<?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-14797185</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:44:22.760+08:00</updated><category term='a servant&apos;s cry'/><title type='text'>The Music Of My Soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8331753965964943088</id><published>2009-04-02T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:45:46.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Blooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My mother asked me to book her a flight to Iloilo this April. I texted her informing that I will book her in PAL instead of Cebu Pacific for cheaper rates then I called her after the text to discuss matters clearer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  Mommy, sa PAL na kita ibo-book kasi mas mura dun lumalabas kesa sa Cebu Pacific.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother:  Ay, hindi ako sa Cebu pupunta, sa Iloilo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  Ah Mommy, Cebu Pacific yung sinasabi ko, yung eroplano.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hehe, si Mother talaga! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  Marami pa syang ganyang kwento. hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8331753965964943088?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8331753965964943088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8331753965964943088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8331753965964943088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8331753965964943088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/04/mother-blooper.html' title='Mother&amp;#39;s Blooper'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-247242454384827195</id><published>2009-03-28T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:58:57.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart is Yours</title><content type='html'>I began to like Paramore because of this song which made me realize whom my heart really belongs to...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am finding out that maybe I was wrong&lt;br&gt; That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Stay with me, this is what I need, please?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to You&lt;br&gt; We could sing our own but what would it be without You?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am nothing now and it's been so long&lt;br&gt; Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This time I will be listening.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to You&lt;br&gt; We could sing our own but what would it be without You?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You&lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You&lt;br&gt; My heart is Yours&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You&lt;br&gt; My heart is Yours&lt;br&gt; (My heart, it beats for You)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You (It beats, beats for only You)&lt;br&gt; My heart is Yours (My heart is Yours)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This heart, it beats, beats for only You (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)&lt;br&gt; My heart, my heart is Yours (Please don't go now, please don't fade away)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; (Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is Yours&lt;br&gt; (Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is Yours&lt;br&gt; (Please don't go, please don't fade away)&lt;br&gt; (Please don't go now, please don't fade away) My heart is...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-247242454384827195?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/247242454384827195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=247242454384827195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/247242454384827195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/247242454384827195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-is-yours.html' title='My Heart is Yours'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-9217067018669040155</id><published>2009-03-27T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:47:45.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Thank You</title><content type='html'>Kate, for having faith in me when I was in the midst of questioning my own abilities, for cheering me with "Go!", for feeling even more excited than me and for the encouraging text this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kitty, for leaving me with the words "I'm proud of you" before I left the office yesterday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You both inspired me. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;  Super big thanks!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-9217067018669040155?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9217067018669040155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=9217067018669040155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9217067018669040155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9217067018669040155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-thank-you.html' title='Thank You, Thank You'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5994254342844644971</id><published>2009-03-26T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:43:22.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Argggh* Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was just waiting for the clock to hit 6:00 PM so I can get ready to leave the office and be bound for home in Nueva Ecija (yes, I'm on leave tomorrow). At 5:30, requests came from our big boss. And until now, I'm still here in the office. Oh well, that's life. See you tomorrow home. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Had I been able to leave at 6:00 PM, I should've been lying down in our bed at home 200+ kilometers from where I am right now.  *sigh*  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5994254342844644971?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5994254342844644971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5994254342844644971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5994254342844644971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5994254342844644971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/03/argggh-happens.html' title='*Argggh* Happens'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3654119745401360982</id><published>2009-02-20T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:30:11.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaadikan</title><content type='html'>I need a dose of Dashboard Confessional and Paramore plus electric guitar, bass guitar and drums. Solb na! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;  Hay, kelan kaya? I feel anxious na. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3654119745401360982?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3654119745401360982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3654119745401360982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3654119745401360982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3654119745401360982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaadikan.html' title='Kaadikan'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2020957904546302240</id><published>2009-02-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:20:55.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirious? The Farewell Tour </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/del_resized.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="5"&gt;I want! I want!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;* Curious lang, bakit kaya farewell na?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2020957904546302240?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2020957904546302240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2020957904546302240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2020957904546302240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2020957904546302240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/02/delirious-farewell-tour.html' title='Delirious? The Farewell Tour '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/th_del_resized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4618449034335894092</id><published>2009-02-07T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:36:50.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight OST</title><content type='html'>  Listened to Twilight OST and I didn't like it. Maybe because I heard so much digital mixing or mastering whatsoever. I've always loved hearing a song's drumbeat, guitar plucks or strums, the bass or the other musical instruments that accompany it which turned out quite rare in the soundtrack. And some of the songs sounded like "disco" songs from the 70's or 80's. Hehe! But there are a few that I liked and these are Paramore's "Decode" and "I Caught Myself", Iron &amp; Wine's "Flightless Bird, American Mouth" and my favorite from Linkin Park, "Leave Out All the Rest".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I heard the song, I asked myself, "Is it really Linkin Park singing?" No growling and screaming and the music is not loud. It sounded a little more mainstream but I enjoyed it. Loved the lyrics too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave Out All the Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I dreamt I was missing&lt;br&gt; You were so scared&lt;br&gt; But no one would listen&lt;br&gt; 'Cause no one else cared&lt;br&gt; After my dreaming&lt;br&gt; I woke with this fear&lt;br&gt; What am I leaving?&lt;br&gt; When I'm done here?&lt;br&gt; So if you're asking me I want you to know&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; When my time comes&lt;br&gt; Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br&gt; Help me leave behind some&lt;br&gt; Reasons to be missed&lt;br&gt; Don't resent me&lt;br&gt; And when you're feeling empty&lt;br&gt; Keep me in your memory&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Don't be afraid&lt;br&gt; I've taken my beating&lt;br&gt; I've shared what I've made&lt;br&gt; I'm strong on the surface&lt;br&gt; Not all the way through&lt;br&gt; I've never been perfect&lt;br&gt; But neither have you&lt;br&gt; So if you're asking me I want you to know&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; When my time comes&lt;br&gt; Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br&gt; Help me leave behind some&lt;br&gt; Reasons to be missed&lt;br&gt; Don't resent me&lt;br&gt; And when you're feeling empty&lt;br&gt; Keep me in your memory&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Forgetting&lt;br&gt; All the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well&lt;br&gt; Pretending&lt;br&gt; Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br&gt; I can't be who you are&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; When my time comes&lt;br&gt; Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br&gt; Help me leave behind some&lt;br&gt; Reasons to be missed&lt;br&gt; Don't resent me&lt;br&gt; And when you're feeling empty&lt;br&gt; Keep me in your memory&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; Leave out all the rest&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Forgetting&lt;br&gt; All the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well&lt;br&gt; Pretending&lt;br&gt; Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br&gt; I can't be who you are&lt;br&gt; I can't be who you are&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4618449034335894092?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4618449034335894092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4618449034335894092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4618449034335894092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4618449034335894092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/02/twilight-ost.html' title='Twilight OST'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2560230411935184769</id><published>2009-01-31T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:50:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3EB</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;Third Eye Blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend&lt;br&gt; You could cut ties with all the lies&lt;br&gt;That you've been living in&lt;br&gt; And if you do not want to see me again&lt;br&gt;I would understand, I would understand.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The angry boy, a bit too insane&lt;br&gt; Icing over a secret pain&lt;br&gt; You know you don't belong&lt;br&gt;You're the first to fight&lt;br&gt; You're way too loud&lt;br&gt; You're the flash of light on a burial shroud&lt;br&gt; I know something's wrong&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Well everyone I know has got a reason, to say&lt;br&gt; Put the past away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend&lt;br&gt; You could cut ties with all the lies&lt;br&gt;That you've been living in&lt;br&gt; And if you do not want to see me again&lt;br&gt; I would understand, I would understand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And well he's on the table&lt;br&gt;And he's gone to code&lt;br&gt; And I do not think anyone knows&lt;br&gt; What they are doing here&lt;br&gt; And your friends have left you&lt;br&gt; You've been dismissed&lt;br&gt; I never thought it would come to this&lt;br&gt;  And I, I want you to know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everyone's got to face down the demons&lt;br&gt; Maybe today &lt;br&gt; We can put the past away&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend.&lt;br&gt; You could cut ties with all the lies, &lt;br&gt; That you've been living in,&lt;br&gt; And if you do not want to see me again, &lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; (I would understand)&lt;br&gt; (I would understand)&lt;br&gt; (Understand)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ya ya ya ya ya...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Can you put the past away? &lt;br&gt; I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend&lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; (I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend)&lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; (I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend)&lt;br&gt; And I would understand&lt;br&gt; (I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend)&lt;br&gt; I would understand&lt;br&gt; (I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend)&lt;br&gt; And I would understand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2560230411935184769?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2560230411935184769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2560230411935184769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2560230411935184769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2560230411935184769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/3eb.html' title='3EB'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1701530350780601527</id><published>2009-01-31T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:12:42.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tingalingaling # 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ought to think with our minds and NOT with our hearts...   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1701530350780601527?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1701530350780601527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1701530350780601527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1701530350780601527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1701530350780601527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/tingalingaling-2.html' title='Tingalingaling # 2'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2558925247270337757</id><published>2009-01-28T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:16:08.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;...I learned/discovered/noted that:&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really, really love shopping alone – my new “me” time (if I still have resources..hehe!) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have spent a lot on shopping. Huhu! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I no longer go out without putting some blushes and lip tint. Anlandi! Hahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching movies alone is enjoyable. I love it and I’m gonna do it more often. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m really not a fan of texting which explains why I seldom or never at all reply to messages. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love listening to Pastor Peter Tan-chi. I get rebuked. And it feels good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee Bean at Paseo Center is a perfect place to hang out especially at night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have become less emotional &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want dark brown hair &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a piercing on my right earlobe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jogging should be done in proper pacing and on a regular basis (say, every week) unless you want all of your muscles and joints to ache excruciatingly for a day or 2!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m losing weight according to a number of people (iba-ibang tao nagsabi nito ah! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really wanna go to the gym not only to be physically fit but also to have something new to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should learn to say NO on certain things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I’m a silent type of person (walang aangal! Haha!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get so lazy to talk &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this minor (I think) disease. Argh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There’s an acoustic bass at Lyric in Megamall! Yey! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2558925247270337757?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2558925247270337757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2558925247270337757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2558925247270337757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2558925247270337757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2378954555324804820</id><published>2009-01-23T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:03:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motto for 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dahil walang katapusan ang pag-iisip ng kung ano-anong motto for 2009 tuwing lunchtime, meron na din ako na inimbento ni Tria. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="3"&gt;"If you feel bad on the inside, feel good on the outside"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Alavet! Hahaha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2378954555324804820?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2378954555324804820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2378954555324804820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2378954555324804820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2378954555324804820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/motto-for-2009.html' title='Motto for 2009'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7803937734298814047</id><published>2009-01-22T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:41:42.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers! </title><content type='html'>      I almost forgot that yesterday was my 1st year in Starcom until Kate and Jez “surprised” me with a slice of someone else’s birthday cake that Shey was able to get grab somewhere. That was so sweet of you girls! Hehe! Was touched. I really appreciate it. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; (Though I would appreciate it more if it were a whole blueberry cheesecake! Hehe! jowk! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So it has been a year since I survived the three-week period of “hell” in my life. As I always put it, “nung niyurakan ang aking pagkatao”. Hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; I won’t get into details of that "tragic" event, they're too hot to handle. Haha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Thank God that was over. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Moving forward, I’m more than happy with my life now vis-à-vis my work in terms of workload, working hours (yah, no more OT-to-death, series of overnights and over-weekend. Hehe! Weee! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;), salary (? yup, fair enough, I think. Hehe!), and the work environment especially the people I regularly spend my Monday to Friday with. I found not only good colleagues but new genuine friends as well.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I particularly would like to give my biggest hugs to my "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants". You, girls, are one of the best things that happened to me &lt;s&gt;in Starcom&lt;/s&gt; in 2008. You already know why. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; Thank you very, very much. *teary-eyed. Haha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;*  Emo, emo! hahaha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;           &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers to success in every aspect of our lives and to longer friendship! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7803937734298814047?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7803937734298814047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7803937734298814047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7803937734298814047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7803937734298814047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheers.html' title='Cheers! '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4926591191937851194</id><published>2009-01-04T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:11:59.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Want to Say...</title><content type='html'>  ang KAPAL MO! If you think you can fool me or play with me, I'm sorry you're wrong. Sana nag-isip ka muna bago mo ginawa yun. Tsk, tsk.          &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hay, New year na New Year...Tsk, tsk.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4926591191937851194?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4926591191937851194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4926591191937851194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4926591191937851194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4926591191937851194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-want-to-say.html' title='Just Want to Say...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4862742368076115380</id><published>2009-01-02T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:53:25.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil New Year... Part 2 </title><content type='html'>  Isa pa! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. You're thinking about someone, aren't you?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Does the last person you kissed hate you? Why?&lt;br&gt;- no, my nephew loves me! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What does your hair look like?&lt;br&gt;- it's shorter now and has dark brown color that wears off after sometime&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. What would you do if your best friend of the opposite sex liked you?&lt;br&gt;- nothing especially if I don't like him back :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. How many people do you trust?&lt;br&gt;- very few&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Why did your last relationship end?&lt;br&gt;- it's a secret I'll never tell...xoxo..haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Are you happy with your life?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. If you could go back in time, would you?&lt;br&gt;- yup, I want to find out what could have happened if I made another decision in major things in my life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. How far back would you go?&lt;br&gt;- as far as the time when I already had the courage to decide on my own ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. This time last year, do you remember who you were dating or who you liked?&lt;br&gt;- of course, it's the same person I'm with now and more than three years back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Last thing you did before bed last night?&lt;br&gt;- net surfing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Ever liked anyone on your top friends?&lt;br&gt;- hmmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Anything bothering you?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. If you could have anything, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;- materially speaking, Olympus 1050 SW camera! haha! kidding aside, I've always wanted real joy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. What's your favorite place you've been to?&lt;br&gt;- my room&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Do you go to school?&lt;br&gt;- not anymore but I want to (for master's)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Last time you cried?&lt;br&gt;- secret :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Is green your favorite color?&lt;br&gt;- nope, blue!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Do you have a friend that you've known since you were little?&lt;br&gt;- of course, a lot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Do you have work out videos?&lt;br&gt;- none&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Are you dating the very last person you kissed?&lt;br&gt;- the last person I kiss was my nephew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Your best friend likes your last ex, you say?&lt;br&gt;- go for the gold! hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Do you still talk to the first person you ever made out with?&lt;br&gt;- tigilan na ang kalokohang ito! hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. What clothes were you wearing during your last kiss?&lt;br&gt;- isa pa to! di pa clear yung question! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. What hoodie did you wear last?&lt;br&gt;- light blue sweater&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. When did you last go to the beach?&lt;br&gt;- last November 21-24, 2008 in Bohol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Do you sleep on your stomach?&lt;br&gt;- how is it done? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. Are you ticklish?&lt;br&gt;- sobra! haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. How are you feeling at this very moment?&lt;br&gt;- still wide awake because of so much sleep during the day :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Are you someone who worries too often?&lt;br&gt;- in some ways yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31. What are you excited about?&lt;br&gt;- nothing really&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;br&gt;- no, probably asleep already...hehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Do you know a few people that smoke weed?&lt;br&gt;- yup, though I haven't seen firsthand&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. How long does it take you to shower?&lt;br&gt;- 20-30 minutes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. What was last thing you drank?&lt;br&gt;- water&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Do you judge people you don' t know?&lt;br&gt;- maybe yes at times but unconsciously&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Do you know anyone who drinks a lot?&lt;br&gt;- ay sus, do I need to name them? hehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. Who was the last person you had a phone convo with?&lt;br&gt;- my dad, just a short one asking if my brother had already left the house to pick us up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. Last person you texted?&lt;br&gt;- my brother&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Would you rather go back a week or go forward a week?&lt;br&gt;- go back. don't wanna go to work yet, huhu! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31. Do you have any plans tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;- yup, go back to Manila at 10 AM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32. Are you in a good mood right now?&lt;br&gt;- so-so&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. What are you listening to at the moment?&lt;br&gt;- none&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. What were you doing at midnight last night ?&lt;br&gt;- uploading Baguio pics in multiply&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby?&lt;br&gt;- yup naman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36. Is there a guy/girl that knows everything or mostly everything about you?&lt;br&gt;- that I'm not really sure of&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;37. Do you believe every one deserves a second chance?&lt;br&gt;- yup but it depends...hehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;38. How late did you stay up last night?&lt;br&gt;- 2:30 AM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39. Why?&lt;br&gt;- was uploading pics nga which took 48 years to be posted :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40. Are you happier now? Or three months ago?&lt;br&gt;- can't really say&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41. What's a happy time you've had in the past week?&lt;br&gt;- travelling from north (baguio) to south (batangas) with my family :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42. Do you like meeting new people?