<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497579230621709153</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:43:57.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..breathe..live..write..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovennena.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497579230621709153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovennena.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoVenNena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15961436908755750661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6qSFbXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/EhpzRkNz8t0/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497579230621709153.post-3259530751971674696</id><published>2009-02-20T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:00:00.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..on my view about you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6oyQ-RoQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XtfG1YTDflo/s1600-h/1_498338009l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6oyQ-RoQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XtfG1YTDflo/s320/1_498338009l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304862992592118018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6oX0Zh8rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/S7waFAS3kkw/s1600-h/1_457480691l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6oX0Zh8rI/AAAAAAAAAAM/S7waFAS3kkw/s320/1_457480691l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304862538245206706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Maybe you're thinking why I named my page LoVenNena. You might wondering what this means. Or is it referring to something or someone? Well here is the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I've got this from the combination of my first name and its meaning. I am named after the goddess of love and beauty. Yes, I think you got me right. My name is Venus. And Venus means love. Most people call me 'ven' and some call me 'toi' (but that's another story). I combined the word love and my name 'ven' which resulted to LoVen. Why Nena? According to what I've read from a Filipino novel (PHR romance) 'nena' is the Spanish term for baby. Although I am no longer a baby in looks I will forever be a baby at heart. I love love. I love the idea of loving. I love to be in love. But I'm not a hopeless romantic though. I am hopeful. Just like a baby I believe that there's always this someone who will catch me when I fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    So much for that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I am not fond of writing too much of myself. It would be biased if I will describe myself. For sure I'll only write my good side and never mind the other (Laugh). Let me just write about people -- on how I view them and my understanding about them. I'm not being judgmental. I'm just voicing out my thoughts about them (it includes me anyway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as greedy. Well, we all have our demons inside us. And it is our choice if we let it live by feeding it everyday or letting it die by burrying it deeply. Each one of us has needs and wants. Some are simple and some are exaggerated. Often our needs and wants are beneficial not only to us but for others as well. But more often, these needs and wants are favorable solely to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as impractical beings. They're not balancing things fittingly. They're one-sided mortals. Very choosy yet picking for the wrong options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as passionate. Awfully having emotions ten times stronger than the authentic one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as puppets. And like puppets they seem to have no life of their own. They might be controlled by their work, their priorities, their wants and desires, their ambitions, their emotions, their world. They are in such a hurry almost everyday that they forget to stop for a while and review the things they have done. They don't have time for their selves. They are property of the crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as ungrateful. It's kind of their habit to be asking constantly but never giving thanks after they receive such things they desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as blind.Though they are given two eyes for them to see but they are blinded by choice. They search for things in unfamiliar places. They go elsewhere only to find out that what they've been looking for is just right beside them. They're just too busy to notice it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as deaf. No matter how loud you cry for them they will never hear your plea. It's only their voice that they care to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as numb. They act as if they're dead with the needs of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as teachers. They want to be the boss. They want to talk and when they talk they want everybody to listen. They give grades. They fond of giving tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as students. They always in a competition with their classmates. Who's being the number one matter to them a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as businessmen. They're fond of closing deals. In their field, everything whether small or big has its respective value. In their world, nothing's free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as journalists. They write stories. And most of these stories are stories of other people. They gossip. And they spread it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as actors. And the world is their stage. They do drama, comedy, action, suspense, thriller, horror and fantasy. They're wearing masks. They're unreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;    I see people as I see myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;                                                    -IMPERFECT-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497579230621709153-3259530751971674696?l=lovennena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovennena.blogspot.com/feeds/3259530751971674696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovennena.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-view-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497579230621709153/posts/default/3259530751971674696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497579230621709153/posts/default/3259530751971674696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovennena.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-view-about-you.html' title='..on my view about you..'/><author><name>LoVenNena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15961436908755750661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6qSFbXQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/EhpzRkNz8t0/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gcZfYrLLI0E/SZ6oyQ-RoQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XtfG1YTDflo/s72-c/1_498338009l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
