<?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-36473949</id><updated>2011-06-06T16:51:17.718-07:00</updated><category term='Face your Fears...'/><category term='Create plots to end story'/><category term='One of those fly away moments....'/><category term='Going Techie with ICT'/><category term='Most anticipated feelings'/><category term='just one of those days....'/><category term='&apos;ला लांग...'/><title type='text'>Mara Wela says.."Maktub!"</title><subtitle type='html'>Man's ultimate search for happiness can only be achieved when he is in harmony with all elements of the Universe;answers the whispers of his Soul...a journey where Destiny leads him to his Personal Legend...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-8014813543090251592</id><published>2008-08-01T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T05:07:23.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/david-cook/always_be_my_baby-david-cookvkm/"&gt;Always Be My Baby - David Cook Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" FlashVars="playerID=1&amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;slider=0x303030&amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;border=0x666666&amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;autostart=yes&amp;loop=yes&amp;soundFile=http://celebritypile.com/dload/flv2/15Jun08/David_Cook/David_Cookx-Xalways_Be_My_Baby.vkm" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIxNzU5MjM2NjA3OCZwdD*xMjE3NTkyNDU1Njg3JnA9MjkzMzMxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-8014813543090251592?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/8014813543090251592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=8014813543090251592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/8014813543090251592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/8014813543090251592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-6727957553925756077</id><published>2008-07-15T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:26:25.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Most anticipated feelings'/><title type='text'>Twice the Fall</title><content type='html'>I did not expect unusual things to happen in work and in my life.Maybe it would be a relief for people not to expect too much and instead clearly listen to what the air of present situation is whispering to us.I am really frustrated today.I don't want to do drastic decisions for tomorrow.I still feel this numb I have on my left foot;considering how a person can be soooo irresponsible and indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling well today both---physically and emotionally.I just wish my spirit will be lifted tonight on whatever ways and forms it would be. I will heartily open and accept it as long as it will take this way downward feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;Then it came to pass...it cuts through the heart, the agony of waiting makes me vomit. I hate this feeling and yet  I don't want to feel bad to the man I called husband and father of my children. It is a fact, nothing could ever replace him in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;God knows how I miss him so much and i cried endlessly and in silence every time loneliness stabs right through my system.&lt;br /&gt;The airport is for people who believe Waiting is invented to stretch out aimlessly your Patience or you end up staring the space into nothingness. I don't want to go over the same feeling again; but not for a longer time I guess... Crisis is sipping its way into a poor man's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara...Aloha...Bon Voyage'....Mabuhay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-6727957553925756077?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/6727957553925756077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=6727957553925756077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/6727957553925756077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/6727957553925756077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/twice-fall.html' title='Twice the Fall'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-4406614019900453983</id><published>2008-07-14T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T04:46:04.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Rose a poem by Lord Ryan Olmos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rustle of a zephyr&lt;br /&gt;like the Earth's lament&lt;br /&gt;Wail of burnt twigs and souls of trees&lt;br /&gt;the color of obsidian and onyx underwent&lt;br /&gt;Above to the brilliantine glitters of stars&lt;br /&gt;an unsung prayer rises from under like sparks&lt;br /&gt;For lo! If tears the heaven wouldn't see or hear&lt;br /&gt;Under the ashes something must stir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of charcoal and ashes&lt;br /&gt;there awoke an emerald twig&lt;br /&gt;Cosseted by the ashes which was its cradle and grave&lt;br /&gt;Life it now bestowed, hope it gave&lt;br /&gt;For lo! After the fire, the burning funeral pyre&lt;br /&gt;Life must strive, what the destruction had deprived&lt;br /&gt;Now the twig curled up&lt;br /&gt;And broke free and cupped the sun's golden kiss&lt;br /&gt;And mists like tears rose and embraced it in bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Yan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-4406614019900453983?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/4406614019900453983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=4406614019900453983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/4406614019900453983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/4406614019900453983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/red-rose-poem-by-lord-ryan-olmos.html' title='Red Rose a poem by Lord Ryan Olmos'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-3135586130500196477</id><published>2008-07-12T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:53:13.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One of those fly away moments....'/><title type='text'>Forbidden Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SHiGBWdwN7I/AAAAAAAAABU/liWSU6AQwwQ/s1600-h/alegria+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SHiGBWdwN7I/AAAAAAAAABU/liWSU6AQwwQ/s200/alegria+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222071125704456114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399ff;"&gt;...And it dawned on me,that I only love the idea of loving him.So, I put him on a Pedestal..so high that it would be impossible to reach for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399ff;"&gt;   I don't have the slightest worth to have him..an idea so fantastical and yet euphoric to embrace.. that is how I started to fall for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399ff;"&gt;Love can be mythical too...a Zephyrus, so elusive. Sending me to an animated journey to dreamland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3399ff;"&gt;Wake me up, when it's over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-3135586130500196477?