tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61273542011-07-08T18:46:11.957+08:00A quiet spectator on the outside of life, a fragile phantom flushed with ravenous hunger, deep inside is the smoldering craving of the hottest flower in the garden..meteor catchernoreply@blogger.comBlogger1351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-31086141192681105902009-09-03T17:26:00.003+08:002009-09-03T18:12:02.841+08:00

So much time has gone since my last post. I simply have forgotten how it is to write or to blog anymore. I've been on a reblog mode for most of my tumblr life, while with blogger, I've written just a few. And with that, I'm not really sure if this blog is still worth keeping. I don't know why I have felt for quite a time now, withdrawn from this blog, as if I'm seeing a friend from a long time

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by Bukas PaladThough many times I run from you in shame, I lift my hands and call upon Your name for underneath the shadow of Your wings my melody is You. Oh Lord I seek You for I thirst Your mercy is the rain on the desert of my soul. Oh Lord I raise my lifeless eyes And see Your glory shine, how your kindness overflows. Oh Lord Your sanctuary calls I yearn to be with You in the rivers of Your

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This has taken over me. I have indulged and have possibly gotten a tumblr overdose for the past months. It magically worked (and still does!) wonders for me though, I must admit! It has kept me reflective, sensitive, inspired and hopeful of the things that touch the human spirit the most- life, love, God, relationships. It's amazing! I realize that we, regardless of our race, age or social status

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It is not really hard for me to be compassionate about the people I meet or I am with. Because of all the virtues in the world, I have the most affinity with compassion. And I brag about it because it's true. I cry like I'm the one hurt when my broken-hearted friends sulk about love. I secretly weep when I pass beggars on the street. I join various causes to help & I cry a gazillion sobs every

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-15100071064978137262009-03-04T00:26:00.003+08:002009-03-05T10:45:30.161+08:00

I am perpetually postponing every possible blogging opportunities I have in exchange for a new found love- tumblr! For almost 2 months now, I have never let a day pass without posting and reblogging cool pictures, music, videos, texts and of course, quotes, most especially quotes. I plead guilty of addiction ;)Tumblr resembles an online scrapbook, where art is raved, almost always. I first came

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-75720840837748587532009-01-30T22:32:00.005+08:002009-03-04T00:22:29.995+08:00

The signs of times are rushing in. I don't think I have seen our company grapple with any form of failure in almost 5 1/2 years I have stayed with them. I am part of a company that grew immensely over those period and I take pride in that.Last May 2008, I applied for a lateral promotion and got in. I had to say goodbye to the once fun and entertaining duty of answering calls because it finally

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-14085695488690548862009-01-13T00:33:00.011+08:002009-01-20T18:22:54.602+08:00

I feel that I have done my best to end 2008 and start 2009 right. Before the year ended, i have amazingly made hard & responsible choices and i couldn't be prouder of myself! nakahabol din naman. And while 2008 ended on a good note, i made sure 2009 started even better- with bolder dreams & non-negotiable resolutions.2008 has been a great year for me. If anything, it was a year of acceptance-

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“In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take, the relationships we were scared to have and the decisions we waited too long to make. There comes a time in your life when you realize who matters, who doesn’t, who never did and who always will. So don’t worry about the people from your past there’s a reason they didn’t make it to your future.”

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-37420005187447761472008-12-15T23:32:00.004+08:002008-12-16T00:27:49.795+08:00

"Everybody wants to be found."- Lost in Translation

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Recently, Christopher Cross, one of my favorite artists came to the country for a concert. Unfortunately, desires of going were lost when challenged with the prevailing budget-pocket-oh-why-do-i-have-to-be-poor-crunch. :( Too bad though because i really, really adore his ballads- "Swept Away", "Think of Laura", "I Will Take You Forever", "Is There Something", "Sailing", "Arthur's Theme". I was

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Big FishBright As Yellowby Innocence MissionAnd I do not want to be a rose.I do not wish to be pale pink,but flower scarlet, flower gold.And have no thorns to distance me,but be bright,bright as yellow,warm as yellow.

