<?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-12228341</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:54:53.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morceaux Littéraires Immortels</title><subtitle type='html'>"expressing thoughts and emotions in an artistic way"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-114556366096996963</id><published>2006-04-21T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T04:07:40.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please avoid reading this stupid crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;but the truth is..,i cannot bear the emotion..the emotion of which the memory of her face..giving to me..&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling to myself that i didn't know her nor did i care for her...&lt;br /&gt;and my mind agreed to my words but my heart  betrayed me..,it kept saying NO. . - it bled..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do.,i never felt so confused in my whole existence..&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden..there was darkness . . -pitch black, nothingness, silence*&lt;br /&gt;yes there was silence..not only from outside but also from deep within..&lt;br /&gt;. . . . saline rain fell on my lap..along with the bitter thunder..,&lt;br /&gt;it kept on going...&lt;br /&gt;and going....&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going....&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;and going...&lt;br /&gt;ang going..&lt;br /&gt;and going..&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hadn't changed ever since. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-114556366096996963?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/114556366096996963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=114556366096996963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/114556366096996963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/114556366096996963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2006/04/please-avoid-reading-this-stupid-crap.html' title='please avoid reading this stupid crap.'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-112701978178154167</id><published>2005-09-18T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:03:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again...sigh,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i never really had the chance to tell her...or i had but i never had the heart to do so., and so once again i'm lost inside myself thinking why it kept on going like this...maybe it's really my fault..no,,IT is my fault..... but one thing's for sure.....i've loved her since the day i first saw her until the day i had lose her...the day that ended forever..where the angels lost their wings and the world will lost its meaning. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the world...my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putang-ina, damn it, pakshet, bullshit, shit, fuck,,arrgg......see? inis ako..to myself?? maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-112701978178154167?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-112701977661908008</id><published>2005-09-18T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:02:57.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again...sigh,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i never really had the chance to tell her...or i had but i never had the heart to do so., and so once again i'm lost inside myself thinking why it kept on going like this...maybe it's really my fault..no,,IT is my fault..... but one thing's for sure.....i've loved her since the day i first saw her until the day i had lose her...the day that ended forever..where the angels lost their wings and the world will lost its meaning. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the world...my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putang-ina, damn it, pakshet, bullshit, shit, fuck,,arrgg......see? inis ako..to myself?? maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-112701977661908008?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111797344706597092</id><published>2005-06-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T20:10:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be thin..,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;thing none new see in die&lt;br /&gt;who bought who bad&lt;br /&gt;the hill key none thought see&lt;br /&gt;in die last fog see in die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fog must done knew see who one&lt;br /&gt;tea knee tea gas sun cash sea&lt;br /&gt;see in die who bought who bad&lt;br /&gt;bull ball money piece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111797344706597092?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111797344706597092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111797344706597092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111797344706597092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111797344706597092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/06/be-thin.html' title='be thin..,'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111659083462966391</id><published>2005-05-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T20:07:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A special story sent by a special someone. .</title><content type='html'>Each year he sent her roses and the note would&lt;br /&gt;always say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you even more this year, than last year on&lt;br /&gt;this day. My love for you will always grow, with&lt;br /&gt;every passing year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew this was the last time that the roses&lt;br /&gt;would appear. She thought, he ordered roses in&lt;br /&gt;advance before this day. Her loving husband did&lt;br /&gt;not know that he would pass away. He always&lt;br /&gt;liked to do things early, way before the time. Then,&lt;br /&gt;if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.&lt;br /&gt;She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very&lt;br /&gt;special vase, then, sat the vase beside the portrait&lt;br /&gt;of his smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would sit for hours, in her husband's favourite&lt;br /&gt;chair while staring at his picture, and the roses&lt;br /&gt;sitting there. A year went by, and it was to live&lt;br /&gt;without her mate. With loneliness and solitude,&lt;br /&gt;that had become her fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before, the&lt;br /&gt;doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her&lt;br /&gt;door. She brought the roses in, and then just&lt;br /&gt;looked at them in shock; then, went to get the&lt;br /&gt;telephone to call the florist shop. The owner&lt;br /&gt;answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,&lt;br /&gt;why someone would do this to her, causing her&lt;br /&gt;such pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know your husband passed away, more than a&lt;br /&gt;year ago," The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and&lt;br /&gt;you would want to know. The flowers you received&lt;br /&gt;today were paid for in advance. Your husband&lt;br /&gt;always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.