<?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-19791300</id><updated>2011-11-25T04:13:32.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MuDblOod WiCcan</title><subtitle type='html'>It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live..Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6866004349625680411</id><published>2010-11-03T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:57:13.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU &amp; BRB WITCHPROPHET ='(</title><content type='html'>Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My online blog slash bestfriend for 5 years,will now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RETIRE.&lt;/b&gt; *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but i have to say bye bye here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HERE'S MY PROMISE. since i LOVE THIS BLOG SO MUCH (so much that it hurts leaving it) I PROMISE TO BLOG EVERYTIME I ENCOUNTER &lt;u&gt;A MAJOR CHANGE&lt;/u&gt; IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the meantime, here's the newest rai-journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;http://littleblackribbon.tumblr.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and See you soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raize Milla Valerio&lt;br /&gt;(witchprophet)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6866004349625680411?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6866004349625680411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6866004349625680411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6866004349625680411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6866004349625680411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you-brb-witchprophet.html' title='THANK YOU &amp; BRB WITCHPROPHET =&apos;('/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-901981492896659561</id><published>2010-05-25T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:39:35.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can haz post.</title><content type='html'>WAHHHHHHT?? NO POST SINCE MARCH? hahahaha lol.. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im soo busy.&lt;br /&gt;i miss blogging, so am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month i swear il write all the things i have left telling/raging about.&lt;br /&gt;including me and taeja's 3rd year anniv and my renovated cute lil room.. teehee. *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next month, il be more..... GIRLY! (tadah!)&lt;br /&gt;il write blog reviews about my new fetish.. (missha,etude house,lippies,geo lenses,korean clothes etcetera..) ^_______^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds fun right? given that IM NOT AS GIRLY AS YOU THINK I WOULD BE. well, IN THE NEAR FUTURE. hehehe.. il be twenty two this year so.. i have to be mi age guys. and since people (special mention to my unica iho-christian lobredo) are urging me to go girly because i look more beautiful in being one.. DAW. sheesh. (now what? i look like a rat in not being girly? am i not decent enough? haha!) I dont really have much to say regarding the look they wanted on me, but being the fickle-minded person that I am, change is always GOOD. I was open to pretty much anything. so,right? right. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can haz post?? can haz. so.. NEXT MONTH IT IS! ♥ gazillion photos and posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-901981492896659561?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/901981492896659561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=901981492896659561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/901981492896659561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/901981492896659561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2010/05/can-haz-post.html' title='can haz post.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8137713248382621079</id><published>2010-03-14T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:15:54.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only exception.</title><content type='html'>Cant help but falling inlove with this song. &lt;br /&gt;cant help but to relate with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-J7J_IWUhls&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;When I was younger&lt;br /&gt;I saw my daddy cry&lt;br /&gt;And curse at the wind&lt;br /&gt;He broke his own heart&lt;br /&gt;And I watched&lt;br /&gt;As he tried to reassemble it&lt;br /&gt;And my momma swore that&lt;br /&gt;She would never let herself forget&lt;br /&gt;And that was the day that I promised&lt;br /&gt;I'd never sing of love&lt;br /&gt;If it does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darlin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I know, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my soul&lt;br /&gt;That love never lasts&lt;br /&gt;And we've got to find other ways&lt;br /&gt;To make it alone&lt;br /&gt;Or keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;And I've always lived like this&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a comfortable, distance&lt;br /&gt;And up until now&lt;br /&gt;I had sworn to myself that I'm content&lt;br /&gt;With loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Because none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't&lt;br /&gt;Let go of what's in front of me here&lt;br /&gt;I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my way to believing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm on my way to believing..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8137713248382621079?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6400867717784651586</id><published>2010-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:44:08.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>February was so fun!! hahaha.. im not even halfway the month! and it seems like i made TONS OF THINGS already.. i so love pinas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmom greeted me happy birthday!! wahahaha.. funny.&lt;br /&gt;today is my birthday.. supposed to be. if i werent born only 7 months, feb 8 1988 was supposedly my birthdate. and ka birthday ko dapat si champ! wahahaha.. saya noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hon recorded a lot of crappy videos.. wahaha.. nope sorry. funny videos i may say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying is fun!! i get to read interesting topics again! sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lapit na valentines, 33rd namin ni hon, and my favorite..CHINESE NEW YEAR!! woooohooo tikoy!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? hihi.. lag utak ko! hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6400867717784651586?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6400867717784651586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6400867717784651586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6400867717784651586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6400867717784651586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2639793781595585373</id><published>2010-01-09T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:07:23.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than 6 months. haha!</title><content type='html'>one of the new songs i admire other than one republic's secrets, owl city's fireflies and hillsong's i give you my heart. lurve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftuvp8xAVYk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftuvp8xAVYk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU HON.. HAPPY 32ND MONTHSARY on jan 12th! *akap*&lt;br /&gt;happy 8th death anniv din to my mom the same day.. *blowing kisses up to the sky*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2639793781595585373?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2639793781595585373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2639793781595585373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2639793781595585373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2639793781595585373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-6-months-haha.html' title='more than 6 months. haha!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8630686183493667650</id><published>2009-12-06T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:11:06.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am back... and with a vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-manunuod ng dear john (wohoooo!!! love this book!)&lt;br /&gt;-manunuod ng paranormal activity&lt;br /&gt;-tatambay sa labas ng office. (oo na, hindi na magpapaka abnoy sa technohub. sheesh.)&lt;br /&gt;-mamimili sa divisoria&lt;br /&gt;-mamimili sa greenhills&lt;br /&gt;-mamimili sa ukay&lt;br /&gt;-mamimili sa mall&lt;br /&gt;-kasama nyan lahat ay ang pagdedate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAH!!! i sooooo love december.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8630686183493667650?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8630686183493667650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8630686183493667650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8630686183493667650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8630686183493667650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-john.html' title='Dear John'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1608009907136540575</id><published>2009-10-27T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:12:00.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On November 1's arrival.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/rairai-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 950px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/rairai-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1608009907136540575?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1608009907136540575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1608009907136540575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1608009907136540575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1608009907136540575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-november-1s-arrival.html' title='On November 1&apos;s arrival.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2457362949284949397</id><published>2009-10-21T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:41:55.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought online tests could be this true. LMAO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Carefree and Passionate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;The First Rule of Blogthings Is: You Don't Talk About Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NYAHAHAHAHAH.. HERE"S ANOTHER ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcoloroftherainbowareyouquiz/orange.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a creative, interesting person who's always looking to spice things up. You are a little wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love new endeavors and adventures. You are fearless, and you love the thrill of doing something completely foreign to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spontaneous, and you sometimes end up doing the strangest things. If you have a gut feeling, you just go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be a bit eccentric, but your enthusiasm is catching. People want to live as freely as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcoloroftherainbowareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color of the Rainbow Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: Our Quizzes Weren't Written By Bored 12 Year Olds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2457362949284949397?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2457362949284949397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2457362949284949397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2457362949284949397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2457362949284949397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-i-guess-really-true.html' title='I never thought online tests could be this true. LMAO.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3424823734383573358</id><published>2009-10-12T02:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T02:49:57.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bente nuwebe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/StL7RW1NsYI/AAAAAAAAABY/meDqRdiJPDc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20091012_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/StL7RW1NsYI/AAAAAAAAABY/meDqRdiJPDc/s400/Snapshot_20091012_15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391647979521028482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see more? search us... hihihihihi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tamad na naman magkwento ang mga nasasakdal.)&lt;br /&gt;^_______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you hon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i love you too.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3424823734383573358?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3424823734383573358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3424823734383573358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3424823734383573358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3424823734383573358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/10/bente-nuwebe.html' title='bente nuwebe.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/StL7RW1NsYI/AAAAAAAAABY/meDqRdiJPDc/s72-c/Snapshot_20091012_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3365791868013852766</id><published>2009-10-09T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:21:28.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happee Dappee Birthday Mama!!!</title><content type='html'>it's my mom's birthday today.. october 10. hehehe.. She should have been 47 years old today if it werent for God who called her up there so early. (jooooke!! am not blaming God ha. hehehe) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my dad just got home from eternal gardens.. brought her flowers from Christian and candle from My dad. As for me... i just brought myself. and my prayer. ^___^v&lt;br /&gt;Missing her much. So much. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow will be a BIG BIG BIG BIG day!! yippppeeee... &lt;br /&gt;i guess someone's going to lose in yet another arcade battle. two days celebration again.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha... excited. i have a surprise too you know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. aha!! rian!!! you are so sipsep!!! just because christmas is near you can tell everyone that i look like someone from big brother AGAIN. they are pretty, for heaven's sake. and me.... im just a dork. nerdy dork. hehe. stop calling me names or i'll push you in la mesa dam. haha!! kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here!!! i found this funny pictures! hehehe.. i remembered how i used to tell my relatives and choi that aling dionesia will be having her own version of "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KATORSE&lt;/span&gt;" which will be named &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"SITENTA"&lt;/span&gt;. then earlier, i saw this!! hahahahah..... so funny. the one who edited this one has the same humor as i do. nyahehehehe... APIR TO you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/Ss_78PyP62I/AAAAAAAAABI/xvejVeZiHmM/s1600-h/tumblr_kqgga0OqKW1qz5y5go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/Ss_78PyP62I/AAAAAAAAABI/xvejVeZiHmM/s400/tumblr_kqgga0OqKW1qz5y5go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390804291433786210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this one.. hehehe.. though ive seen this gloria's pose gazillion times already, can help but compare her to Jericho's heroic deed when the editor incorporated it to tha ondoy-flood picture. hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/Ss_8kGwcyzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/y7ACLn5CfQ4/s1600-h/tumblr_kqsaz2Xvho1qz8rhgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/Ss_8kGwcyzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/y7ACLn5CfQ4/s400/tumblr_kqsaz2Xvho1qz8rhgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390804976205089586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY? hehehe.. laugh all you want guys! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3365791868013852766?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3365791868013852766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3365791868013852766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3365791868013852766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3365791868013852766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/10/happee-dappee-birthday-mama.html' title='Happee Dappee Birthday Mama!!!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/Ss_78PyP62I/AAAAAAAAABI/xvejVeZiHmM/s72-c/tumblr_kqgga0OqKW1qz5y5go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6876094280195045216</id><published>2009-09-28T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:16:53.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ondoy Onslaught</title><content type='html'>Ondoy is so destructive, that i 'll call him Ondoy the Unggoy. wahahahaha.. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty scary to see how big the impact of this storm is. Imagine, more than 340 mm of rainfall in just six hours, beating the highest 24-hour rainfall record. While i was watching the CNN weather station they even said that 4/5 of Metro Manila was submerged in flood, leaving about 10 million people affected directly by the flood, and thousands of others indirectly affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad we’re lucky we live inside Quezon City. It’s the highest ground in Quezon City. I think. But dont take me wrong though. Ive got myself in a whole lot trouble with that typhoon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the borders of UP and near Philcoa, Marikina and San Mateo and Montalban(where my other tita and tito lives) and everywhere else were countless floods. In Katipunan Avenue, the road seemingly acted both as a parking area for the stranded cars, and as a river to swim through! tsktsk. I’ve never seen Katipunan like that. ever. And you know what, when my Dad was passing through those areas, a lot of people were asking him if they could pay him 15 pesos just to drop them to Batasan. Even the nearest edsa in our place wasnt that big enough to take that barging water. Look. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SsDFM8XYzKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nhWWJvDkhgM/s1600-h/qc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SsDFM8XYzKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nhWWJvDkhgM/s400/qc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386521980488436898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish all of those people who were affected a LOT will be fine in time.&lt;br /&gt;Prayers to all of you.. especially those who are dear to Raize and Christian (hihihi well i guess that's the whole Philippines. ^^v) and to those who are working their butts off to help our kababayans, Here's a big APIR to you all. Idol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final sentence. BAYANIHAN IS STILL ALIVE. Peace is lurve! ^_____^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6876094280195045216?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6876094280195045216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6876094280195045216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6876094280195045216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6876094280195045216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/09/ondoy-onslaught.html' title='Ondoy Onslaught'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SsDFM8XYzKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/nhWWJvDkhgM/s72-c/qc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2202698583273698824</id><published>2009-09-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:36:09.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28th ^__^</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;self explanatory. im sooooooo soorry.. me and taeja are always in tamad mode.&lt;br /&gt;hihihi... ^_^ i love you hon. so much. and i love this song and vid (parang mga theme lang ng suot and daysss natin for the 28th hehehe). ofcourse i will always love the band. hehehe.. SO MUCH LOOOOVVVVE on earth! talk about world peace. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4xwWyppvtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4xwWyppvtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2202698583273698824?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2202698583273698824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2202698583273698824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2202698583273698824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2202698583273698824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/09/28th.html' title='28th ^__^'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2651978677526696139</id><published>2009-08-10T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:25:48.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oooopdate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;WARNING: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;updates may be too historic.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(excerpts from this blog owner's facebook account)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Andres Bonifacio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; meeting postponed. kkk discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emilio Aguinaldo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; meeting will convene in 30 minutes. dont be late. potluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehehhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;look how time flies. my last oooopdate here was may. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;christian got a new friendster layout. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so i did illa's multiply as well cause it will be august 12 tomorrow. yippee... ^__^&lt;br /&gt;june and july celebrations was fine... too sweet i suppose. haha!&lt;br /&gt;now that we're too near at each other, it'll be no prob for us anymore. think about it. 7 pesos fare+ 15 minutes apart. wahehehehe.. aside from that, our jobs gave us the opportunity to spend more eversince may. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those who still peeks at our accounts, well... thanks!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. satisfy your own hunger. we'll just bully you as much as you crave for photos, blogs, and all our stuff. just be advised that im not as stupid as you think.&lt;br /&gt;i do know how to hack people. nyahahahaha.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.. oh yeah. got a new fetish for the last 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;photos available at my multiply. hehehehe... ^_^ here's one of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://h1.ripway.com/samurairai/blogger.jpg  "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!! mwuahhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2651978677526696139?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2651978677526696139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2651978677526696139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2651978677526696139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2651978677526696139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/08/oooopdate.html' title='oooopdate.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8666447203926619261</id><published>2009-05-13T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:25:37.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SgrllVtYU6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oiUJTmD0fAU/s1600-h/it%27sgottabelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SgrllVtYU6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oiUJTmD0fAU/s400/it%27sgottabelove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329138219176866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot contain the exact words to tell how much we feel for each other. Just the wisdom to gain what we have to earn,learn and yearn. The faith to live by every second of our days. The love to appreciate everything and anything that surrounds us. And a prayer for gratitude and blessings for and from Him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8666447203926619261?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8666447203926619261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8666447203926619261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8666447203926619261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8666447203926619261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/05/two.html' title='TWO!!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/SgrllVtYU6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/oiUJTmD0fAU/s72-c/it%27sgottabelove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3248479947281849696</id><published>2009-04-09T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:49:45.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wahahahaha...</title><content type='html'>tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no post for last march?? damn. might have been pretty busy. got it right. wahahahahahahahahha..... sorry. really. that's how lazy i am when im all preoccupied with sweet stuffs. hihihih.. need not mention who should be blamed for it. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew. just touched the laptop and ive made a new theme for multiply and enhanced the tons of picturesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. harhar. hell yeah lots of pics.&lt;br /&gt;pics to be uploaded for the 23rd. hihihihih.. twenty third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'l read for the mass..&lt;br /&gt;and do visita iglesia with my family... then i dunno if we'll swim.&lt;br /&gt;then SUNDAY. SETTING UP SUNDAY. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm. what else..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;I LOVE YOU HON! ^____^ &lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. antamad talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3248479947281849696?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3248479947281849696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3248479947281849696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3248479947281849696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3248479947281849696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/04/wahahahaha.html' title='wahahahaha...'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-96824587979837826</id><published>2009-02-13T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:22:29.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>positive motivating force.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;I LOVE LIFE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near. so near. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-96824587979837826?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/96824587979837826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=96824587979837826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/96824587979837826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/96824587979837826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/02/positive-motivating-force.html' title='positive motivating force.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5009717245849824194</id><published>2009-01-23T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:15:49.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blogger.</title><content type='html'>Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Bubble Gang yesterday! wahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so funny. =D I ended up crying. for real. wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell but apparently no words can account for it.&lt;br /&gt;hay wahehehehe.. I guess when love and skill work together, i should really expect a masterpiece. Hihi ^_^ *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February is so near....&lt;br /&gt;Can you get a hold of it? wahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ive uploaded a video taken in our class one day.&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look. whatta demanding prof. i posted it in illa's multiply. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5009717245849824194?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5009717245849824194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5009717245849824194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5009717245849824194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5009717245849824194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-blogger.html' title='Weekend Blogger.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-987016903388907244</id><published>2009-01-17T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:19:06.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Nine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/DSC_0159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 180px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/DSC_0159a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Everyone.. Ive been so busy lately, that i slacked writing here. Im sorry. Wahehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... What's up? Let's just skip the intro. Hehe.. Well, My uncles had came back from SG and spent their Christmas here and New Year. Uhmm.. well, not that im sulking or anything but the fact that they didnt actually REAALLY SPENT their WHOLE holiday with us (the rest of the relatives that are here in Ph) because they are TOOOOOO busy snugging up with their special someonnneeesssss made me feel kinda bummed. Imagine after the Christmas Mass, each of them went out and then the elders just slept, saying that they are tired. Funny. So, me and meanne just watched dvds, played on the pc and ate the whole time. Pfft. Hehe... Good thing i wasnt that bad enough not to appreciate dec.25.. Hey, it's God's bday so what's there to be sad about right..? =) But my titos paid all their time when we all went to Los Banos to cool more (cool more meant that to feel the COLD WIND plus the COLD WATER more coz it was freezing the whole time! goodness. talk about swimming on ice.) on the 26th. It went fantastically fine. (my dad and i had an argument) But seriously though, i enjoyed the pool. It's........ so blue. wahahaha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when New year came, i just stared out my window and.... Took pictures. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Here's one on top. Then again....... I just watched dvds and ate nth time. Haha.. No wonder i gained some weight. I was freakin bored, what do you expect? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 8 2009. The business my family put up had her grandopening.. whew! Finally. INviting everyone to come and visit! G/F Queensland Condo, Project 8 Quezon City. Tel number: 4542116. Im there every afternoon up to closing. Discounts for those who know what our business is. Hehehehe.. Hell no, it's not a franchise of a fastfood. Wahaha!!!!! ^_____^ And no, i wont give you free burgers. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about our Celebration... It was SWEET. Sunshiney. &lt;i&gt;kahit na malamig.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my wish for this year? May we find peace, faith and love in hearts. May Angels lead us in! Love you guys!!! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-987016903388907244?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/987016903388907244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=987016903388907244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/987016903388907244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/987016903388907244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-nine.html' title='Oh Nine!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7162555498956667198</id><published>2008-12-22T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:22:20.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December  21</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;hihihihihi...... ^_^&lt;br&gt;watta day.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas Everyone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Godbless, Be Safe Always!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7162555498956667198?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7162555498956667198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7162555498956667198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7162555498956667198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7162555498956667198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-21.html' title='December  21'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4866413403425759123</id><published>2008-12-13T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T03:21:19.