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-89936674254085107292008-10-27T00:29:00.004+08:002008-11-14T18:30:26.881+08:00

living with a father who goes abroad to work should prepare me more of my sister's leaving. but it does not. the truth is i'm so sad, everytime i remember she'll leave in a few days, i instantly hold back bucket of tears (or a dam for that matter) and gasp to breathe like one big santol seed is stuck in my throat, choking me. my sister, ate aileen, hasn't left yet but i already miss her. she

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-28774064935526995852008-08-28T21:18:00.003+08:002008-09-03T23:29:00.009+08:00

I may not be different, but I’m definitely not the same. ..William J. Dybus

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Hesus Ng Aking Buhayby Arnel Aquino, SJSikat ng umagaBuhos ng ulanSimoy ng dapithaponSinag ng buwanBatis na malinawDagat na bughawGayon ang Panginoon kongHesus ng aking buhaySaan man ako bumalingIka’y naroonTumalikod man sa ‘yoDakilang pag-ibig moSa aki’y tatawag at magpapaalalangAko’y iyong iniibigAt siyang itatapat sa pusoTinig ng kaibiganOyayi ng inaPag-asa ng ulilaBisig ng dukhaIlaw ng may

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-14724153462406666472008-08-14T22:11:00.008+08:002008-08-14T23:33:41.186+08:00

it's been months. every time, i see myself battling between sitting & blogging my life away or just ignoring the urge to do so. the latter always wins obviously, of course, till now. so what changed my mind today, this night, this very minute? *sigh* in all honesty and directness, the sad thoughts- those freaking sudden realizations that's making the life of me unsettling and huffy, this one

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-74704160074209171032008-05-04T18:06:00.003+08:002008-12-13T07:31:55.136+08:00

"love if anything is fleeting.."Love Poem no. 3by BittergraceWhat shall I call you?I wouldn’t know.We are neither who we wereNor who we were supposed to beOur lives have stretched outIn different paths,Sometimes even parallelExcept–When it brings me back to you.Never mind.Love, if anything, is fleetingIt comes like a stormAnd one stands in its eyeUnknowing, unflinching, unableTo refuse

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-31348549020975806442008-04-23T02:31:00.007+08:002008-12-13T07:31:55.559+08:00

there are days when i feel like im losing it. everything or should i say everyone is crap. you go to work and the very first person you talked to has just embarked on a mile-long rant about the super- duper- hot- the-sun-is-the-culprit weather, the forever hanging PCs in the office, the weekly failing QAs and flunking team ranks and all negativity about each and every person in the whole wide

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-21802684886033616852008-04-07T00:48:00.006+08:002008-12-13T07:31:55.843+08:00

"..You who forever elude me.."You Who Never Arrivedrainer maria rilkeYou who never arrivedin my arms, Beloved, who were lostfrom the start,I don’t even know what songswould please you. I have given up tryingto recognize you in the surging wave of the nextmoment. All the immenseimages in me – the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,cities, towers, and bridges, and un-suspected turns in the path,and

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-59838453225754413552008-04-02T01:47:00.016+08:002008-12-13T07:31:56.684+08:00

credits to a softer world

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Don't date because you are desperate. Don't marry because you are miserable. Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior. Don't philander because you think youare irresistible. Don't associate with people you canttrust. Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend. Don't dictate because you are smarter. Don't demand because you are stronger. Don't sleep around because you thinkyou are old

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over the weekend, i have decided to put a forgotten good habit back to life. its the string of not-so-good events that i have thoroughly contemplated that had me pondering of a perfect way out. maybe it was impending- these events lately that shook my world out of its boring daily orbit. i didn't expect it of course but as they say life is just a mirror and what we see out there, we must first

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-41194769154398797232008-03-15T05:17:00.003+08:002008-03-15T05:21:08.473+08:00

Pablo NerudaBecause of you, in gardens of blossoming flowersI ache from the perfumes of spring.I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;how did your lips feel on mine?Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;I have forgotten your eyes.Like a flower to its

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-51292977113510544862008-03-09T23:48:00.004+08:002008-03-15T05:15:46.610+08:00

ee cummingsi carry your heart with me (i carry it inmy heart) i am never without it (anywherei go you go,my dear;and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i wantno world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-31701907817645345862008-03-08T04:20:00.003+08:002008-03-08T04:33:45.312+08:00

i am sad. the whole day. hay.what am i doing ? and what am i not doing?and where the hell am i going?lost na naman si angie!can someone tell me the answer lest i morphed again into some freaking zombie.