&lt;br /&gt;There is a standing order that I have on file down&lt;br /&gt;here and he has paid, well in advance, you'll get&lt;br /&gt;them every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There also is another thing that I think you should&lt;br /&gt;know, He wrote a special little card... he did this&lt;br /&gt;year ago. Then, should ever I find out that he's no&lt;br /&gt;longer here, that's the card that should be sent to&lt;br /&gt;you the following year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears&lt;br /&gt;now flowing hard, her fingers shaking, as she&lt;br /&gt;slowly reaches to get the card. Inside the card,&lt;br /&gt;she saw that he had written her a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what&lt;br /&gt;he wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've&lt;br /&gt;been gone.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.&lt;br /&gt;Or if it was the other way,&lt;br /&gt;I know how I would feel. The love we shared made&lt;br /&gt;everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than&lt;br /&gt;words can say, you were the perfect wife. You&lt;br /&gt;were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every&lt;br /&gt;need. I know it's only been a year, but please try&lt;br /&gt;not to grieve.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be happy, even when you shed your&lt;br /&gt;tears. That is why the roses will be sent to you for&lt;br /&gt;years. When you get these roses, think of all the&lt;br /&gt;happiness, that we had together, and how both of&lt;br /&gt;us were blessed. I have always loved you and I&lt;br /&gt;know I always will. But, my love, you must go on,&lt;br /&gt;you have some living still. Please...try to find&lt;br /&gt;happiness, while living out your days. I know it is&lt;br /&gt;not easy, but I hope you find some ways. The&lt;br /&gt;roses will come every year, and they will only stop,&lt;br /&gt;when your door's not answered, when the florist&lt;br /&gt;stops to knock. He will come five times that day,&lt;br /&gt;in case you have gone out. But after his last visit,&lt;br /&gt;he will know without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;To take the roses to the place, where I've&lt;br /&gt;instructed him and place the roses where we are,&lt;br /&gt;together once again. Sometimes in life, you find a&lt;br /&gt;special friend; someone who changes your life just&lt;br /&gt;by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;until you can't stop; someone who makes you&lt;br /&gt;believe that there really is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who convinces you that there really is a&lt;br /&gt;unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111659083462966391?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111659083462966391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111659083462966391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111659083462966391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111659083462966391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/05/special-story-sent-by-special-someone.html' title='A special story sent by a special someone. .'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111656260213022899</id><published>2005-05-20T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T12:16:42.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Let me Go::</title><content type='html'>one more kiss could be the best thing&lt;br /&gt;one more lie could be the worst&lt;br /&gt;and all these thoughts are never resting&lt;br /&gt;and you're not something i deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;this world falls on me&lt;br /&gt;in this world, there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know who i am&lt;br /&gt;i'm torn between this life i lead&lt;br /&gt;and where i stand&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;so let me go&lt;br /&gt;let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dream we head to what i hope for&lt;br /&gt;and i turn my back on loving you&lt;br /&gt;how could this love be a good thing&lt;br /&gt;when i know what i'm going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head there's only you now&lt;br /&gt;this world falls on me&lt;br /&gt;in this world, there's real and make believe&lt;br /&gt;this seems real to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know who i am&lt;br /&gt;i'm torn between this life i lead&lt;br /&gt;and where i stand&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know who i am&lt;br /&gt;so let me go, just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;i cant escape these things inside&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know&lt;br /&gt;but all the pieces fall apart&lt;br /&gt;you will be the only one who knows&lt;br /&gt;who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know who i am&lt;br /&gt;i'm torn between this life i lead&lt;br /&gt;and where i stand,&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you don't know who i am&lt;br /&gt;so let me go&lt;br /&gt;just let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont&lt;br /&gt;you love me, but you dont know me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111656260213022899?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111656260213022899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111656260213022899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111656260213022899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111656260213022899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/05/let-me-go.html' title='::Let me Go::'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111625724396119626</id><published>2005-05-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:29:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intriguing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" border="1"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revolutionary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Altruistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Principled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Helpful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awesome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enchanting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php" method="post"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not the kind or results i've expected..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111625724396119626?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111592050140204353</id><published>2005-05-13T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T01:55:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Me,,</title><content type='html'>What day is it&lt;br /&gt;And in what month&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do, nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to do, nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;I don't why I can't keep my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to do, nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to do nothin to prove and&lt;br /&gt;It's you and me and all of the people and&lt;br /&gt;I don't why I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it&lt;br /&gt;And in what month&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111556883108144986</id><published>2005-05-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:13:51.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the simple life of the heiress..