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/3135586130500196477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=3135586130500196477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/3135586130500196477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/3135586130500196477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/forbidden-fantasy.html' title='Forbidden Fantasy'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SHiGBWdwN7I/AAAAAAAAABU/liWSU6AQwwQ/s72-c/alegria+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-3094145566289878413</id><published>2008-07-12T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:14:04.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Create plots to end story'/><title type='text'>Kingdom Heaven...Create your story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;Far away in a Kingdom called Heaven..There was You and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;A love blossoms like Lotus,forever young,pure and untouched.In this kingdom we have,i found solace in your arms, i breathe air that speaks only You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;I have given you no name because You filled me up.You are my night and my day,my soul cries only You....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3366;"&gt;Love with you is Immortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-3094145566289878413?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/3094145566289878413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=3094145566289878413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/3094145566289878413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/3094145566289878413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/kingdom-heavencreate-your-story.html' title='Kingdom Heaven...Create your story'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-7344921270496568133</id><published>2008-07-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:09:03.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;Many times I lost for words,my heart beats so fast that I could hardly breathe.I thought that would be my last day...Words are there to language what your mind,heart and soul like to say to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;And..every journey i take,i let go all the unwanted baggage deep down inside.I throw them all far away as my eyes can see..Like the horizons...endless and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;Every time i do it..I feel renewed,and more alive,and I am very thankful to a being who helped me see the Light...all the way to the Destiny that is calling me to be fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;Thank you very much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;For having known you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;For being such a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;My teacher,brother,father and most of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;For being so You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-7344921270496568133?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/7344921270496568133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=7344921270496568133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/7344921270496568133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/7344921270496568133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-letting-go.html' title='On Letting Go'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-5437295617005588003</id><published>2008-07-12T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:05:24.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Libido Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0033;"&gt;The greatest challenge a man can face is his own battles in Life.Mine is, sensation over intellect.By nature,all of us got animal instincts...We are drawn every hair strand and every flow of our rush pheromones that drive us to be wild and bold..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0033;"&gt;God knows! how many women have suffered and died without even discovering their ultimate POWER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0033;"&gt;The Power to override men of their narcissistic instincts and ego-boasting machismo...Stop!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0033;"&gt;Women are created to dominate men, and not the other way around...For f... sake,women! Wake Up!!! and liberate that oozing energy in pleasing your selves and driving your man's imagination all the way to the Wet Lands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0033;"&gt;Women Rule!!! and Women Rock!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-5437295617005588003?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5437295617005588003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=5437295617005588003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/5437295617005588003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/5437295617005588003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/libido-challenge.html' title='Libido Challenge'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-1667428982891797687</id><published>2008-07-12T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:57:27.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfecting Sacred Sex 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I read Eleven Minutes by my favorite writer Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt; it was like seeing myself naked in a room &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; by mirrors. The book lifted the spirits of the women who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tread&lt;/span&gt; the road and took that journey women all over the world would mostly feared to take.&lt;br /&gt;What is Sex in the context of Love? Do men think of this act as sacred as women do? Was Sex created out of Love or was it the other way around? How can Love be best express to the one we fall into? Is Sex the ultimate expression of this powerful emotion?