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..strawberry fields, nothing is real, and there's nothing to get hung about..good thing im such a beatle fan, or else i would have dismissed this movie, across the universe, as typical b movie. truth is, despite its very simple plot, the music soars! across the universe is a passionate musical love story set during the turbulent 1960's and to the great songs of The Beatles. from the first scene,

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Yahweh, I know you are near,standing always at my side. You guard me from the foe, and you lead me in ways everlasting. Lord, you have searched my heart,and you know when I sit and when I stand. Your hand is upon me protecting me from death, keeping me from harm.Where can I run from Your love? If I climb to the heavens You are there; If I fly to the sunrise or sail beyond the sea, still I'd find

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-9102593136959240662008-02-25T01:29:00.021+08:002008-12-13T07:31:58.937+08:00

I had a quiet, blissful and happy saturday night. my family and i went to stroll and dine along mall of asia's row of restaurants facing the bay. hay, it was lovely! even before parking, we had the chance to view the colorful fireworks! and as we strolled, we noticed that the grounds were very clean and spacious. the walk was lined with lamp posts illuminating strollers with a kind of sepia glow

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this day i went home feeling , oh so free!and i finally saw it all- how my instincts have been perfectly right and how it was trying to save me all along. and so i've been right all along. sabi ko na nga ba! and now i know that there is something about distancing that makes you see the world sharply defined. and i am amazed how it freed me!because we mistake love with the need of companionship.

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-50109299451875222662008-02-03T01:15:00.000+08:002008-02-08T04:09:24.271+08:00

by kendall payneDigging deep, I feel my conscience burnI need to know who and what I amThis hunger jolts me from complacencyRocks me, makes me meet myselfJacob walked a limp to remind himOf the greater gift of the greater oneBut when I fell, I fell to my own resourcesHow can I carry the truth, if I can't even crawl to you?I wanna feel something sweeter than this sinCover me in leaves roll me over

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-81419722143244481942008-01-30T02:19:00.000+08:002008-12-13T07:31:59.745+08:00

it may seem like the bluff of a lifetime, but i honestly and absolutely miss taking transfer calls. after a year of whining on how brutal a transfer call can be, its a wonder i didn't end up a loony. we've had every type of transferred call imaginable. there were callers who were bribing us to get ex-directory numbers. and those, who in their anger, will sue the company and contact their

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by jewel SometimesI feelmy heartfallto vague depthsbetweenwords thereare suchspaces thatI can't helpbut feelMy Heartfallbetweenthe pregnant pauseof all you willnot sayand allI cannot ask

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i am marking this year as a crossroad.inhibitions and fears shall be thrown out.i shall inch my way towards a world beyond the dome of my limitations. yep, it's about time! kaya ko 'to! lest i become off-tangent again with my-so-called-dreams, i am surrounding myself with calendars and planners and deadlines to keep me dead-focused while cut-out pictures of rainbows, kites and hot-air balloons

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by JewelThe world is full of cripplesand endless nights and broken fruitand calls that never come throughand restless dreamsthat fear being awakeand stars that lose themselvesand waves that are always leavingand bitten mouthsand lonely barsand rosy nipplesrosy as dawnrosy as the first blush of youthand tired peopleand lonely heartsopening, orbitingcrashing into open mouthsand hungry eyesand

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-85462058005233482812007-10-22T02:04:00.000+08:002008-12-13T07:32:00.677+08:00

i have been someone who's keen on reworking my self from time to time. and i know it will be lifetime process. because when things really hit me bad, i totally forget what i've learned in the Accepting Life- key to wholeness category.like failing QA. on the few weeks of the year wherein i have deliberately planned and decided to get a 100% QA. i have never wanted a 100% QA so badly before. i have

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-26596354868069731482007-10-20T01:27:00.000+08:002007-10-20T01:52:58.263+08:00

Between Them between the moon and a star— their distanceby belleloved

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Slipping Away music, a voice pauses as hollowness deepens like your memories. it rises then fades.by belleloved