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v713/raffylacson/ParisHilton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biography for&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth name&lt;br /&gt;Paris Whitney Hilton&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname&lt;br /&gt;Star&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height&lt;br /&gt;5' 8" (1.73 m)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade mark&lt;br /&gt;She wears blue coloured contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote and shirts that read "That's Hot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia&lt;br /&gt;Formerly engaged to model and actor Jason Shaw [2001]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister of Nicky Hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly attended The Dwight School in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announced she would live on a farm for a new fish-out-of-water "reality" show called "The Simple Life" (2003). The show is reportedly a takeoff on the 1960s sitcom "Green Acres" (1965). [2003]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heiress daughter of Rick Hilton and Kathy Richards, of the Hilton Hotel empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her 21st birthday, she threw five parties for herself in New York, Las Vegas, London, Hollywood and Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has two younger brothers, Baron and Conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother is the former actress Kathy Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niece of Kim Richards and Kyle Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 34B-25-35 (Source: Celebrity Sleuth magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has three Pomeranians named Dolce, Sebastian and Prince, as well as two chihuahuas named Tinkerbell and Bambi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly attended the Canterbury School, a boarding school in Connecticut, during her junior year. She then transfered to the Dwight School in New York City before dropping out a few months later and getting a GED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chosen the worst-dressed celebrity in 2003 by fashion critic Mr. Blackwell (Richard Selzer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is good friends with Actress Tara Reid and Reality TV Star Nicole Richie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly attended the Buckley School in Sherman Oaks, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popularity skyrocketed after a homemade sex video between her and ex- boyfriend Rick Salomon (Shannen Doherty's estranged husband) scattered all over the internet in October of 2003. The video was made when she was 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great-granddaughter of hotel magnate Conrad Hilton; great-niece of Conrad Hilton Jr., the first husband of Elizabeth Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been romantically linked to actors Leonardo DiCaprio, Edward Furlong, Jamie Kennedy, Simon Rex, Australian Idol star Rob Mills, Sum 41 lead singer Deryck Whibley, producer Robert Evans, boxer Oscar De La Hoya, and nightclub owner Ingrid Casares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announced at the end of 2003 that she is recording an album. She enlisted the help of J.C. Chasez and his producer Rob Boldt to help in the creation of a dance-pop album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated Backstreet Boys singer Nick Carter. [December 2003-July 2004]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hilton name is of Norwegian origin. Her great-great-grandfather August Halvorsen Hilton was born on the family farm Hilton, at Kløfta, just outside Oslo, Norway before emigrating to the US with his family at age 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October 2004, she officially had her popular quote, "That's hot", trademarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great granddaughter of Conrad Hilton, founder of the Hilton Hotel chain, and Mary Adelaide Barron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans to open "Club Paris" in Orlando, Florida in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears a size 11 shoe. Many top designers don't make their shoes in an 11, so they have them custom made just for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a victim of a serious hacking incident, where her T-Mobile address book, notes, and private photographs taken with a camera phone were released on the Internet. The address book revealed hotel and airline preferences, and exposed private phone numbers and e-mail addresses for numerous celebrities and other Hollywood elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sport is golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame Tussaud's on 42nd Street unveiled a wax dummy of her to coincide with the release of the movie House of Wax (2005) in which she has a role. [1 May 2005]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;She was secretly married to Mr. Raphael Lacson..Ü)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111556883108144986?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111556883108144986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111556883108144986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111556883108144986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111556883108144986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/05/simple-life-of-heiress.html' title='the simple life of the heiress..'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111523265881964524</id><published>2005-05-05T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T02:50:58.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls are evil...haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v713/raffylacson/62.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111523265881964524?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111511970547119763</id><published>2005-05-03T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T19:42:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs about her; for her..</title><content type='html'>It's your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Your face, your lips that I miss,&lt;br /&gt;Those sweet little eyes that stare at me&lt;br /&gt;And make me say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you through all the way.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's you&lt;br /&gt;Who fills the emptiness in me;&lt;br /&gt;It changes ev'rything, you see,&lt;br /&gt;When I know I've got you with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go far away from you&lt;br /&gt;Even the sky will tell you&lt;br /&gt;That i need you so&lt;br /&gt;For this is all i know&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go far away from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what they do&lt;br /&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;‘cause tonight i’ll be right at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still i see the tears from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i’m just not the one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you'll ever see&lt;br /&gt;More than my heart could ever show&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz when nothing seems clear&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;From the sheer weight&lt;br /&gt;Of your doubts and fears&lt;br /&gt;Weary heart&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the light disappears&lt;br /&gt;And when this world’s insincere&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;When nobody hears you scream&lt;br /&gt;I’ll scream with you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save