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold wind, warm jacket. este, hug. ^^</title><content type='html'>Hey, updates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited our nanay in las pinas last dec3.. it was her birthday.. hehe.. i brought her a cake and she loved it.. she really is a great mom.. words cant express how grateful i am that she welcomes me as her 'manugang'.. it's like a dream come true. Given that my mom is not with me anymore. We talked about a lot of things including what will happen next year.. Hehehe.. well, it's for me to know and for you to find out. wahaha!! My sister's birthday is on the 14th. hihihi.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also wanna thank those who greeted me on my debut (wahaha boyish) last december 8.&lt;br /&gt;Your greetings made it complete.. thank you... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Family, Extended families, Classmates, friends, superfriends, brothers and sisters in Christ (haha!! Gaudencio Rosales mode)... etc etc.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is planning to re-marry. Yeah i know.. too bellaish again. But it's with dad, not mom. Hehe.. Well, i must admit. I liked the gift my soon-to-be-step mom gave me (if the marrying thing will happen, that is.) It's...... really..... nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;Il write more about the details of my reaction about the marrying thing as soon as i can.. i opt not to deal with it now. It's too much. My thick head cant accommodate the worries all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhm.. The two houses were repainted.. the nearest one was on superman theme(blue,red and yellow.) and the farther one was on yellow and orange then pastels. LURVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;hihihi.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then......&lt;br /&gt;for YOU... thank you. for understanding me.....&lt;br /&gt;^_^ You have touched my heart in different countless ways you cant see. And it always does whenever i face something i seem cant overcome. Unto which you wash by your words of calmness which makes me strong. Too much mushy? Yeah.. i know. But it's true. =') Haha!! and thank you too for that wonderful day of innate sweetness when we turned 19.. the cold wind broke my heart. and shattered it in tiny pieces of happy smiles and laughter. wahehehehehhe.. *hug* I LOVE YOU. SO MUCH. *kiss* you know who you are.. hehe... Though i call you by SO MANY NAMES. hehehehe.. LOVE YOU A LOT. and probably after you read this, you'll tell me who you are. wahahahahaha!!! we have to dance again, okay? but the next time, we'll stand. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His birthday is coming up next..&lt;br /&gt;..what will happen? hehe.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4866413403425759123?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4866413403425759123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4866413403425759123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4866413403425759123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4866413403425759123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-wind-warm-jacket-este-hug.html' title='Cold wind, warm jacket. este, hug. ^^'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7862915055125037484</id><published>2008-12-01T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:23:05.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hark the Herald Angel Sing!</title><content type='html'>What is the hardest word for you to say?&lt;br /&gt;Words o word? well dati, secrets. "May alam akong sikreto!!!! hindi ko sasabihin!!" WAHAHAHAHAHA.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to receive on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmm... A volvo?? wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach your hand out to the right. What do you touch?&lt;br /&gt;my dad. hahahahaha.... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;few minutes past eleven. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the wallpaper on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;Latest art work ni yayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you hear besides the computer?&lt;br /&gt;birds? cars? tricycles? crickets? hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite line to say when bored?&lt;br /&gt;none. I just stay quiet. and do whatever. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time tears started to roll down your cheek?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday...hehehe. But so you know, i cry easily. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you were on the phone with?&lt;br /&gt;Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what kind of frustration. wahihihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Debussy!! hahaha............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood?&lt;br /&gt;bored.. la kasi pasok. i still go to school you know. eh ikaw? wahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will you turn to if you have a huge prob?&lt;br /&gt;Him/My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Decode by Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last song that kept ringing on your mind last night before you slept?&lt;br /&gt;Decode hihihihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the best event that happened last year?&lt;br /&gt;Someone said I love you! and asked if i could keep him. *akap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;ask WHERE i have been yesterday. nyahehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Piggy piggy oink oink and soup. ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you with ryt now?&lt;br /&gt;Our loyal nanay fely. hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love sunsets?&lt;br /&gt;I do! I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your wishes for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;To really forget the horrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrible past. Pero im better now. (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you wanna be w/ on the day of your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Him ofcourse. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that you've been taken for granted?&lt;br /&gt;I did, one time. Well, pathetic people makes me nauseated now! wahahahaha.. at least i did my part. right? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you regret?&lt;br /&gt;I regreted that i shouldnt have been nice to some people. Cause some people are naturally born RUDE. my precious time was wasted. hehehehehehehhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything else you want to do besides answering this survey?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to eat ice cream. (do you have one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you hate most that people tell you?&lt;br /&gt;When they obviously lie. And 'let's be black and white with that one'. (Haharharhar..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cake or brazo de mercedes?&lt;br /&gt;Both. hehehehehehehehe..... Visit goldilocks if you have time. wahahaaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your plan next week?&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of time to think and plan. But... yeah! i have a pretty exciting plan next week. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i do. A LOT! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's her/his role in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Literrally everything. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hurt somebody in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who loves u most or the person u love most?&lt;br /&gt;I only have ONE in mind. wahehehehe... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, rebound, dating, flying solo, whatever?&lt;br /&gt;Magical! haha.. (palayuan ng sagot. hahahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting happened to you today?&lt;br /&gt;The thing nanay fely saw in a promo commercial. "Choi Valerio." I saw it earlier! wahahahahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first text message you receive this am?&lt;br /&gt;Mahaba eh........... Your eyes might hurt. hihi. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did it make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;All the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did it affect you?&lt;br /&gt;Sing... "when you're happy and you know it clap your hands!!" ha-ha-ha!!! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7862915055125037484?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7862915055125037484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7862915055125037484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7862915055125037484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7862915055125037484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/12/hark-herald-angel-sing.html' title='Hark the Herald Angel Sing!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4901429303675582125</id><published>2008-11-23T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:53:44.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encountered our Story.</title><content type='html'>The Happily Ever After. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ran into a book/saga where you can perfectly picture yourself and someone like as if you are reading your own diary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..BEEN THERE. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was it. I mean, finished the whole Stephenie Meyer Saga. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME. The most amazing, and the most near-to-experience type of a novel.&lt;br /&gt;In my case. Hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;Really! Im still at awe now. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things why. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edward's aloof moments to Isabella. Hehehe.. And then went extremely friendly all of a sudden. hahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The cars for one. &lt;strong&gt;Volvo&lt;/strong&gt;. OUR dream car. And bella's &lt;strong&gt;truck and bag&lt;/strong&gt;. my goodness. If you watched the trailer, geez. Why of all the things and colors. Hahahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On why MY someone &lt;strong&gt;cant decode&lt;/strong&gt; my thoughts easily. (well, looking and staring at me will be a different case like Isabella.)haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The words....... the words......... WAHHHHHHHHHH!! the lines and the words. Too much of a resemblance. As if Stephenie just rephrased it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being an &lt;strong&gt;only child&lt;/strong&gt;. And living with my Dad. wahahahahaha..... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Having a funny bubbly and enthusiastic sister Edward has. (yeah! spell JOY LOBREDO. written all over her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guess who's always been a &lt;strong&gt;superhero and a chick magnet&lt;/strong&gt;? hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sun, Sunshine, rainbows, rain, &lt;strong&gt;warm skin to cold skin &lt;/strong&gt;wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On how Edward can stay away from Bella for her own sake. Then come back eventually cause he &lt;strong&gt;cant stop &lt;/strong&gt;being madly inlove. haha.. (Really. It gave me the creeps.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah. Jacob. Hahahahaha... &lt;strong&gt;The wolf.. the bestfriend...&lt;/strong&gt; tsk. And the motorcycle thing!!!! wahhhhhhhhhhhhh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Differentiate &lt;strong&gt;Volturi from The Redemptorists &lt;/strong&gt;and even the judging people. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Lover and The Bestfriend. whew!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Piannnnnnnnnno&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;The plan to get married EARLY. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In the wedding... The flowers: &lt;strong&gt;orange blossoms&lt;/strong&gt;, roses, freesia. wahhhhhhhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Honeymoon plan: Nature inspired with &lt;strong&gt;the beach &lt;/strong&gt;nearby. wahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Dreams about a child&lt;/strong&gt;. Dreams about a particular unknown beautiful child. lalong wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The child got out. &lt;strong&gt;A GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;. wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-...The child's name! &lt;strong&gt;RC&lt;/strong&gt;! wahahhahahahah!!!!! Renesmee Carlie. Renesmee came &lt;strong&gt;from Edward's and Bella's mothers' names.&lt;/strong&gt; (Illa!) wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The fun part: Renesmee is rather &lt;strong&gt;gifted&lt;/strong&gt;! (illa!! and more illa!) wahahahahahahahhahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book by book i was OVERLY delighted. Book by book every detail was revealed. And apparently some details i cannot disregard. CAUSE IT WERE ALL FREAKIN' PARALLEL TO REALITY! hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"baka naman binasa nung author muna ang blog mo?? hahaha.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Christian. hehehe.. The characters and events portrayed in these books are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidentaly and not intended by the author. wahahahaha.. ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... Euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;even how edward said the word 'forever' has it's own life. And Christian is breathing on it. hihihi for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, sorry for those who still havent read it all, cause writing all these facts about the saga might spoil your curiousity. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy reading it!! SOOOOOO highly recommended. hihi.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Cause believe it or not, you are encountering OUR story through it somehow. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4901429303675582125?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4901429303675582125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4901429303675582125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4901429303675582125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4901429303675582125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/11/encountered-our-story.html' title='Encountered our Story.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5429149018494733382</id><published>2008-11-17T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:16:33.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decode. hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Volvo&lt;/b&gt;: All right. Forget time limits. If you want me to be the one then you'll just have to meet one condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orange Truck&lt;/b&gt;: Condition? What condition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Volvo&lt;/b&gt;: Marry me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orange Truck&lt;/b&gt;: *thinking* okay, what's the punchline? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Volvo&lt;/b&gt;: You're wounding my ego.. I just proposed to you, and you think it's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orange Truck&lt;/b&gt;: Please be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Volvo&lt;/b&gt;: I am one hundred percent serious. *staring at the girl* &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faint.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5429149018494733382?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5429149018494733382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5429149018494733382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5429149018494733382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5429149018494733382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/11/decode-hehe.html' title='Decode. hehe..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5244223326295243537</id><published>2008-11-15T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:06:46.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest!!</title><content type='html'>HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;N-O!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wont cry infront of the monitor now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahahahahha...................&lt;br /&gt;im colorful. and it's all okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster is still scheduled for maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;See my new template above and under?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;that's what you do when you wait for the supporters and shoes to be bought. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;im so happy that my words cannot be contained with up rage anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DAZZLED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant help it. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;E: I only said it would be better if we weren't friends, not that I didn't want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I: What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;E: It means if you're smart... you'll stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I: I think you've made your opinion of the subject on my intellect clear too.&lt;br /&gt;E: Im not the only thing dangerous out here. With me, you'll be dangerously safe. Are you scared now?&lt;br /&gt;I: ..No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5244223326295243537?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5244223326295243537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5244223326295243537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5244223326295243537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5244223326295243537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/11/newest.html' title='Newest!!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2610713637600776597</id><published>2008-11-12T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:59:05.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th.</title><content type='html'>Woven of Light.&lt;br /&gt;Dyes of my palette.&lt;br /&gt;Days that can pass.&lt;br /&gt;Sandclock can be turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptional cries.&lt;br /&gt;Lingering whispers.&lt;br /&gt;Unmistakeable ink.&lt;br /&gt;And the unwritten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will i'll be kept?&lt;br /&gt;Or will i'll be not.&lt;br /&gt;Sticking my tongue inside my membrane.&lt;br /&gt;Actions will run. run. run. run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so where will i'll be.&lt;br /&gt;A mistake can never be corrected by yet another mistake.&lt;br /&gt;False motives kills true morals.&lt;br /&gt;"Justice as fairness"&lt;br /&gt;And to where shall be the learned philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;..And to where shall be my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can time run out of words?&lt;br /&gt;Or words can run out of time?&lt;br /&gt;Maria Concepcion is running out of both.&lt;br /&gt;But in that fast pace, she wants to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remaining as she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Remaining as she would &lt;b&gt;love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remaining as she have now.&lt;br /&gt;Remaining as she &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me... Was that fair?&lt;br /&gt;And where will this go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2610713637600776597?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2610713637600776597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2610713637600776597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2610713637600776597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2610713637600776597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/11/18th.html' title='18th.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7167659247978715660</id><published>2008-11-02T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:56:27.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month Starter</title><content type='html'>We owe God a Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s a quote from William Shakespeare. I was talking to my Nanay Fely earlier, and being in November, we got into the inevitable discussion on death.  I’ve been in a lot of thinking early again when i woke up this morning and it don’t seem to diminish the vacuum that’s been created.  The episodes become few and far between, and the urgency not as intense, but the gentle gnawing is still there.  Actually it’s been strange.  Hehehe.. What the hell am i talking about. Sue me for not telling you why. hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the conversation about death, and physical death for that matter, I was saying that inasmuch that it sucks to go first, I wouldn’t want to be in the unenvitable position of dying last.  The idea of attending the funerals of all my friends and loved ones is a petrifying idea.  It sucks to grieve over so many people you love, and that feeling that you’ve been left behind. Like they’ve all gone to a party somewhere and you’re still at home, waiting for the bus.  Besides, I wouldn’t want to be the rickety shell of a lady surrounded by young vibrant people, still in the pink of youth.  I’d like to go somewhere in the middle.  I don’t mind grieving for some of the people I love, but the selfish part of me (the attention whore.. ^^), wants some loved ones left to grieve for me. Stupid raize. Boo. *batok*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a year of some deaths.&lt;br /&gt;Be it some thing, some memory or some person, or some foolish attitude.&lt;br /&gt;(play incubus PISTOLA then try to scream this.)&lt;br /&gt;.......GAME OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear death. Especially if it's about deaths of someone important and my relationship to them. But I thought that i should not fear it as well, if it's about deaths of something that must be left LONG BEFORE.  Respect it and it’s power... YES. But not fear it.  Nobody knows empirically, but I’d personally rather believe that it’s not the end, but more of a crossing over. Not unlike the Greek crossing of the River Styx, via the boatman Charon hahaha.. (the effect of reading too much Greek myth books). People used to put coins in the mouths of the dead so they have something to pay Charon as he ferries them across.  I’d like to think I’d still “see” people who died, specially my Mom and play fetch with my pet soulmate, my 'i dont know what breed' mongrel Abrie. wahihihi.. Try animating me. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so fleeting.  It’s a scary thought, but strangely I find comfort in the constancy of it.  The harder you try to hold on to things that don’t last, the more difficult the struggle to let go.  This is the epic battle for us people. &lt;br /&gt;..And that epic battle is where you'll find your hero/prince charming with your freshly squeezed orange juice. wahahahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;This post doesnt have to be too serious after all. hehe..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BOTTOMLINE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my whole family, taeja and my few true friends are still there to be my backbone. Let's all be happy! ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7167659247978715660?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7167659247978715660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7167659247978715660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7167659247978715660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7167659247978715660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/11/month-starter.html' title='Month Starter'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5153798569421973020</id><published>2008-10-30T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:37:52.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hoooolaballoooooouuu</title><content type='html'>renaissance.&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehhehehe.. yesterday i read the new cosmo ish. hahaha.. and that morning started like a bomb... yeah. bomb. like "tic. tic" hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awooooooooooo..&lt;br /&gt;november is drawing near. and so is christmas...&lt;br /&gt;tita tere went home to masbate, tito eg went back to singapore...&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhh.. so much had happened. BUT IT WAS FUN...&lt;br /&gt;i discovered this band.. INORAN. the vocalist is half jap-half brit.&lt;br /&gt;then they have this album entitled "Photograph". and the first single is "Raize"&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha.. freakin' cool right? wanna hear it? visit my friendster. :)&lt;br /&gt;or if you want to watch the PV, visit youtube. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, me and dad will go to eternal gardens and visit mom!!!! and grandpa!!&lt;br /&gt;..cant wait to eat oddballs! hahaha!! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrggh... got to upload new songs on my ipod 80gb ASAP! =) &lt;br /&gt;(wahehehe.. thanks tito!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Raize' now playing.. SO STUCK IN MY EARS THOUGH I DONT KNOW WHAT THE HELL THE SONG IS ABOUT!!!! wahahahah.. speaking of stuck.....&lt;br /&gt;Someone is stuck in Lipa. wahehehehe.. and wont be able to go home for araw ng mga patay. But it's okay. Like what i said last night, Ive already focused on what i should focus on.&lt;br /&gt;Our el-ow-vi-e. hihi.. Yup! Lotsa love too taeja. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5153798569421973020?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5153798569421973020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5153798569421973020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5153798569421973020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5153798569421973020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoooolaballoooooouuu.html' title='hoooolaballoooooouuu'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-9026375463755489011</id><published>2008-10-21T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:51:24.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>usapang sabaw!! nalula ako.</title><content type='html'>Nalula ako!! superlaki ng screen eh. pero.. dahil sa andito ako ngayon sa office ng tita ko at dahil sa mukha na daw akong bored at pale sabi ng mga interns niya habang naghihintay ng results, pinagcomputer nila ako dito sa high tech nilang pc. woah talaga. AS IN WOAH. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat naka-ilang araw na ako nag-oojt eh.. pero dahil sa sumapi na naman sakin ang kung ano ano ng genes ko, kelangan daw magpahinga. (Oh, raize... pahinga daw.. tigas ng ulo.)&lt;br /&gt;ehhh nakakatamad magpahinga eh.&lt;br /&gt;nakakaaliw.&lt;br /&gt;labo mo rai. wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peroo..&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. ayoko ng ganito eh. yung tinatamad. kitams, obvious na tinatamad kase tagalog ako dito sa blog ko. pang-multiply lang ako tumatagalog mode eh.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... teka.. nu ba makikita dito sa office na toh maliban sa mga syringe, sandamakmak na alcohol,gamot at puro gamot.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ui eto, LIVE YOUR LIFE EXCELLENTLY. sabi ng isang ballpen.&lt;br /&gt;so pano yon?&lt;br /&gt;ba ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;ang sabi lang eh.&lt;br /&gt;wag ipagpabukas ang pwede namang gawin ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;pero.. kung gagawin ko na ang pwede naman para bukas ano nalang gagawin ko kinabukasan? wahahahahaha.. tama diba?&lt;br /&gt;perooo..&lt;br /&gt;perooo... puro peroooo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teka. kase AYOKO NG TAMAD.&lt;br /&gt;isang tao lang ang napagtyatyagaan kong paminsan tamad eh. *ehem* lab ko siya eh.&lt;br /&gt;at mejo di na siya tamad ngayon. diba? ^___^&lt;br /&gt;lalo na pag sya ang papupuntahin mo sa counter sa fastfood...&lt;br /&gt;ohaaa!!! (matamaan sapul.) wahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namiss kong gumawa ng matino at masayang post dito sa blogspot. =)&lt;br /&gt;namiss ko bigla papa ko... "pa, tumakbo ka na konsehal. wag na baranggay tanod." wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;namimiss ko na kayong lahat.&lt;br /&gt;pero mas miss ko siya. sobrang miss!&lt;br /&gt;o cge, magreact panget :D ahaha! ^______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko lang. oo nga tama ang sabi netong ballpen na toh.&lt;br /&gt;LIVE YOUR LIFE EXCELLENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;kase sa sobrang ikli ng buhay, tapos ang alam mo lang gawin sa buhay mo eh kalokohan.&lt;br /&gt;ano nalang matinong masasabi sayo ng mga tao sa eulogy mo pag nadedo ka? dba?&lt;br /&gt;tapos... ano nalang ang mabibigay mong alaala sa mahal mo kung ang alam mo lang gawin sa buhay mo nung nabubuhay ka, eh kalokohan at wala ka man lang naiwang marka sa mundo? (siguro naman walang taong ganon) diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS A PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;di mo man malaman sa panahon ngayon, pero there will be some point in your life that you will just realize what was or what is your purpose in life. Life is not just about you. it's about you and the people around you. How you made it colorful, how you stood up when you failed,and how good you have been to yourself and to them. ilan lang yan sa standards ng buhay. kaya kung ako sa ating lahat... MAKE OUR LIVES WORTH LIVING AT WAG TAYONG PUMETIX. =) dahil... sa katapusan ng buhay mo, kung wala ka ng ibang gagawin kung di ang pumetix, tumalon over the rainbow, magpakaiyakin tulad ko, magswimming kasama ang sirena, makinig sa mga emo songs na halos gayahin mo na sila at maghasa ng blade panglaslas o di kaya tumakbo sa fields of white flowers tapos kumanta ng que sera sera...nu nalang magyayari sa gift na ibinigay ni Lord satin called LIFE...? kase diba, God promised us eternity? so itong buhay natin ngayon, practice lang para sa next level..=)&lt;br /&gt;may point ako diba? tsumamba!!!! hehehehe.. pero mga brad, di ako magpapari ha kaya ko naglilitanya ng ganito. wahehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung sa pasabawan lang ng topic at sinasabi ang kompetisyon, sakin na ang grand prize. pero wag niyong sabihin na wala kayong napulot sa blog na to? tama?? tama. APIR. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa lang masasabi ko. masarap magtype sa mac na keyboard. sooooo nipis. hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine ko,&lt;br /&gt;magingat ka at baka madapa ka sa dilim dyan, baka masugatan ka sa mga dayami, baka matuklaw ka ng ahas... naranasan ko rin mabuhay sa palayan(pero bakasyon lang.. pero hoy!!!! nag-gapas din ako ng palay!! naka-longsleeves pa nga ko nun at nagluto ng pagkain gamit ang mga kahoy..oo alam ko, humahaba na kwento ko.. wahehehehe..^__^) PERO talagang mahirap na trabaho yun. tsaka.... mahirap na. Ewan ko kung bakit ako sumusulat ng ganito peroooo.. talagang namimiss na kita? ^_^ teka, bakit may queston mark? dapat ganito. TALAGANG NAMIMISS NA KITA. period. wahahaha! *kaboooom* sabaw. osha.. :)&lt;br /&gt;lablab. SOBRANG SARANGHAE!! hihi.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABOG na naman si raiyayang!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. ume-epek pang ganun. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinong nagbasa?&lt;br /&gt;awww.. LAB MO KO. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-9026375463755489011?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/9026375463755489011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=9026375463755489011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9026375463755489011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9026375463755489011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/10/usapang-sabaw-nalula-ako.html' title='usapang sabaw!! nalula ako.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7464668180876863500</id><published>2008-10-17T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:36:00.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matahin.</title><content type='html'>Ang gusto ko lang matanaw ay ang mga matang iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mapungay? &lt;br /&gt;pantay.&lt;br /&gt;maliit?&lt;br /&gt;may kulay.&lt;br /&gt;..kulay na minsan ay hindi ko mawari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero yun lang ang nais ng paningin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang akin.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ang laki dahil sa puyat.&lt;br /&gt;At minsan din hindi makamulat.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ito aasamin ng iba na parang ginto.&lt;br /&gt;Lalo na pag namumula at mugto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ito lang ang mga matang angkin.&lt;br /&gt;At iyo ay aking hiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumayaw ang mga mata doon at umindak dito.&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap maiwan pero sumabay ako.&lt;br /&gt;Nawala ang tugtog, lumipas ang anino..&lt;br /&gt;Singkit. Pikit. Mulat. Nagkalat na pilik matang pino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako'y lumuha at lumuluha pero iyong mga mata pa din ang iniibig ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mapungay.