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-47801781746595732402007-10-10T02:08:00.000+08:002008-12-13T07:32:01.290+08:00

these past few days, i have been on a reflective and thoughtful mood. while life for some begins at 40, i am rooting that it will at 30, well at least for me. wow, 30! 3 decades! i have turned 30 last oct 6! and while i have gotten more than my share of people saying, "matanda ka na talaga. magboyfriend ka na" or "mahirap tumanda ng mag-isa,", i wanted to just step back and wonder, does everyone

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-55629507003899676702007-09-27T11:14:00.000+08:002007-09-27T11:20:07.220+08:00

Days Go Byby Jason WadeSo don't. Sit back, and watch the days go by.Are you ever gonna live before you die?And when things fall apart,the world is coming down,Leave it all behind.Leave the loneliness alone.You wait forever blind.So come on and leave the years and you watch the days go by.Come on and leave the fears that you were afraid to find,cause while you wait inside, the days go by.So

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-37471802022649844112007-09-27T01:09:00.001+08:002008-12-13T07:32:02.156+08:00

i have to say that i miss boracay already. haay..the cool morning mist, the stretch of glorious white sands plus the quaint souvenir shops and cafes. not to mention the sudden evening rain showers. we were in fact wet all the time. he he. we braved through it all though. it was worth it i guess.while everyone associates boracay with the blazing heat and exciting nightlife, we'd remember it as

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it still is the best indulgence i had this year. despite the gusty wind and frequent rains, i managed to succumb to the magic of boracay. oh yes, boracay! at last! i still am absorbing the fact that i was there last week. while it took me 29 years to finally ride a plane, it didn't even take me one long minute to fall in love with bora. i was bewitched at first sight! though it was raining when

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Waiting for the World to Fallby Jars of Clay I'm afraid it's been too long to try to find the reasons whyI let my world close in around a smaller patch of fading skyBut now I've grown beyond the walls to where I've never beenAnd it's still winter in my wonderlandI'm waiting for the world to fallI'm waiting for the scene to changeI'm waiting when the colors comeI'm waiting to let my

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the year is halfway through, and i'm thinking of what i've achieved and what i've missed. sadly, its more of the missed- missed goals, missed opportunities, missed targets. seriously, i am thwarted by all of these. am i turning into one regretful person? maybe i am. but that is the truth. i am regretting i haven't pursued my goals. i hate myself for being so damned comfortable and lax. for being

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-67067956242212013842007-08-27T00:55:00.000+08:002007-08-27T00:58:02.725+08:00

Sundo Imago Kay tagal kong sinusuyodang buong mundoPara hanapin,para hanapin ka Nilibot ang distritong iyong lumbayPupulutin, pupulutin ka Sinusundo kita,SinusundoAsahan mong mula ngayonpag-ibig ko'y sayoAsahan mong mula ngayonpag-ibig ko'y sayo Sa akin mo isabitang iyong lumbayDi kukulanginang ibibigayIsuko ang kabatuluyan kang bumitawIka'y manaligManalig ka.. Sinusundo kitaSinusundo...Asahan

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-53290113572291773992007-08-13T00:52:00.000+08:002007-08-13T01:51:03.359+08:00

after selene recommended me to check out this site- postsecret.blogspot.com, i have never missed visiting it each week. it contains secrets that are dark, funny, endearing, ponderous and sometimes disturbing. anyone can mail a card and design it the way he or she wants it. it can be arty, sloppy or fussy and meticulous. the ones posted on the site are remarkable. its like seeing and feeling souls

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-27534221762378945842007-07-27T02:40:00.000+08:002008-12-13T07:32:02.856+08:00

with the job that we have, one can't help but master the art of multi-tasking. as we are directory operators in the UK, our call usually ends in less than a minute. and the calls just keeps on coming in after we log in. we were rarely without a call unless we opt to be pasaways, pressing the aux work button for a few seconds to breathe. so imagine staying in the company for more than four years.