your eyes&lt;br /&gt;From your tears&lt;br /&gt;When everything’s unclear&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my arms&lt;br /&gt;Through the long cold night&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one understands&lt;br /&gt;I’ll believe&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;Put your heart in my hands&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be safe here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She can ruin your faith with her casual lies,&lt;br /&gt;And she only reveals what she wants you to see&lt;br /&gt;She hides like a child but she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you,&lt;br /&gt;She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe you,&lt;br /&gt;And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she steals like a thief but she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she takes care of herself, she can wait if she wants,&lt;br /&gt;She's ahead of her time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she never gives out and she never gives in,&lt;br /&gt;She just changes her mind&lt;br /&gt;She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel,&lt;br /&gt;She can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool,&lt;br /&gt;But she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree,&lt;br /&gt;And the most she will do is throw shadows at you&lt;br /&gt;But she's always a woman to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may be the face I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;The trace of pleasure or regret&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my treasure or the prize I have to pay&lt;br /&gt;She may be the song that summer sings&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the children autumn brings&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a hundred different things&lt;br /&gt;Within the measure of a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She maybe the reason I survive&lt;br /&gt;The why and wherefore kind of life&lt;br /&gt;The one I care for through the rough and ready years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111511970547119763?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111511970547119763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111511970547119763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111511970547119763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111511970547119763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/05/songs-about-her-for-her.html' title='songs about her; for her..'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111434238932141238</id><published>2005-04-24T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:50:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raphael....</title><content type='html'>raphael is cool but rude&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a hotel in tinos of cyclades complex&lt;br /&gt;raphael is een landgoed midden in de bossen van de&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading&lt;br /&gt;raphael is charged to heal the earth and has a special charge of protecting the young&lt;br /&gt;raphael is concerned with our suffering and with every affliction of the sons of men&lt;br /&gt;raphael is noted in jewish and christian literature as an archangel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is een zwembad aanwezig&lt;br /&gt;raphael is performing everywhere from concert halls to coffeehouses&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of 3 great angels in post&lt;br /&gt;raphael is commonly associated with the serpent&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the essence of the doctrine&lt;br /&gt;raphael is documented as being absent from urbino and is probably in perugia with the painter pietro perugino&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the sword of peace&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading a scene from the cartoon ep "leatherhead&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually two programs&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the author of 37 books&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known in the united states primarily as a screenwriter&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the legendary healer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the first archangels who was created by our lord out of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is trying to prove that he can make the impossible work&lt;br /&gt;raphael is identified with the angel who moved the healing waters of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a brilliant mathematician whose name i was given&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel of healing of the sick&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a laid back turtle who has never showed any shyness&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an arrogant&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the driving force behind the longest&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the leader of the group&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of god&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the few angels mentioned by name in biblical lore&lt;br /&gt;raphael is more accurate than quickcap for capacitance but the run &gt; times are long&lt;br /&gt;raphael is depicted as a human&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an american classic and truly represents the bold look of kohler&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a small company owned and run by kalina rose&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel that supervises healers and healing for all earth’s population&lt;br /&gt;raphael is currently a consultant at the boston consulting group&lt;br /&gt;raphael is in loved with his andalusia&lt;br /&gt;raphael is connected to the cardinal direction of east and the element of air&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a favorite son in his hometown of santa monica and resides nearby in mar vista&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the oldest and largest member of the st&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a mystifying creature even to those of his own kind&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known as "the medicine of god" or "the shining one who heals&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the sixteenth largest in new england with 511 beds&lt;br /&gt;raphael is&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a subsidiary of saint raphael healthcare system&lt;br /&gt;raphael is twenty four year old artist born and raised in orange county&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the physically strongest of the tmnt&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an incorrigable punster&lt;br /&gt;raphael is dumb as a rock&lt;br /&gt;raphael is struggling to understand his sexuality in a time when the gay life he is drawn to is hated by much of society&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an archangel and he is the angel of healing&lt;br /&gt;raphael is charged with healing the earth as well as healing men&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an outstanding role model for young women&lt;br /&gt;raphael is president and chief executive officer of the visiting nurse service of new york&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a town on the mediterranean sea&lt;br /&gt;raphael is