<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8069005</id><updated>2024-08-30T20:13:43.392+08:00</updated><category term="poetry"/><title type='text'>Inside the Loonie Bin...</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;Here&#39;s the truth about the truth...it hurts, so we lie.&quot; G.A.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-1594539783881536938</id><published>2009-02-05T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:15:23.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;font-size: 11px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;br&gt;don&#39;t like reality&lt;br&gt;It&#39;s way too clear to me&lt;br&gt;But really life is dandy&lt;br&gt;We are what we don&#39;t see&lt;br&gt;Missed everything daydreaming&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Traveling I only stop at exits&lt;br&gt;Wondering if I&#39;ll stay&lt;br&gt;Young and restless&lt;br&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;br&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;br&gt;The pain sets in and I don&#39;t cry&lt;br&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;font-size: 11px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;Well the dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;br&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;br&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;br&gt;Dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;br&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;br&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;br&gt;Die die die die die&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Flames to dust&lt;br&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;br&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well the dogs were barking at a new moon&lt;br&gt;Whistling a new tune&lt;br&gt;Hoping it would come soon&lt;br&gt;And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day &#39;til the feeling went away&lt;br&gt;And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and&lt;br&gt;the rain forgot how to bring salvation&lt;br&gt;the dogs were barking at the new moon&lt;br&gt;Whistling a new tune&lt;br&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;font-size: 11px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;font-size: 11px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana;font-size: 11px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;N. Furtado&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre;&quot;&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;08&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre;&quot;&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/1594539783881536938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/1594539783881536938?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1594539783881536938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1594539783881536938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='All good things come to an end'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-8505927780287499611</id><published>2008-10-20T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:22:33.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone baby gone</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ll be gone for awhile.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, I&#39;ll see you when I see you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/8505927780287499611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/8505927780287499611?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8505927780287499611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8505927780287499611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone-baby-gone.html' title='gone baby gone'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-1478262343081387844</id><published>2008-10-15T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:07:05.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone call</title><content type='html'>Someone called me today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I&#39;m in shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to a joke, right about now... hopefully someone from this place in where I am now, I will find someone who can make me laugh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to laugh it all out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/1478262343081387844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/1478262343081387844?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1478262343081387844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1478262343081387844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/10/phone-call.html' title='Phone call'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-3620198201660660644</id><published>2008-10-10T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:06:14.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Hug</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not even remotely feeling well today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I talked to one stranger today, and it lifted my spirit. I needed that. I needed a reminder that I&#39;m trying my darn hard to do what I am suppose to be doing and what I should be doing. I needed to be reminded that I&#39;m doing this for all the right reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinaheart and brain dead is too much right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it goes on. The world keeps turning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/3620198201660660644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/3620198201660660644?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3620198201660660644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3620198201660660644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/10/bear-hug.html' title='Bear Hug'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-6438365005003861988</id><published>2008-09-18T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:02:20.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking the silence</title><content type='html'>I hate goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don&#39;t really dwell on the subject far too long... and it&#39;s never really goodbye for me... its always just LATER :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with the company with no clue or whatsoever with what I am doing in an IT firm... me???  join an IT firm??? i must be really crazy and bored at the house for me to try my hands on it :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But needless to say... I gave it a try... I never really saw myself in an advertising world...in as much as it was what I studied for four effing years in college :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my boss back then would be someone who is tall, dark n handsome :P hahahahaha... or the exact opposite of that... someone is who is so geeky that I will definitely question his alliance with the Dark Force :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn&#39;t either... but he did have that Star Wars passion that