<?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-3710147153175831458</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:34:11.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710147153175831458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rasyiqa Tharifa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109845575260479357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AprFxr0GCdI/TXYOSd8gCOI/AAAAAAAAAco/4NkdiQEHUS0/s220/hvyuyuyuiyguyi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710147153175831458.post-8379840176668380842</id><published>2009-07-05T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:29:17.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa's Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;                         hey blog today i was very bored and i was a fan of MJ right? i was researchring something and i found lisa maries presley's myspace blog she was MJ's former wife&lt;br /&gt;( i like lisa better than the second wife!) here she wrote this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45974000/jpg/_45974777_presley_766ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 237px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45974000/jpg/_45974777_presley_766ap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, June 26, 2009       &lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;table class="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" border="0" height="1" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td&gt;         &lt;!--- blog subject ---&gt;         &lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;label id="pBlogSubject_497035326"&gt;He Knew.&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;                                 &lt;!--- blog body ---&gt;                     &lt;div id="pBlogBody_497035326" class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Years ago Michael and I were having a deep conversation about life in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't recall the exact subject matter but he may have been questioning me abo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ut the circumstances of my Fathers Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At some point he paused, he stared at me very intensely and he stated with an almost calm certainty, "I am afraid that I am going to end up like him, the way he did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I promptly tried to deter him from the idea, at which point he just shrugged his shoulders and nodded almost matter of fact as if to let me know, he knew what he knew and that was kind of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14 years later   I am sitting here watching on the news an ambulance leaves the driveway of his home, the big gates, the crowds outside the gates, the coverage, the crowds outside the hospital, the Cause of death and what may have led up to it and the memory of this conversation hit me, as did the unstoppable tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A predicted ending by him, by loved ones and by me, but what I didn't predict was how much it was going to hurt when it finally happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The person I failed to help is being transferred right now to the LA County Coroners office for his Autopsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All of my indifference and detachment that I worked so hard to achieve over the years has just gone into the bowels of hell and right now I am gutted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am going to say now what I have never said before because I want the truth out there for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our relationship was not "a sham" as is being reported in the press. It was an unusual relationship yes, where two unusual people who did not live or know a "Normal life" found a connection, perhaps with some suspect timing on his part. Nonetheless, I do believe he loved me as much as he could love anyone and I loved him very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wanted to "save him" I wanted to save him from the inevitable which is what has just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;His family and his loved ones also wanted to save him from this as well but didn't know how and this was 14 years ago. We all worried that this would be the outcome then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At that time, In trying to save him, I almost lost myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He was an incredibly dynamic force and power that was not to be underestimated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When he used it for something good, It was the best and when he used it for something bad, It was really, REALLY bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mediocrity was not a concept that would even for a second enter Michael Jackson's being or actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I became very ill and emotionally/ spiritually exhausted in my quest to save him from certain self-destructive behavior and from the awful vampires and leeches he would always manage to magnetize around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was in over my head while trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I had my children to care for, I had to make a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The hardest decision I have ever had to make, which was to walk away and let his fate have him, even though I desperately loved him and tried to stop or reverse it somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After the Divorce, I spent a few years obsessing about him and what I could have done different, in regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then I spent some angry years at the whole situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At some point, I truly became Indifferent, until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I sit here overwhelmed with sadness, reflection and confusion at what was my biggest failure to date, watching on the news almost play by play The exact Scenario I saw happen on August 16th, 1977 happening again right now with Michael (A sight I never wanted to see again) just as he predicted, I am truly, truly gutted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Any ill experience or words I have felt towards him in the past has just died inside of me along with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He was an amazing person and I am lucky to have gotten as close to him as I did and to have had the many experiences and years that we had together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I desperately hope that he can be relieved from his pain, pressure and turmoil now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He deserves to be free from all of that and I hope he is in a better place or will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I also hope that anyone else who feels they have failed to help him can be set free because he hopefully finally is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;   The World is in shock but somehow he knew exactly how his fate would be played out some day more than anyone else knew, and he was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I really needed to say this right now, thanks for listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~LMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;from her myspace blog http://blogs.myspace.com/lisamariepresley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so you see? she regreted actually i believe that she can stop michael from stress from taking that pills. did you know that michael's death is the same as lisa's dad elvis. lisa said that she regrets about her father and she wanted to stop MJ same as her father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well i got to go see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710147153175831458-8379840176668380842?l=rasyiqa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/feeds/8379840176668380842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-about-mj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710147153175831458/posts/default/8379840176668380842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710147153175831458/posts/default/8379840176668380842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-about-mj.html' title='Lisa&apos;s Confessions'/><author><name>Rasyiqa Tharifa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109845575260479357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AprFxr0GCdI/TXYOSd8gCOI/AAAAAAAAAco/4NkdiQEHUS0/s220/hvyuyuyuiyguyi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710147153175831458.post-6491593040145818540</id><published>2009-06-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:12:39.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye King Of Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u294/captainastro_bucket/michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u294/captainastro_bucket/michael-jackson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday friday 26th time of jakarta i saw my friends personal message like "goodbye michael jackson" i was shock first i didn't believe it so i open google and wikipedia : Jackson collapsed at his rented mansion at 100 North Carolwood Drive in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holmby_Hills,_Los_Angeles,_California" title="Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California"&gt;the Holmby Hills area&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles" title="Los Angeles"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt;. Pending confirmation from toxicology reports, he was allegedly administered Demerol shortly before he stopped breathing Attempts at resuscitating him by his personal physician were unsuccessful. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles_Fire_Department" title="Los Angeles Fire Department"&gt;Los Angeles Fire Department&lt;/a&gt; paramedics received a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/9-1-1" title="9-1-1"&gt;911&lt;/a&gt; call at 12:22 p.m. , and arrived three minutes and seventeen seconds later at Jackson's location. He was reportedly not breathing and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cardiopulmonary_resuscitation" title="Cardiopulmonary resuscitation"&gt;CPR&lt;/a&gt; was performed. Resuscitation efforts continued both en route to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronald_Reagan_UCLA_Medical_Center" title="Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center"&gt;Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center&lt;/a&gt;, and for an hour further after arriving at approximately 1:13 p.m. (20:13 UTC). He was noted to have already been in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cardiac_arrest" title="Cardiac arrest"&gt;cardiac arrest&lt;/a&gt; by the paramedics who attended his house.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-MSNBC_166-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson#cite_note-MSNBC-166"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Jackson was pronounced dead at approximately 2:25 p.m. local time.    yes it's true michael jackson died at the age of 50 i forgot that i was a fan of him -,- the doctor of the autopsy said that he died because a overdosis of medicine but some said of heart attack-- i remember that when i was young i always hmm "heboh" when i see his video thriller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well goodbye michael jackson hope you always be god side!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710147153175831458-6491593040145818540?l=rasyiqa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/feeds/6491593040145818540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-king-of-pop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710147153175831458/posts/default/6491593040145818540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710147153175831458/posts/default/6491593040145818540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rasyiqa.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-king-of-pop.html' title='Goodbye King Of Pop'/><author><name>Rasyiqa Tharifa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109845575260479357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AprFxr0GCdI/TXYOSd8gCOI/AAAAAAAAAco/4NkdiQEHUS0/s220/hvyuyuyuiyguyi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
