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we have move!! to www.wingvantagepoint.com

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in another 24 hours, i will be in the airport. 6 more hours to that, i will reach Philippines. add a day or so, i be enjoying the island, deep down under the sea, 18m and in the dark. thrilling. creatures of the dark and 18 m under. how many people could proudly claim that? ok. probably a lot. it will be the start of my journey. my true journey. since graduation, i always dream of being a

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i guess it is time that priorities shift. i couldn't exchange more of my time for money anymore. i couldn't foresee myself down the road this way in the next few years. i have never been able to strive on uniformity. i could not survive under the hierarchy of organization. that much i know. to me, its just not ethical that the top dogs are earning all the money and paying the workers peanuts.

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they all came and realise it is is not that easy. of course it is not that easy. what do they expect life to be? without challenges, all so smooth flowing, that would be a bland life wouldn't it-everything going your way? there bound to be restrictions. brick walls are there to differentiate the ones who really want it from those that just simply hope they were lucky enough to pass through. no

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she is beautiful. even at this age.

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A new year. a great start. new dreams. continuation of plans. 2011 spells a great year of opportunity for me. changes have occurred and i called that growth. i'm on a trajectory, whereby hopefully i would end on the intended place. even if i don't. it would be a good life experience. ========================================= just before the year end, the interviewee looked at my results and

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today is not a good day to talk because today i cried the whole day; today i walked in the rain and  you will think that it is insensible; today i haven't think of how to start the topic; today not everybody will be there to listen; today you wouldn't be in the mood to hear me out. today will not be a good day, maybe tomorrow i will be better prepared. the tomorrow that i am ready for the

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I wish we could run into each other arms and find ourselves in a perfect fit that we never have known before. the warmth flowing from you to me and making its way back to you again. finding ourselves with this heart to heart connection. we could just stay like there forever. you breathing in the smell of my hair, and me feeling the security of your chest. just let me keep dreaming until reality

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what keeps you afloat could pull you down, spiraling downwards. entanglement in this weave of dreams.

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ambling in the rain, i couldn't help but think how limp i have been. i couldn't be like the sun, scorching and harsh yet gentle and merciful at time. nor could i be the rain, thunderstorm, drizzle, hurricane; bringing flood, striking fear and cowering people. however they are still so much celebrated, irrigation, farming, drinking water, bringing life; look how the plants sway, rustling in tune

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so thats what it is all about. an act of love in exchange for a bite and a scratch. but you didn't leave it deep despite your frustration. i know how it is, to live in a cage. bored stiffed. only with companions and nothing much to do. nibbling and chewing. fabrics, paper, and gunny sack. whichever is to your preference. perhaps that is all for the departure and the neglect. all the confusion

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life. time. most of them said i'm wasting it. wasting it by working at the zoo for more than half a year. wasting it by not settling down with a "decent" job. wasting it like i have been those apathetic kids getting high on pot. do they truly know what it means when it comes to wasting life? i tell you what i know by wasting life. you are wasting life by getting stuck in doing things that you

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 gonna try for this! hopefully i can finish my proposal on time. 6 days to write a business proposal! can i do it? 

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nudging close, nosing through below my armpit. lying almost on my lap, resting so blissfully. you make me cave in my resolve. it isn't like you do this for everyone, being fiercely feminist, you always get your way. staring at whatever that moves, horses, ferrets, squirrels, rats. we couldn't move you, not an inch. but the way you lean on me, i know you ain't half as wild like what they said you

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between rigid lines i stood. steer me close or leave me be. i couldn't trace my steps anymore. not the little girl that squeals upon approval. i've grown past that. a sad fact, yes i know, in barely a year, i couldn't walk this path anymore. new exposure, i demand, new experience, give it to me or i will snatch. we used to be such a

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angel wings, caressing my eyes. swimming in the sky. could one land ahead and save me from my dilemma. december sun, away from the november rain. what curse it is the parching land the sun heat up, and angel wings clump, or did they fly off to their fairyland? now hanging above, an ominous grey threatening to plunge my unpleasant mood to a deeper low.

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i set afoot with the sun beaming overhead, with my mood reflected high up in the sky of the most pleasant shade of blue and clouds with their wide array of tutus strutting the slow dance of life. full of hope and feel of invincibility i gait two steps as one, eager to reach, dying to please. little did i know i was walking straight to disappointment by my delusions. "just 2 months?" they

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  -- Eye of the storm: The jaw-dropping image of an enormous 'supercell' cloud

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i need a hero bonnie taylor mp3 | lyrics free music downloads | music videos | pictures "Somewhere after midnight, in my wildest fantasy Somewhere just beyond my reach There's someone reaching back for me Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet I need a hero ... he got to be larger than life" -- Holding Out For A Hero, Bonnie Tyler

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i feel like if i were to break down, nobody will care, a lot of time, too many times. i know i am probably wrong because if i were to break down, that is when everyone starts to care. just take a look at any wake, there are so many people. the deceased must be real popular when he/she is alive isn't it? when i can't even count up to 20 for my group of close friends. i feel like i am lying in a

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heavenly bliss crept up my cheeks and flood through the gatekeeper of tears. this is how simple things could make me blissful. perhaps not so simple, still this call for a celebration.

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suffer through the thunder. the lightning strikes through. all you ask me to see but all i can see is naught. the downpour clouds even the strongest sight. lightning splits and thunder clashes, it reflects the turmoil in one's heart. stuck at the place of a bare shelter, with hope zooming past to outrun the storm. this is probably a cleansing to devote myself. if you may, pray for those on the

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people look at me with envy, "you know what you want, you have got what you wish for.'  they thought it is easy for me, figuring out exactly what to do. they thought i am really lucky to be among the few who could pull it off, this kind of lifestyle, which everyone wish for. having a job you love, going traveling to where ever the world calls out. more often than not, i have to make really

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dear me, Remember those days? those days when we could stay charged up the whole day. those were the days of invincibility. when we could do whatever we wanted. i can't get it anymore. my once ago passion has been sapping me dry now i don't feel whole anymore. all i wanted was for march to come quickly again. dear me, i've been called defiant and unfilial too one time too much. does your dream

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life's great affair is to keep moving. steal my breath. i will live for that moment.

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