&lt;br&gt;- it depends on the kind of people I'm going to meet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;43. Would you like to tell someone something but can't?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;44. Who's your bestfriend?&lt;br&gt;- Jesus you are my Bestfriend, and You will always be ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45. Have you ever tried your hardest, but got disappointed in the end?&lt;br&gt;- sadly yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. Do you hate the last boy/girl you were talking to?&lt;br&gt;- my mom? of course not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;47. If you could work at any clothing store, which store would you pick?&lt;br&gt;- CK? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;48. Who was the last person’s stomach you saw?&lt;br&gt;- Ptr. Jermaine! so big na! haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49. Do you care if your boyfriend/girlfriend drinks?&lt;br&gt;- of course&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50. Who did you hug last?&lt;br&gt;- my nephews&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;51. Is there something that reminds you of someone every time you see it?&lt;br&gt;- probably yes but I can't think of any right now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4862742368076115380?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4862742368076115380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4862742368076115380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4862742368076115380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4862742368076115380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/dahil-new-year-part-2.html' title='Dahil New Year... Part 2 '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1425721150413833526</id><published>2009-01-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:14:56.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil New Year...</title><content type='html'>  ...Q &amp; A portion tayo &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  What's your name?&lt;br&gt;- Maria Gwynna Aquino Buenavides&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. What does your friend/s call you?&lt;br&gt;- Gwynna, Gwyn/Gwen, Gwynr/Gwenner, Tinky :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Have you ever kissed someone with braces?&lt;br&gt;- nope (whatta "duh" question :D )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Who is the fourth received call on your call log?&lt;br&gt;- Raissa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br&gt;- hmmm...blue! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6.  What is the wallpaper on your desktop?&lt;br&gt;- the computer I'm using has the picture of my sister-in-law and her kids&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. How many pillows on your bed?&lt;br&gt;- 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Who was the last text message you sent to?&lt;br&gt;- my bro ian&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. What color is your shirt right now?&lt;br&gt;- white&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. What was the best thing that happened to you last year?&lt;br&gt;- getting a new job at the start of the year&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Who's the fourth person on your contacts list?&lt;br&gt;- on my phone? my eldest brother gary&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. When was the last time you cried from laughing so hard?&lt;br&gt;- kanina lang at ate cha's place with my church friends :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. What school did you attend in elementary?&lt;br&gt;- Gen. Tinio Central School&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Do you have a crush?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Who was/were the last person/s that made you laugh?&lt;br&gt;- church friends :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Do you like Quizons?&lt;br&gt;- what's that?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Who do you make fun of the most at school?&lt;br&gt;- I no longer go to school&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. What's the longest time you've ever talked on the phone?&lt;br&gt;- can't recall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Do you think you've gotten more handsome/pretty since grade school?&lt;br&gt;- dunno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Have you seen your bestfriend cry?&lt;br&gt;- I don't really have a "bestfriend" but I have seen close friends cry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Do you dance in the car?&lt;br&gt;- I'd rather dance on stage...haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. What do you think of hunting and fishing?&lt;br&gt;- cool! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Do you and your bestfriend act alike?&lt;br&gt;- N/A :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26 . What is a noise that you cannot stand?&lt;br&gt;- snore!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Does your mom vacuum early in the morning, when you're sleeping?&lt;br&gt;- no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. Are your parents in love?&lt;br&gt;- with each other? I think so cause they've been married for 37 years already. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. What does your 9th txt say?&lt;br&gt;- eeeeee, ang haba eh! katamad i-type! :D but the message says options for college batch's some sort of reunion this January.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Who sent it?&lt;br&gt;- Chin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31. Would you rather sleep at a friend's house or have them over?&lt;br&gt;- friend's house para mas masaya :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32. When was the last time you wrote a note, and to whom?&lt;br&gt;- can't really recall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. Are you in love?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. Who do you miss most?&lt;br&gt;- my Bestfriend, my Love, my Father&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. What do you smell right now?&lt;br&gt;- none&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36. Do you have a hard time admitting you're wrong?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;37. Who was the last person you held hands with?&lt;br&gt;- my nephew gelo :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;38. What shoes did you wear today?&lt;br&gt;- pair of chucks i borrowed from ate venus for my first driving lesson :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39. What makes you lose your appetite?&lt;br&gt;- feeling of anxiety and anger&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40. What color is your laundry basket?&lt;br&gt;- blue!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41. Last person you kissed?&lt;br&gt;- my nephew violo before i left home tonight (or last night)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42. Do you think those stores are too expensive?&lt;br&gt;- what stores?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46. Who's in your house right now?&lt;br&gt;- the whole family except for my eldest bro&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45. Where are you?&lt;br&gt;- at home&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;47. Where did you get your last bruise from?&lt;br&gt;- can't remember&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;48. Where did you last go out to eat?&lt;br&gt;- McDo NLEX for breakfast&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49. List three things that keeps you going in life.&lt;br&gt;- my Lord God, His love, His grace &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50. Who do you miss right now?&lt;br&gt;- my Bestfriend, my Love, my Father&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1425721150413833526?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1425721150413833526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1425721150413833526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1425721150413833526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1425721150413833526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2009/01/dahil-new-year.html' title='Dahil New Year...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2413806142283209543</id><published>2008-12-29T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:44:50.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Sweet :)</title><content type='html'>  There was less riot at home today as my 2 nephews joined the kids' Christmas Fellowship at the church. At around 2:00 PM, the phone rang with my 7-year old nephew Violo on the other line.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Violo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Tita Gwynna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  O bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Nandyan ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Oo, bakit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Si Lolo saka si Lola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Si Lola nanonood ng TV, si Lolo lumabas. Bakit? Tapos na fellowship nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Hindi pa, kumusta ko lang kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Ah ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Sige, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Ok, tawag ka pag susunduin na kayo ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violo:  Opo, babay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me:  Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uhhhh. My sweet little nephew. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2413806142283209543?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2413806142283209543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2413806142283209543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2413806142283209543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2413806142283209543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-sweet.html' title='How Sweet :)'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3698601931358465895</id><published>2008-12-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:43:22.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>  Been planning to get a new haircut and this afternoon, I decided to finally have one at Bench Fix in NE Pacific Mall. First time ko sa Bench Fix and I was surprised to see na lalaki ang gugupit sa akin (based on assumption lang kasi wala naman ako nakitang indications ng pagiging bading &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;). So said the style that I wanted, basically layered pero shorter (and yun lang naman lagi ang gupit ko...hehe!). Tinuro pa sa akin ni hairstylist kung hanggang saan and I confirmed na ganung length nga gusto ko. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After all the trimming and cutting, I looked at my new hair on the mirror and found out na sumobra yung ikli ng gupit nya. Instead na mga 3 inches lang, 5 to 6 inches siguro yung nabawas. My long hair is gone! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; And kanina dito sa bahay, nung tinitingnan ko ulit yung buhok ko, I noticed na parang hindi pantay-pantay ang gupit niya. Na-sobrahan naman sa layers! Hmmm..si kuya ha! May hangover pa ata sa Christmas Party nila! Dami daw nainom eh (na-overhear ko lang sa conversation nila ng mga kasama sa salon &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; )!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhow, I'll just live with my new "short" hair. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; I also had it cellophaned sa salon dito sa may amin at naaliw ako sa dark brown color effect kapag may light! hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  Ano pa kaya papagawa ko sa buhok ko? Haha, inabuso! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3698601931358465895?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3698601931358465895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3698601931358465895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3698601931358465895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3698601931358465895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8674888647901274655</id><published>2008-12-21T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:21:59.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss ko na siya...</title><content type='html'>    &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gwenah.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU3RKAoKCtQAABP4T@Q1/1-969237684l.jpg?et=AqDXX3dXgoe7uzRXdZ2ckA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;March 2008, Minalungao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8674888647901274655?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8674888647901274655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8674888647901274655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8674888647901274655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8674888647901274655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/miss-ko-na-siya.html' title='Miss ko na siya...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8008554687338436603</id><published>2008-12-21T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:29:02.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing JoC</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrors and Smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;Jars of Clay with Leigh Nash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm feeling older than my years&lt;br&gt; I'm feeling pain inside my chest&lt;br&gt; It's love that keeps me silent&lt;br&gt; It's my silence that you detest&lt;br&gt; Rivers flow into the oceans&lt;br&gt; And oceans never fill&lt;br&gt; I want to kiss your lips, but I know I never will&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Love's a hard decision to risk impending choke&lt;br&gt; But love will keep you wishing&lt;br&gt; And my heart will keep me broke&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I blew flowers, gave you candy to even out the guilt&lt;br&gt; I sent you greeting cards with messages that I could never write&lt;br&gt; Rivers flow into the oceans&lt;br&gt; And oceans never fill&lt;br&gt; I want to let you know me&lt;br&gt; But I know I never will&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Love's a contradiction&lt;br&gt; Many mirrors and smoke&lt;br&gt; Love will keep you wishing&lt;br&gt; My heart makes me broke&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You will always want me&lt;br&gt; And I'll always want to leave&lt;br&gt; Even though I cut your wounds&lt;br&gt; You still deny they're real&lt;br&gt; Rivers flow into the ocean&lt;br&gt; Oceans never fill&lt;br&gt; I want to lay my life down&lt;br&gt; But I know you never will&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Love's a strange condition&lt;br&gt; With all the doubts it can invoke&lt;br&gt; Your love keeps me wishing&lt;br&gt; And my heart keeps me broke&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Baby, don't you cry, 'cause I got it all figured out&lt;br&gt; You always make me sad&lt;br&gt; But that's what true love is all about&lt;br&gt; Rivers never fill the oceans&lt;br&gt; But oceans always feel&lt;br&gt; The waters reaching deep inside them&lt;br&gt; I guess they always will&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Love's a constant mission to a world you never spoke&lt;br&gt; Love, it keeps you wishing&lt;br&gt; My heart, it keeps me broke&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Love's a constant mission to a world you never spoke&lt;br&gt; Love, it keeps you wishing&lt;br&gt; My heart, it makes me broke&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8008554687338436603?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8008554687338436603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8008554687338436603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8008554687338436603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8008554687338436603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-joc.html' title='Missing JoC'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1772952303386586807</id><published>2008-12-16T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:04:53.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn, Popcorn!</title><content type='html'>  While waiting for our Christmas party pics to get uploaded, magpo-"popcorn" muna ako. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas season na talaga. I can already feel the cold Christmas breeze. Grabe, sobrang lamig kaninang umaga saka nung gabi pag-uwi ko.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm excited na for the looooonnng Christmas break!  Though wala pa naman talaga akong planong gawin nun. Hmmm...retreat, retreat! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kept on wondering if I made the right decision...tsk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thank God for my beloved friends. Love na love ko kayong tatlo! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; I repeat, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. I'll tell you if I'm not. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; Makeover nyo ulit ako! haha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hmmm...game? Game! Ako pa?! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yun na muna. Ako lang ata nakakaintindi ng mga pinagsusulat ko. hahaha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Popcorn nga eh! hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1772952303386586807?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1772952303386586807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1772952303386586807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1772952303386586807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1772952303386586807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/popcorn-popcorn.html' title='Popcorn, Popcorn!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-672183437844767639</id><published>2008-12-11T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:34:37.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A Walk to Remember OST is really my favorite and Switchfoot is also one of my favorite. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Napost ko na ata to dati but I'll post it again &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Switchfoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There's always something in the way&lt;br&gt;There's always something getting through&lt;br&gt;But it's not me&lt;br&gt;It's You, it's You&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes ignorance rings true&lt;br&gt;But hope is not in what I know&lt;br&gt;It's not in me &lt;br&gt;It's in You, it's in You&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I find peace when I'm confused&lt;br&gt;And I find hope when I'm let down&lt;br&gt;Not in me, Me,&lt;br&gt;In You, it's in You&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope to lose myself for good&lt;br&gt;I hope to find it in the end&lt;br&gt;Not in me, me,&lt;br&gt;In You, in You&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;It's all I know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In You&lt;br&gt;In You&lt;br&gt;It's in You&lt;br&gt;It's in You&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's always something in the way&lt;br&gt;There's always something getting through&lt;br&gt;But it's not me&lt;br&gt;It's You&lt;br&gt;It's You&lt;br&gt;It's You...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-672183437844767639?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/672183437844767639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=672183437844767639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/672183437844767639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/672183437844767639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/12/g.html' title='G'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4212007420583936809</id><published>2008-11-25T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:27:59.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To those who remembered...</title><content type='html'>    ...those who sent me text messages, gave me a call, greeted me in person, e-mailed me, left a message or note on my webpages in multiply, friendster and PKKI youth site: I will no longer mention your names one by one but I would just like to say a BIG, BIG THANK YOU for remembering me on my 24th birthday and I want you to know that your greetings, wishes and prayers for me meant so much to me and I really, really do greatly appreciate them. Thank you endlessly. You were actually the ones who made yesterday a special day.       &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And to the person who is truly close to my heart since we were young, I thought you forgot my birthday. Muntik na ako magtampo 'coz I was expecting a text from you at 12MN on the 24th as you've always done and I know you are one of the few who have never missed greeting me. Thanks a lot for your friendster message, thanks you did not forget. Your "happy birthday" was one of those that I was actually waiting for. But I was surprised and saddened by your message. I was just a text a way and you did not even SMS me that you were leaving already for a year and that you'd be out of the land at the night of my birthday. :(  I was planning to meet up with you pa naman, as we promised before, right? Hmmp. But then I do hope and pray you'd do great there. I'm gonna pray for you. Hay, I missed the kwento. Huhu!  Just e-mail me, okay? I miss you! &lt;br&gt;                   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4212007420583936809?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4212007420583936809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4212007420583936809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4212007420583936809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4212007420583936809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-those-who-remembered.html' title='To those who remembered...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4255060622480503133</id><published>2008-11-11T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:03:35.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Ko Lang ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Last person who wrote you a comment?&lt;br&gt;- Miah, churchmate &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Last music you listened to?&lt;br&gt;- I don't know the title, some R&amp;B song from my officemate's player&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. What is people's first impression on you?&lt;br&gt;- mahinhin daw. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Do you like jellyace?&lt;br&gt;- so-so&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Most memorable place?&lt;br&gt;- 54 mahinhin? hehe!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. Do you read books?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. What's your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;br&gt;- eeeee, dami! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. Do you have enemies?&lt;br&gt;- none that I know of :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. Do you like to go out, grocery or shopping?&lt;br&gt;- yup, shopping&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. Can you dance?&lt;br&gt;- eeeeee, yes! ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. Do you believe in God?&lt;br&gt;- definitely!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. Do you like any person right now?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Where are you as of this moment?&lt;br&gt;- at the office :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. Your name spelled backwards..&lt;br&gt;- annywg&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. Where were you born?&lt;br&gt;- Cabanatuan City, Nueva Ecija&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. What is the last thing you downloaded?&lt;br&gt;- pics ata&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Name one beautiful insect you’re afraid of?&lt;br&gt;- can't think of any&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. Do u like roller coasters?&lt;br&gt;- hihi, uu! ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. Chatting with...?&lt;br&gt;- nada&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?&lt;br&gt;- both. haha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21. Are you shy?&lt;br&gt;- yup. hahaha! it depends. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. Do you think you're popular?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;23. Chips or popcorn?&lt;br&gt;- chips!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24. Are you a good cook?&lt;br&gt;- I'm afraid I'm not :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25. Best person in the world?&lt;br&gt;- can't say&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;26. Have you ever broken a bone?&lt;br&gt;- other people's bone? nope. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;27. Have you ever won a trophy?&lt;br&gt;- can't remember&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;28. What is your favorite pc game?&lt;br&gt;- am not really a fan of PC games&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;29. Do you bake cakes?&lt;br&gt;- i wish I could ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;30. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?&lt;br&gt;- my bro's medicine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;31. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br&gt;- ahe!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;32. What's your all time favorite song ?&lt;br&gt;- ano nga ba?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;34. Last song stuck in your head?&lt;br&gt;- jason mraz's i'm yours&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;37. Any pets?&lt;br&gt;- nada&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;38. Color of most clothes you own...&lt;br&gt;- don't know. I'll try sorting my clothes by color one time :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;39. Whose picture(s) do you carry in your wallet?&lt;br&gt;- joey ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;40. What do you want now?&lt;br&gt;- go home! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4255060622480503133?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4255060622480503133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4255060622480503133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4255060622480503133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4255060622480503133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/feel-ko-lang_11.html' title='Feel Ko Lang ;)'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-6126681664813469570</id><published>2008-11-11T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:03:07.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Ko Lang ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Last person who wrote you a comment?&lt;br&gt;- Miah, churchmate &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Last music you listened to?&lt;br&gt;- I don't know the title, some R&amp;B song from my officemate's player&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. What is people's first impression on you?&lt;br&gt;- mahinhin daw. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Do you like jellyace?&lt;br&gt;- so-so&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Most memorable place?&lt;br&gt;- 54 mahinhin? hehe!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. Do you read books?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. What's your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;br&gt;- eeeee, dami! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. Do you have enemies?&lt;br&gt;- none that I know of :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. Do you like to go out, grocery or shopping?&lt;br&gt;- yup, shopping&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. Can you dance?&lt;br&gt;- eeeeee, yes! ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. Do you believe in God?&lt;br&gt;- definitely!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. Do you like any person right now?&lt;br&gt;- yup&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Where are you as of this moment?&lt;br&gt;- at the office :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. Your name spelled backwards..&lt;br&gt;- annywg&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. Where were you born?&lt;br&gt;- Cabanatuan City, Nueva Ecija&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. What is the last thing you downloaded?&lt;br&gt;- pics ata&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Name one beautiful insect you’re afraid of?&lt;br&gt;- can't think of any&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. Do u like roller coasters?&lt;br&gt;- hihi, uu! ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. Chatting with...?&lt;br&gt;- nada&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?&lt;br&gt;- both. haha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21. Are you shy?&lt;br&gt;- yup. hahaha! it depends. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. Do you think you're popular?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;23. Chips or popcorn?&lt;br&gt;- chips!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24. Are you a good cook?&lt;br&gt;- I'm afraid I'm not :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25. Best person in the world?&lt;br&gt;- can't say&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;26. Have you ever broken a bone?&lt;br&gt;- other people's bone? nope. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;27. Have you ever won a trophy?