became an instant hit between me, him and Chu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the boys for big boys thingy with Chu, and he had the photography with me .... but we really clicked... all three of us. It was a good match... we didn&#39;t had the misunderstandings... like some people in the corporate world had the unfortunate fate of experiencing... it was a smooth sailing ride for the three of us... till Chu left and left me and him to continue on the journey and bring balance to the force :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. its just me :P both of them left me :P no more balance... I am now a full fledge alliance to the Dark Force :P hahahahaha... but don&#39;t worry Sir, I won&#39;t be a slytherin :P I cannot be associated to He Who Must not Be Named :D hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think about it, I get sad really... but that is life... I understood why he had to leave, and I accepted it with open heart :) because me too, I have grown to love his family like my own... his kid JoLo like my own little nephew :) He wasn&#39;t just a boss, he also was a friend... and that&#39;s what he thought me the best... work is only from 8-5, friendship we formed at work are unlimited OT hours :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t worry sir nick... I will keep my promise :) i will teach them the same things you told me, always be late, drink beer at 5pm, blog from lunch till 5pm...then drink beer :P, tapos always leave work early for a good movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care always po, enjoy your new life there :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live it. Love it. Treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-infinite x0x0&#39;s-</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/6438365005003861988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/6438365005003861988?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6438365005003861988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6438365005003861988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/09/breaking-silence.html' title='Breaking the silence'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-3445248359677610076</id><published>2008-08-22T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:30:56.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14px;&quot;&gt;I know not from what distant time &lt;br&gt;thou art ever coming nearer to meet me. &lt;br&gt;Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden from me for aye. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard &lt;br&gt;and thy messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know not only why today my life is all astir, &lt;br&gt;and a feeling of tremulous joy is passing through my heart. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is as if the time were come to wind up my work, &lt;br&gt;and I feel in the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/3445248359677610076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/3445248359677610076?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3445248359677610076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3445248359677610076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/08/distant-time.html' title='Distant Time'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-151790138666043906</id><published>2008-07-19T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:09:31.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light and Heavy</title><content type='html'>Thats all there is to it.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/151790138666043906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/151790138666043906?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/151790138666043906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/151790138666043906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/07/light-and-heavy.html' title='Light and Heavy'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-105352854897816983</id><published>2008-07-15T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:30:39.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream On</title><content type='html'>Aerosmith&#39;s Steve Tyler is one of Rock&#39;s most iconic personality... and among the songs he has written... I am absolutely in love with this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics speaks volumes, and no wonder it became one of Rock and Roll&#39;s greatest hits of all time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Aerosmith, as much as I love Sting and the Police, U2, Ac/Dc, Black Sabbath, Bon Jovi, Guns &amp; Roses, Metallica, Red Hot and Rage Against the Machine... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face gettin clearer&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;It went by like dust to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that the way&lt;br /&gt;Everybodys got their dues in life to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know its everybodys sin&lt;br /&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life is in books written pages&lt;br /&gt;Live and learn from fools and from sages&lt;br /&gt;You know its true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the years&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if its just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/105352854897816983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/105352854897816983?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/105352854897816983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/105352854897816983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-on.html' title='Dream On'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-523776824853655133</id><published>2008-07-12T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:31:16.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you?</title><content type='html'>Why do you feed my sorrow?&lt;br&gt;With the words you borrow?&lt;br&gt;Why do you sing halleluiah&lt;br&gt;If it means nothing to you?&lt;br&gt;Why do you sit with me at all?