&lt;br /&gt;pantay.&lt;br /&gt;Puyat.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi makamulat.&lt;br /&gt;Sumasayaw. &lt;br /&gt;Hindi makaayaw.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan hindi na makakita sa sobrang agos. Pero pinilit kong sumabay ang mga matang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumuluha.&lt;br /&gt;Namamaga.&lt;br /&gt;Ngumingiti.&lt;br /&gt;Humihikbi.&lt;br /&gt;Lumabo, Luminaw. LILINAW sa panalangin at pag-asa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animo'y lumulubog ako, pero sa pagtitig hindi magkamayaw.&lt;br /&gt;Dala dala ko ang memorya ng mga mata mong nakakita at nakasama ang mga madidilim na berde noon.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka nabasa. Salamat sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tulad ng ulan, hindi mawawala.&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga matang tulad ng akin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7464668180876863500?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7464668180876863500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7464668180876863500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7464668180876863500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7464668180876863500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/10/matahin.html' title='Matahin.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8982618656643190219</id><published>2008-10-12T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:22:24.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeenth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: do you know where to find wonderland? please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: you don't actually look for wonderland. You create it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: teach me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: teach you? sometimes wonderlands are destroyed. look. rebuilding it would be futile. but im hoping people who had undergone such can rebuild it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: like it's that easy. i hope it's that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: yeah it's easy. easy if you have given all you can give to hold something close to prevent further breakage. oh well. nothing for me to worry. ours is sturdy. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah rhyme. hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;i love u christian.&lt;br /&gt;17th it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8982618656643190219?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8982618656643190219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8982618656643190219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8982618656643190219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8982618656643190219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventeenth.html' title='seventeenth.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5347896100829730953</id><published>2008-10-02T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:40:02.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese milks, split ends and eons.</title><content type='html'>wow. looking at the months and years gone by when i started preferably sharing my life here in the cyber zone made me feel like i was a comet who has travelled a long galaxy. imagine, 33 months of writing here (plus one this month). And beyond that, 3 amazing rollercoster years. hehehe.. and it's almost sembreak for a lot of people. including me ofcourse. ^_^ and i,for one, started planning already what should be done/bought for this coming christmas.. WOOHOO!! CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewise, so much interesting things had happened in the country, as well as abroad.&lt;br /&gt;1. bayani fernando joined singing duets&lt;br /&gt;2. vina morales is pregnant&lt;br /&gt;3. christine reyes jumped stations&lt;br /&gt;4. obama won. but i still am a big fan of hilary.&lt;br /&gt;5. My taeja had his haircut.&lt;br /&gt;6. My dad got his hair dyed again and again.. and again.&lt;br /&gt;7. I got my haircut.&lt;br /&gt;8. My tita didnt want me to cut it though.&lt;br /&gt;9. I wonder if my mom had her haircut too up there. hihi ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;10. God created earth, and everything else is made in China. (wahahahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentioning china, actually even though they are being beaten up by several issues on how toxic their products are, i still think that chinese people are genius. Yeah they are!! Who can better brilliantly dislodge that melamine toxin inside the milks of those athletes? hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;"zhi shuo ti fang er man yi tien olympics!!" -"we have to win the olympics"&lt;br /&gt;(Note: joke ko lang yang mandarin sentence na yan. ang maniwala, kamote. wahahaha..  o_____O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the negative fact about it is that it's redundantly TOXIC.&lt;br /&gt;in short, no matter how genius they are, their intention is BAD if it was true.&lt;br /&gt;and so are some people around. bad. WAG TUMAWID, NAKAMAMATAY. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5347896100829730953?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5347896100829730953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5347896100829730953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5347896100829730953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5347896100829730953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-milks-split-ends-and-eons.html' title='chinese milks, split ends and eons.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6507361477812093352</id><published>2008-09-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:40:38.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ika-labing anim</title><content type='html'>hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss blogging. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and so..........&lt;br /&gt;..a new chapter has been written. SIXTEENTH!!! yahoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everybody (especially those who wants to be updated.. ehem.) wants an explanation on "WHO IS ILLA?" heheheh.. let me tell you the story so you wont be bothered. hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILLA IS CHRISTIAN'S DAUGHTER. and mine as well, ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;..but there isnt any baby. and NO, I AM NOT PREGNANT. wahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illa Emiliani V. Lobredo.&lt;br /&gt;is a litte girl who i once dreamt of. hehehe.. but i wont tell you what's inside that dream. It's between me and choi na lang. Illa's name came from Choi's middle name, and mine. judILLA and mILLA. get it? hahahahha.. now you know.&lt;br /&gt;And Emiliani came from a saint. We saw it in the church's facade in Alabang. hehehehe.. clear now? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalinawan na kayo mga kamote? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;ayan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE, HAPPY 16TH MONTHSARY TO US!!&lt;br /&gt;SARANGHAE!!! mwuah!! see you soon! ^__^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6507361477812093352?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6507361477812093352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6507361477812093352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6507361477812093352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6507361477812093352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/09/ika-labing-anim.html' title='ika-labing anim'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-277704704697820270</id><published>2008-08-25T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:05:30.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 24, 2008</title><content type='html'>I woke up today struggling to get up from bed because my arms and my back are freaking killing me. Hahaha.. Thanks to the radiator gang for giving me aching muscles to deal with for the next few hours or even till tomorrow :) Dad's right. "isip bata pa yan". hehe. Who cares? At least masaya naman kahit isip bata lang.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the next leg of the millikilometer run and the reviewers i have to read! hahaha.. Just for the sake of being busy. Tokyo tokyo's karaage wont match The sinigang sa miso in foodcourt. haha!! And the rain's over. But &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; fun and elating. Parang drugs lang eh. Isang araw sa sm at nag usap at nagkakilala ang dalawang taong importante sa buhay mo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. Now I love lipa! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Yesterday were like the moments I always wish were endless. Yet again, we all have to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all know what our realities are.&lt;br /&gt;Some we embrace with arms wide open, most, well, we do not want to face at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a massage! hahahaha. it's too sweet, i wont tell you the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;only me, taeja and papa only knows. haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-277704704697820270?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/277704704697820270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=277704704697820270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/277704704697820270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/277704704697820270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-24-2008.html' title='August 24, 2008'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8668564200626410547</id><published>2008-08-12T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:45:00.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piptin. =)</title><content type='html'>and here goes the fifteenth. :) HEPHEP HURRAY for US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August wasnt one of my favorite months..Ever. But i have to say, this august 2008 has made me much of a lamon-hermit. I miss my bestbud/prince/soulmate/eat-mate/laugh-mate/holding-hands mate/coffee mate (huwehhhhh korni na rai.. hehe.) SO MUCH. we agreed that we'll see each other together with my dad so i wont be seeing him up until the 23rd. oh geeeez. make the days faster........... puhlease. *batting eyelashes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, none of my days wouldnt be brighter if i dont have something to look forward to right? wahehehehe.. makes me want to sing my gradeshool all time favorite song. &lt;br /&gt;"You are my sunshine my only sunshine... You make me happy when skies are grey..You'll never know dear how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away♥.... hihihi ^___^v" heto pa, magtatatgalog ako. MASAYA, SOBRANG SAYA MABUHAY SA MUNDO. KASE PAGKAGISING MO ALAM MO NA PAREHO KAYO NG INIISIP NG ISANG TAO =D. oha! oha! illa mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of information to tell you about what will happen on the 24th but i wont be cheesy enough and tell it to you guys. or maybe.... *conyotic accent* if i get masipag on the 25th, i'll tsimis it to you. wahehe.. Multiply mode. KONTAKS ONLI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao! till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8668564200626410547?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8668564200626410547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8668564200626410547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8668564200626410547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8668564200626410547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/08/piptin.html' title='piptin. =)'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7978073775485973790</id><published>2008-08-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:12:55.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Leap of Faith.</title><content type='html'>heyyyyyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;gosh it's been a while. look, im sorry.. hehehe (who the hell am i talking to?)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am hooked to something. it's this radio program. And it's with 'Tado' in it. 99.5.. and it's not only because i am learning so much jokes and kalokohan every night, but the fact that they are actually spreading literacy. wahahahaha.. Go figure why!!! hahahaha.. Listen to it too. It's called "The Brewrats Show". starting from 9 pm. every mondays-thursdays. Im going to add them up in my multiply.. hehehe.. coz their program is really hilarious. Then last night, they played this song. hehehe.. And i think it fits Christian. hahahaha.. i guess it does. hihihi.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day,another normal day and this is my head start. Stopped for an hour, gone by the minute, I thought I saw a spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith. So unexpectedly. I never saw you coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going home and I'll see you soon. We'll go..&lt;br /&gt;And when will I see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this our fate, where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to fall apart. I'll take my chances and try to make it happen&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leap of faith&lt;br /&gt;so unmistakable..&lt;br /&gt;And this is where we'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; there. it's a song from hale.. hehehe.. In their 'ABOVE, OVER AND BEYOND' album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7978073775485973790?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7978073775485973790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7978073775485973790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7978073775485973790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7978073775485973790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/08/leap-of-faith.html' title='A Leap of Faith.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6568931524173063382</id><published>2008-07-22T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:35:12.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im his.</title><content type='html'>need not to explain further.. hihihi.. here is the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;center&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon its again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;we're just one big family&lt;br /&gt;and it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, IM YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and I laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I been saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;Our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt;so please don't, please don't, please don't&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;cause our time is short&lt;br /&gt;this uh, this uh, this is our fate&lt;br /&gt;IM YOURS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehehe.. one of the 'kakarelate' songs as of the moment. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6568931524173063382?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6568931524173063382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6568931524173063382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6568931524173063382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6568931524173063382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-his.html' title='im his.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8083903889085784135</id><published>2008-07-15T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:58:53.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the phone and the car.</title><content type='html'>wadapak. i soooooooooooooooooooooo lalalalalalala-love/dying to have this things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOURCE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone is all over the metro already with their tarpaulins and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Then the car was introduced by taeja.&lt;br /&gt;The phone is the new samsung soul.&lt;br /&gt;Then the car is the 2008 car of the year, volvo c30 coupe.&lt;br /&gt;....and BOTH OF THEM IS BEYOND MY REACH. wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(well, the phone.. mejo. sana. hahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOOOOOOOL! *drooling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/samsungsoul.jpg" &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/c30.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8083903889085784135?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8083903889085784135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8083903889085784135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8083903889085784135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8083903889085784135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/07/phone-and-car.html' title='the phone and the car.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7593736759107412619</id><published>2008-07-12T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:11:24.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ika-labing apat na istasyon</title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back blogging. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;i feel i owe this site a lot. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;ive been sooooooo busy working on my multiply that's why i havent posted anything here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://samurairai.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;http://emilliani.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;TAEJA AND GOONG's DAY today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yipppppeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saranghae!!!!! ^_______^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7593736759107412619?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7593736759107412619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7593736759107412619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7593736759107412619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7593736759107412619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/07/ika-labing-apat-na-istasyon.html' title='ika-labing apat na istasyon'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5356186273601111096</id><published>2008-06-27T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:57:36.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A needle and the haystack.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;center&gt;Let the air catch embers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..in july. hehe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5356186273601111096?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5356186273601111096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5356186273601111096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5356186273601111096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5356186273601111096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/06/needle-in-haystack.html' title='A needle and the haystack.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3175701830019730830</id><published>2008-06-26T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:11:59.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crawling birds and talking lizards.</title><content type='html'>got nothing to do..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;fabulous fiesta that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing new..&lt;br /&gt;except for that i love him. &lt;br /&gt;..well, that's given. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier this morning i played my hale cds.. and..&lt;br /&gt;i remember how i used to be so addicted to them. especially when underneath the waves played. hehe.. dunno what's with them anymore. kuya poy, kuya roll, kuya shel and kuya omnie. but for sure they're still cool. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch. chicken in melted cheese. hahaha.. ate it three times this week already.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. sarap eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paranormal. sometimes when i take off my glasses and twist it to some kind of a chubby-checkered ill-mannered position, i wish i can sight-see everyone i wanted to see. hehehehe.. well for atleast to someone like me who believes in magic and sorcery. malay natin right..? MALAYSIA! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy Christian and Brother Lhionell uploaded their new pics. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I uploded a Gaara wallpaper in my cp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: Best Days. Matt White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;..what an all mixed-up post bwaheheheheh. hayks.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3175701830019730830?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3175701830019730830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3175701830019730830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3175701830019730830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3175701830019730830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/06/crawling-birds-and-talking-lizards.html' title='crawling birds and talking lizards.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4120512278233477159</id><published>2008-06-12T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:22:19.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 13th Summer with Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Flowers bloom in morning break,&lt;br /&gt;Shine pass through in calm and peace&lt;br /&gt;A precious feeling, brought by the two&lt;br /&gt;Whispering on each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically separated but emotionally attached,&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the promise given by each part.&lt;br /&gt;Longing to be together is not too far to see,&lt;br /&gt;Holding each others heart keep us to be in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every joys and tears that we surpassed,&lt;br /&gt;Enlightens the value of what we had.&lt;br /&gt;Strengthens the strands that we build for a year and one,&lt;br /&gt;Binding us together in solemn harmony, in one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for being with us through those months,&lt;br /&gt;You are the witness of the love that we convey.&lt;br /&gt;On this great day I ask for continual graces,&lt;br /&gt;A never-ending sustenance to the love that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;..FROM HIM. =')&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4120512278233477159?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4120512278233477159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4120512278233477159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4120512278233477159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4120512278233477159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/06/13th-summer-with-her.html' title='The 13th Summer with Her'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3253839616502020034</id><published>2008-06-09T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:40:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes! jokes! AND MORE JOKES!</title><content type='html'>hehehehhe..&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of leaving you guys a figment of your own imagination and an uproaring laughter and smile for the start of the classes, here are some ABNORMALLY FUNNY BUSINESS NAMES. Taeja!! hahahaha.. im not korni anymore! wahahahaha.. I can actually laugh at real jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parlor in San Juan is named “Cut &amp; Face”. &lt;br /&gt;A wholesaler of balut in Sto.Tomas, Batangas: “Starduck”. &lt;br /&gt;A fast food eatery in Nueva Ecija: ‘”Violybee” &lt;br /&gt;A small internet cafe opened among squatters named itself, “Cafe Pindot”. &lt;br /&gt;In Manila, there’s a laundry named, “Summa Cum Laundry”. &lt;br /&gt;A petshop in Ortigas that sells cats and dogs: “Pussies and Bitches”. &lt;br /&gt;A pet shop in Kamuning: “Pakita Mo Pet Mo”. &lt;br /&gt;Bakery: “Bread Pit”. &lt;br /&gt;A bank in Alabang: “Alabank”. &lt;br /&gt;A restaurant in Pampanga named, “Mekeni Rogers”. &lt;br /&gt;There’s a restaurant in Pasig named, “Johnnny’s Fried Chicken: The ‘Fried’ of Mrikina”. &lt;br /&gt;A boxing gym: “Blow Jab”. &lt;br /&gt;A tombstone maker in Antipolo: “Lito Lapida”. &lt;br /&gt;There’s a copy center in Sikatuna Village called, “Pakopya ni Edgar”. &lt;br /&gt;There’s a beerhouse in Cavite called, “Chickpoint”. &lt;br /&gt;A laundromat in our neighborhood sa may Sikatuna: “Star Wash: Attack of the Clothes”. &lt;br /&gt;There’s an internet cafe in Taguig named, “n@kopi@”. &lt;br /&gt;Name of a kambingan, “Sa Goat Kita”. &lt;br /&gt;A lugawan in Sta. Maria, Bulacan: “Gee Congee”. &lt;br /&gt;There’s a water refilling station in Dapitan named “Wa-Thirst”. &lt;br /&gt;Along Sucat road, a store selling feeds for chickens: “Robocock”. &lt;br /&gt;Shoe repair in Marikina: “Dr. Shoe-Bago”. &lt;br /&gt;Shoe repair store along Commonwealth, “SHOEPERMAN: we will HEEL you, save your SOLE, and even DYE for you”. &lt;br /&gt;Petshop: “Petness First” &lt;br /&gt;Flower shop: “Susan’s Roses”. &lt;br /&gt;Taxicab: “Income Taxi”. &lt;br /&gt;A 2nd hand watch store: “2nd Time Around”.&lt;br /&gt;A squid stall in a wet market: “Pusit to the Limit”.&lt;br /&gt;A shrimp store: “Hipon Coming Back”.&lt;br /&gt;A gay lawyer’s extension office: “Nota Republic”. &lt;br /&gt;Aceiling installer: “Kisame Street”. &lt;br /&gt;A car repair shop: “Bangga ka ‘day!” &lt;br /&gt;An aquatic pet store in Malolos: “Fish Be With You”. &lt;br /&gt;A fishball cart named, “Poke Poke”. &lt;br /&gt;A beauty salon: “Saudia Hairlines”. &lt;br /&gt;A bakery in our village: “Anak Ng Tinapay”. &lt;br /&gt;A resto along Mayon road in Manila: “May Lisa Eatery”. &lt;br /&gt;Laundry: “Wash Your Problem”. &lt;br /&gt;This mobile massage business name isn’t funny, but their slogan is: “Asian Mobile Massage Service: Massage only, God is watching”. &lt;br /&gt;Ice cream parlor: “Dila Lang Ang Katapat”. &lt;br /&gt;Chicharon store: “Chicha Hut”.&lt;br /&gt;Neighborhood pizza store: “Pizza Hot”. &lt;br /&gt;A fishball cart along P. Campa st., near UST: “Eat My Balls”. &lt;br /&gt;A barbershop in Cagayan de Oro: “Pinoy Big Barber”. &lt;br /&gt;A Resto: “The Last Supper”. &lt;br /&gt;A goto resto: “Goto Ko Pa"&lt;br /&gt;party needs business: “Balloon-Balloonan”. &lt;br /&gt;A Chinese restaurant in Pasig: “Lah-Fang”. &lt;br /&gt;A store selling fresh chicken, owned by a woman named Dina: “Dina Fresh Chicken”. &lt;br /&gt;An actual bait and tackle shop in U.S.: “The Master Baiter”. &lt;br /&gt;a bakeshop: “Trimonay Bakeshop”. &lt;br /&gt;Salon: “Hair Dot Comb”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3253839616502020034?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3253839616502020034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3253839616502020034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3253839616502020034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3253839616502020034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/06/jokes-jokes-and-more-jokes.html' title='jokes! jokes! AND MORE JOKES!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1364966143289010424</id><published>2008-06-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T02:19:51.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Smart. Think again.</title><content type='html'>Some people think they are smart or even in control of their lives until they come across pitfalls. We are unaware that things happen. Not because we want it to happen. Sometimes, things do happen because of a lapse in judgment or overwhelming feelings or wrong assumptions and the list goes on. Then again, we look back. Regrertting and wishing we could've been SMARTER. We blame ourselves. We despise those who've hurt and wronged us. We try to be stronger. We try to forgive. We try to forget. With the help of the people who sincerely care for us, it's certain we'll put the pieces back together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyyyy...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MY ULTIMATE QUESTION:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;why do i have to be so unhealthy?????&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why me.&lt;br /&gt;why mom.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will pass. Months eating days and you still find youself sulking, thinking of the very moment where and when you had that unbearable feeling of blaming everything just because YOU ARE SO SAD. then there goes your mistakes. "takte galit ako sa mundo.... lahat ng nakikita ko nakakaasar"&lt;--yeah. the hell with these kinds of words pero, honestly nasasabi talaga yan paminsan. It means you've not moved on when you can't go back to the place, when you can't look at the person in the eye, when you think you can never be normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was SMART. I'm wrong. I'm not a better girl than most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay...&lt;br /&gt;so you'd ask me why am i writing these things..&lt;br /&gt;My loving Taeja told me to do so.. Haven't gotten over a huge drawback in my family, specifically with dad's job and here it goes again. in house hospital bills-checkups. I don't blame anybody. I have been given this kind of life and I suck in dealing with it. Funny. I can advise anybody to stay happy and calm. But then in my part, I STUPIDLY CANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid and reckless. I used to be strongly perky or I thought I was. I'm weak, even weaker than an infant. At least a baby can do their fetal position without looking obnoxious. harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to surround me. Cause im in the verge of my infinite fear. To wake up one morning and then *poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah im happy. Ofcourse i am. Finished school with good grades. Had my first and unbelievably foreverish boyfriend who loves me so much. Having the most supportive family. But with the trials and everything... It leaves me so confused. I'm in state of intolerance. I can't close my eyes without living it again. I feel like every car in Slex hates me. They want to side sweep our car so I can just die. Well, I guess that's better so that it ends there, but I cannot do that. I am with my dad, my cousin rian and the nicest housekeeper in the whole wide universe ate fely. MY GOODNESS IM FREAKING OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORST THING IS... &lt;br /&gt;..I'm not, in the slightest, exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godbless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1364966143289010424?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1364966143289010424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1364966143289010424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1364966143289010424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1364966143289010424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/06/thinking-smart-think-again.html' title='Thinking Smart. Think again.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3290608599516355835</id><published>2008-05-21T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:20:57.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/orangeworld.jpg width=350 height=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3290608599516355835?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3290608599516355835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3290608599516355835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3290608599516355835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3290608599516355835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4798478974740879515</id><published>2008-05-12T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T05:09:48.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>una. ^___^</title><content type='html'>hey.. hey.. hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's NEW with my blog???&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahahhahahhahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;well if you're looking now at my upper left pic and will answer it to my cute lil question... i'd probably say YOU'RE CORRECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;cute right?&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhhayyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;IM SOOOOOO OUT OF WORDS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;..flow of consciousness..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alabang, nanay, tatay, me, may 11, lipa, sm, flowers.. flowers..... flowers..... orange.... kilig.. mcdo, mother's day cards for nanay and mama, look, smile, words, hugssssssss &amp; sweet kisses sa counter.... fries, spag, belt, held hands, hayyyyyyy....... gifts, letters, pictures..... THE BOOK.. that stolen kiss (hahaha), walk, touch, stare.... may 12........ hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;una.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;hayyy.&lt;br&gt; SARANGHAE.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4798478974740879515?