&lt;br&gt;- can't remember&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;28. What is your favorite pc game?&lt;br&gt;- am not really a fan of PC games&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;29. Do you bake cakes?&lt;br&gt;- i wish I could ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;30. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy?&lt;br&gt;- my bro's medicine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;31. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br&gt;- ahe!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;32. What's your all time favorite song ?&lt;br&gt;- ano nga ba?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;34. Last song stuck in your head?&lt;br&gt;- jason mraz's i'm yours&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;37. Any pets?&lt;br&gt;- nada&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;38. Color of most clothes you own...&lt;br&gt;- don't know. I'll try sorting my clothes by color one time :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;39. Whose picture(s) do you carry in your wallet?&lt;br&gt;- joey ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;40. What do you want now?&lt;br&gt;- go home! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-6126681664813469570?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6126681664813469570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=6126681664813469570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6126681664813469570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6126681664813469570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/feel-ko-lang.html' title='Feel Ko Lang ;)'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5590011778632126909</id><published>2008-11-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:38:58.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my dear friend...</title><content type='html'>Nalulungkot ako for you. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;  Nabasa ko ulit kasi e-mail mo nung Saturday. You're welcome nga pala. Hayaan mo, aaliwin at papatawanin ka ulit namin pagbalik mo. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;  Papakainin ka namin sa Bugong. Hehe! Cheer up, friend! We're here for you! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5590011778632126909?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5590011778632126909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5590011778632126909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5590011778632126909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5590011778632126909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-my-dear-friend.html' title='To my dear friend...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-9208642882654280412</id><published>2008-11-09T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:52:22.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanta Muna </title><content type='html'>Thanks to Rye for introducing me this song. :)  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love listening to this song. The soothing melody clears my head. Richard Poon also has a rendition of this song which he also did well.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eric Benet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The first time I fell in love was long ago&lt;br&gt; I didn't know how to give my love at all&lt;br&gt; The next time I settled for what felt so close&lt;br&gt; But without romance, you're never gonna fall&lt;br&gt; After everything I've learned&lt;br&gt; Now it's finally my turn.&lt;br&gt; This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; The first time we walked under that starry sky,&lt;br&gt; There was a moment when everything was clear&lt;br&gt; I didn't need to ask or even wonder why &lt;br&gt;Because each question is answered when you're near&lt;br&gt; And I'm wise enough to know when a miracle unfolds&lt;br&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Now don't hold back, just let me know&lt;br&gt; Could I be moving much too fast or way too slow&lt;br&gt; 'Cause all of my life, I've waited for this day&lt;br&gt; To find that once in a lifetime, this is it, I'll never be the same&lt;br&gt; You'll never know what it's taken me to say these words&lt;br&gt; And now that I've said them, they could never be enough&lt;br&gt; As far as I can see, there's only you and only me. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This is the last time I'll fall in love&lt;br&gt; Last time I'll fall in love&lt;br&gt; The last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-9208642882654280412?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9208642882654280412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=9208642882654280412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9208642882654280412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9208642882654280412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/kanta-muna.html' title='Kanta Muna '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5143861193588759923</id><published>2008-11-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:27:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want for My Birthday ;)</title><content type='html'>            It's November already and in 23 days I'll be turning 24! Oh nooooo! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; I'm not yet ready to grow older. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhow, so just so people who care about me would know what would make me happy, rather joyful (I like this term better &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;) on my birthday, I'm posting my own what-I-want-for-my-birthday list...hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; Here it goes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  love &lt;br&gt;2.  joy&lt;br&gt;3.  peace &lt;br&gt;4.  patience/longsuffering&lt;br&gt;5.  kindness/meekness&lt;br&gt;6.  goodness&lt;br&gt;7.  faithfulness&lt;br&gt;8.  gentleness&lt;br&gt;9.  self-control/temperance&lt;br&gt;10.  blue drumset (Pearl, Zildjian or Fernando &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;11.  blue electric guitar (Squier/Fender, Gibson or Yamaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;12.  blue bass guitar (Squier/Fender, Gibson or Yamaha &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;) OR acoustic bass &lt;br&gt;13.  Adidas cross-training shoes &lt;br&gt;14.  blue-grey or blue-green chucks&lt;br&gt;15.  blueberry cheesecake&lt;br&gt;16.  a scrapbook&lt;br&gt;17.  an AVP &lt;br&gt;18.  someone's used NIV or KJV Bible&lt;br&gt;19.  answered prayer/s&lt;br&gt;20.  2 Jars of Clay albums -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Furthermore: From the Studio/From the Stage&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Redemption Songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;21.  trip to CamSur or Camiguin &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;22.  Olympus 850 SW (blue) or 1050 SW (black) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;23.  aerodance class registration/monthly fee at Fitness First/Slimmers World (or any dance  school &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;24.  prayers for me &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are some more but I just limited them to 24 which corresponds to my age on my birthday this year. And I don't wanna sound so abusive. hahaha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5143861193588759923?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5143861193588759923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5143861193588759923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5143861193588759923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5143861193588759923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-want-for-my-birthday.html' title='What I Want for My Birthday ;)'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7353637315206115535</id><published>2008-10-13T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:54:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the person who always makes me smile and laugh...</title><content type='html'>            &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: courier new,courier;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;HaPpY BirThDaY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;  Me loves you. So much!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/my%20blueberry/ruleofthirds-2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7353637315206115535?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7353637315206115535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7353637315206115535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7353637315206115535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7353637315206115535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-person-who-always-makes-me-smile-and.html' title='To the person who always makes me smile and laugh...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/my%20blueberry/th_ruleofthirds-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3275105278775334804</id><published>2008-10-04T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:11:45.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Improve Your Love Relationships</title><content type='html'>    Just got this from the Aqua yahoogroups so I'm posting na din. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;What YOU can do to improve your relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk with your partner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;openly and honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't sacrifice yourself for the relationship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; feelings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know you can only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;change yourself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be yourself always.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;intentions&lt;/span&gt; behind your words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communicate your wants and needs to your partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accept them as they are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let go of absolute &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;value judgments&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drop your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt; of how they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;"should"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen with your whole body, mind and soul.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Express your appreciation and gratitude openly and often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Examine your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt; about love relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use humor to defuse difficult situations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Examine your desire to control your partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;dialogue about your beliefs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Honesty can be scary but it's necessary&lt;br&gt;if you want a close intimate relationship.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3275105278775334804?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3275105278775334804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3275105278775334804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3275105278775334804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3275105278775334804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/10/improve-your-love-relationships.html' title='Improve Your Love Relationships'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2130006965793521037</id><published>2008-09-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:33:31.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and Joy Defined</title><content type='html'>    Just tonight, God showed me (again) the difference between happiness and joy. I've been cautiously using these words in describing an emotion ever since I've learned about their difference. I've heard a simple yet succinct definition of the two from a Pastor at CCF that goes like this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: courier new,courier;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt; depends on &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;happenings&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt; depends on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, I personally feel the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2130006965793521037?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2130006965793521037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2130006965793521037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2130006965793521037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2130006965793521037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/09/happiness-and-joy-defined.html' title='Happiness and Joy Defined'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2052603842065400251</id><published>2008-09-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:51:22.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Go</title><content type='html'>      Found this poem when I randomly checked from the influx of mails in my inbox from the Aqua Dgroup yahoogroups.  I think it came from Rhyanne. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This was written by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TD_Jakes"&gt;TD Jakes&lt;/a&gt;, an American Pastor and writer, I'm just not sure when exactly. This could serve as a strong encourage to us especially those who still couldn't loosen their grip on the things from the past that hinder them from moving forward in their lives (Bambi, I know sinabi mo tinamaan ka dito. Ako din, somehow. hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;). The poem deeply touched me because the words that the author wrote tell of the principles I uphold to particularly when it comes to letting go of some things from the past. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So here it goes (phrases in bold/bigger font are by the poster &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are people who can walk away from you. &lt;br&gt;And hear me when I tell you this! &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When people can walk away from you: &lt;font size="3"&gt;let them walk&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I don't want you to try to talk to another person into staying with you, &lt;br&gt;loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, &lt;br&gt;staying attached to you. &lt;br&gt;I mean hang up the phone. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;When people can walk away from you let them walk. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;The Bible said that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;They came out from us that it might be made manifest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="postbody"&gt;that &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were not for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="postbody"&gt;For had they been of us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no doubt &lt;font size="3"&gt;they would have continued with us&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20John%202:19&amp;version=31"&gt;[1 John 2:19]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People leave you because they are not joined to you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if they are not joined to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can't make them stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let them go. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person, &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it just means that &lt;font size="3"&gt;their part in the story is over&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And you've got to know when people's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;part in your story is over so that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't keep trying to raise the dead&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've got to know when it's dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've got to know when it's over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let me tell you something. &lt;br&gt;I've got the gift of good-bye. &lt;br&gt;It's the tenth spiritual gift, &lt;br&gt;I believe in good-bye. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, &lt;br&gt;and I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever God means for me to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He'll give it to me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;And if it takes too much sweat I don't need it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop begging people to stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let them go!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you are holding on to something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;then you need to ..LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you are holding on to past hurts and pains...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If someone has angered you... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or &lt;br&gt;talents... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you have a bad attitude... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new &lt;br&gt;level in Him... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship...&lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;themselves...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;If you're feeling depressed and stressed .... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it,"&lt;/span&gt; then you need to... &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let the past be the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forget the former things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;GOD is doing a new thing for 2008 !!! &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Get Right or Get Left .. think about it, and then &lt;br&gt;LET IT GO!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;"The Battle is the Lord's!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2052603842065400251?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2052603842065400251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2052603842065400251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2052603842065400251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2052603842065400251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/09/let-it-go.html' title='Let It Go'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1758087777946973073</id><published>2008-09-16T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:08:32.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JoC Update!</title><content type='html'>                &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From Jars of Clay's website (&lt;a href="http://jarsofclay.com/"&gt;www.jarsofclay.com&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jarsofclay.com/node/547"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Music (It's What We Do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey friends - &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're proud to announce the release of our new EP Closer!  Here's the scoop:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 new songs - including the recently released as a sneak peak "Closer." A new track called "Safe to Land" and "Prisoner of Hope," which we used as end title credits to the movie "Sons of Lwala."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Also included are 2 favorites that we've reworked. "Flood" and "Lovesong for a Savior" have been given new life with this rerecording. It's something we've wanted to do for some time, to give the songs some different production, while keeping the soul of the songs we've loved for many years now. We hope you dig the re-interpretations!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage.mac.com/flibbityflu/.Public/closercover1.jpg" alt="Example"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lastly, check out the art work - it's a collaboration between our fine lead singer Dan and our extremely talented friend Christy Little who worked on the artwork for the Christmas Songs album. There are many lyrical nods to the song Closer in it - we're all fans. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepage.mac.com/flibbityflu/.Public/closercover2.jpg" alt="Example"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So - go get some new Jars music!  And hang on for the full length record to release in  early '09!&lt;/p&gt;Weeeeeee!!!! I'm sooooooo excited!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;  Really curious about the new sound of "Flood" and "Love Song for a Savior" -- two of my faves from their very first album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt;!  Was actually trying to listen to the new EP songs from their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jarsofclay"&gt;myspace site&lt;/a&gt; but I wonder why they weren't playing. I mean I could barely hear anything. Maybe something's wrong with our net connection. I'll just retry some other time anyway. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyhoo, just something that made me swoon &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/jars%20of%20clay/st2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Steve Mason on his guitar &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Photo taken from &lt;a href="http://jarsofclay.com/tourjournal"&gt;JoC's website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1758087777946973073?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1758087777946973073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1758087777946973073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1758087777946973073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1758087777946973073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/09/joc-update.html' title='JoC Update!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/jars%20of%20clay/th_st2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3908160655996146145</id><published>2008-09-15T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:08:04.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusionism</title><content type='html'>    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm confused. I don't know which of the two will I choose. I love them them both...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will I go for the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/features.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; with a stylish, slim design that comes with my fave color and has features that the other one I'm eyeing lacks like built-in accelerometer that allows viewing of albums, pictures and videos in a "landscape" orientation, but has a smaller capacity (8gb and 16 gb only)?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/gadgets/ipodnano2cropped-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or will I choose the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodclassic/features.html"&gt;one &lt;/a&gt;with a much, much bigger capacity (120 gb) that can hold up to 30,000 songs, 25,000 photos or 150 hours of videos which also has a sleek but bulkier design compared to the first one?&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/gadgets/ipodclassic1cropped-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm torn between the two. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt; Design and features or capacity? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt; I'm afraid I might end up buying neither because of so much confusion...hahaha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Thank you so much to my brother who made me feel even more confused. Yesterday, when I said I like the iPod classic 120gb, he was selling to me the new iPod nano saying it looks a lot better and more hip than classic. And when I mentioned earlier that I was able to "experience" nano at PowerMac and found it to be really cool, he is now convincing me to consider classic instead because of the capacity. Big thanks huh, you're really helping me decide. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3908160655996146145?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3908160655996146145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3908160655996146145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3908160655996146145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3908160655996146145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/09/confusionism.html' title='Confusionism'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/gadgets/th_ipodnano2cropped-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1701335826031170993</id><published>2008-08-26T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:40:54.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Plumb</title><content type='html'>I haven't heard Plumb songs for quite a while. I downloaded some songs from her various albums but I had no time to save them on CD from my former office PC at Synergy.  There is someone that I actually requested to download Plumb songs for me but I don't know why until now nothing has  been given to me. Tsk, tsk. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love Plumb's music. It's good to the ears. I love the melody and the beat. The lyrics are simple yet real -- something that the listener can relate to (especially those who are in "emo" mode...hehe!).  Most of her songs mainly speak of love and heartbreak (mukhang may pagka-bitter siya...hehe!) but there are also those that have spiritual theme.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since I've been missing Plumb songs, am posting one of my faves from the album Beautiful Lumps of Coal:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can see you standing in the pouring rain &lt;br&gt; Waiting for changes to carry you away &lt;br&gt; I can see the light fall from your eyes&lt;br&gt; As we get lost in the tears of this goodbye&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But you can't go farther&lt;br&gt; Than my heart can go &lt;br&gt; Cause I'll still be loving you &lt;br&gt; Through the sadness and the madness here&lt;br&gt; And I'll always be with you &lt;br&gt; In the distance &lt;br&gt; That has taken you &lt;br&gt; From me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I can hear you laugh &lt;br&gt; When I close my eyes&lt;br&gt; I can picture your face &lt;br&gt; And the strength inside your smile&lt;br&gt; I can see the words &lt;br&gt; Dance across your lips&lt;br&gt; I'll remember forever &lt;br&gt; Something more than this&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And you can't go farther &lt;br&gt; Than my heart can will go &lt;br&gt; Cause I'll still be loving you &lt;br&gt; Thought the sadness and the madness here&lt;br&gt; And I'll always be with you &lt;br&gt; In the distance &lt;br&gt; That has taken you &lt;br&gt; Fom me &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So you can't go farther &lt;br&gt; Than my heart will go &lt;br&gt; Cause I'll still be loving you &lt;br&gt; Thought the sadness and the madness here &lt;br&gt; And I'll always be with you &lt;br&gt; In the distance&lt;br&gt; That has taken you &lt;br&gt; From me &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And I'll always be with you &lt;br&gt; In the distance &lt;br&gt; That has taken you &lt;br&gt; From me &lt;br&gt; That has taken you &lt;br&gt; From me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wait, I uploaded some Plumb songs pala here in my multiply...hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1701335826031170993?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1701335826031170993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1701335826031170993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1701335826031170993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1701335826031170993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/missing-plumb.html' title='Missing Plumb'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5436688474301357847</id><published>2008-08-20T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:34:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Hears Me</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt; joyful &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; about what God has been doing to my &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt; in the past couple of weeks/months.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In my journal entry dated June 18, 2008, I listed down some of my prayer items and prayed for them everytime I have my quiet time. I am so amazed on how God answers them one by one. Here are the things I prayed for/still praying for (I share only those written on the date I mentioned...hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;):&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to meet new people who will be important to me and who will create an impact in my life &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- I didn't expect one of them will be an officemate &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to be able to spend more time with friend and deepen and strengthen my relationship with them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- kwentuhan with Armie when I went home the other Sunday, kwentuhan with Jeff when we met up last week, bonding with CROImates at Jenica's despedida last Monday are just some instances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to become a good, worthy and dependable friend to my friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--  I'm not the right one to answer this. hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to have a renewed, burning faith in my Lord &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- yes, it feels so overwhelmingly joyful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to be able to use my musical and dancing skills for His glory&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -- still a work in progress &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; but God allowed me to share it during the youth choir week last Sunday. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to be able to make a difference and to touch other people's lives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- do I? hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;.  This is always my prayer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to be able to treasure and care for my few, real friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- I continue to pray, through God's grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I pray to have a cell group or small group &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- thank You, Lord for the Aqua D-group. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Answered prayers plus some other blessings bring &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; in my &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt; lately even if not all things are going well. It just feels good. Of course, I'm still going through a continuous "refinement", a "work in  progress", so to speak. But the joy He brings makes it all worth it.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5436688474301357847?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5436688474301357847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5436688474301357847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5436688474301357847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5436688474301357847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-hears-me.html' title='He Hears Me'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-9208414223839923635</id><published>2008-08-12T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:57:20.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit Ba Nakita Pa Kita?</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You caught my eyes and my heart. I don't know how it happened but I have slowly fallen for you. Everytime I look at you, my heart melts and my soul longs to touch you and feel you. I hope and pray to have you in my life...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gwenah.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKGvpwoKCtQAAByClaI1/stylus850-02.jpg?et=JmbhlhSDoJjN4WxGaMyMHg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It basically has the same features as my black Olympus mju 790 but I love this more primarily because of the color. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But this one is lovely too! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gwenah.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SKGwRAoKCtQAACdB0F41/Sony-DSC-T2-front.jpg?et=zaJrkmWjKhF76hARKI%2B6kA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm confused! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Disclaimer:  Hindi ako mahilig sa color blue. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-9208414223839923635?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9208414223839923635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=9208414223839923635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9208414223839923635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9208414223839923635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/bakit-ba-nakita-pa-kita.html' title='Bakit Ba Nakita Pa Kita?'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7138402581212062190</id><published>2008-08-11T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:23:01.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Sa'Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We rehearsed this song yesterday for the Youth Sunday next week.  Ang sarap-sarap kantahin ng song na 'to.  Last night, I contemplated on its meaning in my life. It says it all. Lalo na yung italicized na part...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lead Me to the Cross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hillsong United&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Savior I come quiet my soul &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Remember &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Redemption's hill&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Where Your blood was spilled &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;For my ransom &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I once held dear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count it all as loss  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lead me to the cross &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Where Your love poured out &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Bring me to my knees &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lord I lay me down &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Rid me of myself &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;I belong to You &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Oh lead me, lead me to the cross  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;You were as I tempted and tried &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Human &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;The Word became flesh &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Bore my sin in death &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Now You're risen &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything I once held dear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count it all as loss  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lead me to the cross &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Where Your love poured out &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Bring me to my knees &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lord I lay me down &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Rid me of myself I belong to You &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Oh lead me, lead me to the cross  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bridge:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;To your heart &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;To your heart &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Bakit ang sarap ma-inlove sa Iyo? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7138402581212062190?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7138402581212062190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7138402581212062190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7138402581212062190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7138402581212062190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/para-sa.html' title='Para Sa&amp;#39;Yo'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-9108736499357359048</id><published>2008-08-07T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:17:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One of the best love songs I've ever heard...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Song&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Third Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well I've heard it said, that a man would climb a mountain&lt;br&gt;Just to be with the one he loves&lt;br&gt;How many times has he broken that promise&lt;br&gt;It has never been done.&lt;br&gt;Well, I never climbed the highest mountain&lt;br&gt;But I walked the hill of calvary&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I would do anything&lt;br&gt;There's no price I would not pay, no.&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I would give everything&lt;br&gt;And I would give my life away, yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I've heard it said that a man would swim the oceans&lt;br&gt;Just to be with the one he loves.&lt;br&gt;But all of those dreams, are an empty emotion.&lt;br&gt;It can never be done.&lt;br&gt;Well, I never swam the deepest ocean&lt;br&gt;But I walked upon the raging sea.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I would do anything&lt;br&gt;There's no price I would not pay, no.&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I would give everything&lt;br&gt;And I would give my life away, yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bridge: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I know that you don't understand&lt;br&gt;the fullness of My love&lt;br&gt;How I died upon the cross for your sin.&lt;br&gt;And I know that you don't realize&lt;br&gt;how much that I give you&lt;br&gt;And I promise, well I would do it all again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I've done everything&lt;br&gt;There's no price I did not pay, no.&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you, I gave everything&lt;br&gt;Yes, I gave My life away, yeah.&lt;br&gt;I gave My life away, yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And just to be with you.&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you.&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you.&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-9108736499357359048?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9108736499357359048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=9108736499357359048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9108736499357359048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9108736499357359048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-song.html' title='A Love Song'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3336004816067119418</id><published>2008-08-05T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:52:15.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HBD Tsong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To the person who has always been a blessing to me...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for always lending me your ears...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for patiently listening to all my blah-blahs...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for being an encouragement not only to me but to our li'l bros and sisses as well...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for praying for me (I assume you do when I tell you prayer requests &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; )...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for your deep love for the Lord and how it manifests in your life...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for the treats! hihi! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...thank you for being my very good, real friend...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#33ccff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="6"&gt;Happy Birthday Gilbert!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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Sad. I couldn't post my so-close-up pic of Jason Wade during Lifehouse's performance at TV5's launch and the videos of Gary V. that I recorded at his concert. Tsk, tsk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyhow, I went home in Nueva last weekend after 2 months. I so missed home -- sleeping with my parents' at their bed, waking up a bit later than my regular wake up time with Daddy's breadfast awaiting me at the dining table, watching TV all night long, cuddling and teasing and kissing my nephews until they get irritated (good tita! hihi!), catching up and kwentuhan and LOL with my churchmates, tambay and foodtrip at Ate Cha's place. And so on and so forth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I also missed Ate Tin. After several months, I finally caught her! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  She passed by the house an hour before I left for Manila yesterday. She personally handed me my invitation to her wedding. She grew bigger and has shouting pimples all over her face. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;  But she still carries with her that cheerful, bubbly character.  We just had a quick kwentuhan, not as lively and enthusiastic though as before. So I finally heard it straight from her. I didn't know how to react. But I could see a hint of regret in her eyes. I could feel the melancholy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Last night, in my room, I was thinking about what happened and what Kuya Jon told me about accountability. Two of my closest friends have already been into that kind of situation and it made me think what have I done or have NOT for them as a friend. I asked myself, "Where was I when they needed a friend who will encourage or comfort them, or will simply serve as a sounding board?" Maybe I was too busy with my own personal issues that I forgot that I also am a friend who may be needed by someone. All these made me think what kind of a friend I am to my friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I remember a conversation with my church friend when I myself experienced being "alone" at one lowly point in my life. I mentioned that personally, there are certain qualities that I look for a person for me to be able to say that he/she is my real friend, that I can really count on him/her. I pondered on these qualities and reflected if I actually possess them. Sadly, I found out that I lack many of them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I felt sad about what happened. But there is none that I can do turn things upside down. Maybe I'm also being taught a lot lessons from all these. And I'm hoping to learn them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, I'm already being melodramatic. Hope we'll have our internet back soon!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8517925007309680773?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8517925007309680773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8517925007309680773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8517925007309680773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8517925007309680773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-few-days-of-august.html' title='First Few Days of August...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4736485103168226151</id><published>2008-07-24T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:37:45.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Silversmith is Watching Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Weng e-mailed this short Biblical article to me a month ago but I only got the chance to read it when I was cleaning up my e-mail this afternoon. It deeply touched my heart, showing me where God is and what He is doing at times when I go through the "fire". Hope it will also inspire you as it did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Malachi 3:3 says: 'He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.'&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;'He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.'&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, 'How do you know when the silver is fully refined?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;He smiled at her and answered, 'Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it.'&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4736485103168226151?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4736485103168226151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4736485103168226151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4736485103168226151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4736485103168226151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-silversmith-is-watching-me.html' title='My Silversmith is Watching Me'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-360889908610826071</id><published>2008-07-21T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:39:11.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanta Muna Ulit</title><content type='html'> &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want to Know You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;SonicFlood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the secret, in the quiet place&lt;br&gt; In the stillness You are there&lt;br&gt; In the secret, in the quiet hour&lt;br&gt; I wait only for You&lt;br&gt; Cause, I want to know You more&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Chorus:&lt;br&gt; I want to know You&lt;br&gt; I want to hear Your voice&lt;br&gt; I want to know You more&lt;br&gt; I want to touch You&lt;br&gt; I want to see Your face&lt;br&gt; I want to know You more&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am reaching for the highest goal&lt;br&gt; That I might receive the prize&lt;br&gt; Pressing onward, pushing every hindrance aside&lt;br&gt; Out of my way&lt;br&gt; Cause, I want to know You more&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Yes, work in progress...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-360889908610826071?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/360889908610826071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=360889908610826071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/360889908610826071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/360889908610826071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/kanta-muna-ulit.html' title='Kanta Muna Ulit'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-6039696543603576091</id><published>2008-07-14T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:37:45.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Updates!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;br&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This entry is related to my previous posts. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  I'm currently listening to a good music. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; Here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/stills/richard_poon.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.  On July 31 (not July 18 anymore), we will go to Music Museum to watch this concert -- finally. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; All July 18 tickets were bought by Unilab na daw kasi. So...&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/stills/garyv_tix.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hehe! Happy me! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love Christian artists! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-6039696543603576091?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6039696543603576091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=6039696543603576091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6039696543603576091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6039696543603576091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates-updates.html' title='Updates, Updates!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/stills/th_richard_poon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1142675170577848368</id><published>2008-07-14T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:01:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion World Tour Manila</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/062408manilaemail.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ang daming upcoming concerts! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  Will watch this, mukha pa naman akong estudyante eh. Hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; Hope may tickets pa! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For more info, click &lt;a href="http://beccamusic.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.268generation.com/worldtour/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.268generation.com/2.0/splash5.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1142675170577848368?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1142675170577848368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1142675170577848368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1142675170577848368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1142675170577848368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/passion-world-tour-manila.html' title='Passion World Tour Manila'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/th_062408manilaemail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-239049337250697576</id><published>2008-07-13T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:58:56.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'> Wonderful, wonderful song.  Makes me wanna cry when I heard it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who Am I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who am I? &lt;br&gt; That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br&gt; Would care to know my name,&lt;br&gt; Would care to feel my hurt.&lt;br&gt; Who am I? &lt;br&gt; That the bright and morning star,&lt;br&gt; Would choose to light the way,&lt;br&gt; For my ever wandering heart.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br&gt; But because of what you've done.&lt;br&gt; Not because of what I've done,&lt;br&gt; But because of who you are.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Chorus:&lt;br&gt; I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br&gt; Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br&gt; A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br&gt; A vapor in the wind.&lt;br&gt; Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br&gt; Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br&gt; And you've told me who I am.&lt;br&gt; I am yours.&lt;br&gt; I am yours. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Who am I? &lt;br&gt; That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br&gt; Would look on me with love&lt;br&gt; And watch me rise again.&lt;br&gt; Who am I? &lt;br&gt; That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br&gt; Would call out through the rain,&lt;br&gt; And calm the storm in me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Not because of who I am,&lt;br&gt; But because of what you've done.&lt;br&gt; Not because of what I've done,&lt;br&gt; But because of who you are.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br&gt; Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br&gt; A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br&gt; A vapor in the wind.&lt;br&gt; Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br&gt; Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br&gt; And you've told me who I am.&lt;br&gt; I am yours. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Not because of who I am,&lt;br&gt; But because of what you've done.&lt;br&gt; Not because of what I've done,&lt;br&gt; But because of who you are.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br&gt; Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br&gt; A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br&gt; A vapor in the wind.&lt;br&gt; Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br&gt; Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br&gt; And you've told me who I am.&lt;br&gt; I am yours.&lt;br&gt; I am yours.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am yours.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Whom shall I fear?&lt;br&gt; Whom shall I fear?&lt;br&gt; 'Cause I am yours.&lt;br&gt; I am yours.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Thanks to Diko for sharing this with me. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-239049337250697576?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/239049337250697576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=239049337250697576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/239049337250697576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/239049337250697576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7391922193182321278</id><published>2008-07-08T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:58:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Music</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.gwenah.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SHNyRQoKCtQAABTEPOY1/poon.jpg?et=Ms8XOUOC0qTY7adXEQh5ng&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want to listen to this... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7391922193182321278?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7391922193182321278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7391922193182321278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7391922193182321278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7391922193182321278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-music.html' title='Good Music'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3950049419801390234</id><published>2008-07-05T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:31:47.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary Valenciano His Love The Repeat</title><content type='html'> &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk173/grayvee_bucket/HislovepostersharperMMcopy_2-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;Malapit na! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3950049419801390234?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3950049419801390234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3950049419801390234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3950049419801390234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3950049419801390234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/gary-valenciano-his-love-repeat.html' title='Gary Valenciano His Love The Repeat'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3340117214259428953</id><published>2008-07-01T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:44:23.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please teach me to&lt;font size="3"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; the &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3340117214259428953?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3340117214259428953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3340117214259428953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3340117214259428953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3340117214259428953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-lord.html' title='Dear Lord'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4909167182022121995</id><published>2008-06-25T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:47:52.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QLC</title><content type='html'>So it's called Quarter-Life Crisis. Finally, I've found the right term. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Admittedly, I'm going through this QLC thingy. I prefer not to further elaborate. I'm not abnormal if I experience this period in my life, am I?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need a vision. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4909167182022121995?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4909167182022121995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4909167182022121995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4909167182022121995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4909167182022121995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/qlc.html' title='QLC'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4668482959992982028</id><published>2008-06-23T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:57:15.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kopi Shap Sawnds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Gusto ko ng music na pang-coffee shop! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wala lang. Gusto ma-relax ng utak ko sa kakaisip ng mga bagay na dapat at tamang gawin. Hmmm... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cup.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4668482959992982028?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4668482959992982028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4668482959992982028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4668482959992982028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4668482959992982028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/kopi-shap-sawnds.html' title='Kopi Shap Sawnds'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2947785254599428172</id><published>2008-06-14T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:38:53.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'> Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm still a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;slave&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; Please pray for me...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2947785254599428172?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2947785254599428172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2947785254599428172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2947785254599428172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2947785254599428172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/still.html' title=' Still'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1228429662756086493</id><published>2008-06-12T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:45:26.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching For...</title><content type='html'>Upon looking at the post-its and some notes penned on my planner during lunch at my office desk today, a realization hit me:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I have been too busy searching for things that will make me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;, but not the things that will bring me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1228429662756086493?