<?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-15683341</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:08:59.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Fishy</title><subtitle type='html'>hmm... what the hell is goin' on???</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112602304566734637</id><published>2005-09-07T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:10:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just want to share this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I'M NOT IN LOVE (Faith Hill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in love with you&lt;br /&gt;What is this I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;And if my heart is lying then&lt;br /&gt;What should I believe in&lt;br /&gt;Why do I go crazy Every time I think about you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Why else do I want you like I do&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't need your touch&lt;br /&gt;Why do I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;If it’s just infatuation then&lt;br /&gt;Why is my heart aching&lt;br /&gt;To hold you forever&lt;br /&gt;Give a part of me I thought I’d never&lt;br /&gt;Give again to someone I could lose&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Why in every fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Do I feel your arms embracing me&lt;br /&gt;Lovers lost in sweet desire&lt;br /&gt;Why in dreams do I surrender&lt;br /&gt;Lying with you baby&lt;br /&gt;Someone help explain this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in love with you&lt;br /&gt; What is this I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;And if my heart is lying then what should I believe in&lt;br /&gt;Why do I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think about you baby&lt;br /&gt;Why else do I want you like I do&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not in love with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15683341-112602304566734637?l=rainesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/112602304566734637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15683341&amp;postID=112602304566734637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112602304566734637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112602304566734637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-want-to-share-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112481724271710967</id><published>2005-08-24T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T01:14:02.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I thought I was over you, That's how it all seems... But I keep going back, to crush my own dreams... You fed me so many lines,that weren't even true... I can't stay away, I don't know what to do... You broke my heart once, you broke my heart twice... I guess it all depended, on the roll of the dice... I'm scared that I'll be hurt, again like before... I don't think,I can hurt anymore... I know this is short,but there's no more to say... Just to pray and hope,You'll love me back one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15683341-112481724271710967?l=rainesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/112481724271710967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15683341&amp;postID=112481724271710967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112481724271710967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112481724271710967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-thought-i-was-over-you-thats-how-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112481220366119534</id><published>2005-08-23T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:50:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just want to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art of Letting Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over. She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to part while the love is still&lt;br /&gt;there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we&lt;br /&gt;have to cry when somebody bids goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Why do beginnings have an end? Why do&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;have to meet only to lose in the end?&lt;br /&gt;There are questions left unanswered, words&lt;br /&gt;left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left&lt;br /&gt;undone, songs left unsung, love left&lt;br /&gt;unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, one of the hardest things to&lt;br /&gt;do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as&lt;br /&gt;hard as breaking a crystal because you'll&lt;br /&gt;never know when you will be able to pick up&lt;br /&gt;the pieces again. More often than not, they&lt;br /&gt;who go, feel not the pain of parting:it is they&lt;br /&gt;who stay behind that suffer, because they are&lt;br /&gt;left with memories of a love that was meant to&lt;br /&gt;be, a love that was.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning and at the end of a&lt;br /&gt;relationship, we are embarrassed to find&lt;br /&gt;ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but&lt;br /&gt;that's the way love goes. That's the drama,&lt;br /&gt;the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;After all, nothing is constant but change.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will eventually come to its end&lt;br /&gt;without us knowing when, without us&lt;br /&gt;knowing how, without us even knowing why.&lt;br /&gt;And we must forget not because we have to&lt;br /&gt;but because we have to.&lt;br /&gt;In letting go, sorrows come not as a single&lt;br /&gt;spy but in batallion. It seems that everywhere&lt;br /&gt;you go, everything you do, every song you&lt;br /&gt;hear, every turn of your head,every move of&lt;br /&gt;your body, every beat of your heart, every&lt;br /&gt;blink of your eye and every breath you take always&lt;br /&gt;reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife,&lt;br /&gt;a torture in the night. Funny how the whole&lt;br /&gt;world becomes depopulated when only one&lt;br /&gt;person is missing. Just imagine, there are&lt;br /&gt;billion people on earth and yet it seems you&lt;br /&gt;feel lonely and empty without the other.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but&lt;br /&gt;letting go entails special skills sparkled with&lt;br /&gt;a considerable space and time. Time heals&lt;br /&gt;all wounds but it takes a little push on our&lt;br /&gt;part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love&lt;br /&gt;stories end with "...and they live happily ever&lt;br /&gt;after."&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to part because of&lt;br /&gt;circumstances beyond our control. We have&lt;br /&gt;to suffer if it would mean happiness for&lt;br /&gt;others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of&lt;br /&gt;the pains. Every beginning has its end like&lt;br /&gt;every dawn has its dusk. It's something we&lt;br /&gt;can't control, something we had to live up.&lt;br /&gt;It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a place and time where&lt;br /&gt;questions will be answered, words will be&lt;br /&gt;spoken, letters will be read, poems will be&lt;br /&gt;recited in the night, songs will be sung in&lt;br /&gt;harmony, love will be expressed in solitude&lt;br /&gt;and promises will be fulfilled. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow. Someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15683341-112481220366119534?l=rainesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/112481220366119534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15683341&amp;postID=112481220366119534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112481220366119534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112481220366119534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-want-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112480510305292472</id><published>2005-08-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:58:10.