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4798478974740879515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4798478974740879515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4798478974740879515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4798478974740879515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/05/una.html' title='una. ^___^'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7948325350716823972</id><published>2008-05-09T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T06:03:59.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; We are threatened with suffering from three directions: from our own body, which is doomed to decay and dissolution and which cannot even do without pain and anxiety as warning signals; from the external world, which may rage against us with overwhelming and merciless forces of destruction; and finally from our relations to other men. The suffering which comes from this last source is perhaps more painful than any other.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sigmund Freud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are scary things. yeah.. been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundled up with impulse, a hint of rage, and the sinking feeling that no one would hear you even if you scream your lungs out.. they can be dangerous as well.&lt;br /&gt;It can be set off by the tiniest trigger. A look. A shove. A faint trace of utter indifference. One moment's all it takes and the whole world suddenly stops, ceasing to make sense. Everything's wrong and all is unfair. And all you can do is watch yourself lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all they can do is watch you while you lose it.&lt;br /&gt;but im (we are) not losing it anyway. SO SORRY FOR THOSE PEOPLE WHO'S PRAYING FOR US TO LOSE IT.&lt;br /&gt;bwahehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda indifferent for me to say?&lt;br /&gt;well.. Smallest details resulting into complications because we are all misconstrued. We doubt everything when we're disappointed when people do not even know that there are unsought needs. Listen to REASONS first.. but maybe it's our own mistake too cause we dont want to say the reasons.. because there are just SOME CUTE LITTLE REASONS why we cant say the reasons.. hahaha funny. im getting redundant again.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;(just wanted to revert the feeling. we cant be this too serious enough. it'll make us fart. hahahahah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero you know what? this love i feel....&lt;br /&gt;this love makes me invincible. you know how when you're in love and you feel like you can do anything? yung pakiramdam na kahit anong challenge, kahit anong problema, kahit anong pahirap, kayang kaya mong harapin?&lt;br /&gt;this love makes me &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;you know how when you think about love, then you have this stupid, smug smile on your face na di mo mabura-bura at medyo nahihiya kang humarap sa tao kasi nakangiti kang mag-isa? that feeling that you are so excited to encounter this love over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;this love gives me &lt;b&gt;peace&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it comes with age, maybe it comes with experience, or maybe it comes with this kind of love. i have never been more peaceful in my life.. or at least i have never found myself in this state, that despite being in the midst of chaos, it is easy to go back to my peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....IS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heed my "words".&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayos ba? maybe by now enten would know the reason already why i dont make kwento to what's happening around me lately. kasi nga............. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;basta. hehehe.. reasons nga eh. im one heck of a girl who has tons of reasons. wahehehe.. remember? 'rational being'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehem. sunday. and preparing. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwuah!!! saranghae!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7948325350716823972?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7948325350716823972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7948325350716823972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7948325350716823972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7948325350716823972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-love.html' title='this love..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2005739922225532836</id><published>2008-04-30T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:30:09.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dagat.. the gut. hehehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src=http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/rairai-1.jpg width= 200 height=300&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;overly dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;nahhh.. hehehe.. inspired by rian.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;well it wasnt me in that pic looked sad. &lt;br /&gt;but her story na iniisip ko that time.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;and before you read this post, play this imeem song first.&lt;br /&gt;para you can really feel what i mean. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/W4AQf_mNKg/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/W4AQf_mNKg/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my cute little cousins came from masbate for vacation (hp, rp and albus) with their dad tito glen.. they came here in manila because tito glen had to attend their annual physician convention.. kaya yun. double purpose. hehehe.. good thing they came... cause my dad is going to seoul so.. im all left alone. hihi.. i wont be coming with him. (yes you heard it right. hehehe) might as well stay here.. &lt;br /&gt;..near taeja. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the places me and the rest of the family have gone before the whole batangas invasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- manila zoo (their albino boa contrictor has gotten bigger yikes!)&lt;br /&gt;- MOA (seaside!! seaside!! whiiiiiiiii..)&lt;br /&gt;- bubba gump (*bisaya mode* nami kag iyang lobster! hahaha..)&lt;--tama ba language?&lt;br /&gt;- ATC (churros!! lurve!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day.. doon.&lt;br /&gt;hayyyy... actually it was like a despidida party for me and my dad. im going to really miss him like crazy. iba kasi talaga pag ibang planeta/bansa na ang pinag uusapan.. though we dont see each other much at our regular days, i wont miss him this much. promise iba talaga ang feeling. kaya ayoko at hindi na ko sumama eh.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;you probably know what im talking about. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm what else? ahh! rian's thingy. yes.. she's gotten a whole lot of trauma when it comes to the love department. who doesnt?(ui nagfeeling si raize.. as if marami na alam. hahaha) hmmm and dahil nag bonfire kami nung gabi..... here is what i told them. These practically applies to all those people who are going through difficult matters in their hearts.. actually pati si kuya mark nakinig saken. hahaha.. (feelingera talagang expert tong si raize. as if naka sampung bf na. hehehe ehem. c taeja lng noh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said all that, and having heard rian's, kuya mark's and kuya michael's (yeah christian!! pati kuya mo!! hahaha) most saddening break-up stories these past few days, i tried to reconstruct a few of the things i've read and learned in life, and love, and tried to helped kuya michael,kuya mark and rian's broken hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST. kapag brokenhearted ka, no advice said to you will make you feel better. none. as in. wala. kahit ano, walang effect. kapag brokenhearted ka, the only thing that &lt;i&gt;you think&lt;/i&gt; will make you feel better is if the one you love will say they love you too. but they won’t. (in some cases, they wont ever, but in some, they wont just for this point in time.) hugs will comfort you, concerned texts will make you smile, but no amount of advice will make you feel better.. unless! unless you decide to &lt;i&gt;let it&lt;/i&gt; make you feel better. don’t be pressured to follow everyone’s advice though. kanya-kanya lang yan. of the one hundred cliché lines thrown at you at an attempt to make you feel better, most will not make you feel better (in fact, some will make you feel worse), but there will be a few major lines (not necessarily given by those closest to you) that will speak to you and touch your heart and soothe your soul. those pieces of advice, you hold on to. ive explained them na what im telling them is not an advice.. hahaha.. funny. cause what im saying is an advice not to listen to advices. hehehehe.. magulo b? joker lng talaga ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;--&gt;ang ending pagkatapos ko sabihin ito?? TUMAWA SILA. ^___^&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND. on prayer. a broken heart will wake up some days so unbelievably hopeless and wanting to just stay in bed all day.(yeah.. i had that already. naalala mo taeja? hehehe) some will even go all out in saying they want to die (but of course you don’t really want to die, right?) a broken heart will wake up some days feeling somewhat rested and peaceful, but with a slight fear that they might encounter something that day that will bring back all the pain. whatever mood the broken heart wakes up in, one thing remains. it’s a broken heart. and this may sound cheesy or false to some, but there is only one thing that can heal all things broken. our Lord and personal savior, GOD. when your heart is peaceful, give thanks. when your heart is troubled, still give thanks and ask for deliverance. when your heart is shattered into a million pieces, still give thanks, and ask that you may learn whatever life lesson it is that He wants you to learn. in both high and low, give thanks, because it is one of the surest things in life that God only works for the good of those who love Him. pray.. i even recalled them how many times i prayed when i felt like i lost my first and only love.. i told them how many angels and saints i called para matauhan kaming  dalawa ni taeja na wag bumitaw.. na all it takes is just a little patience to wake up one day realizing na this love is all worth risking for. no matter how many people are requiring or luring you to break up and come to them. mapa-kamukha pa kako ni christian bautista or some korean star or kapatid o anak ng kilalang tao or nuknukan ng lakas ng kapit sa dulo ng daliri mo abot hanggang cutix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;--&gt;ang ending ulet? tawa na naman sila. with the retort: "talaga raize? huwehhh di nga? hahahha idol!!" ^^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST. on moving on. dont be pressured! for some it takes weeks. for some, months. for some, years! of course no one likes the pain that a broken heart brings. (its pain like no other! araaay talaga grabe!) but.. you have to go through it. there is no short cut, there is no other way. go through it.. go and let it out. cry before you sleep, cry when you wake up, cry in the bathroom, cry to your friends. lock yourself in the room, stay in bed all day, dont talk to anyone for hours, make senti all you want... do it all. dont let anybody stop you. (but don’t let it get in the way of school or work or the things you have to do either! okay?? okay. ^^) feel all those yucky, disgusting, heart-shattering feelings, curl it all up into this unbelievably sad ball, and one day, when you are ready, throw it out the window. it will happen for you. i know you feel it wont that the day you will be all okay will never come, but it will. have faith, &lt;i&gt;it will&lt;/i&gt;. then kuya mark said.. "eh raize di ka pa naman nakipagbreak kay christian ever ah!! break niyo ata 20 minutes lang eh!! rian wag ka na makinig dyan!! hahahaha.. tas binato ko c kuya buhangin.. tas nagkabatuhan na.. then i ran, rian ran pati si kuya mark sa dagat. ayun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;--&gt; ang ending ulet? SUPER TAWAAAANAN. hahahaha!! =D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me stop at this third point baka kasi ang haba na ng post kong ito and end by saying that ALL IT TAKES IS A BREATHER. and actually ang pinakapunto ng mga sinabi ko sa kanila ay yung TAWA at yung fact na TUMAWA KAMI SA DULO NG MGA ADVICES KO.&lt;br /&gt;..the answer to all of those feelings of hopelessness and worthlessness that several, thousands and millions of others around us that might be feeling right now is &lt;B&gt;A SMILE.&lt;/B&gt; yeah ive also been there. eventhough ive only experienced a relationship once(which is now "patatag ng patatag-wala ng makakabangga hehehe apir taeja!) being heartbroken sucks. it really does. but hey.. nobody said that it would be easy, but nobody said that you have to do it alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. all this and more is what i can share with you guys today who read my blog with pure sincerity from the bottom of my happy heart! ui mind you!! lapit na ang 12th!! yehhhhhheyyyyyyyy!!!!!! hihihi.. *hug* ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2005739922225532836?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2005739922225532836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2005739922225532836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2005739922225532836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2005739922225532836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/dagat-gut-hehehe.html' title='dagat.. the gut. hehehe..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6233972713184330374</id><published>2008-04-26T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:08:51.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my moonstar 88 palpak rendition.</title><content type='html'>heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the title says it so.&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to hear what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;listen and laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;this is how fever gets me high.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahahahahhahaha............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;browse this pages. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; http://h1.ripway.com/raize/REC004.WAV&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; http://h1.ripway.com/raize/REC005.WAV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6233972713184330374?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6233972713184330374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6233972713184330374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6233972713184330374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6233972713184330374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/moonstar-88-palpak-rendition.html' title='my moonstar 88 palpak rendition.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8137111541588764898</id><published>2008-04-23T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T03:54:42.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feverish raize.</title><content type='html'>wahhhhhhhhh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;global warming. (init lalamig. malamig iinit. kawawang earth.)&lt;br /&gt;yeah rain!! (naexcite sa ulan kaya ayan. pag naeecite talaga nagkakatopak eh.) &lt;br /&gt;not enough rice. (hmmmm extra rice raize? raize rice?)&lt;br /&gt;one wisdom tooth sprung on my last left molar. (ganto talaga pag batang lumalaki....)&lt;br /&gt;banging headache. (yeah. rockstar headache.)&lt;br /&gt;sipon. (ingnan mo ngongo na ango niba?)&lt;br /&gt;wasnt awaken by my cp's beep. takte. (wuhuhuhuhu nagmana na ata talaga ako kay taeja sa pagkasobrang sarap-malaway laway at mamuta mutang tulog nyahahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aray ko. ansakit tumawa. throbbing headache talaga. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;ano? nakakamiss na cya!!! ako namimiss na rin nya!! hahahahahahahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;punta na ako batangas para makapagpastol sa sm! &lt;br /&gt;"Brother Christian! Brother Christian! ako po yung naliligaw na tupa.. can you guide me home? sama ka." wuhahahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. orange church nga ang caleruega. wala ako masabe. fate talaga.&lt;br /&gt;match made in heaven. hihihi.. ako yung devil. antlers ang sungay ko. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;dito natin isasabit ang mga labahin. sa sanga sangang sungay ni ms. raize mILLA valerio. hehehe biro lang.... di papayag ang isa dyan na ako ay isang demonyo. for sure. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i wasnt able to go online. because i was uptightened by the rain. ^^ hihi..&lt;br /&gt;sinubukan ko lang ulet magpa ulan ng gabi. may naalala kasi ako. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;tapos ayan na. ayan na! swoooossshhh.. parang si uchiha lang sa pagkabilis dumapo ang sakit. tas sumabay pa tong si wisdom tooth. nagkasabay sabay na. tapos tapos hayyyyyyyyy............ kakamiss ka talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU. &lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;missin' you.&lt;br /&gt;totally missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Q: oist rai.. sino si you?&lt;br /&gt;A: edi si HIM..&lt;br /&gt;(wuhahahah..)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. nasabi ko na ba na MISS ko cya?&lt;br /&gt;di pa ata eh. hehehehe.. uber redundant.&lt;br /&gt;pictures nya tunaw na tunaw na. pano ba yan. mga teddy bears madudumi na ulit sa sobrang yakap at haplos.( oo dinala ko rin sila dito. di pwedeng hindi.)tas may libreng laway na sila at sipon. hahaha kawawang mga oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heto ang tanong. gano na kaya kakintab yung college pin ko?&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehehhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah basta. saranghae!!&lt;br /&gt;bow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8137111541588764898?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8137111541588764898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8137111541588764898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8137111541588764898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8137111541588764898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/feverish-raize.html' title='feverish raize.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4276527679018756107</id><published>2008-04-18T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:13:38.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday ramblings</title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;rian just got back from the province.. and i, from my slightest ordeal got a whole lot of pressure to go to her house. hahaha.. cause it's too far for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;not that it's my idea not to really go there. i would really love to go and bond with her and her kikay cousin raelene. so rian...... if you are reading this.. hahahaha... give me pang-commute!! whahahaahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;ive realized something yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i cried a lot of times.. i cry for the lamest reasons.. i cry even for just a simple thing. what more for someone like us who undergoes this kind of challenge. right Christian? hehehe.. pero good thing i managed to adjust half-completely now(is there such a word? haha) kasi.. if i still do mourn over it, probably i'll just add an insult to a supportive injury. get what i mean? hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Just like how people still cant get over a huge drawback for something stupid they have done in the past. recklessness is the word for it and standing up from where they have been is the most wonderful thing they can do. But for me.. i dont have to feel weak. i dont have to feel sad. cause i dont have an insurmountable problem to hold on to like what tatay said. The thing is........ we're just TOTALLY INLOVE. beyond any borders i can imagine. Kaya ako nagkakaganito. And the whole point of this is that i just need to remember na we are making this period of our lives a self-righteous practice for a pre-made future we have planned. hehehehhe... apir taeja!! &lt;br /&gt;hehe thanks to our Super father dear who always supports my drama moments whenever i txt him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odba? odba?&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyyyyyyyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE's A BEACH!!&lt;br /&gt;punong puno ng alon, shores, isda, galunggong at... hotbabes!! wahahahaaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saranghae taeja..... hope i make you smile by reading this.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah bukas!!!!!!! yes!! mwuah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4276527679018756107?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4276527679018756107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4276527679018756107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4276527679018756107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4276527679018756107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-ramblings.html' title='saturday ramblings'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7056269130015873385</id><published>2008-04-13T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:47:48.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy happy..</title><content type='html'>want me and taeja to cheer up so i embedded a new song here in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ost cya from iswak.. heheheh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... keuriwoheyo taeja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to post here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe for a week i can tell more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;listening to chico and delamar on rx radio is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;i even read their hilarious morning top ten. here, let me share it to you..&lt;br /&gt;crack a smile! hehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Top Ten Translations of Movie Titles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1.  “Dead Man’s Chest” = “Dodo ng Patay”&lt;br /&gt;   2.  “Never Been Kissed” = “Pangit Kasi”&lt;br /&gt;   3.  “Lord of the Rings” = “Panginoon Pawnshop”&lt;br /&gt;   4.  “8 mm.” = “Ang Sa Asawa Ko”&lt;br /&gt;   5.  “There’s Something About Mary” = “May Tulo Si Maria”&lt;br /&gt;   6.  “The Constant Gardener” = “Ang Kabit Ni Ma’am”&lt;br /&gt;   7.  “Memoirs of a Geisha” = “Naalala Niyang Gay Siya”&lt;br /&gt;   8.  “Romeo &amp; Juliet” = “Si Romeo, Kapag Gabi, Juliet”&lt;br /&gt;   9.  “Close Encounters Of The Third Kind” = “Natikman Na Ng Bading”&lt;br /&gt;  10.  “Elf” = “Ang Pangulo”&lt;br /&gt;  11.  “Big Fish” = “Tilapia ni Trining”&lt;br /&gt;  12.  “Reality Bites” = “Pag Pangit, Pangit!”&lt;br /&gt;  13.  “Lord of the Flies” = “Tae”&lt;br /&gt;  14.  “The Assasination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford” = “Tinira ni Bobby si Jesse sa Likod”&lt;br /&gt;  15.  “Scream” = “Sorbetes”&lt;br /&gt;  16.  “There Will Be Blood” = “Mens”&lt;br /&gt;  17.  “Ants in the Pants” = “Itlog na Matamis”&lt;br /&gt;  18.  “A Walk To Remember” = “Ang Naglalakad ng Matulin, sa C.R. may Pasasabugin”&lt;br /&gt;  19.  “The Next Best Thing” = “Kamay”&lt;br /&gt;  20.  ”Die Hard” = “Namatay ng Matigas”&lt;br /&gt;  21.  “How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days” = “Huwag Maghugas”&lt;br /&gt;  22.  “Kunin mo ang Ulo ni Magtanggol” = “Hey Maggie, Give Me Head”&lt;br /&gt;  23.  “Bring It On” = “Ipasok Mo Na”&lt;br /&gt;  24.  “The Hunchback of Notre Dame” = “Bukol, Yan Ang Itawag Mo Sa Akin”&lt;br /&gt;  25.  “The Thin Red Line” = “Ang Maselang Bahagi ng Babae”&lt;br /&gt;  26.  “A Few Good Men” = “Puro Bading, Puro Bading!”&lt;br /&gt;  27.  “Chocolat” = “Chocnut”&lt;br /&gt;  28.  “Forces of Nature” = “Pala-utot”&lt;br /&gt;  29.  “Monster’s Ball” = “Ang Nag-iisang Betlog Ni Koya”&lt;br /&gt;  30.  “The Fast and the Furious” = “Si Mister at si Misis”&lt;br /&gt;  31.  “The Sound of Music” = “Ang Tunog Ng Puwet Ko”&lt;br /&gt;  32.  “I Know What You Did Last Summer” = “Nagpatuli Ka Noh?”&lt;br /&gt;  33.  “Borat” = “Manoy”&lt;br /&gt;  34.  “Haba Babadoo, Puti Putipoo” = “Long Chindoo, White Whitedoo”&lt;br /&gt;  35.  “That Thing You Do” = “Kwan-in Mo Uli Ako!”&lt;br /&gt;  36.  “Tanging Yaman” = “National Treasure”&lt;br /&gt;  37.  “Cloverfield” = “Chichirya sa Palayan”&lt;br /&gt;  38.  “Lost in Translation” = “Uhm…”&lt;br /&gt;  39.  “Darna” = “Ordinary Woman Who Swallows a Stone and Shouts Her Name Sideways to Become a Superheroine”&lt;br /&gt;  40. “Notes on A Scandal” = “Nakaka-Iskandalong Nota”&lt;br /&gt;  41.  “Annie Hall” = “Butas ni Annie”&lt;br /&gt;  42.  “Scent of a Woman” = “Patis”&lt;br /&gt;  43. “Kill Bill” = “Isang Kilong Bilbil”&lt;br /&gt;  44.  “Brokeback Mountain” = “May Nabiyak na Kung Ano sa Likod ng Bundok Tralala”&lt;br /&gt;  45.  “Failure to Launch” - “Ayaw Tumigas”&lt;br /&gt;  46. “Halimaw sa Banga” = “Oscar the Grouch”&lt;br /&gt;  47.  “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl” = “Ang mga DVD ng Quiapo: Ang Sumpa ng Itim na Kulangot”&lt;br /&gt;  48.  “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” = “Tinrangkaso Matapos Mangitlog”&lt;br /&gt;  49.  “Little Miss Sunshine” = “Anak Araw”&lt;br /&gt;  50.  “The Hottie and the Nottie” = “Chico and Delamar”&lt;br /&gt;  51.  “The Last Samurai = “Ang Huling Siomai”&lt;br /&gt;  52.  “Sleepless In Seattle” = “Di Makatulog sa FX”&lt;br /&gt;  53.  “Beauty and the Beast” = “Ako at Ikaw”&lt;br /&gt;  54.  “Juno” = “Alam Mo Na?”&lt;br /&gt;  55.  “10,000 B.C.” = “Birthday ni Madam Auring”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7056269130015873385?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7056269130015873385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7056269130015873385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7056269130015873385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7056269130015873385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-happy-happy.html' title='happy happy happy..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-9162471806265197668</id><published>2008-04-12T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:45:28.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we will be.</title><content type='html'>still need US to rewrite your story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;your worthless grandiose illusions wont certainly falter us.&lt;br /&gt;hayhayhay..... hihihi apir taeja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and taeja's eventful summer vacation last week was a a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ps2+ fruitshakes+ korean movie marathon+ river keeps a tree (hahaha)+ siestas+ midnight snacks+ smiling with lola+ chat with tita+ walk around the village+ attending mass+ buying groceries+ doing laundry+ washing the dishes+ laughing+ screaming+ dancing+ singing+ literally everything!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder why we are so fulfilled on our 11th.&lt;br /&gt;cant replace it with anything else in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;CANT LIVE WITHOUT THE THOUGHT OF HIM ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;and he does as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BOTTOMLINE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our prayers has spoken.&lt;br /&gt;will for forever shall move us.&lt;br /&gt;Love prevails.&lt;br /&gt;God and Our Mother within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-9162471806265197668?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/9162471806265197668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=9162471806265197668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9162471806265197668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9162471806265197668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-will-be.html' title='we will be.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-9087930791064820312</id><published>2008-03-26T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:30:19.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excerpts from my pocket diary. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/raize-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love that you get cold when it is 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle in your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's the 300th day. When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't express every feeling that you have every moment that you have them.&lt;br /&gt;So..... there. ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; ..hehe. parang kasalan na!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-9087930791064820312?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/9087930791064820312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=9087930791064820312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9087930791064820312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9087930791064820312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/03/excerpts-from-my-pocket-diary.html' title='excerpts from my pocket diary. ^^'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6524341691195113961</id><published>2008-03-19T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T07:53:18.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'the starting line' in my summer songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;nothing's gonna stop us now"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fiaCb6BOKr/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fiaCb6BOKr/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;drama summer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HqrE8F79sy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HqrE8F79sy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;island&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/h3nTXFBJiP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/h3nTXFBJiP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6524341691195113961?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6524341691195113961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6524341691195113961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6524341691195113961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6524341691195113961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/03/starting-line-in-my-summer-songs.html' title='&apos;the starting line&apos; in my summer songs'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7867109649634472153</id><published>2008-03-09T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:43:41.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian's Raize</title><content type='html'>one word. &lt;font size=4&gt; SWEET. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Raize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowering sunshine on 8 of December&lt;br /&gt;A child born with God’s care,&lt;br /&gt;Immaculate spirit within her,&lt;br /&gt;A name of salvation given to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love for life attached to them&lt;br /&gt;To those with a pure heart who heed for her&lt;br /&gt;Faith implanted on every hearts&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the inaccessible limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being-for-Others, as Jesus expressed,&lt;br /&gt;And the teaching of her parents she inherited.&lt;br /&gt;A source of laughter and joy for the lonely,&lt;br /&gt;A “FRIEND” to those who wants home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfless compassion plainly perceive&lt;br /&gt;As time clicks life away, as she gives hay,&lt;br /&gt;A receptive stance for knowledge known&lt;br /&gt;Amalgamation to most excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Raize” as complement of raise,&lt;br /&gt;But the virtue of humility always on her feet.&lt;br /&gt;To lay a hand on to those in necessitate.&lt;br /&gt;An act and live of FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of Christmas Island, the ad infinitum&lt;br /&gt;Wherever there are twelve present stars scintillating afar.&lt;br /&gt;Below them is a young lady&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Raize Milla Valerio…(^_^)~\m/ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; hhhhayyyy..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by him for my grad yearbook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7867109649634472153?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7867109649634472153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7867109649634472153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7867109649634472153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7867109649634472153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/03/christians-raize.html' title='Christian&apos;s Raize'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8649860453730086669</id><published>2008-03-04T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:56:43.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help me see me.