philosophically an idealist although artistically a realist&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the one who taught michael everything he knows about angels&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel whose name in hebrew means&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the two soul warriors left in the game&lt;br /&gt;raphael is impersonating him and that his thugs believe that raphael is mcmutt&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a chunky catfish with a basic black color and a yellow stripe running the length of its body&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a trade name for several different south american catfish&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered one of the finest draftsmen ever&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his madonnas and for his large figure compositions in the vatican in rome&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of seven archangels who stand before the throne of the lord&lt;br /&gt;raphael is traditionally known as the patron of healing&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an extremely laid back&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of god's most faithful angels&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of few people in the government not under firm control of dominic d?honaire&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a veritable chameleon&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the first israeli manufacturer of quality valves&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a new saint&lt;br /&gt;raphael is variable&lt;br /&gt;raphael is to develop&lt;br /&gt;raphael is also interested in the prevention of degeneration of outer hair cells and cell&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a first&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a singer/ songwriter of over 60 new jewish songs/prayers&lt;br /&gt;raphael is often described as being a womanizer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel of the month of april&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a contemporary folk artist&lt;br /&gt;raphael is most known for his lightness of composition in the classical spirit&lt;br /&gt;raphael is cool but rude&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a hotel in tinos of cyclades complex&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the leader of the group&lt;br /&gt;raphael is charged to heal the earth and has a special charge of protecting the young&lt;br /&gt;raphael is concerned with our suffering and with every affliction of the sons of men&lt;br /&gt;raphael is performing everywhere from concert halls to coffeehouses&lt;br /&gt;raphael is noted in jewish and christian literature as an archangel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a hotel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the essence of the doctrine&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the sword of peace&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is documented as being absent from urbino and is probably in perugia with the painter pietro perugino&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually two programs&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the author of 37 books&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known in the united states primarily as a screenwriter&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading a scene from the cartoon ep "leatherhead&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the first archangels who was created by our lord out of himself&lt;br /&gt;raphael is commonly associated with the serpent&lt;br /&gt;raphael is concerned with our suffering and every affliction of the sons of man&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a port of the ascii published msx game; castle excellent&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his madonnas and for his&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel of healing of the sick&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the few angels mentioned by name in biblical lore&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a brilliant mathematician whose name i was given&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an arrogant&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a laid back turtle who has never showed any shyness&lt;br /&gt;raphael is identified with the angel who moved the healing waters of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the driving force behind the longest&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered&lt;br /&gt;raphael is more accurate than quickcap for capacitance but the run &gt; times are long&lt;br /&gt;raphael is depicted as a human&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an american classic and truly represents the bold look of kohler&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a favorite son in his hometown of santa monica and resides nearby in mar vista&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel that supervises healers and healing for all earth’s population&lt;br /&gt;raphael is currently a consultant at the boston consulting group&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of seven archangels who stand before the throne of the lord&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of god&lt;br /&gt;raphael is connected to the cardinal direction of east and the element of air&lt;br /&gt;raphael is in loved with his andalusia&lt;br /&gt;raphael is variable&lt;br /&gt;raphael is certainly one of the three most important renaissance artists&lt;br /&gt;raphael is struggling to understand his sexuality in a time when the gay life he is drawn to is hated by much of society&lt;br /&gt;raphael is responsible for developing and maintaining personalized fitness programs&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the oldest and largest member of the st&lt;br /&gt;raphael is dumb as a rock&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known as "the medicine of god" or "the shining one who heals&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an archangel and he is the angel of healing&lt;br /&gt;raphael is twenty four year old artist born and raised in orange county&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a small company owned and run by kalina rose&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a town on the mediterranean sea&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the legendary healer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a subsidiary of saint raphael healthcare system&lt;br /&gt;raphael is impersonating him and that his thugs believe that raphael is mcmutt&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually helping&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel whose name in hebrew means&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his madonnas and for his large figure compositions in the vatican in rome&lt;br /&gt;raphael is president and chief executive officer of the visiting nurse service of new york&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an incorrigable punster&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered one of the finest draftsmen ever&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of god's most faithful angels&lt;br /&gt;raphael is often described as being a womanizer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an associate at wolf popper llp&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the