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Moonby SiaI watch you spin from afarI drink you in and breath you outI'm camouflaged by the timelineI'm camouflaged when the sun shinesTwo ships passing in the nightTwo lips pressing ground the tidesI believe the world it spins for youWe will never beI am the moonI long to be a partI isolate my heartYou've drawn me into your worldNow I too spin limblessOne hand clappingWhere's the windI stand

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i wonder what would life be if i didn't let it pass. or God had not chosen me to overcome it. i struggled to finally give it up and struggle it was. haay. sometimes, we complicate our lives. we litter it with unreasonable fears. we carry emotional baggages. we wear out our mind with thoughts of failed relationships, broken dreams and frustrations. we waste our time worrying. and when we are

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-14767266681998807332007-03-04T23:23:00.000+08:002007-03-10T14:52:43.469+08:00

Place in this WorldThe wind is moving but I am standing stillA life of pages waiting to be foundA heart that's hopeful,A head that's full of dreamsBut this becoming harder than it seemsFeels likeI am looking for a reason roaming through the night to findmy place in this worldNot a love to lean onI need your light to help me find my place in this world, my place in this world.If there are

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-81218234448925823992007-03-04T03:26:00.000+08:002007-03-04T23:37:12.894+08:00

i am feeling so positive. i feel i can conquer the world and all its craziness and hardships. and sometimes too, i feel that im only just ready to start my life. i feel i know what i need to do, to live life a hundred times better. i am driven to make things happen, for plans to push thru, for relationships to grow, for trying opportunities that come my way, to set my life into the right place. i

meteor catchernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127354.post-72731050812747800492007-02-13T03:25:00.000+08:002007-07-08T13:27:25.162+08:00

O Diyos, ikaw ang laging hanap,loob ko'y ikaw ang tanging hangad!Nauuhaw akong parang tigang na lupasa tubig ng yong pag-aaruuga.Ika'y pagmamasdan sa dakong banalng makita ko ang yong pagkarangal.Dadalangin akong nakataas aking kamaynagagalak na aawit ng papuring iniaalay.Gunita ko'y ikaw habang nahihimlaypagakat ang tulong mo'y sa tuwinay taglaysa lilim ng iyong mga pakpakumaawit akong buong

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"Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes to simply be human. Maybe, we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the

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"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful!"Merry Christmas everyone!!!

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i read somewhere that there must be another way to describe how old a person is- something other than childhood, adolescence, adulthood, middle age, old age. “Some descriptive term that encompasses mood- I am joyous-years-old or I am tired-years-old.” i like the idea. i can say i-am-so-lost-years-old or i-am-so-wanting-to-be-found-years old. i can be positive too- i am

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AloneI walked through my young lifealways searching for love to come,constantly waiting to almost none,staring up at the black-theatered skylonely, tired, afraid to cry.The more I choose to hidethe clearer it is reflectedin my eyes.Far-away gaze, weary soul,my heart thirsts for love to growand as the moonbeamcasts a hazy glowbeyond this night's mystic fair,again,I walk hometreading the

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i swear she was the last person i expected to turn up and say all those wonderful words about restoring one's faith, helping out a friend, admitting mistakes and loving God. i ended up so spirited to make it up with the big one up there. i wanted to be healed for a long time now and its so amazing that God uses such a peculiar situation and the most unlikely person to send His healing presence.

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I'm the 862,382,334 richest person on earth according to this site. do you want to know how you fare with the rest of the world? go ahead and try it.

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Dove and the WaterlineJeffrey FoucaultI wrote you a song from under the skyFrom the field where the snow fell downAnd the town threw up its lightAgainst the clouds into the nightLike a wall to keep the flood from bearing downAnd I said hello can you help meDo you knowWhat I'm doing can you tell meWhere I'm boundThe stars all have namesAnd the angels have the sameBut I'm lost and so much wantTo be

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july 18 '06i am sooo loving this weather! the sky is downcast and the air is cool and crisp. the trees and plants look greener against the pale surroundings. everything seems to be fresh and new. there are mud puddles everywhere which one tries to miss when going out on the streets. i saw children today who were playing in the rain and how i envy them! i remember when i was small, my sisters and

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july 2 '06The more I think about it, the more pleased I am with myself. I am getting better at these. I am winning every war, slowly, but still, victorious. I do get better. People can get better. We can overcome. Isnt amazing how experience teaches us values that armor us against life s disparity? Life is never fair. It never was. I am done with that word. While I still hold that life belongs to