</title><content type='html'>I used to reach inside myself and come up empty and I tried looking back a lot of times trying to figure out what went wrong with my life. It seems like all the things I have said and done, came up to nothing everytime i think of the wrong behaviors ive been doing recently, specifically to you.. the one i love most. It's hard knowing that i can do that. That i actually did it. And even if i figured it all out and started to sink the answers i need to be good, still i always make it all wrong for you. It is tough.. really tough. Even i cant understand myself now. &lt;b&gt;All i want is to love you.&lt;/b&gt; But i dont want to stay like this, and throw my temper everyday on you. I want to be changed. And &lt;B&gt;NO&lt;/B&gt;, it's not because of you why i started acting like this. I just have a whole lot of trouble going on in my mind and you, being the nearest person to me, ang nabubuhusan ng galit that i dont intend to do at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that after all this, everything would turn out a whole lot better. HE has a way of making things right. I have not been a very good daughter and a follower but I was still given another chance to make it up to the things-individuals I have neglecting to do, specially to you. I am not used to what is happening in my life right now and i dont want the feeling that I am starting to get the hang of it that im becoming almost evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, i expect that I will love more, be better, trust more than I have trusted before and pray more. And hoping that at the end of it all, you'll be STILL standing there waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to say sorry anymore.. given that i had a lot to say sorry for..&lt;br /&gt;But thank you. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making things fall on their rightful place even if i cant do it properly now.. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for &lt;u&gt;understanding&lt;/u&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for reminding me that LOVE is what life is for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of that LOVE i have for YOU, and the LOVE you have for ME.. i am certainly dignified to correct it all. I know it'll be painful. But i have to sacrifice and repay for the things ive done. And i want you to help me.&lt;br /&gt;Help me see me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8649860453730086669?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8649860453730086669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8649860453730086669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8649860453730086669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8649860453730086669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/03/help-me-see-me.html' title='help me see me.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1871236084506041557</id><published>2008-02-29T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:09:42.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fate in the Interfaith Rally</title><content type='html'>"Manong, ayala po."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was part of it.&lt;br /&gt;02.29.08 was one of those days which i have encountered such a massive, hopeful, in-pain crowd on to which who cries the same melody.. circles of discernment and truth centers which calls for reform was ringing through my head up until now.&lt;br /&gt;I for one, also have some issues which needs such deliberate improvement.. but nonetheless, quoting from someone i know who pushed my wits to open my self-centered senses, "you have more gifts than you could imagine. there are more people out there who have tons of problems to attend to. but they wont QUIT. THAT. EASILY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never a mob crowd. It was my first time to witness and be with such an experience. So im grateful for the opportunity our college wanted me to accomplish, for our school's year ender university paper. So as a first timer, i took in charge of whatever i'l put myself into. I got all my tools. pen. paper. cam. i was ready.&lt;br /&gt;But when i  got there...&lt;br /&gt;.. i never needed any of those after all. All i needed was myself, with my loyalty to be a a TRUE BLOODED FILIPINO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw different walks of people. From the wealthy makati business men to the less-fortunate tondo dwellers, to the 82 year-old man i was seated next into just to peek on who's the next band to perform on paseo de roxas, to the 5 year-old-kid i spared my candy to. The experience was definitely a hit. It struck me bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has often been said that perhaps the biggest crisis facing our country today is one of hopelessness.. of disempowerment, distrust and disengagement. But going there and joining that interfaith rally, i realized that we can begin overcoming this huge problem by starting with ourselves and yet better, by coming together as various sectors of our country and as one nation, by offering ourselves for analysis and reflection and by discussing concrete options and models of engaged citizenship in our specific fields in a united and peaceful rally. Take for example, me. Well yeah, i do care. I watched Jun Lozada's trial on tv and exchange political thoughts with my equally opinionated uncles.. But honestly I wont have the interest to go to rallies like this one if i wasnt been told to. But mounting  myself through a lot of those actions, words and prayers.. i can truthfully say that by joining such an activity will make you more a humane Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ibon man may layang lumipad....... MAKITA KANG SAKDAL LAYA."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was through. And i, as Raize Valerio, walked with a smile on my face with my thousands of comrades singing the same song, like an lss triggered people. "makita kang sakdal laya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Bottomline:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the courage to join.&lt;br /&gt;In this way we participate in the mission to give hope to our country, especially for the youth like ourselves. As Pope Benedict XVI has said, “our hope is always essentially also hope for others.. what can I do in order that others may be saved and that for them the star of hope may rise?”&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, like a nation such as our country who needs a government it deserves.. let the youth like OURSELVES be the change we want to SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Full article written by me is on the university paper. soon to be read.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1871236084506041557?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1871236084506041557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1871236084506041557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1871236084506041557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1871236084506041557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/02/fate-in-interfaith-rally.html' title='The Fate in the Interfaith Rally'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2730341743666932791</id><published>2008-02-12T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:19:55.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th and caleruega</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size= 5&gt;happyyyyyyyyy nuebe!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; caleruega escapade! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..stories will be told next time.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. i owe you lotsa kwento!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2730341743666932791?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2730341743666932791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2730341743666932791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2730341743666932791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2730341743666932791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/02/happyyyyyyyyy-nuebe-caleruega-escapade.html' title='9th and caleruega'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8722889855253635297</id><published>2008-01-27T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T19:37:36.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiring.</title><content type='html'>im feeling so inspired today.. must be the overwhelming love i feel.. =)&lt;br /&gt;everything is just so wonderful.. from the music i hear inside the fx to the hoards of paper piles to do. even the toxicology test this morning was cute for me. hehehe.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had a roadtrip. me and taeja. sm fairview. haha..&lt;br /&gt;then when we had our lunch at tokyo tokyo, fate was with us again. hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? ah! so as what this post's title suggest........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;here. just wanna share the 'inspiring' things ive been raging about..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.pbase.com/u25/uteh/medium/40727557.caleruega01.jpg" width=200 height=250&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet the calaruega church. nasugba batangas. ^_^.. after 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2219/1804977772_bad9e6192c.jpg?v=0" width= 200 height=250&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two terminally ill men escape from a cancer ward and head off on a road trip with a wish list of to-dos before they die. such an inspiring movie. uber!! hehehe pagkapanood ko pa lang ng trailer naakit na ako. "finding the JOY in your life" coming to theaters soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/usyqABaASQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/usyqABaASQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music..music..MUSIC!!! a new song from yellowcard. hihih lalang.. naiisip ko itong song na toh, bagay for me for the next 5 to 6 years. first heard it last jan 3. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.treehouseproduction.multiply.com/logo/1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the treehouse productions. oh my gosh when i heard of this i cant just stop admire loving hale more. ambaet talaga ng hale.. heheh.. they collaborated with the other musicians including rivermaya, hilera and mayo and more.. they've just started. it's like playing music for a cause.. hay ang galing. hehehe.. please do visit!! www.treehouseproductions.multiply.com &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else..&lt;br /&gt;ayun! ahahahaha!! MASARAP ANG &lt;b&gt;CREAMCHEESE SA GONUTS DONUTS!&lt;/b&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;saranghae!! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8722889855253635297?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8722889855253635297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8722889855253635297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8722889855253635297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8722889855253635297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/01/inspiring.html' title='inspiring.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-572382944320390516</id><published>2008-01-16T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:05:19.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COWARDS.</title><content type='html'>ok.. enough is enough. i have to write this thing down already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tough when you get stabbed in the back. Especially if you didn’t expect it (which is the very essence of backstabbing, because if you did know about it, then it would be frontstabbing, right?) it’s a disconcerting feeling.. It’s extra insidious, because when you see them, they’re all smiling and warm and friendly, then the moment you turn your back, you’re talked about, you’re made fun of, and you’re minced meat. And the ones who do it best, are usually the LAST people you would expect to plant hundreds of tiny daggers in your back. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never attack you upfront. The cutting down happens in small increments, little by little, one passing “harmless” comment about you after another. The character assassination is never done in an obvious manner, they’re too clever for that. They poison the minds of others to hate you in such minute doses that the hapless brainwashers actually think that they have arrived at this conclusion on their own, with no prodding from anyone else. It’s like putting half a drop of arsenic everyday in someone’s coffee.. toxic, AT SOBRANG nakakalason. They’ll never know what hit them. Here’s a tip: if someone is talking trash to you about other people, TRUST ME, you’re not exempt from this. They talk about you to other people, the way they talk to you about others. Don’t let anyone dictate to you, who to like and who to loathe. This is the conclusion they arrived at. I’m not even saying they’re wrong or right, everything happens for a reason! But make your own conclusions about people, based on your own experiences! What may apply to one person doesn’t necessarily apply to everyone else. If their relationship was permanently marred by whatever conflict, most likely, you probably had nothing to do with it. So, how do you know when people are saying things behind your back? When you enter a room and everyone suddenly goes quiet, like there was a vocal brownout. When the same people are extra, EXTRA friendly and solicitous to you after the incident (it’s called “guilt” or “spin control” or my favorite, “covering your ass”). When people who used to be cool with you are suddenly aloof, or wouldn’t talk to you in view of the others. When you hear people mouth sentiments that are obviously not their own, but they betray the fact that they picked it up from somewhere (or someone) else.... sounds familiar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are extra curious about your personal life, as if to confirm a rumor they heard passed around. When they ask you questions, as if fishing for an answer that would display a lack in either intellect, discriminating taste, or good judgment. And when they find one, they feast on it, like a school of lampreys, ripping at the rotting flesh of their prey. When people you hardly know have such an allergic reaction to you, as if the mere mention of your name sends them goosebumps, to get the awful taste out. And most delicious of all, when someone actually rats on them, and recounts to you the nasty things that they’ve been saying about you, word for vicious word. So busted, so wicked.. But like I said, I don’t discount the chance that what these people say are accurate to a degree. Maybe they’re right, but maybe they’re wrong too. My beef is, they don’t give others a chance to discover their own feelings about people, because they are “fed” how to feel about them. As if the worst thing you can do is to like the people they have decided to communally hate. But to be fair, there is a veeeeeeery fine line between merely stating an honest opinion about others (which is everyone’s right) and all-out campaigning against them. Who is to say which is which? Only God can be the judge of our hearts’ truest intentions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not here to finger specific criminals, I just want to discuss the crime. We have all been guilty of this at one point or another. Just because I write about it, doesn’t mean I’m comfy on my high horse, faultless of the follies I have written about. But the hope is, when you feel the sting of how it is to be on the receiving end, you remind yourself that once, you were the aggressor too, and that therefore it’s imperative you refrain from indulging in the urge again, the next time you feel the itch to tear somebody down. I guarantee you won’t be a happy camper if the same is done to you. That’s why I admire people who hear whatever others have to say, but who can filter all the information with an objective sieve, and reserve for themselves the right to deliver the final verdict. They’re not sheep in a flock, or germs in an infection. They wield something that sadly, very few exercise these days.. AN independent thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line:&lt;br /&gt;..here goes my applause for the THINGS that you all did, and for ALL the names that you USED. hope you're ALL happy doing it, may you ALL continue to bless ME and HIM wonderful stuffs to "appreciate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot of it. and he did too.&lt;br /&gt;SO ENOUGH FROM ALL OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;backstabbers: cowards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-572382944320390516?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/572382944320390516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=572382944320390516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/572382944320390516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/572382944320390516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/01/cowards.html' title='COWARDS.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-9121546146642363052</id><published>2008-01-16T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:00:34.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew!!!</title><content type='html'>wow.. another year has begun.&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot that i learned and tons to be remembered by.. hehehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, last year was one of the &lt;b&gt;most unforgettable year i had.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running through its' course was like riding on some gigantic fishtail then you squeeze all your air in without you knowing where and what's gonna happen next. so much adventure.. right? Spells F-U-N and dreaded heartpumping expectations. First of all, im so alive!! secondly.. Living has never been this so lovable eversince. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya..&lt;br /&gt;...THANK GOD for all of these!!&lt;br /&gt;here's what i wrote on the first piece of paper ive seen in my room last jan 2 after *heheheheheheh..* mwuah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/rai3.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-9121546146642363052?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/9121546146642363052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=9121546146642363052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9121546146642363052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/9121546146642363052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2008/01/whew.html' title='whew!!!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1416685478407204292</id><published>2007-12-24T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T07:37:23.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>carol of my bells. ehem.</title><content type='html'>..and ehem. carol of the bells. wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont want to be taken as a snob or anything much worse, but i started to hate those annoying carollers. I really think there should be a minimum number of members and not go as solo artists then fall in line and play the same song over and over. if they have to pay royalties for the Noche Buena Song (Kaysigla ng gabi ang lahat ay kaysaya..), the composer will be richer than Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on, Philippines? Royalties? Im just making an exaggerated point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be those cute charming kids (ehem ehem ehem. i hope you got the point mga kab-batch kong carollers), who had dynamics when singing, their tambourines on beat and when they start to sing, the serenity of the holiday nights calms down your everything. you get to listen, ponder, feel sad if youre manic depressive and pay as low as 1 peso to 5 for each group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you live in an area where kids do not seriously have an idea what theyre doing, all dressed in black with their emo hairs, not wearing slippers, and after giving them three pesos (kahit duo lang sila na sobrang out of tune), you will get embarassed by hearing Thank you, thank you, amBABARAT ninyo thank you, and they start to run, cussing. Its like trick or treating 9 days before christmas. O_o The fact that theyre just shouting like kids with ADHD throwing christmas tantrums or whatever you call it, THEY STILL WANNA GET PAID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago, ive gathered all my 25cents and pisos, thinking... may use din pala to pagkatapos ng isang buong taon. and i thought aabot sha ng 24. pero my god, i dont know if they have this station or headquarters where they all meet up and tell everyone, "puntahan nyo to, hindi to nanghihingi ng tawad" (that.. didnt actually sound right.) so for just one night, i guess i ran out of coins. and the others... are not even thankful or happy. what the hell is happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in sa mga simba(if you know what im talking about), hindi nabubuo ang isang misa ng walang riot sa dulo. again, teens dressed in black, with their sticky hairs, short short shorts, and they actually come in PACKS. wahahahahah.. hindi naman sa tinitira ko ang mga emo teens noh.. (well, i myself is a self-admitted emo, pero not to the point in sacred nativity i'll do all stuff an emo person do.) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIVERT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chanting "im a christmas person, im a christmas person."*&lt;br /&gt;hayyyiiii.. *kilig mode* i got something for christmas. a GIFT that i actually never. dared. to. imagine. dati. a thing that's more than a thing. and secondly, have you ever thought crying infront of someone a guy loves was the next best sweetest thing he could ever do? another unforgetable mcdo branch. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;-and it's something extremely FATEful. and i really mean FATE. hayyy saranghae.-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;..happy christmas everyone.. apir! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1416685478407204292?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1416685478407204292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1416685478407204292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1416685478407204292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1416685478407204292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/12/carol-of-my-bells-ehem.html' title='carol of my bells. ehem.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-748570985483206335</id><published>2007-12-12T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:44:06.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang aking disyembre.</title><content type='html'>why don't you give love not only on christmas day, but instead, everyday?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it comes with the cold air, i don't know, but don't you find that people are generally nicer, more positive, and more generous during december? baka less init ulo kasi less din ang init ng panahon. hehehehe.. and more ang mga taong nag-huhug!!!! wahahaha.. enough said. apir. ^__^ kaya tama na ang lungkot at pagpapakesenti kung may nang-iwan o may nang-away o may FRUSTRATION or may problema kang ikaw lang ang nakakaalam at wala ka ng ibang ginawa kundi MAG-PARINIG through silent actions and MAGPAPANSIN through implied words. (hahahahah i abhor jealous people. matamaan ka.)&lt;br /&gt;lapit na ang christmas at 2008, for heaven's sake.. MOVE ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reason, mas MASASAYA talaga ang mga tao pag december unlike any other month. in my case, december 25 is not the only date im waiting but ofcourse ang aking makabagbag damdaming birthday. and AGAIN, in my case.. hihihih (here comes the fun part) hindi na rin lang christmas and birthday ang aking aabangan. but ang bday ni super nanay. birthday ni crispy pata kasama si super father. birthday ni makino. at ang 7th birthday ni taeja at ni goong. wahihihihih.. ay!! plus pala ang most awaited misa de gallo ko, niya and ni God the father. hehehehe.. yehey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tapos na ang birthday ni nanay cool (hehehehhe.. magkamukha talaga promise.)&lt;br /&gt;-tapos na rin ang birthday ko (haaayyyyyyyyy. sweet. ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;-tapos na rin ang birthday ni taeja at ni goong (waheeeeeee!! happy 7th!! 12am onwards and 12/12. sobraaaaaaanng unforgettable. hahahaahahahaha takaw mode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's left? birthday ni makino and birthday niya. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. ano kaya mangyayari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of my self-acclaimed excited mode.&lt;br /&gt;time to reflect naman.. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lapit na ang christmas.&lt;br /&gt;we looove making those we love happy during christmas time, and i know a lot of people who want to make our less fortunate brothers and sisters happy as well, but just do not know how to go about it. here are my few suggestions and i hope magawa ko ulet.. hehehe. or whatever that means. nga pala, thanks to bianca.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;feed the kids!&lt;/b&gt; kung nakasakay kayo sa sarili ninyong kotse papuntang school o opisina, o kahit carpool sa kaibigan, pwede kayong magdala ng mga pack ng crackers na pwedeng ibigay sa streetkids. hindi talaga ako naniniwala sa pagbigay ng barya sa mga bata (if you've watched films like "bunso", you will know why..) pero kung bigyan sila ng kakainin, at sana ang healthy na kakanin, nabusog pa natin sila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;feed more kids!&lt;/b&gt; kung kayo naman ng barkada o pamilya ninyo ay may isang umaga o hapon na libre kayong lahat, pwede kayong maghanda ng sandwich, na kahit keso o spread lang na palaman, ang dami dami niyo nang mapapasaya! pwede kayong magpunta sa isang distressed area at dun mamigay ng sandwich, o pwede rin kayong pumuwesto malapit sa isang busy intersection dahil maraming nakatambay na streetkids dun. masaya pa kasi madami kayong namimigay, at madami kayong nabibigyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;old reading materials?&lt;/b&gt; sa lahat ng mga may tinagong mga libro o notebook from their high school or college days, na hindi niyo na kailangan? ay! naku! napakadaming matutulungan niyan! pumunta sa public school malapit sa inyo, o kung may kakilala kayo dun, better. kung may makausap kayong teacher or professor, matutulungan kayo na ma-distribute ang libro sa tamang edad ng mga bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;reading!&lt;/b&gt; kung kayo ng barkada ninyo o pamilya ay may kakilala sa isang depressed area, o kung may kakilala kayo sa inyong church na nagsu-sunday school, pwede kayong mag-volunteer na mag-storytelling sa mga bata. don't forget to point out the moral lesson of the story! di din kailangan material thing ang ibigay diba, minsan, kahit oras mo lang ang ibigay mo, napakalaking bagay na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;volunteer!&lt;/b&gt; busy talaga kapag pasko ang mga grupo tulad ng gawad kalinga dahil marami ang gusto mag-volunteer para makatulong. mabuti yun! everything is on the internet now, so if there is a group you would like to help, madali lang hanapin yun sa yahoo or sa google. kung nahihiya kayo, mag-imbita kayo ng kaibigan para samahan kayo. that way, you also have someone to share your experience with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;pay it forward.&lt;/b&gt; madami din akong kilalang barkada (or i think i had. haha.) na imbis na magbigayan ng regalo tuwing pasko, kung anuman ang dapat igagastos nila para pambili ng regalo sa isa't isa, ay igagastos na lang nila sa pamimigay ng mga pagkain, school materials, o damit sa ibang tao. sa totoo lang, diba sa iba nating mga kaibigan, pareho lang ang binibigay natin bawat pasko, at bihira lang naman din nila ginagamit ang binigay natin. kung makapagbigay tayo sa ibang tao, na hindi kasingpalad natin sa buhay, ang laki ng saya na maibibigay natin diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list can go on and on and on and on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diba graaabe ang sayang naibibigay kapag nakapagpasaya ka ng ibang tao? yung talagang kita mo yung kislap sa mata nila at kita mo ang laki ng ngiti nila? wala talaga sa laki ng halagang binigay ang halaga ng pagbigay sa kapwa. giving LOVE is all about just that, the LOVE that we give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to everyone i know.. HERE'S MY LOVE. hope it can help..&lt;br /&gt;tama na ang HATE, please. it'll make you go nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre, ibang love yung ibibigay ko kay crispy pata. aba ibang usapan na yun. bleh! hihihi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-748570985483206335?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/748570985483206335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=748570985483206335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/748570985483206335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/748570985483206335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/12/ang-aking-disyembre.html' title='ang aking disyembre.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5734599170773689060</id><published>2007-11-18T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T19:35:18.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bench-ups</title><content type='html'>ADHD. hahahahaha.. well well well. the unica hija in me collaborated with the vulnerable sickening emotion of perfused craving for time from my dear father. hehehehe. enough of that. what's more important is ive learned what i should learn. and i listened to what i should hear. right taeja?? thanks to that someone who made kwento of all i have/must/should know.. grabe. my dad trusts you na pala talaga. really. big time. and i am so glad. i mean.. more than happy that they've known each other and listen to each other's thoughts. hehehehe. partida. through sms lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;..what if im just made to help you?..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUMBPRINTS. i recalled. while i was on my way to school. do you believe in the saying that "you are everyone you meet in life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single person we meet in our life is a part of us. whether they were someone we shared our life with, they influenced us in a good way, they hurt us and made us learn a valuable lesson, they were mean and so we vowed not to be mean like them, whether the person wore something we liked, smiled and warmed our heart, made us laugh, or cry, all of those things, are a part of us. all of us has a unique contribution to the world precisely because of the unique person that we are. we may have our insecurities and shortcomings, but given that, we still have our strengths and good works that we can use to contribute to our family, circle of friends, community, moreso..country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may not be as goodlooking, rich, educated, famous, influential as other people, but in our less goodlooking, less rich, less educated, less famous, and less influential self, we can touch people’s lives, make a difference in our own little way, and love others big time. that, no one, as in no one, can ever take away from us.so whenever i feel down.. whenever i feel like i have no purpose in the world.. AND whenever my loved-ones pop up the exact same question “what will happen to you if i'll leave early??” i'll just remember that here on earth, we are all made uniquely strong, and whatever effect we've had on the people we love, on the people around us, and on the world, is our effect alone that no one else can replace. we are irreplaceable and no one can ever help ourselves but our own selves too (yeah, i know this one. kahit isip bata ako at sobrang dependent. heheheh..) &lt;b&gt;BUT OFCOURSE&lt;/B&gt; there are certain people whom we believe that are not just made to reflux and make us who we are and then leave us as fast like how fast they've known us. kaya nga may tinatawag na soulmates and partners eh..... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahm i still don’t know what exactly God’s purpose for me.. yeah i’ve felt down, i’ve felt neglected.. pero as of now, after all those things na i've heard, ive decided na that when low moments hit me or kapag tinamaan ako ng topak, i will remind myself to look at the pattern on my thumb. so i am here. living to be the best daughter, student, friend, and a lover and take comfort in the fact that i am the only being in the world that has this mark on my thumbprint, to make &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; mark and be so super. accepting what i should accept and doing what i should do (according to my age) as raize milla valerio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha.. funny how i could supplementary explain all this unpersonally. well, i cant help it if im tongue-tied. tameme mode. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5734599170773689060?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5734599170773689060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5734599170773689060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5734599170773689060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5734599170773689060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/11/bench-ups.html' title='bench-ups'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1458721551836466664</id><published>2007-11-11T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:58:46.