&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/523776824853655133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Crazy Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(133, 133, 133);font-family: Helvetica;font-size: 13px;font-weight: normal;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;See it in the eagle flying &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;See it in a snowflake falling &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Feel the wind right through your hair &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Now take a bow and have your share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(133, 133, 133);font-family: Helvetica;font-size: 13px;font-weight: normal;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;See it in the children playing &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;See it in a steam of laughter &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Memories might fade away &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s celebrate a brand new day &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;cause life will call out and sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(133, 133, 133);font-family: Helvetica;font-size: 13px;font-weight: normal;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;Life makes it hard not to believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(133, 133, 133);font-family: Helvetica;font-size: 13px;font-weight: normal;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;And why should everybody need to know &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;every single why and how &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Got no other, need no other &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;means to carry on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;txt_1&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial, sans-serif;font-size: 11px;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(133, 133, 133);font-family: Helvetica;font-size: 13px;font-weight: normal;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;See it in the evening colours &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;See it in the open wheatfield &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Swaying softly in the breeze &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;With all the grace and all the ease &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;See it in that crazy moment &lt;br style=&quot;&quot;&gt;When all is one and one is all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/7570197295964861930?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7570197295964861930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7570197295964861930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-wisdom.html' title='Crazy Wisdom'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-1762654626968884142</id><published>2008-06-25T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:01:24.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Stone.</title><content type='html'>on a cobweb afternoon&lt;br /&gt;in a room full of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;by a freeway i confess&lt;br /&gt;i was lost in the pages&lt;br /&gt;in a book full of death&lt;br /&gt;reading how we&#39;ll die alone&lt;br /&gt;and if we&#39;re good we&#39;ll lay to rest&lt;br /&gt;anywhere we want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my deathbed i will pray&lt;br /&gt;to the gods and the angels&lt;br /&gt;like a pagan to anyone&lt;br /&gt;who will take me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;to a place i call&lt;br /&gt;i was there so long ago&lt;br /&gt;the sky was bruised&lt;br /&gt;the wine was bled&lt;br /&gt;and there you led me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on i read&lt;br /&gt;until the day was gone&lt;br /&gt;and i sat in regret&lt;br /&gt;of all the things i&#39;ve done&lt;br /&gt;for all that i&#39;ve blessed&lt;br /&gt;and all that i&#39;ve wronged&lt;br /&gt;in dreams until my death&lt;br /&gt;i will wander on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your house i long to be&lt;br /&gt;room by room patiently&lt;br /&gt;i&#39;ll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt;like a stone &lt;br /&gt;i&#39;ll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- audioslave</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/1762654626968884142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/1762654626968884142?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1762654626968884142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/1762654626968884142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-stone.html' title='Like a Stone.'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-4599451408373431172</id><published>2008-06-24T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T05:09:48.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>en tid för allt en tid för förändring.</title><content type='html'>en tid för allt en tid för förändring.&lt;br /&gt;någon dear sa pass där tid för allt.&lt;br /&gt;och även om jag lovade att jag aldrig kommer att gonna svika den personen igen, jag misslyckades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jag ofta misslyckas, så varför är att lova en garanti.&lt;br /&gt;Jag ska gå till en plats där ingen känner&lt;br /&gt;så dont söker mig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag är ledsen. detta är det enda jag vet hur man kan hjälpa mig. och detta är det enda jag vet hur du låt mig veta det bara ilska, och det kommer att blekna. men nej, jag blev besviken. och jag straffa mig själv mer som andra människor någonsin kommer att göra. för i morgon kommer jag att vara borta.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/4599451408373431172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/4599451408373431172?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/4599451408373431172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/4599451408373431172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/06/en-tid-fr-allt-en-tid-fr-frndring.html' title='en tid för allt en tid för förändring.'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-6081670714030377710</id><published>2008-06-21T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:57:53.172+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><title type='text'>Grey Room</title><content type='html'>Well I&#39;ve been here before&lt;br /&gt;Sat on the floor of a grey room&lt;br /&gt;Where I stay all day&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t eat, I don&#39;t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desole, if someone is praying for me today&lt;br /&gt;Desole, even if I choose to scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;nothing will come out better if I did.&lt;br /&gt;Desole, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Crawling back home again&lt;br /&gt;Stuck by the phone again&lt;br /&gt;I have been here before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay at night with nothing to do but think&lt;br /&gt;And then I would write about everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything and nothing&lt;br /&gt;Desole, for everything I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont really think. I just write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me&lt;br /&gt;Coz even a smile will do for now&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Trying to crawl back to my home again&lt;br /&gt;Stuck by the phone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you?&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to open the door for me?&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to be my sandy shore?&lt;br /&gt;Have I still got you to cross this bridge in this storm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is really lost.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just frozen in frost.&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s no words needed.&lt;br /&gt;No one-liners this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that, you still got me.