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The Rain's SympathyDeathis etched upon my mind,as copious tears of raindolorously descendsfrom the black-veiled sky.It's somber mood draped-mirrors my soul's grief for the lost of my beloved.The rainfalls dreary.And Icannot but begrateful for so muchsympathy. angiejune '97

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April 20 '06 'To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.To reach out for another is to risk involvement.To expose feelings is to risk exposing our true self.To place your ideas, your dreams, before the crowd is to risk loss.To love is to risk not being loved in return.To live is to risk dying.To hope is to risk despair.To try at all is to risk failure.But

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April 16 '06 Do people always mean what they say? And if they dont, the fact that they said it, will it be considered as half-meant? And what exactly is half-meant? Is there even such a thing?Why is it easier to react than it is to think? Why cant we have our minds rule over our hearts most of the time? Why cant we leave our impulse down and just reflect on the best things to do? Why do we

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march 21 06the closest i can compare to my life now is a roller coaster. its a cliche i know. if i've found a better way to compare it to, i would have used it. and because my mind now, is in its dullest state ever (yes im this honest), i remain to compare it to a roller coaster. after being hailed as the employee of the month for feb, exactly a year i was awarded the same title, i am most

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dec 28 05People Like Usby robert bly There are more like us. All over the worldThere are confused people, who can't rememberThe name of their dog when they wake up, and peopleWho love God but can't remember whereHe was when they went to sleep. It'sAll right. The world cleanses itself this way.A wrong number occurs to you in the middleOf the night, you dial it, it rings just in timeTo save the

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nov 12 2005Sa Hulini R. AnonuevoMasyado nang sumusuot sa balat ang lamig.Parang nanunukso lang ang pagsulpot sulpotng araw ganitong Abril sa London.Kailangan ko nang umalis.Tama na ang isang linggongpagtingala sa mga palasyo at katedral.Pag lumabis pa ritoy lilisanna akong ang bigat na baonay hindi lang damit at pinamiling sapatos,kundi hinihilang loob, na parang balat na napupuknat,napipilas sa

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oct. 15 2005i have forgotten how it is to blog. four months? the longest ever. my theory that blogging is a cycle, like life is, rings true. a cycle, a recurring thing. and im sure is starting it again. these four months, i have lived my life to the fullest ( according to angie's lifemeter not according to anybodys standards). im 28. im happy. i have a good paying job, i have a loving family. i

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June 26, 05The barren branches of the trees stretch outskyward, like old knarled hands ready forthe heavens, imploring. How long has it beensince the last rain? Many moons.Has the Lord forgotten?The dry winds of summer waft silent prayersskyward; the untiring hands continue theiroblation.Soon, soon...it will come.LT. Zendhrane

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June 18, 05 Sometimes, I feel that I have written my life on pages of some manuscript. Well, literally I have. I started writing a diary since I was 13. it was just an ordinary cheap notebook, one that I keep extra in school. After reading and getting inspired by the diary of anne frank, I put it to a good use and began writing a diary of my own. At the center of its first page, I wrote in

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april 23 2005sometimes i feel like i belong to the old world. where women take love as it should be. where love is pure and clean. and beautiful. serene. where love goes beyond the physical. and most of all tested by time. i hate being a traitor to my generation when it concerns to love. i know i am old fashioned as i can be but that earns respect as much as i respect those who swears love the

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april 10 05heres a deeply moving account about a 13 year old jewish girl and a young seminarian from krakow, poland named Karol Wojtyla in 1945. (taken from the Roger Vohen of New York Times)"During the summer of 1942, two women in Krakow, Poland, were denounced as Jews, taken to the city's prison, held there for a few months and then sent to the Belzec death camp, where in October they were

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march 23 05to make sure they get by with the holy week season, globe telecom sent an sms to their subscribers. it said, "The most meaningful trip this Holy Week is down the Way of the Cross.Take time to reflect.14 stations, 1x/day. Reply with AMEN, P2.50/msg." ha ha ha, funny.**********************************

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march 5 2005im sooo happy these days that my smile reaches to my ears. i am februarys employee of the month! just 3 or 4 days ago i was blogging on how tough the competition was with unexpected teams going up on the ranks. well, we didnt make the 3 consecutive month of being on top. but we were still winners for fighting and trying our best. and im glad to say that we played the perfect game. and