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>half a year.</title><content type='html'>gee.. look how time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is still the greatest thing in the world.. isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. Okay, I must acknowledge Kaye for having said something which really made me think deeply. She said that people who are malabo exist so that we can appreaciate the not malabo ones. It was something like that. Infainess, he has a point, right? Hehe!!!! I know it was quite simple, but hearing it from Kaye was really something different. hahahah.. nahawa na ata siya sa pagkasenti ko. wahahaha.. Well anyway, since my fave number is 12, I've made a list which taeja, ought to know. But, 12 is too short, so i did added more.. hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 things he has to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you're the man i want see the sunrise and sunset with.&lt;br /&gt;2. you're the man i want to be with in the wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;3. you're the man i want to stand cold under the rain with.&lt;br /&gt;4. you're the man i want to hug and kiss as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;5. you're the man i want to whisper "i love you hon" and "i'm sorry hon" softly in the ears.&lt;br /&gt;6. you're the man i want to see asleep on my lap or on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;7. you're the man i want to see in wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;8. you're the man i want to share my dreams and sorrows with.&lt;br /&gt;9. you're the man i want to laugh and cry with.&lt;br /&gt;10. you're the man i want the world to see i'm with.&lt;br /&gt;11.. you're the man i want the voice to hear all the time.&lt;br /&gt;12. you're the man i want to wipe away the tears falling down from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i enjoy sharing corny jokes with.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to eat ice cream with.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to runaway from the unfriendly world with.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to be with in search for a safer place to be in.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to see first when i wake up and last one to see before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i miss so much even after we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i enjoy being with even if there are no words to utter.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i love to support and praise.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i never get sick and tired of.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i trust my fragile heart.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i ever want and need. (plus papa ofcourse. wahihihi)&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i consider as one of the most beautiful blessings i've received.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i consider as one of the most beautiful creatures on earth.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to walk down the aisle with.&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to tell the world, "the only one for me."&lt;br /&gt;-- you're the man i want to spend everyday for the rest of forever with.&lt;br /&gt;--- and most importantly, you're the man i love and will love again and again and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brutal na tanong: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget about the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..wahahahaha angas. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy half a year.. SARANGHAE din.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1458721551836466664?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1458721551836466664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1458721551836466664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1458721551836466664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1458721551836466664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/11/half-year.html' title='half a year.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8087072171129016233</id><published>2007-10-31T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:32:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you wish! ^_^</title><content type='html'>wishes do come true. katulad na lang ngayon.. wahehehehehehe.. im here in our house in santa rosa. AND! with my one long rock concert. wahihihih.. mwuah! =)&lt;br /&gt;so, i figured (after browsing a couple of friendster friends..) to elaborate on that matter about WISHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here goes ang iba't ibang &lt;b&gt;"i wish"&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ang mga morenang nagpapaputi at mga tisay na nagpapa-tan.&lt;br /&gt;..ang mga kulot na nagpaparebond, at mga straight-haired na nagpapa-perm.&lt;br /&gt;..stick thin girls want to have curves, curvaceous girls want to be stick thin.&lt;br /&gt;..desk job people want to be jetsetters, frequent travellers want to based in just one place.&lt;br /&gt;..simpler folk want to live a fabulous life, social butterflies just sometimes want to live a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;..bitter people who wants to forget, and forgetful people who wants to be bitter!&lt;br /&gt;(wahahahahahahahahaahah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say "be careful what you wish for"..&lt;br /&gt;others say "you always want what you can't have".&lt;br /&gt;there's also the saying "you don't know what you got till its gone".&lt;br /&gt;and of course how they say "make the most out of what you got".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting all that together, it makes you think..&lt;br /&gt;maybe.. even if you can't have it all..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, &lt;b&gt;contentment&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;appreciation&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;thankfulness&lt;/b&gt; for the here and now will help make you feel that you do have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE:&lt;br /&gt;here and now with him is quite fascinating. it does. it really does. &lt;br /&gt;..october 31, 2007 made me feel that i do have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamsahamnida.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8087072171129016233?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8087072171129016233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8087072171129016233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8087072171129016233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8087072171129016233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-wish.html' title='you wish! ^_^'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3435561946778003250</id><published>2007-10-22T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:18:26.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heheheheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about the future plans and possibilities which are sought to be dealt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so much loving the life that im living..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ansarap magtelebabad.&lt;br /&gt;lalo na pag ganung mga words maririnig mo.&lt;br /&gt;then extreme little details about &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; which makes me so sane and sun-shiney.&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;im so lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha............................................&lt;br /&gt;thanks nga pala sa burger. heheheheh.. kahit mukha na akong patay gutom hindi mo parin ako nilayuan. haha!! well im so sorry to be like one of those people na hindi talaga nakakain ng real food isang libong taon na ang nakararaan. ganun ata talaga pag sakitin.. wahahahahahaahjoke. salamat din pala sa hindi pagsumbong kay tay.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh.. hmmm what else.. ah!! "jeep-girl". huwehhhhh.. may araw ka rin. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and then again, IM SO LOST FOR WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala eh.. i guess the least i can do to convey what i am feeling right now is to flash my warmest smile.. hay..... saranghae. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3435561946778003250?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3435561946778003250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3435561946778003250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3435561946778003250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3435561946778003250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/10/heheheheheh.html' title=''/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-142763089004074185</id><published>2007-10-15T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:07:10.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard pill.</title><content type='html'>ei.. what's up? havent blogged since when? hehehehehe.. anyway, ive decided to post this one up. It's kinda hard for me to open up a lot of things lately, but graciously, i can pala. since tons of you guys matters to me, might as well flag this thing kasi i wont let you all be guessing why or how or when like i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot. Let's start. Have you ever had that? Doing things you are fully aware of that could damage you emotionally but still go on with it? Like at first you thought its just a taste or a glimpse of something until you lose all control and do not know what do.. but still, you go on with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hating yourself is the best that you could feel. Thinking if youre addicted to pain or something more complicated than pain. Until it reaches to a point where you convince yourself that pleasure is nothing without pain. Not realizing that pain is all you're getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is delusional. Tapos when you're really into that something.. &lt;br /&gt;..reality really fades away. So, here it goes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THAT GIRL IN SINGAPORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having "L" has always been regarded as a death sentence. Well, not in this girl's case.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year after her mom died, she was diagnosed with "A". She was really surprised.. except for emotional chest pains, She had no inkling of its growth because it wasnt an apparent malignant thing. But darn.. they say it would spread like hell. NOT. FOR. LONG. Scary words kept cropping up. For goodness sake, she was still in highschool then. So, hell she cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew. Flown. She meant every time she spent. Came along college. Time ticked fast. So many things had happened.. she garnered one of the top grade averages in school, running for cum laude. Her self-acclaimed bestfriend turned into her first prince too. And her relationship with her father became so strong.. IT WAS ALL SO PERFECT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;..Then one fateful day............ that one single fateful day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was trying so hard not to cry infront of her family. She wanted them to think she was strong and still be the same girl who could handle even the most timid news. Besides, she was a big girl already. As soon as the thought sulked in, for the first time in her life.. SHE WAS REALLY SCARED. &lt;i&gt;"going to die? what will happen? will i ever be normal?&lt;/i&gt; all those quesions kept flashing on her mind. And she knew this was not just her battle.. this was their fight too. Preparing herself for the worst (and hoping for the best), the anxieties and fears were overwhelming. Readmitted thus, all she can whisper-"knowing is half the battle.." And my battle had already begun but i didnt know who the enemy was. Until..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finally declared. And to make it worse, risky choices are lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the physical ordeal i had to undergo was more of a great discomfort than total pain. Fortunately for me, i was given a "kadugtong". But it was all a no- joke. Undergoing all of those made me feel like a human pincushion. Expensive injections na my dad would buy to raise my immunity against infections. And most of the time, i would feel very weak. And, i had to be cautious with the things i do, things i eat, blahblahblahblah. AND THEY ALL SUCK. sobra. Now i knew what it felt like to be really old. What was harder to forget was the emotional pain tied to the whole situation. My whole family is affected. Moreover, my boyfriend. Though he is far from me and my dad, he would always check on me. My father and him would talk about me for like ages.. He was practically always there when im tired. And all of the things connected to that TIRING "tired" word. =).. That NIGHT AND DAY before we had our flight. And that 3 grueling hours before our flight. Tapos that night we arrived.. And this day and that night and this day and that night.. and for all the upcoming events il spend with him. Encouraging me with the future we want and his love whenever i would complain about how hard the whole experience was. And yeah, perfect song taeja. ^_^ talk about angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey with this whole thing is like riding one terrifying roller coaster. Once you're seated, anxiety and fear start to build as the cart slowly starts moving up.&lt;br /&gt;Then you feel the first drop. We scream. We wanted to get off. But you're already strapped to your seat so you have no choice but to go through it. At some point, you get used to it and are actually thrilled. (heheheheeh.. right taeja?) Other times, you just want to jump off because you cant stand the loops. But when the ride comes to a close, you breathe a sigh of relief. With shaky knees, you step out and congratulate yourself for having survived it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just did. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;and i wont settle for nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-142763089004074185?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/142763089004074185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=142763089004074185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/142763089004074185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/142763089004074185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/10/hardcandy.html' title='hard pill.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7485606878001585339</id><published>2007-09-29T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T22:50:49.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I can TAKE THE RAIN on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;..That don’t bother me.&lt;br /&gt;I can take a FEW TEARS now and then and just let them out.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What COULD HAVE BEEN&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of LOSING you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;..But I’m doing it.&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to force that smile when I see your old friends and you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over..&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away ALL THE WORDS that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That is what I was trying to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7485606878001585339?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7485606878001585339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7485606878001585339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7485606878001585339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7485606878001585339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7548924358438701543</id><published>2007-09-28T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:09:47.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLESSED</title><content type='html'>honestly, dami ko hesitations..&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt sure if i should go.. im still not sure until the very last second i stood infront of that outgoing pavement paalis.. but one thought collided my dilemna and brought me a valid reason why i should REALLY go. And that is when i thought of THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO CHOICE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of a far-fetched 19 year old girl, who has undeniably tons of INSECURITIES.. (yeah.. i have lots of flaws. i envy an enormous bunch of people who doesnt beg to be loved and adored. a girl who is such a jealous type and all that..) opo. INSECURITIES. amidst nung mga fears ko na baka hindi ko sila mabalikan.. the fact that i might not see or hear their voices again.. the fact that those what i did might be really the signal na i wont be able to do all of those things anymore.. pero alam niyo, nung naisip kong tao ako at kailangan ng matinding tulong.. naisip ko bigla na hindi lang ako ang may problemang ganito at dapat hindi ako mainsecure sa maraming bagay na wala ako...... kasi marami kami...... and i happen to be one of those BLESSED PEOPLE WHO HAS A CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philosophical as this may sound..(^_^ eto ata epekto sakin ng mga nabasa at napagdiskusyunang theories ko at ng taong kilalang kilala ko. hehehe) eventhough im not taking philo at all, but this case in my life wherein im connecting to a sweet sorrow of joy made me thought about what i learned from the things i was able to learn through one philosopher. basically as what ive remembered about john rawls.."no things in the world werent made equal, and what should be equal are the inequalities." today im feeling like the world is on my side, thus the philosophical train of thought. its true.. when people say "God made us all equal", it's really not true. when you see Jeon ji-hyun beside Mahal (no offense meant at all, i find mahal quite fascinating), how can anyone say that we are all equal? so really, its the inequalities that have to benefit the least advantaged. or why is it when we see a gorgeous guy holding hands with a rather not so presentable girl, we say, "siguro ang bait niyan," or, "siguro ang talino niyan." or why is it when we see a really pretty girl pass by, too pretty and sexy and nice, some of us people will even say, "siguro anim daliri niyan sa paa," or, "siguro mabaho hininga niyan." (notice the use of "niyan", its not "niya".. its "niyan". parang object at hindi tao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justice as fairness. uulitin ko.. I HAPPEN TO BE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO WAS GIVEN A CHOICE to turn to the few credible medicinal treatments to prolong a LIFE. and that makes me feel SO BLESSED. ambait ni Lord.. pero pano kaya yung ibang tao na wala talagang magawa.. yung mga tao na pikit matang susuungin na lang yung bukas na hindi nila alam kung nandito pa sila kinabukasan.. andami kong natutunan for having this case.. it touches me to my soul.. im further becoming a living testimony of the graces of God and the grace of the surviving humanity..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having this kind of trial in one's life is not easy.. and im completely aware of that. A lot of my loved ones especially my family and someone who cares too much for my welfare have been too much worried (alam ko po..) actually i think they're more worried than i do. They're superficially insane. And that negatively penetrates to what i thought and poured out sa itaas. oo, blessed nga ako.. &lt;b&gt;PERO&lt;/b&gt; marami naman akong naaapektuhan. marami akong nasasaktan.. at ang magiging masama pa IF EVER i wont surpass this ay.. I WILL CERTAINLY HURT THEM. and that leads me to a question.. am i still making the world fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll muster all i have to get back.&lt;br /&gt;pero naisip ba nila na baka nasasaktan din ako because im thinking na im hurting them?.. &lt;br /&gt;oo sige, YOU ALL CARE. WE ARE ALL HOPEFULL AND WE LOVE EACH OTHER.. but my point is, WILL YOU BE OKAY? WILL YOU BE HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..will you accept the the sentence&lt;font size=5&gt; &lt;b&gt;"im gone"..?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7548924358438701543?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7548924358438701543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7548924358438701543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7548924358438701543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7548924358438701543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/blessed.html' title='BLESSED'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6465476858810734073</id><published>2007-09-24T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:57:10.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom days have bid adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A pebble in the water..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; ..makes a ripple effect.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; ^_^ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;we're back to normal. =) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6465476858810734073?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6465476858810734073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6465476858810734073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6465476858810734073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6465476858810734073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/doom-days-have-bid-adieu.html' title='Doom days have bid adieu'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7543086068119010983</id><published>2007-09-21T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:01:20.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choices are set pre-made..</title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;it's been days since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;well i guess that's the problem with me.&lt;br /&gt;imparting hurts and pains in this online journal seems so deliberate for me to do..&lt;br /&gt;pero pag umayos na ulit ako, i tend to be just manic and forget to make kwento.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahha.. it's just so crazy to be sane. (wahahahaha.. kumo-conyo si raizy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well.. sabihin na nating it all started with that phone call where he was doing laundry, and i.. in my epal mode, sulked in every ounce of strength and confidence i have to make that call. hehehehe.. sobrang takot pare, i even memorized a couple of lines.. then, monday came.. i went to the hospital for a check up.. (oh shoot!! i totally forgot. kelangan ko pa palang ipabasa yung taeng resulta. engot. hahahaha..) tapos, i was all emo sa jeep.. txtmode. then i invited him the next day.. for arcade sana. pero tadaaaan!!! hindi po arcade ang nangyari. it was such a wonderful afternoon. pero, i spoiled the moment nung simula.. good thing may isang mabait na taong mabilis mawala ang tampo. heheheehhehe.. (peace be with you!!) then we lounged around the place.. we sat. talked. held hands. talked. asaran. tawa. embraced. tawa. asaran. kulitan. kwentuhan. lakad. tapos, nung i let him hear my kung wala ka sa phone.. wahhhhhhhhhhh.. kilig. lalo tuloy na-aggravate yung gusto kong gawin eversince we got to trinoma. (harharharharhar)  hay....... i never wanted that day to end. kasi hindi nga lang official, pero officially we're okay now. ONE WORD: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MASAYA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko tuloy yung unanswered question na we left hanging:&lt;br /&gt;"ano ba tayo?" .. "ano na ba tayo?"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ayun..&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehehehehehehee..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm back to normal?&lt;br /&gt;siguro ganun na nga..&lt;br /&gt;siguro talaga nga papunta na dun..&lt;br /&gt;one chord into another and one harmonious melody at a time.&lt;br /&gt;pero still i havent heard the words.. heheehheeh.. makulit eh. huwehhhhhh obvious naman. chaka huli na cya noh.. behlat. wahahaahhahaahahha..&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo naman mapipigilan sabihin yun pag andun na yung moment eh.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i'll be waiting for the 24th taeja..&lt;br /&gt;the deal.&lt;br /&gt;you with your bearable three words..&lt;br /&gt;and me with keuriwoheyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, sobrang madali lang naman malaman ang mga translation ng akin.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, madali na rin maanticipate yung sasabihin mo..&lt;br /&gt;pero, ang adventure dun.. we have tried to patch a lot of things up, we managed to fix it and we're still going to. And wait for more "worth-waiting" stuffs to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang apir naman jan.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7543086068119010983?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7543086068119010983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7543086068119010983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7543086068119010983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7543086068119010983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/choices-are-set-pre-made.html' title='choices are set pre-made..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1218984997214949891</id><published>2007-09-17T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:34:27.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPONGEbob.</title><content type='html'>Before anything else, my condolences to lhionell's family..&lt;br /&gt;His mother died last night.. breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Cancer. Pano kaya mapipigilan toh.. i'll try so hard when i earn the knowledge ive been wanting to learn as soon as i enter medschool just to prove that it can be stopped.. or kahit man lang how to prevent it. Wala naman kasing ginawang bagay si Lord na walang solution diba.. might as well try my best how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. to his mother's family.... im so happy when i heard the news.&lt;br /&gt;MIRACLES do happen. Thank God. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These experiences attest that no matter how things have been painful or how it has been up to a happy ending, still, only that Guy up there who has the higher power and wisdom will decide on what will really happen. But ofcourse i believe that willingness to act or survive also matters.. quoting isaiah 1:19--&gt; &lt;i&gt;"If ye will be WILLING and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;so as we where bleeding, bliss touched me last night.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how.. neither can i explain how it felt to uphold seconds of silence tapos i'll here that voice ulet. mananahimik saglit tapos babalik.. hindi ko ulit maipaliwanag pero it really made me so happy. but hey, like what ive said.. happy hindi dahil sa natutuwa ako sa sitwasyong pumapaligid for both of us at kung gano ka nasasaktan, BUT happy kasi we can still talk civil. i STILL can feel the CARE. i still do. enough reason for me to fight for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can feel YOUR care.&lt;br /&gt;..in silent whisphers of sympathy and EMPATHY.&lt;br /&gt;i still can read what YOU really feel.&lt;br /&gt;..loving me through hurtful melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEbob----------absorbing man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1218984997214949891?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1218984997214949891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1218984997214949891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1218984997214949891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1218984997214949891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/spongebob.html' title='SPONGEbob.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5201973760083853822</id><published>2007-09-15T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:07:00.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>messages.</title><content type='html'>eversince last week, sobrang dami kong natatanggap na mga text msgs.. ang masakit, parang sinasadya talaga yung ibang txt kasi yung mga forwarded quotes, tumatagos. &lt;br /&gt;here are those who affected me SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;just because he's already with u, dsnt gve him d ryt nt to fall for some1 else.. it's juz a matter of choosing who luvs him more... he can fall for every1 who treats him special.. just make sure that at the end of the day, u will let him rmmbr to know his way home to the one who treats him as his life... sum1 hu w8s... sum1 hu gr8ly luvs. -cindy vejano&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;isang malupit n banat... "if you cant accept me at my worst, then you dont deserve me at my best"... auzs bah?! -"-  -joy lobredo&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; theres an old saying: erasers are 4 pipol who make errors. but a better expression is: erasers are 4 ppol who are willing to corect their mistakes! -tita tere&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the law of science: "nothin is displaced unless it is replaced." translation to the law of love: " you fall out of love only if you fall for someone else." -jara ni papa&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto dati pa: &lt;blockquote&gt;hu shud be blamed wen a leaf fell frm a tree? s it d wind dat blew it away? d tree dat let it go? or s it d leaf hu grew tyrd of holding on?&lt;br /&gt;-di ko na maalala..'_' &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;there are times when i wish that i was limited to certain emotions.. so that i'll never have to experience pain, never feel betrayed or disappointed, and never get my fragile heart broken. But the same thing means that ill never know how it feels to love and be loved. And the thought of this kind scares me: ... to have a heart that's whole but numb, OR a heart that's broken but REAL. -jessica&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;no matter how crazy and funny the scenes are around you, it is useless without that somebody who you want to laugh with. -potpot&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HERE'S THE BITTER CATCH: when you kept on waiting but nobody came... that means that you have already left that one pass you by. :)-cindy &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sumtyms ul find sm1 u can share your secrest with.. they are called "bestfriends". sumtyms ul find sm1 u sahre swit and intimate moments.. they are called "soulmates". sumtyms ul find sm1 hu can make u laf&amp;cheer u up.. deyr called "entertainers". sumtyms ul find sm1 hu annoys&amp; teases u but u dont actually get mad.. deyr called "special". and sumtyms,UL FIND OUT DAT DEYR JUS IN 1 SAME PERSON. -lorraine&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a question that makes sense: wud u love someone hu completes u? or a person hu love u completely? -anna&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i want to find someone hu wud be my last call of the nyt and my first thought in the morning... i want those 5-hr-conversations that end in "no you hang upfirst". i want the heart racing,palmsweating, what'sgonnahappennext moments. i want the hugs that she'll never want to let go of and her stolen kisses that il always find the sweetest... and most of al, i want someone to think of me as her own..-maman &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;aq, parang saranggola lang. may tali ako na nag-uugnay satin. un ay hawak mo.kaya pag nawala ako, tandaan mo.. kaw ang unang bumitaw at di ako. -janella&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;CHANCE OR CHOICE? when u mit d ryt person 2 luv@d ryt plce,@d ryt tym, dats a chance. wen u mit sm1 ur atrcted 2, dts a chance 2. bein caught dt dr r many ppol out dr hu r mor atractiv,smrtr, richer dn ur mate&amp; yet u dcyd 2 luv ur mate jz d same, dts a choice. attraction cums 2 us by chance. but TRUE LOVE is truly a choice. THINK: Fate brngs pipol 2geder, bt its stil up 2 u 2 make it hapen. we may mit sum1 by CHANCE, but luving and staying wd sum1 is stil ur CHOICE. -rian&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan na.&lt;br /&gt;ung last yung pinakatumagos..&lt;br /&gt;marami pang iba pero those are the one who standout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOSTALGIA:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"Building a bridge of chance for someone you love"... Love u hon ko...&lt;br /&gt;Aug62007 4:07pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--break? mag isa ka! hehehehe... &lt;br /&gt;july142007 9:15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--cno ka? your my soulmate...my love...my hon...my beloved future wife...and my happines...