&lt;br /&gt;You still got me to open the door for you.&lt;br /&gt;You still got me to be your sandy shore.&lt;br /&gt;You still got me to cross your bridge in this storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desole, for everything.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/6081670714030377710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/6081670714030377710?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6081670714030377710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6081670714030377710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/06/grey-room.html' title='Grey Room'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-8519666062573562096</id><published>2008-06-18T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:42:47.767+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;   Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;   But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;   Or, being lied about, don&#39;t deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or, being hated, don&#39;t give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;   And yet don&#39;t look too good, nor talk too wise;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream--and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;   If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with triumph and disaster&lt;br /&gt;   And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you&#39;ve spoken&lt;br /&gt;   Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,&lt;br /&gt;   And stoop and build &#39;em up with wornout tools;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;   And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;   And never breathe a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;   To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;   Except the Will which says to them: &quot;Hold on&quot;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;   Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch;&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;&lt;br /&gt;   If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds&#39; worth of distance run--&lt;br /&gt;   Yours is the Earth and everything that&#39;s in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Kipling</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/8519666062573562096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/8519666062573562096?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8519666062573562096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8519666062573562096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/06/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-7880910407729459667</id><published>2008-03-07T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:55:06.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As to why my vote is for Clinton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Alot of my friends before had asked me why I am so interested in the US presidential elections when I don&#39;t even vote in the Philippines...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Simple answer really.. What changes made in the US, affects the rest of the world. &gt;&gt;&gt; see , no brainer :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since last year, my family has been supporting the Clinton campaign... actually, its slashed to 50/50... my mom and Achi supports Barack, while me, dichi and shobe supports and pledge our legion to the campaign of Hillary Rodham Clinton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am for change, but it doesn&#39;t necessarily means... Change is Barack Obama.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Nor I think that America needs another old guy like JoHn McCain the War Hero... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But who knows, they might probably just need a woman&#39;s touch on the whitehouse... and I don&#39;t mean just being the First Lady.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If for whatever discussion is at worth... Condeleeza Rice is the first Black American woman to hold the position as Secretary of State... and that is a tough job... dealing with men will always be a tough job for women... thats why I have a high respect for women being in position in a highly dominated men&#39;s world. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The small super power country Britain, under their first woman Prime Minister had become one of the most competitive in the business industry and the stock market... gain after gains after gains... and she did play her cards right.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And why Hillary???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because she is a Clinton. Whether we like to admit it or not... former President Bill Clinton was a tough nut to crack. And Mrs. Clinton after the Monicagatescandal... handled the pressure with grace, unlike Princess Diana I reckon,  who dealt the Rottweiller a bit less thought.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She was a symbol for women... back then and now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next to Jackie O., I think Mrs. Clinton as First Lady did a tremendous job on it... my grandmother adores her, and she doesn&#39;t like alot of people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And why not Obama...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I agree with alot of people, that Obama can bring it on. His work ethics, his experience in the Illionois state made him the great other chosen one of the Democratic Party... but his time isn&#39;t now. It will come, but not now. Obama was focused on one state... he and Hillary maybe both &quot;just&quot; senators for now... but Hillary has the years of experience as being the right &quot;political choice&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alot of people didn&#39;t think she will Win in the Senatorial race in nY... but she did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alot of people didn&#39;t think she will be able to stay on the race... but she did... winning Texas and Ohio.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It&#39;s like... we never thought Bill Gates will be ousted as the richest man on the planet... but he did... (Buffet rocks!) :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So my point here... is that my vote is for Hillary Clinton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But it ain&#39;t over till its over... :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/7880910407729459667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/7880910407729459667?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7880910407729459667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7880910407729459667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-to-why-my-vote-is-for-clinton.html' title='As to why my vote is for Clinton'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-3916979823658213491</id><published>2008-02-11T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:40:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much of the Philippines have you visited....