&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the many questions I hardly risk to ask and yet I dared now for the sake of hopefully I can get answers from visitors who might be lost here and read my posts. At this stage,of my thirty-something called Life; my love for education retains this childhood behavior I have of asking too many questions and being sincere,enthusiastic of digging up treasures of knowledge of anything and beyond man's intellectual prowess. I must admit, I truly admire Chicken Little.&lt;br /&gt;Disclosing this delicate matter on Sex and Love is still awkward for me. But if you have visited some of the social networks on line like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt; and Tagged you will tell me the opposites of your impressions on me.Hehehe.I have never been so vocal on my writings on this kind of issue because I always think of the kind of audience I have.Modesty aside, with regards to experience and knowledge... I got vast.Close friends, co-workers and the likes who get their chance of knowing me seek my assistance on finding solutions and enhancing their skills on the art of the Expression. Somehow,despite of the pressures from work; aside from learning the basics of basketball every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MWF&lt;/span&gt; afternoons at the Gym I squeeze quality time with a few who are somewhat curious and the rest neophytes. Cozy afternoons after basketball games at the PC Lab discussing how to Love one's Self,The Foundations of Submission and as far as Prolonging Intensity of Physical Expressions. Hmmm.. maybe one day I can write a book about it.&lt;br /&gt;&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/36473949-1667428982891797687?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/1667428982891797687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=1667428982891797687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/1667428982891797687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/1667428982891797687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/perfecting-sacred-sex-101.html' title='Perfecting Sacred Sex 101'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-7800679828701443086</id><published>2008-07-10T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:17:21.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Awakens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The agony of waiting is tearing me a part. I am doing my best to survive each day until he comes home to me. The anguish, sleepless nights, mood swings and cravings sets my system into bits of pieces as if unknown energy is splitting me and driving my soul to break free.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how can i survive without you my beloved?&lt;br /&gt;days and nights seem endless...until you return to me&lt;br /&gt;how I long for you,holding the world for me,&lt;br /&gt;making Time stand still for only the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me,how can I go on shedding tears without you?&lt;br /&gt;believing me,wanting me,desiring me for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how you have survive despite of the distance and yet;&lt;br /&gt;never losing that flame only glows for me...&lt;br /&gt;Loving you makes me discover who I am&lt;br /&gt;when I am not with you,&lt;br /&gt;Being far from you strengthen that bond&lt;br /&gt;knows not the Time and as endless as the Horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&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/36473949-7800679828701443086?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/7800679828701443086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=7800679828701443086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/7800679828701443086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/7800679828701443086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-awakens.html' title='Love Awakens'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-5104324166317243916</id><published>2008-05-30T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:53:13.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Training Insight (Visayas) sent to Smartschools Program website</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD_NE80M7MI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q6qq4dwmWv8/s1600-h/ict+pic1emailsize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206105179191831746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="125" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD_NE80M7MI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q6qq4dwmWv8/s200/ict+pic1emailsize.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD_I_s0M7LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cGzNAp2PK_0/s1600-h/ictsmarttraining&amp;amp;crwnrgncy+pics+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206100690951007410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" height="153" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD_I_s0M7LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cGzNAp2PK_0/s320/ictsmarttraining%26crwnrgncy+pics+080.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Around forty eager teachers from the Visayas attended the ICT Integration Training on “Discovering and Creating Digital Learning Communities” held at the University of San Jose-Recoletos ,Basak Campus, Cebu City from May 26-28,2008.&lt;br /&gt;As we disembark the school bus provided by USJ-R, I was excited. My mission just started as I scanned the faces of my co-participants coming from Iloilo, Leyte, Guimaras, Negros Oriental, Negros Occidental, Eastern Samar, Siquijor, and Cebu. We were all there for one purpose…that is to create a different way of forming learning encounters with the use of technology.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Dean Hermano and Sir Manuel Caberte were very supportive and really shared to us their expertise of the topics, challenges/activities were performed and objectives were met. The Net is not that new to us and yet, almost all of us agreed that we still have so many things to learn. I never expected that it would be enjoyable…using search engines effectively, scavenger hunting, and some of my favorites the application of “Gamhanang Tulisok” (MMS Power Point), Photo Story, Web Blogging and Marvin Software…Wow!!! (“maka nose bleed ang sessions,hehehe.”)&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget that encounter with Father Jomar Legaspi when he visited and shared his valuable and inspiring message for us. It made me realized that I have the power and that great Responsibility to be an agent of change in Education. The responsibility to be an effective instrument to create a globally competitive learning encounters with my students, an inspiration to my co- teachers and being one of those Filipino teachers across the country who is pro- innovation, transforming the face of public education despite of the many challenges we have.