&lt;br /&gt;Aug22007 10:19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE HIDDEN MESSAGES:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ahh.. Fils lyk yur sick of someone. that wud b me ata. &lt;br /&gt;meaning: are you angry with me? nauubos na ba ang pasensya mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--basta sory.. hnd man ntn maipaliwanag ngaun, sna in tym maging ok tayong lahat.&lt;br /&gt;meaning: wud u be really ok without me? please say na u'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ill be praying 4 ur happiness and sory man if i wasnt been able to gve that enuf to you..&lt;br /&gt;meaning: i want to hear you say na i am. i was. your happiness.. and u think i'll be. kahit hindi man ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--kung magkita tau ulet, gusto ko makita ung dati at totoong ikaw.&lt;br /&gt;meaning: ung dating ikaw na saying u love me with no bars held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--hehe.. apiran mo ko ha? k2lad ng dati?&lt;br /&gt;meaning: i want you to stay close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--hnd ako bibitaw.&lt;br /&gt;meaning: hnd naman talaga ako bibitaw eh. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5201973760083853822?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5201973760083853822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5201973760083853822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5201973760083853822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5201973760083853822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/messages.html' title='messages.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1328745214005269748</id><published>2007-09-14T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:44:33.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanderer.</title><content type='html'>r: ang tanong.. do you really want me gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=10&gt; C: AYAW... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1328745214005269748?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1328745214005269748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1328745214005269748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1328745214005269748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1328745214005269748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/wanderer.html' title='wanderer.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4632673987052708598</id><published>2007-09-13T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:00:37.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to someone who forgot where his heart is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;please prove na im wrong in thinking na the real you pala, is not what i thought you are. honestly i have so many doubts..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opo. prove it.. i know you'll be thinking na there's nothing to prove about kasi you yourself know what your heart desire. but i need it.. i want to know what your heart really scream. and yes. i have so many doubts.. doubts that collide with FEAR na you wont come back.. na BAKA all you would think about was how could you be so wrong falling for me and how could you let me fall for you.. na BAKA you didnt mean to love me.. prove me na im wrong in thinking this way christian.. please I NEED YOU to prove it. ='( i dont want to lose these all.. memories sulks in every second. the things we've shared, the things we talk about till dawn.. the stuffs we've been dreaming.. the craziest things we want to do.. illa,rain.. the plans we sought to achieve.. the aims i want to do for you.. your willingness to follow me.. the part where and when we have started.. on how i considered you as my living diary.. how you called me friend.. how you called me as yours.. how we accepted each other as "us".. and that love which we saw and felt nung nabitawan na ang word na KEEP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost count on how many times ive cried yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;akala ko madadaan ko sa tawa at pagiging busy ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;HINDI PALA.&lt;br /&gt;and now i want to impart you the thing i wrote nung mag-tetwelve. I just finished it yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me how old you are.. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool. For love, for your dream..for the adventure of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon..&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed&lt;br /&gt;from fear of further pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can sit with pain..&lt;br /&gt;mine or your own.&lt;br /&gt;without moving to hide it&lt;br /&gt;or fade it..&lt;br /&gt;..fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy.&lt;br /&gt;mine or your own..&lt;br /&gt;if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic.. to REMEMBER the limitations of being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can disappoint another to be TRUE TO YOURSELF..&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;If you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can see BEAUTY..even when it is not pretty every day.&lt;br /&gt;And if you can source your own life from its presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can live with failure..&lt;br /&gt;yours and mine.&lt;br /&gt;and STILL stand with me at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon..“Yes!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me WHO you know or HOW you came to be there or here..&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;..and not shrink back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied..&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what sustains you from the inside, when all else falls away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty MOMENTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i want to know if you miss someone..&lt;br /&gt;Because i do.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the girl i was with you.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be praying that you will miss the guy you was with me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday na bukas..&lt;br /&gt;i-chikka msngr mo na lang ulit ako as soon as you have read this..&lt;br /&gt;ingatan mo ang sarili mo taeja..&lt;br /&gt;and ingatan mo rin yang puso mo..&lt;br /&gt;hindi man para sakin, kundi para sayo..&lt;br /&gt;no matter how frail we are today.. kahit gano pa ka-grabe mag burst ang kalungkutan.. walang magbabago sakin. at satin narin.. ikaw na rin ang nagsabi na this is not goodbye hon..&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be grateful kay God for giving me the opportunity to let me know you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyado na naman akong madrama.. baka sabihin mo sobra ng EMO ko..&lt;br /&gt;PARA MAIBA: here's what a happy goong raize will tell you kung hindi ako ganito kalungkot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; "last words?.. given na yun. alam na alam mo na pare." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuhehehehe.^_^ (hayy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4632673987052708598?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4632673987052708598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4632673987052708598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4632673987052708598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4632673987052708598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-girl-i-was-with-you.html' title='to someone who forgot where his heart is..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8791999429156789560</id><published>2007-09-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:03:44.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..</title><content type='html'>hey!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perky perky perky.. wuhahahahahahahahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;ive read a couple of files super early this morning.. as in super early!! wahahahahah.. good thing the imperial guards are still fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw kuya xave!!!! with.. with.. (guess with whom.) with!!!&lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j71/yehboilayouts/swchftlfriendster.jpg" width=380 height=400&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt; wadddaaaaaaaapppppppaaaaaakkkkkkk!!!!!!!!! hell yeah!!! superb tlaga. hmmm.. sana nagpunta na rin ako.. malay natin, switchfoot would have inspired me and dared me to move.. (huwehhhhhhh. wag ka na rai..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaddap.. heeeeeeheee. ansaya ko noh?&lt;br /&gt;ewan. hehehe. ewan. basta paggising ko na lang kaninang umaga, parang walang nangyari.. i refuse to think about it. sobra. kasi, whenever i attempt to, i totally breakdown.. kasi, kung matapos tong sinasabi niya, i think there will be two options leading to this dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; he'll be able to find himself (like what he said--&gt; " opo i will remember all...it's not saying gudbye hon, it's giving time to be able to come back again compltely tu u...") and make "us" like what we used to be......... or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; he''ll be able to find himself BUT it's not with me he'll be turning to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andami kong narecall kahapon (as in inungkat at pinagtagpi tagpi talaga).. andami dami.. kasama nun puro questions.. and it lingered. --&gt; &lt;font color=black&gt;yung mga questions na itatago ko na lang kasi, if i would know the truth (as in yung totoo talaga), it might really get hurt.. and could trigger me to that worst case scenario where i'll just walk away and hate him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. hay.. hay... eto na naman ako. sabi ko na if i start thinking about it.. i grow weak. well.. pinagprepray ko na lang na hindi maging ganun. im hoping for the better. ahm please prove na im wrong in thinking na the real you pala, is not what i thought you are. honestly, i have so many doubts.. but still i have my faith. crucial as it may seem, but i'll be really staying.. waiting for that moment to come. sana lang hindi ako madissapoint taeja.. wag please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8791999429156789560?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8791999429156789560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8791999429156789560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8791999429156789560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8791999429156789560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1548859592632954412</id><published>2007-09-11T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:25:53.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the fourth..</title><content type='html'>i'll be giving enough credit to what ive been allowed to deal..&lt;br /&gt;sadness overflows me today.. and i guess for the next several days i'll be succumbing to a lot more of this..but i have to be strong and stay happy kahit papano, for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a lot of problems with the world today has to do with patience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We allow our worries and attitudes to affect our lives and every movement and motion. Christians, especially are to strive to be patient and use it in everything that we do.. and in every judgement and decision we need to make. People get mad at little things, fight, quarrel, and why? Because many times it wasn't thought out. It had to do with uncontained rage or anger. This needs to be minimized and we as humans need to learn to control our temper. This step is an important one in maturing. Patience is the key to this and one of the most important parts of love..real love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey..&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be here.&lt;br /&gt;this really hurts.. but i'll be waiting like what you've decided.&lt;br /&gt;and i pray, that you'll be able to find what you've been looking for, and i hope it's with ME in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..sobrang mahal kita. hope you remember that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1548859592632954412?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1548859592632954412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1548859592632954412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1548859592632954412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1548859592632954412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-fourth.html' title='on the fourth..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-694919637587021889</id><published>2007-09-08T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:11:39.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>wala akong maisip.&lt;br /&gt;nakatitig lang ako dito sa laptop.&lt;br /&gt;umiikot na paningin ko.&lt;br /&gt;umiikot din utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;umiikot ako.&lt;br /&gt;umiikot buong mundo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..sayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-694919637587021889?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/694919637587021889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=694919637587021889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/694919637587021889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/694919637587021889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-564018156609046674</id><published>2007-09-05T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:17:28.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrah</title><content type='html'>midterms + ample time for sleeping = hurrah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-564018156609046674?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/564018156609046674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=564018156609046674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/564018156609046674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/564018156609046674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/hurrah.html' title='hurrah'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7973069449957214167</id><published>2007-09-03T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T18:54:41.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guffaws.</title><content type='html'>After this week, i see myself waking up late in the morning and decide to sulk more in bed since we do not have anything or anyone to look forward to, and eat then crawl in my tito'ssss room just to sulk in their bed once again and use their plasma because we're too lazy (or rather the lack of allowance) to watch a movie in a decent cinema, then wait til dawn just to sleep again. A BUM'S LIFE that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;and saturday is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i still have 2 more days for intoxication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncontrallable.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he doesnt miss me that much.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he's really busy with some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he wanted to check if he's really into me.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he got bored with me so he resorted to take this deal.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he's up to something.&lt;br /&gt;..or maybe he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway these are just maybes.&lt;br /&gt;it's already 10:00 am.. ja ne. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7973069449957214167?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7973069449957214167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7973069449957214167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7973069449957214167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7973069449957214167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/09/guffaws.html' title='guffaws.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4017885526847982314</id><published>2007-08-30T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:53:36.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letters</title><content type='html'>dear girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        i feel that the time has come for me to have a steady girlfriend. i know you're out there somewhere. dont worry, ill find you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        and when i do, i hope that you will love me because im Cj, and not because i look like your favorite band vocalist. I have my own identity. and please dont compare me with your other suitors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i hope that you will remember that i dont play basketball or even the slightest ordeal of games.. and that every weekend, we have some errands to run for my vocation so, im ocassionaly busy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i pray that you'll love me despite my tendency to forget birthdays, or to forget the things that might have mattered a lot to you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       please know that i will constantly act strong and in control.. but inside i am actually lost and confused.. if you see me at my weakest point, please dont worry.. instead be there to mend my wounds with kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       understand that loving each other means being together, BUT not all of the time..we should never bail on our responsibilities or even friends for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;also understand that i may at times act jealous and overly protective, but only because I maybe have some insecurities and not because you are doing anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      and if we fall out of love with one another, please dont hate me. please know that i am sensitive.. in a manly tough kind of way..or if we decided to break up, please be the first one to drop all things off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      please be honest with me without being hurtful.. after all, i am a human.&lt;br /&gt;And i promise to always be honest with you, because you deserve honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      and no, you arent fat. and you dont need make up either.. so dont act so worried if i wont like you on how you look.. i will love you no matter what clothes you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      i hope you dont think im asking too much of you.. i just want to be happy making you happy.. im coming to find you, so dont go anywhere.. stay where you are, whoever you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cj&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear guy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i do not know who you are, or where or when we will meet.. but i do hope fate will bring us together soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i pray that when we meet and fall in love, you will love me for me, and not hope for someone who is better than your ex or for someone who is thinnier or prettier. i hope you wont compare me to girls who may have brighter smiles. i hope you will make me laugh, take care of me everytime i needed you and be trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i hope you will remember that i prefer tulips to roses and my favorite color changes with my mood. and i love a lot of things, but it wont compare on how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       please know that i might be too shy to kiss you first, but please dont be afraid to kiss me. i wont slap you or push you away if i really like you. im sure your kisses will be perfect. when we go on a date, please dont stress about where to take me.. what's important is that i'll be with YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       if i cry, please know that it isnt always because of you.. just hold me close, and i'll heal quickly. and if it is because of you, i'll heal just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       and if we decide to break up, please understand that i may be bitter and may still cling to you because i really dont want to. and yeah, i promise to remember that you have feelings too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       please tell me if anything bothers you, or if something just doesnt sit right. i would like you to be always honest with me rather than just walk away and hold your anger, cause seeing you with that hinge of angst causes more pain to me than what you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i hope you dont think that im asking too much of you.. i hope that you understand that im a bit nervous and very scared and PARANOID..but i promise to always understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i wish i could tell you how or when we will meet, and if we will be in love forever.. i know every relationship is a new game of cards and ahm, ive never been good at cards. after all, you will be my first boyfriend which im intending to keep as my last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i will try my best to be kind and will always love you dearly for all that you are, without expecting much from you.. thank you for listening patiently too.. this is all that i ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;valerie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. wrote this last night. &lt;br /&gt;(odba?? kunyari parang hindi pa tayo?? wuhahahahahahah..) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;hayy..&lt;br /&gt;missing someone so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4017885526847982314?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4017885526847982314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4017885526847982314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4017885526847982314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4017885526847982314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/08/letters.html' title='letters'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7771842953034147543</id><published>2007-08-20T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:44:55.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the seventh and final book</title><content type='html'>i was actually thinking of doing a review but i think ill leave it to the people who still have their technical unbiased point of view. everybody knows i love the series so im not in the right place to tell the world that THIS IS THE BEST BOOK EVER.&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha. thanks to the 5-day-overly-rated vacation because of the typhoons.. ive been given THE hp book schedule to read it. uhhhhmm super sweet thanks also to someone who paved way. kahit na medyo nakakapraning dahil hindi nagrereply..wahehehe.. mwuah!! saranghae!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book is INTENSE. one, its like the grand reunion of EVERYTHING, every chapter is full of things, and all the emotion ive cramped up inside me went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just could say that this is the 3rd book that ive shed my tears upon (1. message in a bottle, 2. tuesdays with morrie) and when i was reading the two last chapters, i literally stopped reading, cried a little, breathed again, and continued on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried for dobby. for snape (A LOT! *ay sorry kung spoiler yan pero hello sana kasi inaagahan nyo pagbabasa*) and at the last chapter, for ive felt a grandiose sense of relief when the series ended in a non-disappointing way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for the part where harry and voldemort was all blah blah instead of making each other melt with weird spells. parang ace vergel-jeric raval flick lang. pero better shempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still loved that part though. since its the last time theyll be facing each other, might as well magspeech si harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never regretted that i became a fan. and i feel so grateful that ive loved this book since 8 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK Rowling has the right to be that rich. whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--kuya xavier is once again right. haha. *drrroolling harry potter fans**--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;i still havent posted what happened on the 12th and what's been up lately. hehehe well i guess, that's how mushy moments affect time blogging schedule. hahahahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7771842953034147543?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7771842953034147543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7771842953034147543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7771842953034147543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7771842953034147543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/08/seventh-and-final-book.html' title='the seventh and final book'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-59349339399007291</id><published>2007-07-28T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:43:23.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a week that was..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; i can do everything through Him, who gives me strength.. (philippians 4:13) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than all the infos crammed in my head for my preliminary exams, more than the things i have dared to imagine, more than all the happiness, security, and faith i have in me, more than the smiles and tears i've shed.. there was &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Him.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARTES. arrived in manila from dad's. mrt. 8:30. 7 11-dunkin donut. and vice versa.. nyahahahahahahaha.. =) my father's plan and the future plans met halfway.. well, sana talaga. (crossing fingers for that one. :) ) i wonder how they'll both look. wahahahahahahah funny. then quiapo.. wooohooo dvd!! tapos greenwich. hahahaha greenwich. (hindi ko pa tapos iconstruct yung korean story..next week siguro then like what ive promised, i'll post it here) and for my fave places in the wholewide world----&gt; ^__^. well ive learned a lot of things again.. about life,patience,love,the people and their world.. hearing such inspirational words got me bad. really got me bad. =) and for the bus ticket that made me awestruck. ----&gt; ^________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY. hay exams!!! hehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIYERNES. 11:30. mcdo-7 11. and vice versa.. bwahahahahahahahaha.. around the block with the dogs.. wahehehehehehhehhehe ako at ang skandalosa kong bunganga't kaingayan. sorry. =p.. and oh yeah, funny thing how people disregard 'bagumbayan' as just a place where you'll see jose. (hope im making a point here..) well, it's not just a place.. it's actually a home for a LOT of people. matanda,bata,mag-asawa,magkaibigan,galing probinsya,taga-iskwater,naglayas,nagtago,huminga mula sa kaguluhan ng maynila..sari sari. i pity them.. seeing such a scene in such a busy city, sa ganung panahon ay isang humbling experience. &lt;i&gt;"yan ang mga taong pagsisilbihan ko kung sakaling........"&lt;/i&gt; narinig ko po toh. =) and for me, you definitely have all the qualifications para paglingkuran sila. actually you're more than qualified. may extra points pa nga eh.. hahaha looks pa. damn. =) tapos &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;umulan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.. that pink umbrella with all her memories. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three words to sum it all up: reason, season and lifetime. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. ui, astig.. there's this song i heard from the radio.. nagising ako sa kanta kasi i thought someone was calling that "name" kasi may mga part sa song na inuulit ulit yung "name"..nyahahahaha.. tapos yung title umbrella. wanna here it? &lt;br /&gt;click this----&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://h1.ripway.com/raize/RIHANNA-Umbrella(Cinderella).mp3"&gt; click mo ko&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-59349339399007291?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/59349339399007291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=59349339399007291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/59349339399007291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/59349339399007291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-that-was.html' title='a week that was..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-1262432221195532791</id><published>2007-07-18T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:24:46.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 5th movie..</title><content type='html'>i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to feel like a disappointed fan from one book to another, adapted into film? I know this is a little too late especially when this certain book is more than halfway ending its series. and yeah i get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, when you read something, you expect every detail to be put on visual, and specifically, Harry Potter made it easier for its reader to target flaws since JK Rowling wrote the books in its most minute detail. like you could even taste Hog Head's Butterbeer. wow. hehehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like when the Marauder's Map was not that big of a deal when they mentioned it in "Prisoner of Azkaban" the movie. Yeah i felt really frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Goblet Of Fire, i expected this to be darker, and a bit mature to be a children's thing. Its scarier, political, and strategic. Three things a child wouldnt ponder at his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as this movie wanted to entertain the whole world, all ages, the court scene would be pretty much dull. and thats actually the second scene after the horrifying dementor attack. Sadly, i was anticipating for the witness, ms figg, to be more introduced since she was only mentioned on harry potter 1 as harry's old babysitter that lives next door. Were the movie watchers enlightened? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course the list will go on and on so id foucs on the HP movies NOT comparing it from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah The kids grew up like they're a new ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From other HP movies, i think Yates directed this one as similar as how Alfonso Cuarón directed Prisoner Of Azkaban. Less magical and plot-focused. which i think is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The casting was spectacular. Luna was exactly how i imagined her, but Umbridge was MORE than i thought of. More annoying, neurotic and yeah.. pink. which is great, if you mention it. Helena Bonham Carter and Emma Thompson are BRILLIANT! (uy, bumi-brit), less featured but stole some scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, daniel radcliffe IS daniel radcliffe, since i just knew him as harry potter, but Gary Oldman as Sirius Black CRUSHED my heart. i cried so hard (yeah i already cried when i was reading the book but i think seeing Sirius DIE in front of my eyes devastated, not only Harry Potter, but myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we resurrect the old Dumbledore? arrrgh. i hate the new perky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that was lacking was Dumbledore and Harry's scene. Thats actually the part where i closed the book and cried for almost an hour. Sirius' death scene was EXACTLY the way how Rowling wrote it. Not that big of a drama, surprising, and heartbreaking. all in one page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Did I say i shouldnt compare the movie with the book. ugh inconsistency. This is such a struggle. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight scene was AMAZING. short... but AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the movie was great. I think the Harry Potter movies were all good except if youre a reader/fan. But come to think of it, it will still be baduy if they put all the fictional, creatures, things, books, people and events to a movie, the fact that itll be 6 hours or so, it will lose the Harry Potter mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet a lot of people are disappointed, but come to think of it, youve actually watched 5 movies. so at least enjoy it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya xave is definitely right. wahehehehehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-1262432221195532791?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/1262432221195532791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=1262432221195532791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1262432221195532791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/1262432221195532791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/5th-movie.html' title='the 5th movie..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-792518457626572463</id><published>2007-07-15T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:27:37.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang sementeryo. bow.</title><content type='html'>(para maiba, magtatagalog ako.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhehehehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATORSE. marami talagang pwedeng mangyari sa sementeryo.