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border:0px;margin-top:5px;&quot; src=&quot;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-b&quot; title=&quot;Lakbayan Grade: B&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is B!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at &lt;a href=&quot;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan&quot;&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite style=&quot;font-size:85%&quot;&gt;Created by &lt;a href=&quot;http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com&quot;&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/3916979823658213491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/3916979823658213491?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3916979823658213491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3916979823658213491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-much-of-philippines-have-you.html' title='How much of the Philippines have you visited....'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-5315282300709818604</id><published>2008-01-24T07:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:09:44.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death comes in Three...</title><content type='html'>First it was my cousin, then come&#39;s Lily&#39;s friend, and just now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My favorite &quot;uncle&quot; has perished.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have nothing else to write, nor do I have anything to say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;In Memoriam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Antonio C. Medrano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;1949 - 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/5315282300709818604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/5315282300709818604?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/5315282300709818604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/5315282300709818604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/01/death-comes-in-three.html' title='Death comes in Three...'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-3518019332865984526</id><published>2008-01-17T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:39:05.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad Renfro</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine once asked me... who among the young Hollywood actors I definitely see as a character actor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing came to my mind except... BRAD RENFRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R49WWGBhAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u8irgxMM5cY/s1600-h/1188487927.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R49WWGBhAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u8irgxMM5cY/s320/1188487927.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156435035936588386&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R49W4WBhAnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tyxpR8OdWCM/s1600-h/1188487931.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R49W4WBhAnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/tyxpR8OdWCM/s320/1188487931.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156435624347107954&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s only year younger than me, and just like Edward Furlong, he started big even before he hit puberty. But unlike Edward Furlong, Brad Renfro is now dead at 25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like his Hollywood comrades... which includes Macaulay Culkin and again Edward Furlong... they all went through s phase of the Hollywood curse... being young, rich and untouchable by their parents simply because they bring food to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death wasn&#39;t a surprise, because he has been battling his addiction since he turned 17... but still, his sudden demise is such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is going to be a wake up call to young actors, models, celebrities out there... that however young, rich and powerful you are... you need guidance and direction... and these are not the ones you get from school, these are the ones you get from home. If your parents can&#39;t do it for you, look for someone who can. And stick with them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first saw Brad in the movie The Client, opposite Susan Sarandon and Tommy Lee Jones, since then... ultimate crush, before Leonardo di Caprio came alive as Romeo :P and stole Brad&#39;s thunder :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only did a few movies, but those few were absolutely worthy of cinema movie and DVD money... he&#39;s very talented, just like Dakota Fanning, and even Anna Paquin in The Piano... he&#39;s like that... he&#39;s a caliber actor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here&#39;s to you dear Brad... my former ultimate crush :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Oh, for the time when I shall sleep&lt;br /&gt;Without identity.&lt;br /&gt;~Emily Bronte&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/3518019332865984526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/3518019332865984526?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3518019332865984526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/3518019332865984526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/01/brad-renfro.html' title='Brad Renfro'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R49WWGBhAmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/u8irgxMM5cY/s72-c/1188487927.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-7894331861194745143</id><published>2008-01-15T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:36:05.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a BeYotCh mode...</title><content type='html'>I haven&#39;t been on a beyotch mode for a loooooonnnnggg time now, and mainly because my oversized and overstressed heart won&#39;t allow it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... because of boredom over the last few days, I went to check a few celebrity blogs... mostly perez hilton and a few others... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R4xpU2BhAkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/i1kgNAfYdDw/s1600-h/angelina%2Bjolie%2Bset%2Bof%2Bchangeling%2Bskinny.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R4xpU2BhAkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/i1kgNAfYdDw/s320/angelina%2Bjolie%2Bset%2Bof%2Bchangeling%2Bskinny.