two soul warriors left in the game&lt;br /&gt;raphael is traditionally known as the patron of healing&lt;br /&gt;raphael is philosophically an idealist although artistically a realist&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an outstanding role model for young women&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually very&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a chunky catfish with a basic black color and a yellow stripe running the length of its body&lt;br /&gt;raphael is long island’s premier vineyard and winery estate&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a new saint&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a trade name for several different south american catfish&lt;br /&gt;raphael is also interested in the prevention of degeneration of outer hair cells and cell&lt;br /&gt;raphael is conveniently located in the heart of kansas city&lt;br /&gt;raphael is witty&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a veritable chameleon&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a first&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a beach resort town with 26&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of few people in the government not under firm control of dominic d’honaire&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a marvelous interpreter of monk&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a good forward and should gives us more power up front"&lt;br /&gt;raphael is most known for his lightness of composition in the classical spirit&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a well&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his many images of madonnas&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the nathan and sophia gumenick professor of judaic studies&lt;br /&gt;raphael is not raphael&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a hotel in tinos of cyclades complex&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading&lt;br /&gt;raphael is charged to heal the earth and has a special charge of protecting the young&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his madonnas and for his large figure compositions in the vatican in rome&lt;br /&gt;raphael is concerned with our suffering and with every affliction of the sons of men&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of 3 great angels in post&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the essence of the doctrine&lt;br /&gt;raphael is that being&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a hotel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reading a scene from the cartoon ep "leatherhead&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually two programs&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the author of 37 books&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known in the united states primarily as a screenwriter&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the sword of peace&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the legendary healer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is documented as being absent from urbino and is probably in perugia with the painter pietro perugino&lt;br /&gt;raphael is best known for his madonnas and for his&lt;br /&gt;raphael is also the&lt;br /&gt;raphael is more accurate than quickcap for capacitance but the run &gt; times are long&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the first archangels who was created by our lord out of himself&lt;br /&gt;raphael is responsible for developing and maintaining personalized fitness programs&lt;br /&gt;raphael is performing everywhere from concert halls to coffeehouses&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a collection of 2d and 3d field solvers and interfaces that provide the ability to obtain accurate interconnect models for different engineering&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the few angels mentioned by name in biblical lore&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered to be the 'undisputed' champion&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a port of the ascii published msx game; castle excellent&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an arrogant&lt;br /&gt;raphael is identified with the angel who moved the healing waters of&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a first&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the author of the “spirit of the coast” column for the central coast sun bulletin newspaper and is the co&lt;br /&gt;raphael is depicted as a human&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a beautiful first&lt;br /&gt;raphael is currently a consultant at the boston consulting group&lt;br /&gt;raphael is known as "the medicine of god" or "the shining one who heals&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a brilliant mathematician whose name i was given&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one the three angels specifically mentioned by name in the bible&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a favorite son in his hometown of santa monica and resides nearby in mar vista&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel that supervises healers and healing for all earth’s population&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a blend of opulence and discretion&lt;br /&gt;raphael is variable&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a small company owned and run by kalina rose&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a laid back turtle who has never showed any shyness&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the name given to one of the seven archangels who stand before the throne of god&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the 3 great angels in post&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of seven archangels who stand before the throne of the lord&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a mystifying creature even to those of his own kind&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel&lt;br /&gt;raphael is about 100 metres down park lane on the left hand side&lt;br /&gt;raphael is now a phd&lt;br /&gt;raphael is connected to the cardinal direction of east and the element of air&lt;br /&gt;raphael is twenty four year old artist born and raised in orange county&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the angel of healing of the sick&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the editor of mystery midrash&lt;br /&gt;raphael is charged with healing the earth as well as healing men&lt;br /&gt;raphael is often described as being a womanizer&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the oldest and largest member of the st&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a trade name for several different south american catfish&lt;br /&gt;raphael is significant in the deutero&lt;br /&gt;raphael is considered to&lt;br /&gt;raphael is impersonating him and that his thugs believe that raphael is mcmutt&lt;br /&gt;raphael is actually helping&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an american classic and truly represents the bold look of kohler&lt;br /&gt;raphael is an outstanding role model for young women&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a subsidiary of saint raphael healthcare system&lt;br /&gt;raphael is also interested in the prevention of degeneration of outer hair cells and cell&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a chunky catfish with a basic black color and a yellow stripe running the length of its body&lt;br /&gt;raphael is depicted as heavenly being who directs tobias to spear the fish and take the organs home&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of god's most faithful angels&lt;br /&gt;raphael is philosophically an idealist although artistically a realist&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a new saint&lt;br /&gt;raphael is one of the two soul warriors left in the game&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a town on the mediterranean sea&lt;br /&gt;raphael is traditionally known as the patron of healing&lt;br /&gt;raphael is reserved&lt;br /&gt;raphael is the archangel whose name in hebrew means&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a 511&lt;br /&gt;raphael is located in the&lt;br /&gt;raphael is witty&lt;br /&gt;raphael is conveniently located in the heart of kansas city&lt;br /&gt;raphael is declared to be a "half&lt;br /&gt;raphael is a well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111434238932141238?