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march 1 2005we had a bargain with GOD last week. me and kathy. just a week more of a hundred percent QA LORD and then, we could fail for the next week. and the week after that. we sure were bargaining. it took our team the titans to be the number one team for 2 consecutive months- december and january. last week, we were running 2nd for the month of february already. blame it on our team manager,

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Thats All I Ask of YouNo more talk of darkness, Forget these wide-eyed fears, Im here nothing can harm you my words will warm and calm you Let me be your freedom let daylight dry your tearsIm here with you, beside you to guard you to guide you... Then say youll love me...every winter moment,turn my head with talk of summertimesay you need me with you now and always promise me that all you say is

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dec 25 04 "then ye be glad, good people,this night of all the year, and light ye up all candles: His star is shining near." Merry Christmas!

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dec 15 04i earned myself a shopping spree last friday for getting two weeks of hundred percent QA. i was on vacation leave too which surprisingly was granted to me by my team manager at the last minute. i was denied twice for the vacation leaves i earlier applied for which were for every fridays of december. i was crazy to even think i could file vacation leaves for the oh-so-busy month of

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dec 10 '04 i read the last entry i wrote here and i felt disappointed with myself. writing negatively about someone who was nice enough to greet me or invite me even to her wedding besides that fact that she really doesnt know me at all, except that we attended 1 class, just one class together in college. and she did find time to talk to me. the unpopular me. i was snotty and judgemental and

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dec 6 '04 i met a school mate last friday while i was on my way home. i knew we shared one class together. one semester for one subject. when i saw her approaching, i was readying myself to smile, just to let her know that i recognize her. the funny thing was, when she saw me, she sort of put her hands to her mouth and said," uuy, kumusta ka na?!" i was quite surprised by her very bright greeting

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nov. 28 '04 Forgetfulness by Billy Collins The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain, to a little fishing village where there

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nov 24 '04 i am greatly enjoying reading kerismith blog most esp her wish jar tales. the "10 things i learned from the Ya Ya's " is a great read. its all so simply laid out- the ways on living creatively. she cites that "your life is your art". that "what we do naturally, everyday, is the greatest source". whats nice about it is that you'll be inspired and enthused to do creative things in your

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nov 21 '04 i know in my heart that when i type the words ' i miss blogging' , that im creating my number one understatement of the year. im missin blogging and everything that comes with it especially reading my favorite blogs where they take me to their favorite blogs to their favorites' favorite and so on. its unbounded adventure. from ultra-dramatic, to ridiculously childish, from rock punk

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sep 29 04 as i open the front door of our house for the first time today, i smile. maybe its the overcast sky. or the just the newborn kittens snuggled to their mother cat at the side of our house. or really just the thought of having better days ahead. i dont know maybe it comes with age, the older you get, the more you become a grateful person. and in a weeks time, ill be older. im not there

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sep 08 '04 You are most Like A Sapphire !Dark, mysterious - but unforgettable. You have deepbeauty. Delicate, and shy you try to stay away from thelimelight but often your intelligence puts you in at thedeep end. You're like a Sapphire, because, your beauty is priceless.You're intelligent, full of opinions, and not big-headed about it all.Sometimes you need to put yourself out there, as you can

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***one funny poem from Billy Collins***Litany You are the bread and the knife, the crystal goblet and the wine. You are the dew on the morning grass and the burning wheel of the sun. You are the white apron of the baker, and the marsh birds suddenly in flight. However, you are not the wind in the orchard, the plums on the counter, or the house of cards. And you are certainly not the pine-scented

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september 6, 2004 there is self imposed guilt when one neglects updating his blog. its not that everyone is eagerly waiting to read what little things are happening to your life. its the bond you formed with your blog the day you choose to have one. to jot a piece of you that you're freely flaunting the world. and by that self-imposed law, im guilty. it has always been easier to be the reader.