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1228429662756086493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1228429662756086493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1228429662756086493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1228429662756086493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/searching-for.html' title='Searching For...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7454950748871761067</id><published>2008-06-10T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:33:28.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SonicFlood </title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;SonicFlood's concert is moved on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;August 15&lt;/span&gt; from the initial schedule of June 13, for reasons I still do not know. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Same time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;8:00 PM&lt;/span&gt; and same venue, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Araneta Coliseum&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/sonic-flood-3-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now I have more time to save for the ticket. Hihi! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And because I am so excited already about the concert, I searched for their famous and astig version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;I Want To Know You&lt;/span&gt; from their second album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;SonicPraise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't only find the studio recording of the song, I also got the acoustic version and the live version &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;, which are also both creatively done. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Trivia: The present SonicFlood is no longer composed of the original members who all left the band in 2000. SonicPraise was recorded by the original SonicFlood members but was released only after the "new" band was formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The song's energy remained in the acoustic version despite minimal use of electric sound save for the bass which also sounded acoustic. The band can also be identified for their heavy use of the bass sound, which is evident in the live version in which they tweaked a bit the bassline compared to the studio record, maintaining the power of the song but making it musically artistic. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm now going to have a new set of album collection aside from Jars of Clay because my SonicFlood mp3s were only downloaded from the net. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  Hope their first 2 albums are still available! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So excited already for August 15! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7454950748871761067?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7454950748871761067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7454950748871761067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7454950748871761067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7454950748871761067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/sonicflood.html' title='SonicFlood '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/th_sonic-flood-3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-6623213025705027802</id><published>2008-06-09T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:34:52.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an 11-year-old crush!</title><content type='html'>  Hindi po ito pedophilia. Hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Ito ay simpleng paghanga lamang sa isang munting bata. Haha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ganito kasi yun. Umuwi kami ng brother ko sa province nung Saturday and our parents fetched us to come with them to visit our tita's resto sa Freedom Park sa Cabanatuan.  Habang nagdi-dinner kami, sinabihan ako ng tita ko kung pwede ako mag-judge ng battle of the bands that night at that place because she also happened to be one of the event organizers. Bigla ata hindi naging available yung isang judge na nakuha nila. My mom was actually the one invited kaya lang wala daw siyang alam sa music kaya ako ang isinangkalan niya. Hehe!  So yun, napasubo ako. Haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There were 8 bands who competed and there was this 11-year-old kid named Isaac (in-introduce siya nung vocalist nila) from one competing band who plays the lead guitar awesomely!  Grabe, ang galing sobra!  Kung hindi mo siya napapanood, you wouldn't believe that one of that band's lead guitarists is just an incoming fifth grader na mags-start na ang klase tomorrow! His parents must be so proud of him!  Sana magka-anak din ako ng ganun! Haha! And their band was really great!  Pumasok nga sila sa elimination eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meron ding isang band, which was my number one choice, na sobrang galing. The band was just composed of three members:  the lead guitarist, the bassist and the drummer who is also the vocalist. Buong-buo yung tunog nila, walang sabit. They actually sound professional. Very impressive! Ewan ko kung anong klaseng mga daliri meron yung gitarista at bahista nila, ang lupet!!!  At yung vocalist, buong-buo din yung boses, parang hindi nagda-drums eh! And I particularly liked the way he interacted with the audience while singing and drumming at the same time, kahit nakaupo lang siya. Hindi din "typical rakista" yung look nila, in fact they look quite formal compared to other bands. Lalo na yung lead guitarist. Ahehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was a tie for the last 2 bands na pumasok to compete for the finals. One has a good drummer, cool na cool, effortless ang pagpalo. Medyo madami yung members nila, may keyboardist and they have 2 vocalists (taga-growl yung isa &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;) pero maganda yung tunog nila. And the other one has a good-looking vocalist. Hehe!   Amazing voice, parang boses from a foreign rock band. Okay din ang tunog nila, hindi sabog and maganda yung coordination.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yun ang kwento ng isang babaeng napadaan lang galing Manila at nahilang mag-judge ng competition. Hehe!  Pero amazing talaga yung bata! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-6623213025705027802?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6623213025705027802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=6623213025705027802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6623213025705027802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6623213025705027802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-11-year-old-crush.html' title='I have an 11-year-old crush!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-828439229987749366</id><published>2008-06-07T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:48:50.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here In My Life</title><content type='html'> I first heard this song at Hillsong United's concert in Araneta Coliseum last May 26. This one is from their album Saviour King. Such a powerful song. Moving. Real. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here In My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have never walked on water&lt;br&gt; Felt the waves beneath my feet&lt;br&gt; But at Your word Lord&lt;br&gt; I'll receive Your faith to walk on oceans deep&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; And I remember how You found me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; In that very same place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; All my failings surely would have drowned me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Still You made a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt; You are my freedom&lt;br&gt; Jesus You're the reason&lt;br&gt; I'm kneeling again at Your throne&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Where would I be without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Here in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Here in my life&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You have said that all the heavens&lt;br&gt; Sing for joy at one who finds the&lt;br&gt; Way to freedom truth of Jesus&lt;br&gt; Brought from death into this life&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; And I remember how You saw me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Through the eyes of Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; And though the price was Your beloved for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Still You made a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-828439229987749366?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/828439229987749366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=828439229987749366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/828439229987749366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/828439229987749366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-in-my-life.html' title='Here In My Life'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1815607070063377445</id><published>2008-06-06T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:57:30.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five Candles (You Were There)&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A promise or a dare&lt;br&gt;I would jump if I knew you'd catch me&lt;br&gt;Staring over the edge&lt;br&gt;I can't tell if you'll be here for me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I close my eyes and make a wish&lt;br&gt;Turn out the lights and take a breath&lt;br&gt;Pray that when the wick is burned&lt;br&gt;You would say that it's all about love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;You were there when I needed you&lt;br&gt;You were there when the skies broke wide, wide open&lt;br&gt;You were there when I needed you&lt;br&gt;You were there when the skies broke wide, wide open&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You were never here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I remember you said&lt;br&gt;Love was more than your good intentions&lt;br&gt;Empty boxes on the floor&lt;br&gt;Things I never asked you for&lt;br&gt;I pray that when the wick is burned&lt;br&gt;You would say that it's all about love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't see the promise of&lt;br&gt;Excuses you fall upon&lt;br&gt;I pray to God not holding on&lt;br&gt;To things you've left undone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You were there when I&lt;br&gt;You were there when I&lt;br&gt;You were there when I needed you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1815607070063377445?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1815607070063377445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1815607070063377445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1815607070063377445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1815607070063377445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-candles.html' title='5 Candles'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-545144022759970593</id><published>2008-06-06T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:34:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Utang na loob, mag-reply naman &lt;em&gt;kayo&lt;/em&gt; o...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...kahit "yes" or "no" lang...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-545144022759970593?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/545144022759970593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=545144022759970593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/545144022759970593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/545144022759970593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/utl.html' title='UTL'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1571705913686588199</id><published>2008-06-05T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:29:34.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ate Tin... &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1571705913686588199?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1571705913686588199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1571705913686588199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1571705913686588199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1571705913686588199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4354742511086411169</id><published>2008-05-28T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:19:17.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad Clown&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Say how's the weather, so I look out the window&lt;br&gt;To brighten my soul, but I can't control the rain&lt;br&gt;That keeps falling&lt;br&gt;Smile on the outside that never comes in&lt;br&gt;A comedy, mystery, irony, tragedy&lt;br&gt;So I scream "let the show begin"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You break me open, turn on the light&lt;br&gt;Stumble inside with me, with me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do I entertain you?&lt;br&gt;Do I preoccupy you with my wit to cover this lie?&lt;br&gt;Are you mesmerized?&lt;br&gt;Do you think me faithful, do you think me a clown?&lt;br&gt;I picked out this shirt, I put on this hat&lt;br&gt;I wore all this paint just for you&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4354742511086411169?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4354742511086411169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4354742511086411169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4354742511086411169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4354742511086411169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-sings.html' title='It sings...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4045740102188794689</id><published>2008-05-27T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:24:40.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Balloon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;things, like diamonds, are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rare&lt;/span&gt; to find...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4045740102188794689?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4045740102188794689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4045740102188794689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4045740102188794689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4045740102188794689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/thought-balloon.html' title='Thought Balloon'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7400490116722167811</id><published>2008-05-20T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:24:54.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Len-len Tagged Me!</title><content type='html'> And since I still can't post the pics from our Batangas trip last weekend, I'm gonna do this tag thingy. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THE RULES&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;2.  Bloggers tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post the rules.&lt;br&gt;3.  At the end of your blog you need to choose ten people you're going to tag and list their names.&lt;br&gt;4.  Do not forget to comment on their site that they are tagged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  I love dancing (was a dance troupe member in elementary and high school) but it has been a very looooong time since I last danced (2002 pa ata, sa streetdance class nung college) so I'm seriously considering taking dance classes (streetdance or rumba) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.  I love music &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/note.png"&gt;and playing musical instruments (I play the guitar, bass and drums) at matagal ko na din tong hindi nagagawa &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3.  Jars of Clay is my most favorite band (and I actually collect their albums!) &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4.  I want to become sporty again &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt; and play volleyball and/or table tennis, go jogging around UP every Sunday, and learn how to play badminton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5.  It is my dream to: 1.) go to Bohol (which we already have plans &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;) and 2.)  climb Mt. Pulag (or Gulugod Baboy muna, masyado ata ambisyosa ang Pulag &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6.  I laugh so easily. In short, mababaw ang kaligayan at madaling bentahan ng corny na jokes (di ba Joey??? hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7.   I drool over Dennis Trillo (so gwapo! ), Marc Nelson (so gwapo and so hot!) and Joshua Harris (so lahat na! haha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; ).  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8.  Sobrang antukin ko nung college (ask my CROI friends! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;)!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9.  DQ ice cream, blueberry cheesecake and coffee make me smile. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10.  I love spending time alone.  I love silence.  I love serenity.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7400490116722167811?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7400490116722167811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7400490116722167811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7400490116722167811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7400490116722167811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/len-len-tagged-me.html' title='Len-len Tagged Me!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1125724169225174798</id><published>2008-05-14T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:44:45.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Kay Vena</title><content type='html'>(or "Veena" para mas sosyal):  Cheers! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sabi ko nga kay Ronald, I'm not dying to be your friend. I actually don't even bother to become your friend. Duh?!     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tse! (ulit) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1125724169225174798?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1125724169225174798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1125724169225174798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1125724169225174798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1125724169225174798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/para-kay-vena.html' title='Para Kay Vena'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4850352001863442018</id><published>2008-05-06T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:16:13.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bass</title><content type='html'>  Apart from acoustic guitar, I also love playing bass though I'm not really able to master it.   Bass adds beat and rhythm to a song and it's actually fun to play (one has to be prepared for shoulder aches though 'coz the instrument is kinda heavy and for some blisters and callous on fingers because of the thick strings  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;. But I promise, they're all worth it. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One cool bass line I've heard is that one from Zombie by The Cranberries and I really, really want to learn how to play this. Here's the tab that I got from &lt;a href="http://www.ultimate-guitar.com"&gt;ultimate-guitar.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Song: Zombie&lt;br&gt;Band: The Cranberries&lt;br&gt;Album: No Need to Argue&lt;br&gt;Tuning: Standard&lt;br&gt;Tabbed By: fr3n_skidrow&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Intro:&lt;br&gt;G-----&lt;br&gt;D-----&lt;br&gt;A-----&lt;br&gt;E-12\-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right into Chorus Riff (play 3X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3-2-2-2-222-3-2-3- &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Verse (play 4X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-----------------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-2-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus (play 4X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3-2-2-2-222-3-2-3- &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Verse (Play 4X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-----------------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-2-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus (Play 2X): &lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3-2-2-2-222-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus B (Play 2X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-5-3-0---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-3-5-2-2-2-222-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interlude (Play 2X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-335-3-0-------------------3-3-3-335-3-0---&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0---------------3-0-0-0-000-0-3-0---------------3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus B (Play 2X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-5-3-0---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-3-5-2-2-2-222-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus (Play 2X):&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3---------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0-----------------3-3-3-333-3-5-3-2-2-2-222-3-2-3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ending Bass Solo&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-335-3-0-------------------3-3-3-335-3-0---&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0---------------3-0-0-0-000-0-3-0---------------3-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;G------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;D------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A------------------3-3-3-335-3-0-----------------------------------&lt;br&gt;E--0-0-0-000-0-3-0---------------3-0-------------------------------&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm...Paano ba 'to basahin? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Parang guitar tabs lang din? I'm used to reading guitar chords than tabs for bass kasi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4850352001863442018?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4850352001863442018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4850352001863442018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4850352001863442018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4850352001863442018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/bass.html' title='Bass'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5076364560104853370</id><published>2008-05-06T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:34:17.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm missing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5076364560104853370?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5076364560104853370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5076364560104853370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5076364560104853370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5076364560104853370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3243906644882977079</id><published>2008-05-02T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T03:43:35.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sari-Saring Kwento</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;that all happened in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CAUTION: This is a long entry so read only when you have the patience to do so. Reader is also adviced to read by section to avoid getting drowned by so much words.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Encounter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kahapon, pina-attend ako ng boss ko sa MORES General Meeting sa Discovery Suites.  MORES is an organization of marketing research professionals in the Philippines. I was with a market research agency before ako lumipat sa Starcom. Therefore, I already expected na a-attend sa MORES meeting yung former boss ko.  If you have read my entry last January, you would have an idea about my experience when I left my previous company. So before going to the meeting, iniisip ko na kung paano magiging interaction namin ng dati kong boss.  Civil lang ba or somewhat like before na kwentuhan, kamustahan. Buti na lang a-attend si Steph, yung dati kong senior sa previous company na lumipat na rin ng ibang company. I wouldn't have to deal with the situation alone, very uncomfortably.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I arrived at the venue and unfortunately wala pa si Steph. While waiting for and texting her, I got a glimpse of my former boss. And so the uncomfortable feeling came rushing in. In my mind, kapag nagka-interact kami ni former boss, hindi ko alam paano magre-react. Thank God dumating na si Steph at na-spot-an niya agad si former boss and waived at her. My former boss waived back and when she saw me, nag-smile naman siya. The awkward feeling subsided a bit until Steph asked me na mag-join sa table where GAR was sitting. So we joined her and started some small talk. GAR asked how I'm doing. I somehow felt relief. Wala ng tension between us like the one that took place on my last day at her company. Though we weren't able to talk that much (dahil ang medyo malaki yung spaces between the chairs at ayoko naman sumigaw &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;), I was thankful na naging okay na din kami kahit papaano. Siguro hindi na kagaya before yung relationship namin but honestly, I still hold her in high respect as a mentor.  Na-realize ko, I already need to let go of the hard feelings left in my heart. And I'm already prepared to do it. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;  Hope she feels the same way also.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So now, I can already freely express myself and tell about my previous work experience without a tinge of anger or pain in my heart. That's what I've always been looking forward to.  At least, it has already begun. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Critic"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the meeting, I was having a very difficult time hailing a taxi along ADB going back to the office.  After several failed attempts, I was able to convince one taxi driver to bring me to Makati.  Pag sakay ko sa taxi:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manong Driver (in his 60s, habang dahan-dahang lumalakad yung taxi): &lt;/span&gt; Ay, miss, kakagaling ko lang ng Makati eh. Naghatid na ko dito sa Ortigas, dito na lang sana ako mag-iikot.  Dagdagan nyo na lang [yung pamasahe], pabalik-balik na kasi ako saka ma-traffic sa Makati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako (cool naman though sobrang init sa taxi nya):&lt;/span&gt;  Balik na lang ho ulit kayo dun.  Ganun ho talaga, nagta-taxi tayo eh, so kailangan ihatid talaga natin yung pasahero sa pupuntahan nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi naman ako pinababa ni Manong Driver though I know na nage-expect pa din siya ng dagdag sa bayad.  As we go along the heavy traffic in San Miguel Ave, nag-salita ulit si Manong Driver.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Manong Driver:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makaluma yung tugtog ko MIss ha, okay lang ba? &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;  Sige, Manong, okay lang. (Sa isip-isip ko, kung Frank Sinatra keri pa, kaso kundiman eh. hehe!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manong Driver:&lt;/span&gt; Magaganda yung mga kanta noong araw, hindi kagaya ngayon. Maiingay tapos kung ano-ano pa mga lyrics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;  Hehe! (Hindi ako komportable makipag-usap nung time na yun)&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manong Driver:  &lt;/span&gt;Masarap pakinggan yung mga ganyang tugtog. Ayoko makinig ng mga debate, mga balita ngayon. Nakakasira ba ng araw.  Noong araw mas lalong masarap makinig ng kanyang tugtog lalo na may pangkain ka. Eh ngayon, naku. (Sabay iling si Manong).&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako: &lt;/span&gt; May probinsya ho ba kayo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manong Driver:&lt;/span&gt;  Matagal na ko dito sa Maynila nakatira pero taga-Ilocos Norte ako, sa bayan ni Marcos.  I worked in the government noong araw, under the Marcos administration. (Aba, at nag-English si Manong!).  There was no corrupt during that time. (Aba, English talaga ito!).  If there is a froject (ay, sablay!), all the money will go to the froject (inulit pa!). No forsiyento, forsiyento! (sige lang, Manong!)... blah, blah, blah... (He was actually trying to build up the Marcos administration, saying good things about the government that time). You will not corrupt because of ashame (hay naku, hindi ko na inintindi pagi-Ingles niya, inintindi ko na lang yung message niya).  Hindi tulad ngayon, puro corrupt! Pag may froject, may porsiyento si ganito, may porsiyento si ganyan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;  Ah oho, may mga lagay-lagay.  Hindi lang naman ho sa gobyerno nangyayari yan eh, kahit sa private sector, sa mga corporation.  Kahit nga ho ordinaryong tao gumagawa na rin ng ganyan, mga lagay-lagay (I was actually pertaining to his paghingi ng lagay earlier).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tuloy pa rin si Manong sa kanyang talumpati kung gaano kahusay at kaganda ang gobyerno ni Marcos. Habang nags-speech si Manong, I just threw some questions related to the Marcos administration just to know his disposition about these. Mahaba-haba din ang arguments na baluktot ni Manong Driver. Basta, para sa kanya, magaling na presidente si Marcos, hindi siya corrupt, wala siyang ginawang violations.