&lt;br /&gt;In behalf of my friends/classmates/co- participants, we are always be thankful and grateful that we have met and we became a part of these dynamic people: Father Jomar Legaspi, President, learn.ph Foundation Inc., Ms. Mae Monjas of Philippine Business for Social Progress, to our dear trainors Mr. Dean Ernest Paul Hermano and Mr. Manuel Caberte and to the Department of Education, for giving us the opportunity to enhance our teaching skills and harnessing our potentials…igniting that flame of passion in teaching for the welfare of our students.&lt;br /&gt;To my friends/co- participants…thank you so much for being so amiable, sweet, cool under pressure and for being true .You really know how to enjoy your Cebu Summer adventure! Until we meet again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-5104324166317243916?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/5104324166317243916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=5104324166317243916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/5104324166317243916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/5104324166317243916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/05/ict-training-insight-visayas-sent-to.html' title='ICT Training Insight (Visayas) sent to Smartschools Program website'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD_NE80M7MI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q6qq4dwmWv8/s72-c/ict+pic1emailsize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-4763237638889844124</id><published>2008-05-27T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:53:14.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Integration Training from SmartschoolsProgram..Impression for Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7ttc0M7II/AAAAAAAAAAg/lS6qxjv8CTk/s1600-h/100_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205859584371911810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7ttc0M7II/AAAAAAAAAAg/lS6qxjv8CTk/s200/100_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 27,2008.If I wasn't here (USJ-R) for the training I am somewhere up north celebrating the fiesta in Bogo with my co-teachers.Another "la ag" adventure. But I have no regrets whatsoever.As if the Heavens really coordinated the stars and all its constellations to answer all my questions on how far can I go with innovations,and the existentialist ideals that I still live with.&lt;br /&gt;Education in the 21st century has changed its pace.Teachers must be in tune with the developments and evolution of the learning process.I strongly agree on what Father Jomar said to us," It is in the teachers and with the students that we can find the realization of our dreams; becoming innovative,passionate,ecclectic...Reinventing the outlook in Education."&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be thankful that I met dynamic people from Smartschools program,PBSP,Net.learn and of course; DepEd for giving us the opportunity to enhance our teaching skills and harnessing our potentials.Giving our Best for our students.&lt;br /&gt;Before i will pack my things and say farewell to my co-participants,let me extend my warmest hugs and kisses for the reasons:&lt;br /&gt;Being amiable,so sweet and eager to embark on any Adventure...&lt;br /&gt;Being so cool and really know how to define FUN in Action!!!&lt;br /&gt;and most of all...for sharing that unforgettable moments to me.&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured, naka lagay lahat yun sa Treasure Chest...It's up to you to do some Scavenger Hunting! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Stay Cool mga Pepz..Sayonara!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-4763237638889844124?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/4763237638889844124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=4763237638889844124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/4763237638889844124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/4763237638889844124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/05/ict-integration-training-from_27.html' title='ICT Integration Training from SmartschoolsProgram..Impression for Day 2'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7ttc0M7II/AAAAAAAAAAg/lS6qxjv8CTk/s72-c/100_0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-448620066472809031</id><published>2008-05-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:53:14.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going Techie with ICT'/><title type='text'>ICT Integration Training from SmartschoolsProgram..Impression for Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD70Jc0M7KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xLbK70mXb8A/s1600-h/100_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205866662478015650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD70Jc0M7KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xLbK70mXb8A/s200/100_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another brainy session had ended...I checked myself if I am still poised'hehehe.Guapa gihapon! Sir Dean wasn't that toughie and though, he always made sure that we accomplished the first three sets of challenges for day 1.&lt;br /&gt;The Net is not that new to me and yet, there are still a lot of things I need to learn and relearn all over again. The challenge on using the search engines,scavenger hunting and MMS Power Point; in an effecient way, made me reflect the importance of passing the knowledge/skills that I have the opportunity of acquiring them!(Hephep,Hurrah3x!!!! For SMART!!!) to my students and co- teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...whatelse? Aside from that techie-pressure loaded session;I still have to unload that burden inside my tummy from that yummy part of the training.hehehe.I went home that night to finish challenge3,got warm hugs and kisses from my kids and went back to the hotel around eleven.OMG!!! I looked like the Witch of Portabello...Need to grab that "Sleeping Beauty" title back!&lt;br /&gt;Chill!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-448620066472809031?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/448620066472809031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=448620066472809031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/448620066472809031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/448620066472809031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/05/ict-integration-training-from.html' title='ICT Integration Training from SmartschoolsProgram..Impression for Day 1'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD70Jc0M7KI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xLbK70mXb8A/s72-c/100_0182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-9019566566779584345</id><published>2008-05-18T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:53:14.