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nobody Knows - Tony Rich Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pretended I'm glad you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These four walls closing more everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm dyin' insideAnd nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like a clown I put on a show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pain is real even if nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm cryin' insideAnd nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Why didn't I say, the things I needed to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How could I let my angel get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now my world is just a tumblin' downI can say it so clearly, but you're nowhere around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The nights are lonely, the days are so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm missin' youAnd nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I carry a smile when I'm broken in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm nobody without someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm tremblin' insideAnd nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I lie awake it's a quarter past three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm screamin' at night if I thought you'd hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, my heart is callin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How blue can I get, you could ask my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But like a jigsaw puzzle it's been torn all apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A million words couldn't say just how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A million years from now you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll be lovin' you still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The nights are lonely, the days are so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm missin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And nobody knows it but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, ohh, uhh, whoa, omom,Nobody, nobody, but me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I'm hittin' the dusty road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gonna find you where ever, ever you might go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm gonna unload my heartAnd hope you come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, sad when the nights are lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The nights are lonely, the days are so sadAnd I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I'm missin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And nobody knows it but me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15683341-112480510305292472?l=rainesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/112480510305292472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15683341&amp;postID=112480510305292472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112480510305292472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112480510305292472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/2005/08/nobody-knows-tony-rich-project-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112480462911730640</id><published>2005-08-23T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:58:33.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ask the question, "My Lord, is this your will?" It's then I hear you answer me, "My Precious Child ... be still."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel frustrated, cause I think I know what's best. It's then I hear you say to me, "My Busy Child ... just rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so lonely and I think I'd like a mate. Your still small voice gets oh so clear and says, "My Child ... please wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know the plans I have for you, the wondrous things you'll see; If you can just be patient, Child, and put your trust in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've plans to draw you closer. I've plans to help you grow. There's much I do you cannot see and much you do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know This, Child ..... I LOVE YOU. You are Precious unto Me. Before I formed you in the womb, I planned your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've something very special I hope for you to learn. The gifts I wish to give to you are gifts you cannot earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come without a price tag, but not without a cost; at Calvary, I gave My Son, so You would not be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest Child, and do not weary of doing what is good. I promise I'll come back for you just like I said I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name is written on my palm, I never could forget; Therefore, do not be discouraged when my answer is... "Not Yet"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15683341-112480462911730640?l=rainesky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/feeds/112480462911730640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15683341&amp;postID=112480462911730640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112480462911730640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15683341/posts/default/112480462911730640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainesky.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Raine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10873681394823072062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9172/mr2py.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15683341.post-112474390703797213</id><published>2005-08-23T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T04:51:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is written by Albert Einstein...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Read it carefully and try to reflect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the person we love, we fail torecognize and appreciate the people who love us. We miss out on so manybeautiful things and simply because we allow ourselves to be enslaved byour own selfish concerns.Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words, for you will findrewarding happiness not with man you love but the man who loves you more.The best lovers are those capable of loving from a distance far enough toallow the person to grow but never too far to feel the love within yourbeing.To let go of someone! Doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only meansthat you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting himto come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but isalso setting yourself free from all the bitterness, hatred, and anger thatkeep in your heart.Do not let the bitterness rare you away your strength and weaken yourfaith, and never allow pain to dishearten you, but rather let yourselfgrow with wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving someone from adistance not expecting something in return. But be careful, for this cansustain life but can never give enough room for us to grow. We can allsurvive with just beautiful memories of the past, but real peace andhappiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today.There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice andbeautiful and we just find ourselves so intensely attracted to thatperson. This feeling soon become a part of our everyday lives and eventuallyconsumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it is when we begin torealize that this person feels nothing more for us than just a friendship.We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in theend our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry forourselves.You don't have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is howto accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself.Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love tosomeone more deserving. Don't let your heart run your life, be sensibleand let your mind speak for itself.Listen not only to your! Feelings but to reason as well. Always rememberthat if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is comingtomorrow. If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in love. Cry if you have to,but make it sure that tears wash away the hurt and the bitterness that thepast has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will find its wayback to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay andlast a lifetime.There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is amiracle. 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