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155611480252547650&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adopted sister Laine (whom we fondly call Unnie) says that in the US she&#39;s being called... St. Angie... Perez Hilton&#39;s blogs about her has nothing but praises... sure, her charitable contribution is giving alot of people nice things to say about her... but I&#39;d be more happy if she stop flaunting it, like those kids are a trophy to be won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been vocal about my opinion on how she adopts like crazy... Yep the worlds needs alot of Angelina Jolie, kind hearted people who gives hope to those thousands of kids (orphan, victim of war...etc etc etc...)but for the love of them, must we be this showy? Why can&#39;t she be like Jodie Foster and Jaime Lee Curtis? or that Ally McBeal girl... very discreet, parent loving moms to their adopted kids... who as much as possible shields their children from limelight and not shouting to the world that they are indeed adopted... lets face it, some people are extremely protective, some are just like...well, like Angelina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her photo up there... SHE&#39;S Deadly Skinny!!! she&#39;s scarier than Nicole Ritchie when Nicole Ritchie was already branded as Anorexic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don&#39;t get on why they fail to notice that she&#39;s turning into a stickman, Perez Hilton certainly does not... I think America turned blind on this simple fact, because she is... St. Angie... nothing more nothing less.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/7894331861194745143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/7894331861194745143?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7894331861194745143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7894331861194745143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-beyotch-mode.html' title='On a BeYotCh mode...'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QGhnXC3L50g/R4xpU2BhAkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/i1kgNAfYdDw/s72-c/angelina%2Bjolie%2Bset%2Bof%2Bchangeling%2Bskinny.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-6129154512689124061</id><published>2007-12-17T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:53:54.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: arial,helvetica;&quot; face=&quot;Calligraph421 BT&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;         Acceptance means that you can find the serenity within to let go of the past&lt;br&gt;         with its mistakes and regrets, move into the future with a new perspective,&lt;br&gt;         and appreciate the opportunity to take a second chance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Acceptance means you&#39;ll find security again.&lt;br&gt;         When difficult times come into your life, and comfort to relieve any pain.&lt;br&gt;You&#39;ll find new dreams, fresh hopes, and forgiveness of the heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Acceptance does not mean that you will always be perfect.&lt;br&gt;         It simply means that you&#39;ll always overcome imperfection.&lt;br&gt;         Acceptance is the road to peace...letting go of the worst,&lt;br&gt;         Holding on to the best, and finding the hope inside that continues throughout life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Acceptance is the heart&#39;s best defense,&lt;br&gt;         Love&#39;s greatest asset, and the easiest way to keep believing in yourself and others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/6129154512689124061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/6129154512689124061?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6129154512689124061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/6129154512689124061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2007/12/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-7038292331665112828</id><published>2007-11-28T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:47:58.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane</title><content type='html'>Should I speak?&lt;br /&gt;Should I bother to shake hands?&lt;br /&gt;Am I considered weak, if I leave as it stand?&lt;br /&gt;I have submerged&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;ve faced everything with a blame&lt;br /&gt;I guess, its no good because I am going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go, if ever no one calls out my name&lt;br /&gt;And if I bleed, what shall I do? Shall I remain?&lt;br /&gt;And if I am feeling too low, can I drown onto the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it when you say that I never fight&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you say what good will it do if I ran away&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything, because I know I can never really hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I confess?&lt;br /&gt;Should I tell you everything in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;I think I will betray you once again&lt;br /&gt;I think I will break my promise once again&lt;br /&gt;Why should I climb, when we both know there is nothing to gain&lt;br /&gt;This is no good&lt;br /&gt;This is insane.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/7038292331665112828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/7038292331665112828?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7038292331665112828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/7038292331665112828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2007/11/insane.html' title='Insane'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-8121000850490865606</id><published>2007-11-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:18:38.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Sky</title><content type='html'>Well I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;I stood beneath an orange sky &lt;br /&gt;With my brother standing by&lt;br /&gt;I said Brother, you know &lt;br /&gt;It’s a long road we’ve been walking on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;I stood beneath an orange sky&lt;br /&gt;With my sister standing by &lt;br /&gt;I said Sister, here is what I know now&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;In your love, my salvation lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sister you know I’m so weary&lt;br /&gt;And you know sister&lt;br /&gt;My hearts been broken&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;My mind is too strong to carry on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am alone&lt;br /&gt;When I’ve thrown off the weight of this crazy stone&lt;br /&gt;When I&#39;ve lost all care for the things I own&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s when I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sister, I will wait in vain thinking&lt;br /&gt;if ever you will stand beneath an orange sky with me.&lt;br /&gt;So here is what I know now&lt;br /&gt;That my salvation lies on the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(am)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/8121000850490865606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/8121000850490865606?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8121000850490865606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8121000850490865606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2007/11/orange-sky.html' title='Orange Sky'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-2247940485502737485</id><published>2007-11-17T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:02:31.