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111434238932141238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111434238932141238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111434238932141238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111434238932141238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/raphael.html' title='raphael....'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111396232863856916</id><published>2005-04-20T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:03:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.H.S. Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.H.S. Beloved, the well spring of future sages&lt;br /&gt;The sunshine of all ages.&lt;br /&gt;Fervently we adore thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brilliance has radiated, precious gems of golden thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Meritorious! A distinct zeal&lt;br /&gt;live with mem'ries ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Midst the verdure of thy vast tract, where the whispering&lt;br /&gt;breezes sough;&lt;br /&gt;Down the verdant: evergreen lawn,&lt;br /&gt;Where the dew falls fresh dawn;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such spacious tidy rooms wide, fill they gladsome youth&lt;br /&gt;with pride -&lt;br /&gt;All these beauty me us love thee,&lt;br /&gt;Ne'er a school was there so grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift of wondrous bless light, misguided steps to lead aright,&lt;br /&gt;Of the future nation builders,&lt;br /&gt;That from far off climes doth come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backbone of our freedom, rooted deep in the bosom&lt;br /&gt;Was the mainspring of our heroes&lt;br /&gt;Who for justice fought to resign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O school dear of Pampanga, let the voice of wisdom ring;&lt;br /&gt;Tap the genius to the full swing,&lt;br /&gt;With morals behind its wing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That he is not let no Man be, nor the envious to rule free,&lt;br /&gt;Let all goodness with love entwine&lt;br /&gt;For truth begets divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111396232863856916?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111396232863856916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111396232863856916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111396232863856916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111396232863856916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/phs-beloved.html' title='P.H.S. Beloved'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111379217299667020</id><published>2005-04-18T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:40:08.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"the author's journey to hell" (still UNfinished and with some errors)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben, that's what I first called him. He was a nice fellow. He always followed me wherever I go. At first, it didn't seem to bother me so I ignored him but as time went by he became a nuisance to my life. Later that night, I 've waited for him in my room. Surprisingly, he didn't show up but I knew at that time that he was there waiting for me to sleep. I tried to communicate with him but he didn't answer and then suddenly something made me drowsy and in an instant, I fell into a deep sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up in to a different world. "It must be a dream.", I said to myself. But somehow, it doesn't looked like a dream. It really felt like I'm in a real world, a world where everything has no limit. I was beside an Everglade where I saw some odd-looking mushrooms. They were the size of a full grown man and and filled with custard on the inside. It was quite a delicious sight. I tried to poke one of them but it seemed like its outer skin is as tough as a cow's hide. A sharp pointed blade couldn't even penetrate it. And so I gave up and continued to explore the terrain. At the far end of the bushy grassland, there was a deep well. I looked down and it was empty. Then I turned around and saw a sign. It read "Gateway to Hell". I got really curious and ignored the sign. At the east of the well, I saw an old shack and so I went there. The place seemed to be abandoned but everything still seems to be intact and in proper order. It pretty much contained everything I need - a torch, medical herbs, preserved foods, and a rope. After gathering everything I need, I packed them up and went back to the well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've reached the well and rappeled down from it using the rope I got from the shack. After a few hours, I found out that this well is not what it seemed to be but an illusion to conceal a deep and gigantic cave which was said to be the gateway to hell. Again, I just ignored it and kept on going until I began to hear the eerie howls of the abyss. And as I descend deeper and deeper, the soul-piercing sounds intensified. I got tired so I rested for awhile in a large crevice along my path. Sitting inside the crevice, I still kept on hearing those wretched howls. At that moment, I finally understood what those howls really were. They were cries, cries of eternal torment. "I'm going crazy!", I said to myself. I was about to go to the belly of the devil itself and yet I feel no fear or the will to flee this god-forsaken place. I silently contemplated for awhile and eventually dozed-off....to be continued&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(panaginip lang to mga pare...wag niyong seryosohin..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111379217299667020?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111379217299667020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111379217299667020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111379217299667020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111379217299667020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/authors-journey-to-hell-still.html' title='&quot;the author&apos;s journey to hell&quot; (still UNfinished and with some errors)'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111372766951264962</id><published>2005-04-17T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:40:26.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an ode to my parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you were always there for me, i knew that.