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We were talking about this all throughout my taxi ride at nung malapit na ko bumaba, we both concluded that in any kind of service, whether in the government or not, we all should practice honesty. Ayun, sana na-realize niya ang pagiging corrupt niya nang hingan niya ko ng dagdag sa bayad. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's nothing wrong about criticizing -- be it the government or any other entity or individual for that matter.  We have the right to, in the first place. We're living in a democratic country where people have the right and freedom to express their opinions. My disappointment though goes to those people who are mere blabbers about the undeniably rampant corruption in the country but they themselves live that kind of life -- like the taxi driver who fearlessly expresses with conviction his political opinion about corruption but asks me to pay beyond what I am supposed to pay him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nung bumaba ako sa taxi, I paid him the exact amount: P112.50. Akala ko magre-reklamo siya. Dahil once na hanapin niya yung dagdag, sasabihin ko sa kanya: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Manong, wag na kayo mag-reklamo tungkol sa corruption sa gobyerno, wala naman kayo pinagkaiba sa mga bulok na corrupt dun."&lt;/span&gt; Sabay bagsak sa pinto taxi. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The "Impatient"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On a lighter side, I met up with Joey and his brother Carlo in Megamall after office to shop for some sale items at the start of the three-day sale. Carlo went around while Joey and I hopped from one store to another.  We first looked for Joey's polo at Memo and after getting what we think is a good one for him, I dragged him to the women's stores. I was supposed to get a pair of low-priced, chic Celine shoes but they didn't fit comfortably on my feet. We went to VNC but I didn't find a good-buy pair of shoes.  I just decided to go to Kamiseta and started to unearth amongst the heaped clothes in each table a cute but definitely cheap top.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the middle of Joey's impatience, I was able to grab a brown, laced sleeveless top that fits me well. I hurriedly bought the blouse for P240. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Hihi! I lurve it! Cute! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We looked for Carlo afterwards as we were already done with our shopping and we already had to go home. We then passed by the Mizuno outlet and I just scouted for a cross-training/running shoes which I wanted to use for jogging. I looked at each shoes and asked Joey's comments on their look. And when I handed one pair to take a closer look at it, the impatient boyfriend of mine grabbed my other hand and slowly pulled me towards the store's exit. You really love me so much baby, huh? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's why, I can say, I get my best shopping experience alone. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; Away from getting pressured by my boyfriend who easily gets bored when I'm in the midst of an eager search for a perfect blouse. I have the liberty to rome around, move from shop to shop without a "timer ticking". Nevertheless, I still enjoy shopping with you, baby. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; I think it's the quality of time we spend going around while cracking corny and silly jokes and laughing together that makes the shopping experience enjoyable (eventhough I'm not able to concentrate on choosing &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;).  Also, I like it when you give me that big grin signalling that your patience has already reached its limit...hehe! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cranberries &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tsk, tsk. Hindi sana ako nagta-tiyaga sa paputol-putol na pag-download ng Cranberries songs sa multiply kung hindi mo kinalimutan yung CD na pina-burn ko...huhu! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt; Don't forget Plumb! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; Labyu! hihi! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3243906644882977079?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3243906644882977079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3243906644882977079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3243906644882977079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3243906644882977079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/sari-saring-kwento.html' title='Sari-Saring Kwento'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-6232867955584879008</id><published>2008-05-01T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:29:01.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cranberries</title><content type='html'>   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Balik songhits na naman ang blog ko.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been listening to &lt;a href="http://www.cranberries.com"&gt;The Cranberries&lt;/a&gt; for a couple of days now (thanks to those multiply-ers who uploaded complete tracks of their album &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;) and I realized how wonderful their music is.  Wala ako masabi. Galing, galing. Great voice, great musicality. Masarap pa i-jamming songs nila kasi masarap kantahin and simple lang yung chords (naalala ko yung bass ng Zombie, astig!). Sayang lang, na-disband na sila. But I'd say they're one of the best bands I've ever heard. &lt;/p&gt;Here's one of my favorite The Cranberries classics.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cranberries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you, if you could return&lt;br&gt;           Don't let it burn, don't let it fade&lt;br&gt;           I'm sure I'm not being rude&lt;br&gt;           But it's just your attitude&lt;br&gt;           It's tearing me apart, it's ruining everything&lt;br&gt;           I swore, I swore I would be true&lt;br&gt;           And honey so did you&lt;br&gt;           So why were you holding her hand&lt;br&gt;           Is that the way we stand&lt;br&gt;           Were you lying all the time&lt;br&gt;           Was it just a game to you&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;           But I'm in so deep&lt;br&gt;           You know I'm such a fool for you&lt;br&gt;           You got me wrapped around your finger&lt;br&gt;           Do you have to let it linger&lt;br&gt;           Do you have to, do you have to let it linger&lt;br&gt;           Oh, I thought the world of you&lt;br&gt;           I thought nothing could go wrong&lt;br&gt;           But I was wrong, but I was wrong&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;If you, if you could get by&lt;br&gt;           Trying not to lie&lt;br&gt;           Things wouldn't be so confused&lt;br&gt;           And I wouldn't feel so used&lt;br&gt;           But you always really knew&lt;br&gt;           I just wanna be with you&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-6232867955584879008?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6232867955584879008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=6232867955584879008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6232867955584879008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6232867955584879008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/05/cranberries.html' title='The Cranberries'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8217708301226655747</id><published>2008-04-28T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:49:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil Badtrip Ako...</title><content type='html'> Q &amp; A from Friendster:&lt;br&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;1. What name plus "o"?&lt;br&gt; - gwynnao (amfangit! :D )&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. Two state at the moment?&lt;br&gt; - badtrip at badtrip&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br&gt; - Schuyler Fisk songs&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. A part of a song lyric that's in your mind right now?&lt;br&gt; - "these words are heavy on my mind, like songs that say goodbye..."&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 5. Describe where you are right now.&lt;br&gt; - on our bed stuffed with clean clothes, pillows and blankets :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 6. What is your highlight of the week?&lt;br&gt; - the week has just begun so none so far&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 7. What are you craving to have right now?&lt;br&gt; - wala &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 8. Any unforgettable childhood memory?&lt;br&gt; - i'm not really in the mood to flash back my memory... :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 9. A not-so-good childhood memory?&lt;br&gt; - same answer as above :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 10. What are your nicknames?&lt;br&gt; - gwyn, gwynr/gwenner&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 11. Your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br&gt; - finish updating viewing trends and move on with my next to-do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 12. Your two plans for today?&lt;br&gt; - eat dinner and sleep&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 13. Are you thinking of someone right now?&lt;br&gt; - yuh&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 14. Do you party?&lt;br&gt; - nope, not my lifestyle&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 15. Do you like twins?&lt;br&gt; - yup, so much! love 'em!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 16. Fill in the blank "I am ..&lt;br&gt; - so pissed right now...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 18. Say anything you like to whoever is reading.&lt;br&gt; - naiinis ako :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 19. Are you feeling hungry?&lt;br&gt; - a bit&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 20. Who do you miss right now?&lt;br&gt; - si ate tin :(&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 21. Last friend you saw online&lt;br&gt; - can't recall&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 22.Last friend you saw go offline&lt;br&gt; - i'm not logged on in YM right now&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 23. What do you like about night?&lt;br&gt; - i have time to be alone and think&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 24.If you were in a farm, what do you want to see?&lt;br&gt; - trees, greeneries, fruits, flowers, blue sky, white clouds&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 25. Last person who gave a comment to you?&lt;br&gt; - sa friendster? si andrea, high schoolmate/churchmate ko&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 26. Did you like it?&lt;br&gt; - hehe, keri lang :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 27. Do you play an instrument? What instrument?&lt;br&gt; - yup. guitar, bass guitar and drums. di na ata ako marunong ng mga yan ngayon...hehe!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 28.What song did u last hear?&lt;br&gt; - Hello by Schuyler Fisk&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 29. Where did you hear it from?&lt;br&gt; - from the PC&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 30. Now what are you listening to?&lt;br&gt; - Paperweight by Schuyler Fisk&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 31. Who haven't you seen in a while?&lt;br&gt; - churchfriends, CROI&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 32. Do you miss them?&lt;br&gt; - yup, yup&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 33. Where ARE THEY? &lt;br&gt; - they are where they are now...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 34. Given a choice, would you sing or dance?&lt;br&gt; - both! :D but I haven't danced for quite sometime now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8217708301226655747?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8217708301226655747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8217708301226655747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8217708301226655747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8217708301226655747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/04/dahil-badtrip-ako.html' title='Dahil Badtrip Ako...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-441490236040800504</id><published>2008-04-28T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:31:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers Ulit!</title><content type='html'>  Cheers para sa mga taong malabong kausap! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tsk, tsk.  Sa susunod 'wag na lang kayo um-oo o kaya magsalita kung hindi naman kayo sigurado o seryoso sa mga pinagsasasabi nyo. Yung tipong "oo, sige, basta" o kaya may mga kung sasabihin pero sa hangin lang pala sinasabi. Nakaka-irita. FYI, nakakaabala din kasi sa ibang tao yung pagiging "malabo/drawing" nyo.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya para sa mga taong malabong kausap, better stick with your words unless you want other people not to take you seriously OR never believe you anymore...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheers! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I thought I'm OK, hindi pala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-441490236040800504?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/441490236040800504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=441490236040800504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/441490236040800504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/441490236040800504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheers-ulit.html' title='Cheers Ulit!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5576299487280679012</id><published>2008-04-24T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:59:24.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things That Made Me So Excited Today</title><content type='html'>      &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;No. 1:  HILLSONG UNITED IN MANILA '08&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/POSTER_small2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No. 2:  GARY VALENCIANO HIS LOVE INSPIRATIONAL CONCERT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/hislove_front_door-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. 3:  SONICFLOOD LIVE! PRAISE AND WORSHIP NIGHT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/sonic-flood-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Weeee!  I need to have lots and lots of money!  I wanna watch them all! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5576299487280679012?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5576299487280679012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5576299487280679012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5576299487280679012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5576299487280679012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-things-that-made-me-so-excited-today.html' title='3 Things That Made Me So Excited Today'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/concert%20posters/th_POSTER_small2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8000189892412280564</id><published>2008-04-17T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:16:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;Para&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#339999&gt;"sa'yo"&lt;/FONT&gt;, &lt;FONT face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ff9900&gt;&lt;EM&gt;"sa'yo"&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/STRONG&gt;at&lt;STRONG&gt; &lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#cc33cc&gt;"sa'yo"&lt;/FONT&gt;:&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;FONT color=#cc0000 size=5&gt;TSE!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc0000&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8000189892412280564?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8000189892412280564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8000189892412280564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8000189892412280564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8000189892412280564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1704549658294720417</id><published>2008-04-01T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:07:09.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1:05 PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1704549658294720417?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1704549658294720417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1704549658294720417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1704549658294720417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1704549658294720417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/04/105-pm.html' title='1:05 PM'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4852533007862685730</id><published>2008-03-19T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:26:24.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is...</title><content type='html'> I recall reading a blog post about other people or another person making one's life complicated. I'm now beginning to think and believe that there will always be someone who will make things in our life, or our life itself, complicated... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*sigh*&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unfair. Nakakainis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4852533007862685730?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4852533007862685730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4852533007862685730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4852533007862685730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4852533007862685730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is.html' title='Life Is...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7195549937551374742</id><published>2008-03-17T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T13:15:56.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Wish </title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;While doing some leisure surfing during lunch break in the office, I came across this &lt;A href="http://www.waypoints.ph/"&gt;website&lt;/A&gt; and upon exploring the site, my zealous desire to go out this summer intensified.  Now that I already have time for vacations, I just can't let this summer pass without going beyond the boundaries of NLEX/SLEX. So Lord, please allow me to experience a "real" summer this time. Please allow our "planned" out-of-town trips to transpire. Thanks in advance! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;   &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7195549937551374742?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7195549937551374742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7195549937551374742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7195549937551374742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7195549937551374742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-wish.html' title='Summer Wish '/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8077384080939292538</id><published>2008-03-15T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T02:17:14.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Updates</title><content type='html'>     &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just a quick look on my past couple of weeks:&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weekend Getaways.&lt;/span&gt;  For the consecutive weekends since February entered, I was away from home enjoying my renewed social life since I left the MR industry. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; I stayed home once &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;because of my father's plea for me not to leave for they had not seen me for the consecutive weekends that they visited us.  Here are the places where I could be found when I was missing in action at home: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;February 9 - Hot Air Balloon Festival with Joey's high school friends in Clark, Pampanga and Subic Safari afterwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;February 16 - Joey's nephew's Christening in San Fernando, Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;February 23-25 - Baguio Panagbenga Festival with Tuesday Group &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"&gt;March 8 - Tagaytay and Calaruega trip with Tuesday Group &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;        As Mona puts it, nahahawa na daw ako sa paglalakwatsa nila...hehe!  &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;        There are some more "gala" lined up in the coming weeks especially in April. Need to             tighten my budget. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;  By the way, will be going home to Nueva Ecija pala next week.         Yey! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Cam.  &lt;/span&gt;After a looooonnnggg wait from HSBC because of their poooooorrrr customer service (I'll post an entry about that "arggghh" experience I had with them, if sinipag...hehe!), I finally got myself a new toy (in replacement of my lost Samsung phone)! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt; Got this one just a few days ago. I love it! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/785-imageb-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OLYMPUS MJU 790&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I actually got the color black &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/4021361-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;          I'm now ready for summer! haha! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABS-CBN Event at Embassy, The Fort, March 13, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;  Had fun because I was able to see some celebs and I got to use my one-day-old cam to take pics of them. Hihi!  Sadness, I didn't win any prize in the raffle. Tsk. Di bale, I might win in the next events. Hehe!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8077384080939292538?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8077384080939292538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8077384080939292538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8077384080939292538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8077384080939292538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-random-updates.html' title='Some Random Updates'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-6378506666285918390</id><published>2008-03-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:41:45.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyu End Ey</title><content type='html'>Q and A from Friendster:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Kanino galing huling chocolates na natanggap mo?&lt;br&gt;- kay Loren, yung ni-replace ko sa Starcom :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Magbigay ka ng apat na tao na lagi mo katext&lt;br&gt;- Joey, Jose Paolo, Joeyboy, Jose :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Sino huli nagtext sayo?&lt;br&gt;- si Joey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Ilan na nagview sayo dito sa FS?&lt;br&gt;- anong FS?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Kumakain ka ba ng patatas?&lt;br&gt;- oo naman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Kailan birthday mo?&lt;br&gt;- November 24. Tumatanggap na ko ng gift ngayon pa lang...hehe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Umiinom ka ba?&lt;br&gt;- I'm a water drinker ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. May pupuntahan ka ba mamaya?&lt;br&gt;- wala, nasa bahay na ko eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Saan?&lt;br&gt;- sige na nga, sa bed, tutulog. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Eh bukas? Saan?&lt;br&gt;- yup, sa office&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Ano ang last 3 na ntatandaan mo na compliment sayo?&lt;br&gt;- maganda daw ako, sexy at mala-dyosa...sino kaya nagsabi nun? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. May syota ka ba ngaun?&lt;br&gt;- anong "syota"? what a word! "jowa" meron! haha! malala! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Mahal mo nman?&lt;br&gt;- my baby? sooooo much! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Ano whole name ng ex mo?&lt;br&gt;- huh? bakit biglang ganito ang tanong?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Eh ano whole name ng syota mo?&lt;br&gt;- "jowa" nga ang meron ako! kulet! haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Ano first description sayo ng mga tao tao?&lt;br&gt;- mahinhin daw...haha! funny!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. May inaaway ka ba?&lt;br&gt;- sino aawayin ko?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Eh may umaaway ba sau?&lt;br&gt;- as far as I know wala :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Nakasakay ka nba sa eroplano o kaya barko?&lt;br&gt;- yup, erpleyn!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Ano masasabi mo sa kaaway mo?&lt;br&gt;- wala nga ko kaaway&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Legal ba kayo ng syota mo?&lt;br&gt;- kulet ng lahi nito! hehe! legal kami ni boypren ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Kumakain ka ba ng isaw?&lt;br&gt;- op kors! the best yung sa ilang-ilang and kalay! gusto ko mag-isaw!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. May kaibigan ka bang tibo?&lt;br&gt;- ang alam ko wala&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Eh bakla? Kung mron, magbigay ka.&lt;br&gt;- friend but not really a close friend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Pumapatol ka ba sa tibo/bakla?&lt;br&gt;- everybody knows that I won't ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Madali ka ba magalit?&lt;br&gt;- medyow :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Magaling ka ba manglait?&lt;br&gt;- well, tanungin niyo na lang sina Kuya Jermaine, Ate Tin, Jeff, etc.. :o)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. Nakatabi mo na ba mtulog syota mo?&lt;br&gt;- "jowa" nga eh! haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. huli mo tinext?&lt;br&gt;- sino huli ko tinext ba to? si Joey. textmates kami eh. haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Ano gusto mo sabihin sa mahal mo?&lt;br&gt;- aylabyu...ahehe! ;)  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-6378506666285918390?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/6378506666285918390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=6378506666285918390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6378506666285918390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/6378506666285918390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/kyu-end-ey.html' title='Kyu End Ey'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2840748598209453651</id><published>2008-03-04T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:39:56.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do Boys Fall in Love with Girls*</title><content type='html'>This was written by a guy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(daw)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys, totoo ba 'to? Do you agree with all these? Or with some lang? Or none at all? Ahehe!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Girls always smell good even if it is just shampoo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. The way their head always finds the right spot on our shoulders&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. How cute they look when they sleep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. The way they kiss you and all of sudden everything in the world is right&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. How cute they are when they eat &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. The way it takes them hours to get dressed but in the end it's all worth while&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Because they are always warm even if it's -30 outside -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malamang wala sa Pilipinas yung nagsulat nito.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. They look good no matter what they wear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the&lt;br&gt;most beautiful girl on earth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. How cute they are when they argue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. The way her hand always finds yours&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13 . The way they smile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. The way you feel after you see her name on your cell after you just had a big fight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. The way they say "lets not fight anymore"- eventhough you know that an hour later...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. The way they kiss you after a fight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. The way they kiss you after you say "i love you"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Actually..The way they kiss you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. They way they apologize after crying over something that silly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt: i think every girl is guilty of this! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt (even though we don't admit it)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. The way they say "i miss you"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. The way you miss them&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. The way their tears make you want to change the world so it doesn't hurt her anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die&lt;br&gt;without them, it matters not! Because once in your life, whatever they are to the world, they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, travel the depths of their&lt;br&gt;souls and say a million things without trace of sound, you know that your own life is&lt;br&gt;inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beats of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper does it justice. It is a thing of not the mind but the heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A feeling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only felt. -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so feeling lang? But feelings are deceiving! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Posted in Friendster bulletin by a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2840748598209453651?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2840748598209453651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2840748598209453651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2840748598209453651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2840748598209453651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-do-boys-fall-in-love-with-girls.html' title='Why Do Boys Fall in Love with Girls*'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2043931122627379716</id><published>2008-03-03T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:58:44.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs Like This</title><content type='html'>Of the 5 Schuyler Fisk songs that I have listened so far, this is one of those I fell in love with that I keep on playing it over and over again. The melody, the music and Schuyler's voice blend so well speaking of the emotion the song is trying to convey. I specifically love the way she sung the chorus. It's very heartfelt, so full of emotion. The drumbeat on the second stanza after the chorus saves one from being so carried away by the soft, gloomy intro. It even gives a touch of Beatles on the bridge part. hihi! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Songs That Say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Standing at your door &lt;br&gt; Just as nervous as the first time &lt;br&gt; And you greet me with a kiss &lt;br&gt; How could you know that I don't feel right &lt;br&gt; I wish there was a way I could want you &lt;br&gt; Wish that I could be the right one for you &lt;br&gt; Wish there was an easy way to say this &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; These words are heavy on my mind &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; How can I explain that you did everything the right way &lt;br&gt; Yeah you made me feel safe and you made me want to say &lt;br&gt; Things I couldn't say &lt;br&gt; Wish I didn't have to watch you fall &lt;br&gt; Wish this didn't have to hurt at all &lt;br&gt; Wish there was an easy way to say this &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; These words are heavy on my mind &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And I don't want to take it back &lt;br&gt; The time we had &lt;br&gt; Got no regrets &lt;br&gt; I don't want to wonder if &lt;br&gt; We should have been &lt;br&gt; What could've been &lt;br&gt; What might've been &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But I didn't want to break you &lt;br&gt; I didn't want to break you &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; I didn't want to break you &lt;br&gt; I didn't want to break you &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye &lt;br&gt; Like songs that say goodbye&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2043931122627379716?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2043931122627379716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2043931122627379716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2043931122627379716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2043931122627379716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/songs-like-this.html' title='Songs Like This'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7731114098503760922</id><published>2008-03-02T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T11:32:29.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Mode</title><content type='html'>Love the guitar intro and the drumbeat on the chorus. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Standing Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Cuttin' through the darkest night in my two headlights &lt;br&gt;Trying to keep it clear, but I'm losing it here to the twilight &lt;br&gt;There's a dead end to my left, there's a burning bush to my right &lt;br&gt;You aren't in sight, you aren't in sight &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Do you want me, like I want you? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye? &lt;br&gt;Was that you passing me by? &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Mothers on the stoop, boys in souped-up coupes on this hot summer night &lt;br&gt;Between fight and flight is the blind man's sight and the choice that's right &lt;br&gt;I roll the window down, feel like I'm gonna drown in this strange town &lt;br&gt;Feel broken down, I feel broken down &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Do you need me, like I need you? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye? &lt;br&gt;Was that you passing me by? &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow &lt;br&gt;Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Do you love me, like I love you? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, beneath the darkened sky? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, with the scenery flying by? &lt;br&gt;Or am I standing still, out of the corner of my eye? &lt;br&gt;Was that you passing me by? &lt;br&gt;Are you passing me by? (Passing me by) &lt;br&gt;Do you want me? (Passing me by) &lt;br&gt;Do you need me, like I need you too? &lt;br&gt;And do you want me, like I want you? &lt;br&gt;Are you passing me by?     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7731114098503760922?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7731114098503760922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7731114098503760922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7731114098503760922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7731114098503760922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-mode.html' title='Music Mode'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3895916596541155543</id><published>2008-02-28T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:27:20.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D'yan Ka Magaling</title><content type='html'>I realized one thing I'm perfectly good at: it's hurting the people who care about me.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3895916596541155543?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3895916596541155543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3895916596541155543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3895916596541155543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3895916596541155543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-ka-magaling.html' title='D&amp;#39;yan Ka Magaling'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8488853577202028420</id><published>2008-02-20T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:55:43.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Love this cute, giggly song by Schuyler Fisk. Love her voice, love the guitar.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello &lt;br&gt;It's me again &lt;br&gt;A whole lot's changed &lt;br&gt;Since I left and &lt;br&gt;I don't know I guess &lt;br&gt;I felt like checking in &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Surprise &lt;br&gt;You let it ring &lt;br&gt;Well it's your turn to &lt;br&gt;leave me hanging &lt;br&gt;I don't care &lt;br&gt;I know you love it &lt;br&gt;when you see me call &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder who you're loving now &lt;br&gt;I'm guessing we won't work things out &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know what they say &lt;br&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br&gt;I'm way past that &lt;br&gt;Believe me &lt;br&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br&gt;It'd be so easy &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello &lt;br&gt;It's me again &lt;br&gt;It's three days now &lt;br&gt;That you've been in my dreams &lt;br&gt;and I don't know, I guess &lt;br&gt;you've just been on my mind &lt;br&gt;I don't know, I guess &lt;br&gt;I think about you all the time &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder if she's much like me &lt;br&gt;I wonder if she's what you need &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know what they say &lt;br&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br&gt;I'm way past that &lt;br&gt;Believe me &lt;br&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br&gt;It'd be so easy &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know I'm to blame &lt;br&gt;But it kills me that &lt;br&gt;I made you hate me &lt;br&gt;Like you've erased me &lt;br&gt;And I know what they say &lt;br&gt;They say you'll be happier &lt;br&gt;Better off without me &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm sure it's hard to see me &lt;br&gt;I'm sure you don't believe a word &lt;br&gt;Because you've heard it all before &lt;br&gt;And we're so far from where we were &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(da da da da da dum) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goodbye &lt;br&gt;I'll let you go &lt;br&gt;I'll get back to life &lt;br&gt;And living solo &lt;br&gt;'Cause I know I need a few years on my own &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know what they say &lt;br&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br&gt;I'm way past that &lt;br&gt;Believe me &lt;br&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br&gt;It'd be so easy &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know I'm to blame &lt;br&gt;But it kills me that &lt;br&gt;I made you hate me &lt;br&gt;Like you've erased me &lt;br&gt;And I know what they say &lt;br&gt;They say you'll be happier &lt;br&gt;Better off without me&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147441296.jpg" height="1" width="1"&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8488853577202028420?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8488853577202028420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8488853577202028420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8488853577202028420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8488853577202028420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5237758228535449797</id><published>2008-02-03T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:49:09.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All For Love</title><content type='html'>This song never fails to touch my heart and soul everytime I listen to it. Thank You, for you everlasting love, Lord...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All For Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All for love a Father gave&lt;br&gt; For only love could make a way&lt;br&gt; All for love the heavens cried&lt;br&gt; For love was crucified&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh how many times have I broken Your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But still You forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If only I ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And how many times have You heard me pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Draw near to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Everything I need is You&lt;br&gt; My beginning, my forever&lt;br&gt; Everything I need is You&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Let me sing all for love&lt;br&gt; I will join the angel song&lt;br&gt; Ever holy is the Lord&lt;br&gt; King of Glory&lt;br&gt; King of all&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; All for a love a Saviour prayed&lt;br&gt; Abba Father have Your way&lt;br&gt; Though they know not what they do&lt;br&gt; Let the Cross draw man to You&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5237758228535449797?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5237758228535449797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5237758228535449797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5237758228535449797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5237758228535449797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-for-love.html' title='All For Love'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1024835367294445163</id><published>2008-02-03T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:26:24.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwynna The "Dreamer "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Kissed Dating Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;, I never thought that I man like him still exists. Nasa kanya na ata lahat - a man of faith, gwapo (*blush*), a good son and a loving brother, etc... From then on, I started dreaming of him...hehe! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/013.gif" alt=":p" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/?action=view&amp;amp;current=josh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/josh.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joshua Eugene Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he broke my heart. &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://websmileys.com/sm/sad/739.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://websmileys.com/sm/sad/310.gif" alt=";)" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   I found out he was married na pala upon reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy Meets Girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; he related his own beautiful love story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1666348_2eba0c1bc1_m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/1666348_2eba0c1bc1_m.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh and his wife, Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/?action=view&amp;amp;current=centralpark.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/centralpark.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ouch...haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shannon, I envy you! hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If only he were single, I'd pray hard for him! &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/045.gif" alt=";)" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sabi nga ni Kuya Dennis, "luluhuran pa sa asin..." hehe! Bakit ba kasi nakilala pa kita...hahaha! Hay, dream on, Gwynna... haha! &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Btw, he also &lt;a href="http://www.joshharris.com/2007/07/good_monsters_1.php"&gt;enjoys Jars of Clay's Good Monsters!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/013.gif" alt=":p" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Soulmate talaga kami...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, tigilan na ang kalokohan na 'to! hehe! &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S.  For more info about Josh Harris, visit his website &lt;a href="http://www.joshharris.com"&gt;www.joshharris.com&lt;/a&gt; (where I "stole" the pics &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1024835367294445163?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1024835367294445163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1024835367294445163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1024835367294445163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1024835367294445163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/02/gwynna-dreamer.html' title='Gwynna The &quot;Dreamer &quot;'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/josh%20harris/th_josh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-73845326317113226</id><published>2008-02-03T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T10:03:38.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Nth Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, I'm sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-73845326317113226?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/73845326317113226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=73845326317113226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/73845326317113226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/73845326317113226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-nth-time.html' title='For the Nth Time...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3306055553073444451</id><published>2008-01-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:37:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay Hayskul</title><content type='html'>Q and A from Friendster No. 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bakit ka nahuhuli sa pila bago mag-flag ceremony?&lt;br /&gt;- late ako dumadating :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Anong favorite mong bilhin sa canteen?&lt;br /&gt;- flying saucer sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Na-guidance/principal's/csde office ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;- I can't remember an instance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sinong favorite teacher mo doon?&lt;br /&gt;- sino nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tropa mo ba yung guard ng school niyo?&lt;br /&gt;- hindi masyado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Saan ka usually tumatambay? Why?&lt;br /&gt;- sa may L shape na upuan sa may gate kasi secret! hehe! saka kala mang tabsy! kasi yun ang tambayan ng barkada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your most unforgettable experience?&lt;br /&gt;- madami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Varsity?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sinong una mong nakilala sa highschool mo?&lt;br /&gt;- mga friends, classmates and schoolmates ko nung elementary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sinu-sino mga kabarkada mo nung higschool?&lt;br /&gt;- cool guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Nami-miss mo na ba yung uniform mo?&lt;br /&gt;- hehe, kaka-miss din pala... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ilang beses mo nang nawawala ung ID mo?&lt;br /&gt;- di ko ata nawala, maingat ako sa ID eh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite classmate?&lt;br /&gt;- none in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Most unforgettable person? Why?&lt;br /&gt;- no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your batch yearbook like?&lt;br /&gt;- looks like a yearbook :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I-describe ang mukha mo sa graduation.&lt;br /&gt;- short hair ako nun (buhok ang dinescribe ko..hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Anong binibili mo sa labas tuwing uwian?&lt;br /&gt;- anything na makakain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Nakakita ka na ba ng multo sa school?&lt;br /&gt;- never pa in my 23 years of existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Nangarag ka ba sa paghahabol sa projects?&lt;br /&gt;- yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Anong unang-una mong ginawa right after graduation?&lt;br /&gt;- tumambay sa bahay, um-attend sa youth activities ng church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ano naman ang papel mo sa Intrams?&lt;br /&gt;- naging player ata ako ng volleyball..hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite subjects?&lt;br /&gt;- lahat! haha! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Kung papalitan ang color ng uniform niyo, okay lang?&lt;br /&gt;- nope, unique nga uniform namin eh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Nasa Friendster mo ba yung crush mo nung highschool mo?&lt;br /&gt;- wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Did you ever regret going to your highschool?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Kilala mo ba kung sino ang nag-post nito?&lt;br /&gt;- uu, schoolmate ko :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Sino sa mga ka-batch mo ang dapat isali sa STARSTRUCK?&lt;br /&gt;- di kasi pang-starstruck looks namin eh, pang-hollywood...bwahahaha! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ano ang best section mo?&lt;br /&gt;- rizal, mangga, narra, sampaguita! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3306055553073444451?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3306055553073444451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3306055553073444451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3306055553073444451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3306055553073444451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/buhay-hayskul.html' title='Buhay Hayskul'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3194001750411794335</id><published>2008-01-29T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:17:14.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Want to Do Before I Turn 28</title><content type='html'>1.  Learn how to swim&lt;br /&gt;2.  Go mountain climbing and eventually climb Mt. Pulag&lt;br /&gt;3.   Take piano lessons (hope I'm not yet too old for this :D )&lt;br /&gt;4.  Have someone teach me to master guitar (or bass or drums)&lt;br /&gt;5.   Enroll in a street dance and/or rumba class&lt;br /&gt;6.   Become part of a cell group&lt;br /&gt;7.  Watch any Jars of Clay, Sonicflood or Hillsong concert&lt;br /&gt;8.  Go to New Zealand!&lt;br /&gt;9.  Meet Joshua Harris :)&lt;br /&gt;10.  Pray hard until God answers my prayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3194001750411794335?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3194001750411794335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3194001750411794335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3194001750411794335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3194001750411794335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-things-i-want-to.html' title='10 Things I Want to Do Before I Turn 28'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-9011501592092699602</id><published>2008-01-27T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:22:12.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a servant&apos;s cry'/><title type='text'>Another Note to a Father</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If taking away&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life would please You, then let&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be done. Just please teach me to have a heart that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely trusts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;in You -- that &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have something in store for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, something much more beautiful, something much more wonderful. And please help me keep that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my heart, that whatever it is that You're planning for me is way &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; than my mind could ever think of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-9011501592092699602?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/9011501592092699602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=9011501592092699602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9011501592092699602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/9011501592092699602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-lord-if-taking-away-something-in.html' title='Another Note to a Father'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-3286976148707773507</id><published>2008-01-27T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:30:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Shall I See You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/nature/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pulag.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/nature/pulag.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Pulag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/nature/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kuyadarwin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/nature/kuyadarwin.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Darwin climbing all the way to Mt. Pulag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to climb a mountain...&lt;br /&gt;To experience it's grandeur and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;To feel the peace and serenity that go with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain, Oh dear mountain, when shall I see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Photos grabbed from Kuya Darwin's friendster account. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-3286976148707773507?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/3286976148707773507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=3286976148707773507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3286976148707773507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/3286976148707773507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-shall-i-see-you.html' title='When Shall I See You?'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/nature/th_pulag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1610044738181542102</id><published>2008-01-26T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:51:18.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Newly-Found Good Artist</title><content type='html'>While looking at some random videos at youtube, I came across a cover of this bubbly song being played and sung by an English (or American?) acoustic guitar player (she's got wonderful voice and an excellent guitar skills! Love her cover of Ne-Yo's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of You&lt;/span&gt;, astig! :D ).  The song's title is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hello"&lt;/span&gt; so I searched on the net the original singer and found out it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schuyler Fisk&lt;/span&gt;.  I checked her website and myspace page and listened to her songs.  Amazing, beautiful acoustic songs one would love to listen to.   Great acoustics blended with a very soothing voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are her webpages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schuylerfisk.com/"&gt;http://www.schuylerfisk.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/schuylerfisk"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/schuylerfisk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy listening! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1610044738181542102?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1610044738181542102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1610044738181542102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1610044738181542102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1610044738181542102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/newly-found-good-artist.html' title='A Newly-Found Good Artist'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7813807593155079799</id><published>2008-01-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:51:05.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;A song for You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You Hold Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaci Velasquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been so good to me and maybe that's why&lt;br /&gt;I move so carelessly through the greet and goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't notice all the little things, that's why I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I have been noticing here and I'm needing You here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking it over, I've been thinking it over, and I'd like to&lt;br /&gt;say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me more, put Your arms around me more&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me Lord, when I'm not worth waiting for&lt;br /&gt;You’re waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want to be, and that all I desire&lt;br /&gt;Still I've been running free and I'm getting so tired&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been chasing all the little things that take me from You&lt;br /&gt;I've just been noticing I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been thinking it over, I've been thinking it over, and I'd like to&lt;br /&gt;say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me more, put Your arms around me more&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me Lord, when I'm not worth waiting for&lt;br /&gt;You’re waiting for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me more, put Your arms around me more&lt;br /&gt;When You hold me, when You hold me&lt;br /&gt;Put Your arms around me Lord, when I'm not worth waiting for&lt;br /&gt;You’re waited for...&lt;br /&gt;You’ve waited for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7813807593155079799?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7813807593155079799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7813807593155079799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7813807593155079799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7813807593155079799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-your-arms.html' title='In Your Arms'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-169256196057138529</id><published>2008-01-21T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:46:49.