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7UNwoKCpYAAEvBlBk1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7UNwoKCpYAAEvBlBk1&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignleft&quot; 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   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7VxAoKCpYAAHubPBk1&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignleft&quot; src=&quot;http://images.fisherpau.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rz7VxAoKCpYAAHubPBk1/IMG_0252.JPG?et=N%2BCRuiF1HnYGP4T%2Cx4PxZQ&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7U3QoKCpYAAGgSuMU1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7UNwoKCpYAAEvBlBk1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fisherpau.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rz7XawoKCpYAABtgjNs1&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignleft&quot; src=&quot;http://images.fisherpau.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rz7XawoKCpYAABtgjNs1/IMG_0258.JPG?et=d4lRRc%2C6hFe4nCy%2CxW1UgA&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I think... this time...I have no excuse that I deserve to be in the loonie bin :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss everyone... hope even santa can drop by on the holidays &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have a good one guys... take care &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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Trying to get over your stardom&lt;br&gt; and I could never see you depart us&lt;br&gt; You&#39;re my baby...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You&#39;re just another boy&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class=&#39;multiply:no_crosspost&#39;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/feeds/8024009665146312713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8069005/8024009665146312713?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8024009665146312713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069005/posts/default/8024009665146312713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherpau.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-another-boy.html' title='Just another boy...'/><author><name>FollenKollen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03612043684931929689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/91354_bbf45c3d7f_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069005.post-6413597252017697150</id><published>2007-11-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:01:10.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My christmas wishlist...</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas... and just because its christmas, we need to not lie... so I am not lying... I am in need of the following toys... errr... I mean, gifts :P hahahahahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&#39;m letting my friends buy me stuff for christmas... :P Guys... Im giving you a month and half to prepare and save up for me :D I love each and everyone of you :P hahahahahahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. PSP Slim ( I prefer color blue or black) :P with the Sims game pack&lt;br&gt;2. Nintendo Wii :P hahahahahaha&lt;br&gt;3. Spongebob toys...&lt;br&gt;4. Starwars &quot;millenium falcon&quot; replica by Hansbro&lt;br&gt;5. Carebear &quot;Sharebear&quot; stuff toy&lt;br&gt;6. Goofy watch (mine got broken :(... it fell after Ahole had to put some err... on my now frozen hand...) &lt;br&gt;7. Mang Larry&#39;s isaw... errr... can I ask for a whole plastic...that&#39;s like 1000pcs... and 2 pesos each :P hahahahaha...&lt;br&gt;8. Php. 110.00 pang bili ng Chickenjoy 2 pcs :D err...please add 15 pesos so I can order a Large Dalandan juice :P&lt;br&gt;9. Checkered colored band aid :P tons of them...coz I usually get minor accidents when Im at home... &lt;br&gt;10. Lava lamp... mine got broken... :( it&#39;s a gift from a friend...Kenny Wenny :( sowee Ken...&lt;br&gt;11. Tissue paper na cover design ay si Powerpuff girls...  I saw them in Rustans before... hahaha... its kinda cute...&lt;br&gt;12. Php 50.00 pambili ng isang order ng Oddballs...&lt;br&gt;13. New alarm clock na M&amp;M&#39;s coz mine was..err...left in...err.. :P hahahahaha... (I think you can get those, when you buy a bag of M&amp;M&#39;s in Duty Free... :P)&lt;br&gt;14. Errr... DVD of StarWars...from 1-6 :P&lt;br&gt;15. Errr... DVD of Harry Potter series&lt;br&gt;16. Err... Hermoine&#39;s wand... :P available in Amazon.com :P hahahahaha... (lily...common, we both love her :P)&lt;br&gt;17. Jufran ketchup :P &lt;br&gt;18. Nesquick Strawberry drink (wons, in short ipag grocery mo ako :P) hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;19. Flatops :P and Mallows... :P&lt;br&gt;20. Chocnut or Hany...whichever is available, it doesnt really matter :P&lt;br&gt;21. Scanner? so I can scan my face? :P hahahahaha...&lt;br&gt;22. Wons...I think u owe me a digital camera :P hahahaha... im kidding po... I still have my ixus :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmm...teka...ano pa ba... :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh yeah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Bean bag&lt;br&gt;24. tshirt from herbench color blue... size M... Php 300.00&lt;br&gt;25. errr... ice cream... very rocky road from Magnolia&lt;br&gt;26. a new vespa? :P hahahaa.. omg! Im kidding noh... I can&#39;t go anywhere... Unnie will make me wear a mask... and be like vader :P hahahahaha&lt;br&gt;27. Yellow cab pizza Manhattan size 18&#39;&#39; and pasta...err... the spicy one.. :P i can&#39;t remember the name&lt;br&gt;28. Rollerblades :P that would be cool... i can rollerblade around the...errr.. mall? :P hahahaha... I can do that in Mall of Asia...its soooo big... I haven&#39;t even had the time to tour the place noh...&lt;br&gt;29. Anna...since you want to buy me this... I want a new... :P Poster of the Simpsons :P i don&#39;t have the movie poster yet... heck I don&#39;t have any poster anymore...it also went to... errr... you know :P&lt;br&gt;30. Microwave oven... hahaha...so I can finally try to cook a microwavable popcorn :P hahahaha...omg..im such a nutsy dudette :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gosh...my brains...hahahahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before buying the expensive stuffs, guys I want the small and easier things to buy first...like the Jufran Ketchup...coz u know masarap talaga ang Max with the Jufran ketchup...so for example...lily wants to buy me the Jufran... she can err.. include a max&#39;s chicken...gc so I can buy a whole chicken...something like that... hahahahaha... just be creative dude... you know naman me... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and save mother nature... just place them in recycled SM shoemart na paper bag...hahahahahahaha... :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;remember... Save Mother Nature, Conserve Water... 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