&lt;br /&gt;hindi lang puro dalamhati, pighati at pagmuni-muni sa mga malulungkot na lumipas ang maaaring maganap sa luntiang lugar na iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANGHALI. tanghali ng ako'y nagsimulang maglakad patungo sa lugar kung san matatanaw ko ang memoryang pinagsidhi ng tadhana. pinaibayo ng paniniwalang marahil ay eto na nga ang buhay na minsan ay pinigilan. saksi ang hindi matawarang matinding sikat ng haring araw.. umupo. namutawi. nagpa-bakal. (nyahahahah..) habang sumasayaw sa harapan ng matang naharangan ng malabong paningin ang mga nilikha ng mga nilalang. ano nga bang itinuring sa mga ginawa nila? 'potpotpot'. (bwahahahhahahahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PULA.&lt;br /&gt;BUGHAW. isang namumutawing inihandog.&lt;br /&gt;HARAPAN. marami ring nakikita sa salamin. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kaugnayan ng isang masayang araw na lumipas at ang kaligayahan na hindi mo matatagpuan sa kahit ano mang pagsasalimuntawi ay isa sa pinakamagandang dahilan kung bakit hindi na kailangang itanong kung bakit isang regalo ang pagsilbihan ang buhay na minsan ay may IISANG DIREKSYON LAMANG.. masarap isiping namumuhay tayo ng may pinaglalabanang dulo na gusto natin makamtan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..AT SA IISANG RASON LAMANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hehehehehehehe.. mukhang mas astig ata magtagalog kesa magstraight english! wahahahahahhaahhaha.. agree?? gets?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-792518457626572463?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/792518457626572463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=792518457626572463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/792518457626572463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/792518457626572463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/ang-sementeryo-bow.html' title='ang sementeryo. bow.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2420561092633359060</id><published>2007-07-11T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:06:21.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may bagyong darating..</title><content type='html'>thursday.&lt;br /&gt;july 12, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;it's a sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;news tells that it might be raining cats and dogs for the next days to come.&lt;br /&gt;hell i care. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;what a day.&lt;br /&gt;long test sa toxicology lab earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay what a day.&lt;br /&gt;ay lab dees dei.&lt;br /&gt;du yu labeet tu??&lt;br /&gt;nyahehehehehehhehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;saranghae!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2420561092633359060?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2420561092633359060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2420561092633359060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2420561092633359060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2420561092633359060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/may-bagyong-darating.html' title='may bagyong darating..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-153454906802446692</id><published>2007-07-08T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:30:45.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hari pohterh</title><content type='html'>watched lord of the rings last night in snbo..&lt;br /&gt;apparently it was as boring as the last time i've seen it. &lt;br /&gt;(ooooppsss!!! sorry lotr fans.) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i never considered it as a bad movie.. i just find it utterly. b-o-r-i-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;wahhahahahahahhahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to drool over july 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 11--&gt;the rebellion starts as the caption suggests. &lt;br /&gt;..harry potter and the order of the phoenix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-153454906802446692?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/153454906802446692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=153454906802446692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/153454906802446692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/153454906802446692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/hari-pohterh.html' title='hari pohterh'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-6762171407463879802</id><published>2007-07-06T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:52:57.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's wrong with blogspot. i cant configure what is it, but as far as im concerned, their title bar isnt working well and it pisses me off. gotta put this hell crap out of me now. whew. way to go.. even my blog is bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with this puppy thing this morning. i was totally absorbed by the incident. i was riding infront of the fx and next to us is this gray fortuner, BDD 197. hah!!! (you see? i even memorized the devil's platenumber) i swear to cows im gonna call that mmda hotline.. i want him dead!!! grrrrr!!! the vehicle im at and that nasty fortuner driver went inside this eskinita(na sa tingin ko hindi naman talaga daanan ng sasakyan) to avoid the traffic sa quezon ave, so on we go.. pagdating sa kalagitaan ng street, i just saw this fortuner, driving so slow, as in dahan dahan talaga parang slow motion, sinagasaan nya yung tuta. sa harapan ng sasakyang sinasakyan ko.. sa harap ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTE: yung tuta po ay nakatali.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anak ng tokneneng anlaki laki pa ng space sa kanan ng lane namin, parang sinadya nya talagang gumilid sa kaliwa. wag nyang sabihing hindi nya nakita yung tuta kasi malaki sasakyan nya..!! at wag rin nyang irarason na bakit dun kasi itinali yung tuta sa malapit sa kalsada!!! nabadtrip talaga ako super!! napasigaw talaga ako sa fx. wapakels. at eto pa malupet.. edi nag-iiiyak na nga yung tuta sa harap namin noh, nakita ko yung right foot nya, it was bleeding severely. if my eyesight was clearer, i could have seen the cracked bones na tumagos na sa balat nya. sabi kasi ni manong driver sa tabi ko lumabas na daw yung buto. pffft! badtrip talaga. badtriiiiiiipppp!!!! what's wrong with him???!! asar!!!!!!! gusto ko syang ipapulis!!! i swear i was teary eyed after a few moment. i love dogs kasi. and i hate it when they're being beaten or maltreated.. sobra. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. naalala ko tuloy si abrie.&lt;br /&gt;good thing bumalik na yung favorite blog na binabasa ko lagi..pampalubagloob. welcome back kuya xave. hope gabby's doin fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-6762171407463879802?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/6762171407463879802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=6762171407463879802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6762171407463879802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/6762171407463879802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/somethings-wrong-with-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8241781708810516425</id><published>2007-07-04T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T21:40:36.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woah!!</title><content type='html'>the thought of being overly haggard killed my joy yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;eh pano, we were told that our manufactured drugs will be submitted in the afternoon, so todo ngarag!!! every second ticked like a bomb!! crucial pare. sobra!!!&lt;br /&gt;fuschia kung hindi lang ako madiskarte malamang our group wont submit anything.&lt;br /&gt;hah. thanks to my supportive groupmates which payed for all the expenses.. tatlo LANG naman silang nakaupo na or nagpapahinga na sa mga dorms nila while poor raize did all the errands. wow talaga. wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahah!!! someone erased something.&lt;br /&gt;wahihihihihihi.. bothered much?? &lt;br /&gt;bothered much by her insufferable know-it-all attitude pare??? =D&lt;br /&gt;hayy.. well i guess he doesnt want her to be the jealous type again. (if that's what you call it)&lt;br /&gt;nyahahahahahaahhaha.. he's just being him. &lt;br /&gt;and she loves that fact.&lt;br /&gt;but, &lt;i&gt;hindi&lt;/i&gt; daw talaga sya "NATUTUWA" sa mga ganung tirada ng girlaloo na yun.&lt;br /&gt;supposing that pano pag wala talaga kayong closure noon?? and assuming na pano kung interested parin kayo sa isa't isa up until now??.. san na daw sya pupulutin aber??!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaahahahhahah.. well the obvious answer for that is--&gt; sa kangkungan.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahahaha.. tawa mode ulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhm, cge na, till next tym ulet.&lt;br /&gt;mamaya humaba pa toh..&lt;br /&gt;gotta hit the library!!!&lt;br /&gt;search mode na ko for someone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;my girl friend told me that i looked like cho chang daw in one newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;the reason why im so happy yesterday.. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaaha isa lang masasabi ko dyan mare..&lt;br /&gt;panoorin ang harry potter 5 para mahusgahan if i really resemble harry's gf.&lt;br /&gt;^_^ ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8241781708810516425?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8241781708810516425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8241781708810516425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8241781708810516425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8241781708810516425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/woah.html' title='woah!!'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5320879966789435869</id><published>2007-07-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:45:00.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/salamoding.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5320879966789435869?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5320879966789435869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5320879966789435869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5320879966789435869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5320879966789435869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-315508160416116388</id><published>2007-06-30T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:33:44.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on that scarred side of the wall</title><content type='html'>i was absolutely dumbfounded when i woke up early this morning about 2 am infront of the t.v.. kaiiiiinnniisssss!!!!!!! i wasnt able to watch pbb's finale!!!!! arrrrggh!!!&lt;br /&gt;ayan tuloy hindi ko nalaman kung sino nanalo.. hihi letchers.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dahil sa nagising na ako, i cant go back to sleep anymore, so i did my homeworksssss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool though.. it was fun, given that i love doing patented marks. lalo na if the design looked well..hehehehhehe..(voila!! extraordinare!!) while i was working on my label for our group's very own mouthwash and sodium phosphate, i noticed this lizard sa dingding ko. i was staring at it.. then i found the lizard parang staring back at me din.. nyahahhahahhahah.. magtitigan ba. then i saw his scar sa lower part ng extremities nya. you know what i did?? i looked at him more intently. lumapit pa ako, mga 4 inches apart lang ata kami. and the funny thing was, he actually didnt move!!! he's all statuated.. then i realized maybe he wanted help or something. kumbaga papansin ganun. his scar bleed a little bit.. at ako naman feeling reptile vet, kumuha ng band-aid. i was about to put the med on his minute body, but he scram na. natural lang na ganun maging behavior nya noh.. kung ako ba naman yung butiki tas may malaking bagay na palapit sakin tatakbo rin ako. malay ko ba kung ano yung ilalagay mo sakin.. diba???! wahhahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's the point on writing this down?&lt;br /&gt;well.. me, you, them, even the tiniest creatures get hurt and scarred pala.&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of sa bawat peklat na nakukuha natin, bawat sakit nun, may kwento.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i havent got the chance to know what's the lizard's story of getting his bleeding scar, (nyahahhahahaha.. matakot kayo kung nakausap ko yung butiki!! as if)&lt;br /&gt;i know his imperfection will lead him to a better him, like us.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, or oftentimes, we are filled with uncertainty of why we feel the pain that we feel. in the end, all these blows that we receive, mold us to become beautiful beings.. diba? apir!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july na today.. wishing all of you a better month!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-315508160416116388?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/315508160416116388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=315508160416116388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/315508160416116388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/315508160416116388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-that-scarred-side-of-wall.html' title='on that scarred side of the wall'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4798327801734380194</id><published>2007-06-29T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:28:41.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one friday afternoon..</title><content type='html'>our junior-senior symposium was as boring as i thought it will be.. hehehe.. well like duh? what would i expect? pumpkin party?? guest speakers where speaking like hell. (wahihihihihi..) and our tedious noise were all over the auditorium. harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the subjective discussion, i went straight to the comp shop to check on THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;someone mentioned something about this e-mail. he told me that he always read it. and then this and that.. im wanting more of what i wanted to hear (redundant?) but ofcourse, it was a partly deaf to partly mute situation as it was or maybe just plain playing mutual. ok fine.. no big deal. what's that sentence again?? oh yeah.. THEY'RE JUST YOUR FRIENDS. harhar.. peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i miss her. and i miss him.. i miss them both.. and then uhmmm..&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself. (booooooo!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;kung may premyo sa pagiging masyadong paranoid, pwede sakin na lang..? oblivion. definitely unaware of what i can think of. sensya ha. ganto daw talaga pag adhd. &lt;br /&gt;syanga pala.. ayoko na pala ng word na "mwuahhh","muahhhh" or "mwaaahhhh"..&lt;br /&gt;anything but those words. masyadong vast ang meaning. nakakapraning.&lt;br /&gt;lalo na kung manggagaling sa mga. . . . . . dot dot dot dot..  dot dot to the 10th power ni champoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka-immaturan ba? &lt;br /&gt;sorry. this is me. pertaining to what i saw. &lt;br /&gt;holy cow. wahhhh.. so much for viewing friendster accounts.&lt;br /&gt;and that rose!!!! tapos glitter-glitteran pa ang drama. wahhhhh..harsh.&lt;br /&gt;why cant it be just your 'balloon greeting' ???!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. sige na, kahit hindi mo sabihin.. gets ko na. she's special. i get it. parang mami, siopao, siomai at puto.. special. (nyahehehehehe.. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ha.. puro sorry na lang.&lt;br /&gt;at para sa lahat pa ng ikaseselos, ikapapraning, at makikita ko pa balang araw..&lt;br /&gt;(kung meron man)&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4798327801734380194?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4798327801734380194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4798327801734380194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4798327801734380194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4798327801734380194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-friday-afternoon.html' title='one friday afternoon..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-8705926007945956853</id><published>2007-06-27T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:11:42.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the ballad of..</title><content type='html'>There are 8 billion people in this world..8 billion lives are changing..i never felt so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider me inspite of this? I'm always the one who loses..would you make me better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How.. how.. how will we make this work? Why do you have to be so far?&lt;br /&gt;It's all clear now, i'm gonna keep you.. like flowing water..into forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That look is all I need to get by. Like living in some illusion..i never felt so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there will be flaws around us. The silly wars that we'll be fighting..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll be fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be the one who holds you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 8 billion people in this world, 8 billion lives are changing.&lt;br /&gt;..and you're the one I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PLAY THIS SONG BY CLICKING THIS---&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://h1.ripway.com/raize/Hale-TheBalladOf.mp3"&gt; click mo ko&lt;/A&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-8705926007945956853?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/8705926007945956853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=8705926007945956853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8705926007945956853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/8705926007945956853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/ballad-of.html' title='the ballad of..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-4787004677575800528</id><published>2007-06-12T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:18:30.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d168/loveschamp/raize.jpg&gt; &lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-4787004677575800528?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/4787004677575800528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=4787004677575800528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4787004677575800528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/4787004677575800528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh.html' title='wahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh..'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-3261985474713105227</id><published>2007-06-12T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:06:00.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twelve underneath the waves.</title><content type='html'>The stars beneath the skies..they tell me you're a secret. And every time i wake up in the morning, the rain is falling down on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..i feel free. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me by surprise..i asked you to believe me. Without a lie. We'll never have to say or feel were sorry, don't say you're sorry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..soon you'll see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning you know.. stars fading, free falling.. &lt;strong&gt;into you&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i'm sure of what i'm looking for and that's what i want you to know.. and i won't ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..let you go.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all been said and done to me..i know it. Just let me have a chance to prove my cause.. and i dont know what lies ahead for us..&lt;br /&gt;but in any road i'll let you come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you underneath the waves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im ready for you now.. be ready for me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..show me love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-3261985474713105227?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/3261985474713105227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=3261985474713105227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3261985474713105227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/3261985474713105227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/twelve-underneath-waves.html' title='twelve underneath the waves.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-5696455939916970538</id><published>2007-06-09T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:36:57.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that rainy evening,future plans,june8-9</title><content type='html'>before anything else, i would like to share you a piece of inspiration-realization for me to continue what we have started. yeah sure.. doubts and MGA "taong harang" (nyahahahahhaha..) will always be there and it's not really certain whether the one we have now is the one you'll be with for the rest of your life..there's even no guarantee if the one you just met will love you forever.. because there's no such thing as the ideal man. but i was quite awestruck knowing her finding him as the best person in the whole wide world aside from God..hehehehe. Well, it is us who can make love to last a lifetime. and if ever somebody ask her if he is the right one..that girl's answer will definitely be being not sure about that, but she INTEND to make him her only one.. ^_^ apir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; that rainy evening (05.29-30.07) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-super wet&lt;br /&gt;-super fun&lt;br /&gt;-super adventure&lt;br /&gt;-super FIRST (wahehehehehehehehehhehehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;-super addicts&lt;br /&gt;-super quirino! (nyahahahhhaha..)&lt;br /&gt;-blah blah blah blah blah blah 210 blah blah blah blah blah etc etc etc etc.. my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; future plans &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nyahahahhaha family planning&lt;br /&gt;-legal age! 25!&lt;br /&gt;-australia!&lt;br /&gt;-simple wedding&lt;br /&gt;-garden reception&lt;br /&gt;-legallity in the making (4-5 years)&lt;br /&gt;-30-year-old pregnant doctor&lt;br /&gt;(Given: they're so much thrilled spending the rest of their lives together..)&lt;br /&gt;[sana talaga mangyari lahat........................] =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;june8-9&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sa dating tagpuan&lt;br /&gt;-his pare, her pare, the pizza and mojos in between at Sila.&lt;br /&gt;-fave spot&lt;br /&gt;-11:40&lt;br /&gt;-221&lt;br /&gt;-^_^&lt;br /&gt;-on the third DATE, he rose again. (nyahahhahahhahahahahhahahahha.)&lt;br /&gt;-ang coke&lt;br /&gt;-_________________acute lymphoblastic leukanemia_______________ (huhuhuhuh..)&lt;br /&gt;-^_^&lt;br /&gt;-4:40&lt;br /&gt;-hiya mode!!!!!!!!!!! wahehhehehahhahahhaha!!!!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to be continued..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; SARANGHAE!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-5696455939916970538?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/5696455939916970538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=5696455939916970538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5696455939916970538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/5696455939916970538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/06/that-rainy-evening-future-plans-and.html' title='that rainy evening,future plans,june8-9'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7460030058681173208</id><published>2007-05-17T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:35:04.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may 12. may 17.</title><content type='html'>hey!!! how's everyone? gosh i've been so busy with being so uber HAPPY (hehehehe..) nakalimutan ko ng may blog pala akong dapat i-update. (boo raize!!!! boo!!!)^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"hmmm, happy bkt???!.."&lt;/b&gt;--&gt; writing about this issue and all the previous issues that have to do with the L word was exciting as i thought it would be. For one, it's a real demanding work to write about love then not revealing something personal..RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Not that there's a lot to reveal, mind you. wahhehehehehehehehehehehhe (refer to my past angst-overrated posts kung gusto niong makabasa ng katangahan, then refer to all the upcoming posts kung gusto niong langgamin. apir!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ako noon.."&lt;/b&gt;--&gt; one of my obligatory classmates once said to me that i'm going to have a hard time finding a boyfriend because my idea of a boyfriend is those celebs and not of people from everyday life. (tawa na lang tayo. kasi totoo naman. CHAMPOI! HARRY! JO IN SUNG!..cno pa??! hahahahaha..)at ano pa ko noon?? being in more-than-friends-but-less-than-lovers attachment is no joke, especially if you mope over the guy who was as silly as a rotten egg. hahahahaha.. several times, dumbness and stupidity were my best policies to avoid arguments. well, i grew stale. then the next thing i knew.. i was unperturbed already. with champoi. hahahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; "in love..?!"&lt;/b&gt;--&gt; hmmm, what is love ba pare? i've heard and read a lot of definitions but, hehehehe.. BUT they actually dont fit my definition of definition. What the heck!!! basta i'm loving life!!! ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;" first.. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She got late. again. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- he prayed. she prayed. they prayed. and the rest was up to Him..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;'doon po sa banda don..'&lt;/i&gt; hehehehe.. ay! someone rested his arms on her pala. then someone hold her hands din pala. ay syangapala.. sila na. (uyyyy!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jeepney: they're on their way to moa. "mahal kita motel" wahhaahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- moa: walking was never been so fun. and when we reached that place.. hay. hay super.. totally undescribable. We talked about random things.. from stars and ufos to his cat kingking, from indecent proposals he got from gays and girls to my superfluke reactions on to what he told me. I'm a blabber in nature..but you know what? with him, i actually listen more. Hearing his voice with that sweet presence of him beside me undeniably made me more happy than i expected. I melted when he whispered i love you.. He was everything i never knew i've always wanted. I've fallen. and yes, not to mention that hug. kung pwede nga lang ibulsa na lang lahat. hehehehe.. i found myself in him. ay mali.. she found herself in him pala! wahahahahaha.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- isang libo: hahahahahahahha.. two fries and two large sodas sa fave fastfood nila. sabi ni gf muntik na nga daw hindi nakauwi yung kupal. hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bench: i finally met Coke's number one fan. anlakas lumaklak sobra!!!!! siguro dati nung bata sya pag may contest ng pabilisang uminom ng softdrinks sa children's party na ina-attendan nya, walang tanong tanong!!!! GIVEN NA YUN!! first prize pare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bus: he was apparently sleepy. hehehehehehhe.. wooohhooo!!! opium apir!!! =) "WALANG TAWIRAN, NAKAMAMATAY......................joke." wahahahahahahahhahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-back: he got her a pendant (awwwwww..) and she got him an anime postcard. (asteeg)&lt;br /&gt;it was past 11 already, (super late na poh..) fragile kids like them should be home by then so.. off they go. she kissed him. sa cheeks. (uuuyyy issue!!) tas babay na.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what a night. i'll make sure mauulit. ipapaulit ko talaga sa kanilang dalawa yun. nakakamiss agad eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to be continued.. hehehe..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO SUM IT ALL UP........... she loves her pare. and he loves his pare.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi sila mga bisexuals ha. wahahahahahahahahhahah.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7460030058681173208?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7460030058681173208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7460030058681173208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7460030058681173208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7460030058681173208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-12-may-17.html' title='may 12. may 17.'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-7493141049416118994</id><published>2007-05-01T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T04:33:04.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting over</title><content type='html'>may.. may.. may..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that guy is still unknown.&lt;br /&gt;gelo told me something.&lt;br /&gt;im missing that ice cream(wahehehehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;someone's actions deliberately made it so worse. ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want me.. you only want me when you cannot get me. You got me when you had the chance to know me, and you should have used it well. But I don’t think you knew what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-7493141049416118994?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/7493141049416118994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=7493141049416118994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7493141049416118994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/7493141049416118994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/05/stuck.html' title='starting over'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19791300.post-2024991187139647634</id><published>2007-04-26T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:33:10.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>donw under, tagaytay, ilocos</title><content type='html'>As expected, those places was beyond great! It happened as predicted. ACCEPTANCE, thats the term for many of us. Bittersweet memories that'll remain just that. Kahit ano pa yang matanggap kong messages..wala na. wala na eh! You've done it. And i made my point. Yours was apparently obscure..and i cant deal with that. Too often the thing you want most is the one thing you cant have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life. But as tough as wanting can be, the people who suffer the most in the end..are actually those who &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;dont know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now? &lt;b&gt;Tama na..&lt;/b&gt;and this is what my heart sounds like. Hurt as ive been..Starting over and happiness will be my choice. At sila? Probably theirs will be just as a messy as it was. Pero, thanks ha!!! salamat salamat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Reality, and reality it is AGAIN! wahahahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;Been a cp addict again..All this mixture of insanity and bliss.. hehehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughtrip! This wasn't suppose to happen in the first place. Meanne was just so stupid to be allowed to be trapped. Pathetic Meme. Poor Meme. Wala na... tanggap nalang ng tanggap. PASADIYOS na toh!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself, ako muna mauuna. Thank God I'm still sane. Yehey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO REGRETS! ONLY LESSONS LEARNED. &lt;br /&gt;What goes around..comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lapit na ang May!! &lt;br /&gt;April 30- Lea's bday (Happy bedey bosing!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;May 1- Tito Mayo's bday&lt;br /&gt;May 3- Joyce's&amp; Palmux's bday&lt;br /&gt;May 9- Kuya drew's bday&lt;br /&gt;may 11- Kuya George's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's in store for me the next month?&lt;br /&gt;sana ayos. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19791300-2024991187139647634?l=witchprophet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/feeds/2024991187139647634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19791300&amp;postID=2024991187139647634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2024991187139647634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19791300/posts/default/2024991187139647634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witchprophet.blogspot.com/2007/04/you.html' title='donw under, tagaytay, ilocos'/><author><name>Rai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14235548431557419939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X-NNDNw5-eQ/TNeKqrtv4lI/AAAAAAAAABw/ePETBZ1mfeM/S220/gumiho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