&lt;br /&gt;you never left my side in times of hardships&lt;br /&gt;you comfort me whenever i feel down and blue&lt;br /&gt;you showered me your love, kindness, and hope&lt;br /&gt;you never forget to make me a sandwhich&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm hungry or when i'm upset&lt;br /&gt;you always knew where you keep my pills&lt;br /&gt;whenever my tummy aches or my head hurts&lt;br /&gt;i kinda wondered what would my life be without you&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know it will be a life full of crap and misery&lt;br /&gt;so i'm trying my best to be with you with ev'ry passing day&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i guess these are the very extra special reasons&lt;br /&gt;the very reasons why i loved so much in all these years&lt;br /&gt;heck is, i'll still love you even without these reasons&lt;br /&gt;'cause you made my life complete... yeah, thats why! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111372766951264962?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111372766951264962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111372766951264962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111372766951264962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111372766951264962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/ode-to-my-parents.html' title='an ode to my parents'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111372722597215912</id><published>2005-04-17T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T16:40:25.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused?! He Loves although he Hates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a blister in my heart, that's what you are!&lt;br /&gt;all you did is to make me suffer and suffer more&lt;br /&gt;but still why does my heart kept saying this to me?&lt;br /&gt;that i still love you and i don't wanna lose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in times of loneliness you have always haunt me&lt;br /&gt;your lips, your eyes, your smile, your voice, your face&lt;br /&gt;even just the glimpse of you gives me an excruciating pain&lt;br /&gt;a pain that deeply pierces both my heart and my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate myself. and i hate it because of you&lt;br /&gt;i have cursed the day i met you.&lt;br /&gt;i have also cherished the moments i was with you&lt;br /&gt;and this is why i all this time i kept on being a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now, i live my life as a person whose sanity is lost&lt;br /&gt;confusion stirred inside my mind whether i lose you or not&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats what's driving me insane, the thought of losing you&lt;br /&gt;such feeling that brings extreme hatred in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111372722597215912?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111372722597215912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111372722597215912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111372722597215912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111372722597215912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/confused-he-loves-although-he-hates.html' title='Confused?! He Loves although he Hates'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111371608153028811</id><published>2005-04-17T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T16:36:58.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have i really lost you?&lt;br /&gt;or am i the one whose lost.&lt;br /&gt;i can never really tell though,&lt;br /&gt;for insanity still lingers in my heart&lt;br /&gt;yet day by day this illness gets worse&lt;br /&gt;the longing to have you, to feel you, to hug you&lt;br /&gt;still, there is a cure to this wretched sickness&lt;br /&gt;the most potent of all so called panaceas&lt;br /&gt;the one that no magic cannot achieve&lt;br /&gt;the one that brings forth life to anyone who receives it&lt;br /&gt;the one that i got from you&lt;br /&gt;and in one fell sweep it got away&lt;br /&gt;the one thing, the thing that made my life complete....&lt;br /&gt;your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111371608153028811?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111371608153028811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111371608153028811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111371608153028811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111371608153028811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-love.html' title='your love'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111370646860901326</id><published>2005-04-17T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T16:37:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamagmacalunus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yacu.&lt;br /&gt;ninu ba yacu para queca?&lt;br /&gt;ni minsan ba aisip mu na,&lt;br /&gt;atsu cu queni na mimisip queca?&lt;br /&gt;mimisip na balang aldo apansin mucu&lt;br /&gt;pero nang apala cu nung mangarap ku cabud?&lt;br /&gt;nung ala nacuman gagawan para apansin mucu&lt;br /&gt;quing tutu man aaminan cu..&lt;br /&gt;aaminan cu na mayna cu lub.&lt;br /&gt;ecu agawang lumawe quecang diretsu&lt;br /&gt;bala nang akakit daka maybug cung manacbag&lt;br /&gt;sisican ing tibuc ning pusu&lt;br /&gt;magpadagdag carug quing salu....&lt;br /&gt;o sinta co, caluguran daca!&lt;br /&gt;ecu agyung kumabye nung ala ca.&lt;br /&gt;ica ing tanging sasalba quing biye cu&lt;br /&gt;ica ing tanging iisipan cu abac man o bengi&lt;br /&gt;caya sana naman anngang misan mu&lt;br /&gt;lawen mu nacu man at pakisabyan mucu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111370646860901326?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111370646860901326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111370646860901326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111370646860901326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111370646860901326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/04/pamagmacalunus.html' title='Pamagmacalunus'/><author><name>raffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13498989969829627661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/36/35/4425363/13080468534190l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12228341.post-111371811022490090</id><published>2005-03-18T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:29:27.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sword of truth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a dreary twilight, thou shall see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever ready to strike with vengeance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;open thy eyes and i shall open thine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then freedom i shall give thee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;truth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12228341-111371811022490090?l=raffylacson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/feeds/111371811022490090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12228341&amp;postID=111371811022490090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111371811022490090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12228341/posts/default/111371811022490090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raffylacson.blogspot.com/2005/03/sword-of-truth.html' title='The sword of 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