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note of Thanks...</title><content type='html'>The things I went through in the past few days or even weeks were not easy - physically, mentally and most importantly, emotionally.  I never thought that leaving my previous company would be "disastrous" and "traumatic", shall I say.  I opt not to discuss in detail everything that took place  since I filed my resignation simply because they are so painful to remember and re-narrating them just brings back bad memories.  I think it's better to just let go of them.   After all, I already consider my experience in that company a closed chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this entry not to refresh myself of that horrible experience but to remind me how gracious and merciful God was to me when I was going through all those difficulties.  It was even more intense and heartfelt at that point when I felt like I was demoralized.  God made me realize I wasn't alone. He was there. He never left my side. He never abandoned me.  My brother who was the first one I talked to after what happened and whom God used to strengthen me at that particular point in time was there. My friends who patiently listened and comforted me when I was down were there. Yes, God truly reveals Himself in circumstances we badly need Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, from the deepest of my heart, these words of heartfelt thanks go to the people  who served as God's instruments to uplift my weakening spirit and to my Lord Himself whose mere presence I found  so relieving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...thank you, Diko, for encouraging me to overcome my intense emotion.  I really cried after our conversation over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;...thank you, Ate Tin, Jeff and Gilbert, for a night spent listening and lifting me up.&lt;br /&gt;...thank you, Joey, for reassuring me that things will be alright soon.&lt;br /&gt;...thank You, Lord, for everything that You've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm beginning a new chapter of my life with a new work, a new company, a new environment.  I hope and pray that God's grace and mercy will continually be upon me as I go on with this journey He has set for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-169256196057138529?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/169256196057138529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=169256196057138529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/169256196057138529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/169256196057138529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/note-of-thanks.html' title='A Note of Thanks...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-603967510616589946</id><published>2008-01-14T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:44:48.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listenin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jars of Clay made a wonderful song for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Is A River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;br /&gt;Album: Good Monsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river that washes you clean&lt;br /&gt;There is a tree that marks the places you've been&lt;br /&gt;Blood that was spilled, although not your own,&lt;br /&gt;For all of your tears, are the wages for things you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of those nights&lt;br /&gt;Spent alone in the darkness of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, Let go&lt;br /&gt;These are things you were never meant to shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river that washes you clean&lt;br /&gt;There is a tree that marks the places you've been&lt;br /&gt;Blood that was spilled, although not your own&lt;br /&gt;For all of those tears, love will atone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, give up the right&lt;br /&gt;To control the waves that empty out your life&lt;br /&gt;Above wild skies&lt;br /&gt;Are the rays that break the shadows we design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, let go&lt;br /&gt;These are things you were never meant to shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river that washes you clean&lt;br /&gt;There is a tree that marks the places you've been&lt;br /&gt;Blood that was spilled, although not your own&lt;br /&gt;For all of those things, love will atone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the world can turn in different ways&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we're simply hanging on&lt;br /&gt;And under the signs of how we all behave&lt;br /&gt;We might find the place that we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river that washes you clean&lt;br /&gt;There is a tree that marks the places you've been&lt;br /&gt;Blood that was spilled, although not your own&lt;br /&gt;For all of these things, love will atone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all of those nights, that you cried all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of your tears, love will atone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&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/14797185-603967510616589946?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/603967510616589946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=603967510616589946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/603967510616589946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/603967510616589946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/listenin.html' title='Listenin&apos;'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2141943673124981310</id><published>2008-01-12T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:48:37.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karir Daw</title><content type='html'>Maaga ako nakauwi from office the other night. Pagdating ko sa bahay, in-on ko yung TV for news at 24 Oras yung palabas, Chika Minute segment. Ini-interview si Rufa Mae tungkol sa kanyang career at love life. Nung tinanong siya about her lovelife, eto yung sinabi niya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...Para sa akin kasi career ang lovelife. Kung hindi ko rin naman kakaririn, wag na lang..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She has a point, di ba? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2141943673124981310?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2141943673124981310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2141943673124981310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2141943673124981310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2141943673124981310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/karir-daw.html' title='Karir Daw'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-5519575894123350492</id><published>2008-01-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:10:26.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a servant&apos;s cry'/><title type='text'>Can You, Please?</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://g0d-chaser.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thoughts-and-updates-for-january.html"&gt;Weng's blog:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break my heart for the things that break Your heart..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You also do this to me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-5519575894123350492?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/5519575894123350492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=5519575894123350492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5519575894123350492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/5519575894123350492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/can-you-please.html' title='Can You, Please?'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1447333703189150510</id><published>2008-01-09T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:18:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sound</title><content type='html'>Was surprised to hear this from my brother's playlist.  I've loved this song since the first time I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Will Find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jaci Velasquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh, oh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;A blue moon&lt;br /&gt;Is the only light that falls upon your room --&lt;br /&gt;Your cold room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too soon&lt;br /&gt;There’ll be another empty morning in your life,&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the sun&lt;br /&gt;Is the only warmth that shines within your heart --&lt;br /&gt;Your cold heart....&lt;br /&gt;Oh how your dreams have been forsaken,&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems your hope’s mistaken;&lt;br /&gt;But just when you’re sure your world is breaking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;And It will heal a heart that’s grieving.&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta see,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;When you believed you’d stopped believing.&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright lights&lt;br /&gt;From the streets that wind a way across the night,&lt;br /&gt;(A way through the endless night...)&lt;br /&gt;Oh the endless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might go on searching in the shadows waiting there,&lt;br /&gt;Already where you run&lt;br /&gt;Like a lost and lonely ghost upon the wind&lt;br /&gt;And cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to lose the pain you’re holding (you’re holding),&lt;br /&gt;Walk through a door that’s always open (always open)&lt;br /&gt;Into a Promise never broken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you,&lt;br /&gt;And It will heal a heart that’s grieving.&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;It will find you,&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta see&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you,&lt;br /&gt;When you believed you’d stopped believing.&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll walk the pain that you’ve been holding --&lt;br /&gt;Walk through a door that’s always open&lt;br /&gt;Into a Promise never broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find (find) you.)&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you,&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you) oh....&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;When you believed you’d stopped believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you’ve gotta see.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you’ve gotta see,&lt;br /&gt;You must believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Love will find you)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, someday you’ll mend the fear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,...&lt;br /&gt;You must believe (you must believe),&lt;br /&gt;You must believe....&lt;br /&gt;Whoo-ooh,&lt;br /&gt;You must believe. Oh-oh-oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...His love will truly find you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1447333703189150510?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1447333703189150510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1447333703189150510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1447333703189150510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1447333703189150510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweet-sound.html' title='Sweet Sound'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2047780817463171449</id><published>2007-12-29T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:55:13.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>Q and A from Friendster ulit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Where did you begin 2007?&lt;br /&gt;- at home in Nueva Ecija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your status by Valentine's Day?&lt;br /&gt;- in a relationship ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Were you in school (anytime this year)?&lt;br /&gt;- nope, employed already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How did you earn your money?&lt;br /&gt;- by being an MR slave...huhu! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Did you have to go to the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;- thank God no despite series of OTs and overnights. Tibay ko! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Did you have any encounters with the police?&lt;br /&gt;- none, mabuting mamamayan ako...hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Where did you go on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;- Baguio, my first and last for the whole year of 2007. Loser! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What did you purchase that was over $1000?&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't even have that much money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Did you know anybody who got married?&lt;br /&gt;- yup, ate laiza/neil and emong/jeff, same date pa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you know anybody who passed away?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, my aunt last December 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Did you travel anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;- yup, Baguio for leisure and Davao for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What concerts/shows did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;- naku, can no longer recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you registered to vote?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Favorite reality tv show?&lt;br /&gt;- America's Next Top Model :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Where do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;- in Pasig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Describe your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- happy because I was able to celebrate it with family and friends who I missed spending my past birthdays with, and sad because wala siya (hmmp!) and my aunt was already dying of cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What's one thing you thought you'd never do but did in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;- get a new job ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What has been your favorite moment?&lt;br /&gt;- quiet moments with God in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What's something you learned about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- that I can do it pala ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Any new additions to your family?&lt;br /&gt;- wala pa. kelan kaya magkakaroon? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) What was your best month?&lt;br /&gt;- December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) What music will you remember 2007 by?&lt;br /&gt;- there's a lot eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Who has been your best drinking buddy?&lt;br /&gt;- hindi po ako manginginom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Made new friends?&lt;br /&gt;- yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) New best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- it has always been JC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Favorite Night out?&lt;br /&gt;- can't recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Favorite Movie of 07?&lt;br /&gt;- none in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Favorite time-killer of 07?&lt;br /&gt;- spending time alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2047780817463171449?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2047780817463171449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2047780817463171449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2047780817463171449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2047780817463171449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-8452895252393254015</id><published>2007-12-17T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:41:34.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JoC Album Hunting</title><content type='html'>Look what I've got! Jars of Clay's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I Left the Zoo&lt;/span&gt; album! Yey! &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/604.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/jars%20of%20clay/if_zoo.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If not for my spontaneous decision to pass by House of Praise when I was in Megamall, I won't be able to get my much-sought-for copy of this album.   &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  All the while I thought it has already run out of stock but I was really fortunate to be able to find one and mine was the last copy na daw.  I also got it at a much lower price 'cause it was sale. Hihi! Plus I have my HoP membership card so I got another discount. Hehe! &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="SV" &gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not fully listened to the album but I already picked my favorite songs and these are U&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nforgetful You, No One Loves Me Like You, Sad Clown, Can't Erase It&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still savoring the other songs from the album. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="SV" &gt;&lt;img alt=";)" src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have one to hunt: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Redemption Songs&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think I'd have difficulty looking for this one. &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/045.gif" alt=";)" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-8452895252393254015?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/8452895252393254015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=8452895252393254015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8452895252393254015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/8452895252393254015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/joc-album-hunting.html' title='JoC Album Hunting'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/jars%20of%20clay/th_if_zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-2338050457210695170</id><published>2007-12-17T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:24:23.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want a Guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/others/1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, what I want is that someone in the last sentence. Never mind the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-2338050457210695170?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/2338050457210695170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=2338050457210695170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2338050457210695170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/2338050457210695170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-guy.html' title='I Want a Guy...'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a57/missraspberry/others/th_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-4697641834435948176</id><published>2007-12-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T00:21:06.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanong at Sagot</title><content type='html'>Q and A from Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Have you ever said, you'll never love again?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. I'm always full of hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is there anything bothering u right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is there something you wanna let go of?&lt;br /&gt;- Admittedly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do the old songs you had in your past really remind you of the memories?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you learn to forget?&lt;br /&gt;- I pray :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is crying a sign of weakness?&lt;br /&gt;- It’s a sign that you need to pour your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you always regret?&lt;br /&gt;- A couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe that absence makes the heart grow fonder?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, as long as there is trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe that you have a guardian angel?&lt;br /&gt;- I believe that I have God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you find your ex's new gf/bf good looking?&lt;br /&gt;- Huh? Kebs ko naman dun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What will you do if you're stuck in the elevator with someone you don't like?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever wanted someone but you can’t have him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- Next question please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever said 'I love you' but you lied?&lt;br /&gt;- Next question please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you ever want to go back in the past?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you really wanna please every body?&lt;br /&gt;- Not everybody, only those people who are worth to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is waiting ever okay?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, kaya lang…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Right now, where do you wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;- in Nueva Ecija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When is enough, enough?&lt;br /&gt;- When all you feel is pain already and you no longer grow as a person anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you so sick and tired of?&lt;br /&gt;- sa’min na lang ni Lord yun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;- God’s love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is looking good important?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, but feeling good is more important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you listen to love songs when you’re down?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, love songs for God (that is, Christian songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;- So many things. God’s faithfulness and grace and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you believe in forever?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, as I've said, I'm full of hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;- next weekend? Go home to Nueva Ecija! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;26. Do you say sorry first?&lt;br /&gt;- If I’m the one who has hurt the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you believe that married couples should still go out on a date?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, with each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Has someone promised you something and broke it?&lt;br /&gt;- I’m not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you want to go out of the country?&lt;br /&gt;- Oo naman!&lt;/p&gt;30. Has somebody given you a ring?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, nag-tarnish na. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-4697641834435948176?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/4697641834435948176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=4697641834435948176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4697641834435948176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/4697641834435948176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/tanong-at-sagot.html' title='Tanong at Sagot'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-1288158616447354472</id><published>2007-12-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:30:20.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Right Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;"Do you have a boyfriend?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I’ve been asked this question several times during my job interviews.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It just feels a bit awkward being asked something personal or private. I honestly answer it though when they ask. And just recently, another employer threw me this question.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Employer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;It’s indicated here that you are single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, Ma’am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Employer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;But do you have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Employer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you have plans of getting married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me (extremely surprised):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Uhm, yes, but not soon. It’s something that is really serious and something to be prepared for. Currently, I’m still not ready for it. Probably after 5 years I’ll settle down.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whew. I was put on the spot! I never thought that would be part of the interview. :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, 5 years. Yes, 5 more years before a make a vow with someone, if God wills (so Mommy, there’s nothing to worry about, okay? :D ).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why this long? Because I believe, and this is what God has been telling me, that this is enough time for Him to prepare me emotionally, spiritually and financially and to prepare also the heart of the person that He wants me to spend my life with forever. Also, God wants me to become a “complete” person when I face my “Adam” at the altar and His process of piecing me together will take time. And there’s a lot of things that He still wants me to learn that would enable me to become a worthy woman to my future lifetime partner.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Therefore, I’m not in a hurry to have those wedding bells even if people have been seriously asking me when. I don’t worry about it either. Because God makes things beautiful and perfect in His own perfect time.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Lord, would it be possible to get no extension on the timing please? :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Joshua Harris and in-their-thirties-but-still-single friends for inspiring me and giving me hope. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-1288158616447354472?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/1288158616447354472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=1288158616447354472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1288158616447354472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/1288158616447354472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/at-right-time.html' title='At the Right Time'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14797185.post-7894844684861845930</id><published>2007-12-13T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:38:55.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink n' Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sink n' Swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Plumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost it all&lt;br /&gt;You got it back&lt;br /&gt;Believed in me&lt;br /&gt;When I gave up on myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden rain&lt;br /&gt;Revealed your face&lt;br /&gt;I knew right then&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go I'd&lt;br /&gt;Have your hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will sink and&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;'Til the ocean turns to sand&lt;br /&gt;We will laugh&lt;br /&gt;We will cry&lt;br /&gt;'Til there's no more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Cause we will sink&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was,&lt;br /&gt;A tender reed&lt;br /&gt;Bent in the wind&lt;br /&gt;And then the storm had passed&lt;br /&gt;And you helped me stand upright again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand&lt;br /&gt;We'll jump right in&lt;br /&gt;The water's warm&lt;br /&gt;Its time to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will sink and&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;'Til the ocean turns to sand&lt;br /&gt;We will laugh&lt;br /&gt;We will cry&lt;br /&gt;'Til there's no more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;Cause we will sink&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't rain&lt;br /&gt;For nothing&lt;br /&gt;It will shine&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will sink&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;Til' the ocean turns to sand&lt;br /&gt;We will laugh&lt;br /&gt;We will cry&lt;br /&gt;Til' there's no more breath inside&lt;br /&gt;we will sink&lt;br /&gt;We will swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14797185-7894844684861845930?l=thisraspberry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/feeds/7894844684861845930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14797185&amp;postID=7894844684861845930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7894844684861845930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14797185/posts/default/7894844684861845930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisraspberry.blogspot.com/2007/12/sink-n-swim.html' title='Sink n&apos; Swim'/><author><name>g'we-nah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14649735086863382233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