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august 19, 2004as i grow older, i have come to appreciate and love my parents more. never mind the days when i was slapped because i didnt eat vegetables or i didnt wear the dress my mom wanted me to wear. or the times my sisters and i were fighting, kicking and boxing each other over some stupid things. or the times when we watched tv on a school day. or back in teenage days wherein i was

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August 8, 2004the one person that surprises me the most is no other than myself. sometimes we do certain things just for the heck and fun of it. well for me though, my friends has got to be the biggest part or influence. how do you deal with friends who are so fun, cool, confident and downright adventurous anyway? you become a part of them, you have connected in someway or another and made you do

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august 5, 2004 sometimes i forget that time flies by so fast. it just seems yesterday when i was so "gaga" over the f4 especially jerry yan. i was getting all infos about them thru the net, joining fan groups, getting anything that has f4 logo on it, including meteor garden seasons 1 and 2, meteor rain series, their albums, vcd concerts, f4 magazines, songbooks, memorabilias- buttons, pins. name

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From Twenty Poems of Love by Pablo NerudaI can write the saddest lines tonight.Write for example: ‘The night is fracturedand they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’The night wind turns in the sky and sings.I can write the saddest lines tonight.I loved her, sometimes she loved me too.On nights like these I held her in my arms.I kissed her greatly under the infinite sky.She loved me,

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july 25, 2004 ive never thought of completely whacking my computer till last night. i spent almost three hours, trying to fix the layout of my blog and to my dismay, the connection was suddenly disconnected! i felt like the blood drained from my face. my fingers got so clammy. i couldnt think right. i was thinking of whacking the computer, no, of killing myself, well of whacking by body to the

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instead of working, which i originally planned doing early today, i decided to take the day off. i was late again. and no one would ever believe the lie i have to tell our team manager. it was so lame, it was obvious that im faking it . being late yesterday due to the sudden thunderstorm was fair enough. even our team lead was late, a lot of us were. but today, the sky was clear and there was no

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it has got to be those fine days - this friday morning. the sky was just about to be brightened by the sunrise. its the time of the day where the most beautiful stars or planets appear. i saw the morning star Venus and it glows a luminiscent light. the first rays of the sun on the black sky. again i stood a witness to the dawn. and it was beautiful. considering the fact that i havent slept yet.

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this is one hell of a good laugh..credits to renaissance girl. A Rhose, By Any Other Name By Matthew Sutherland "A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches" --(Proverbs 22:1) WHEN I arrived in the Philippines from the UK six years ago, one of the first cultural differences to strike me was names. The subject has provided a continuing source of amazement and amusement ever since. The

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here is something i read from one blogger, renaissance girl: By the time she’s thirty, every woman should have: 1. One old boyfriend she can imagine going back to and one who reminds her how far she has come. 2. Enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own even if she never wants to or needs to. 3. Something perfect to wear if the employer or the man of her dreams

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while the whole world seems to be settling down-finding Mr. Perfect, marrying, having kids, earning money for the sole of reason of giving their family a good life, starting a totally different life from what the singles decipher to be the happy-go-lucky stage in their lives, i remain to be stucked in the singlehood of things. take these- malling...alone. watching movies....alone, well nearly,

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Smile by Tamia Sometimes I sit at home and wonder how it'd be If he had loved me Truly loved me yes I learned a while ago that kind of thing Never happens for me And so I go around And just pretend Loving life for me I play the circus clown around my friends Make them laugh and they won't see That you never let them see you sweat Don’t want them to think the pain runs deep Lord knows it's

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i treated again my mom and dad to a movie. they were so eager to watch the movie, "The day after Tomorrow." so that's what i did, we went for a last full show with ate aileen as well. the movie was okay. its the least that i could tell. i did not want to see it. i prefer "Shrek", but a ratio of 3 is 1? i lost obviously. so back to the movie.. it was okay, kinda freaky but okay. the use of special

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who is your alter poet? Way to go, your alter poet is Jack Kerouac, who isby FAR the coolest! Who is Your Alter Poet? brought to you by Quizilla

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i played the good daughter yeterday. i had a date with my mom and dad. arriving at the mall, we went for a snack at mcdonalds. everything was on me, i told them. my dad was just his usual self while my mom was smiling sheepishly. i wish i knew what they were thinking. we headed straight to the movie house, not knowing what to watch. i was teasing my dad telling him we'll be watching "All my

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Everybody Hurts by REM When your day is long and the night The night is yours alone When you're sure you've had enough of this life Well hang on Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts, sometimes ... Sometimes everything is wrong, Now it's time to sing along When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on) If you feel like letting go (hold on) If you think you've had

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