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;ला लांग...'/><title type='text'>The Other Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7zEc0M7JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MktvyMYUmDY/s1600-h/alegria+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205865477067041938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7zEc0M7JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MktvyMYUmDY/s200/alegria+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nine years of marriage and yet there are great lessons about Loving that i have learned.At 35, people see me differently.Even my own me sees the other woman's reflection in my mirror everytime I take a glimpse of Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The plain-looking wife,mother of two and the hard working employee, has been transformed into a blazing,mysterious femme,like that Gypsy in the Hunchback story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even the husband can hardly recognized.Well, I said...Time has brought me to change and part of me doesn't like the "Me" now. I missed the simple,nobody,and only the husband-can-love-that-look.Hehehe.But I guessed,a person has to move on and take the risks of the changes he/she has chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The other woman now,relates so much with the world that has been deprived by the circumstance.She deeply explores the world other women dared not to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Coming of age and finding the ways and mysteries of Love as other people view and live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Experiencing people and learning about Life and yet,not owning them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cherish and treasure friendships...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Learning the Art of Letting go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Valuing relationships in any forms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rekindling the flames of Sacred Sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enjoying solitude and most of all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Loving Self as God's greatest gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-9019566566779584345?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/9019566566779584345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=9019566566779584345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/9019566566779584345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/9019566566779584345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2008/05/other-woman.html' title='The Other Woman'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7zEc0M7JI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MktvyMYUmDY/s72-c/alegria+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-116158932001380568</id><published>2007-04-24T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:13:10.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face your Fears...'/><title type='text'>Sentimental Craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I hate to think that I am afraid, afraid of the thing i love to do most. I am talking about writing. There are so many what if's on my mind, I always believe that i can do anything and even proved myself that I am worthy of some reputations (even the meaniest ones you can add on) as long as I put my potentials to a test!&lt;br /&gt;But you'll really know what's in a core, 'till u get there...&lt;br /&gt;There is this man I dreamt of for some nights now...They called him the Master.I guessed he deserved to be called one because he's one hell of a guy when it comes to this craft called Writing. I wish I can be like him;or spend a time with him and talk. I made a move before to get near to him but it seems impossible because he thought that I had "cruel or naughty intentions". So, I just backed off.&lt;br /&gt;My muse is here with me I know, I just don't know when It will give me Inspiration to get that zest back in to my love for writing...again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-116158932001380568?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/116158932001380568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=116158932001380568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/116158932001380568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/116158932001380568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2006/10/future-highlights-on-21st-mccnhs.html' title='Sentimental Craft'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36473949.post-116410571292396264</id><published>2006-11-21T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:42:38.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just one of those days....'/><title type='text'>Potpourri</title><content type='html'>LIFE...As I see it&lt;br /&gt;my life is a challenge, a race and a kaleidoscope....I can't even think straight when i get the chance to be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;there's family... the reason why we work hard,earn a living and make life more meaningful .&lt;br /&gt;....there are friends, who keep you going on"boosting your energy up to the level where you can hardly breathe".&lt;br /&gt;.....there are parents, who make you look back where you came from and how you become of what you are now.&lt;br /&gt;....there is work...your stamina is being put to a test.&lt;br /&gt;....there are special friends...some can make your head go nuts and make your heart beat faster.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all there is GOD.... my reason for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36473949-116410571292396264?l=lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/feeds/116410571292396264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36473949&amp;postID=116410571292396264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/116410571292396264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36473949/posts/default/116410571292396264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorna-malditangaguapa.blogspot.com/2006/11/anything-personal-and-professional.html' title='Potpourri'/><author><name>the sultry black shama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07566627151347993175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pjd9IkAymhA/SD7nIM0M7GI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Lljjkxh67Uw/S220/exotic+nerd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
