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I also thought of posting this here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last Wednesday, 2nd day of December, me and my forever loving BF (smiles) went to Makati, Greenhills, and Quiapo to get some cash (winks) from the office, attend a casting, and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop: Makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the chance to see my friends from the company I used to work before. We ate lunch together, and had a little kwentuhan after. I missed them a lot. :( Then, I went to the HR Department, read papers, and got hold of my last pay. We went straight to BDO and… yehey! (What really happened to our next stop is what this blog wants to share with you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Greenhills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A modeling agency texted me and asked me to attend their agency screening for future contract models. This is my first time to go to an agency screening (others were castings, VTR filings, etc.) So, this one’s really new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for about half an hour until we reached their office. And while inside the condo, we found out that there’s no restroom to change my clothes and put some make-up on. So, I have to be the supergirl-I-am during auditions. It took me around 15 minutes to be camera-ready. Finally, we entered the agency’s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when there weren’t any person except me waiting to be called. After a while, I was asked to go to the director’s office. The secretary (I’m not sure if she really is) of Mr. XXX, I named him XXX because – you’ll find out later, gave me an interview questionnaire and let me answer it. After completing the form, checking how tall I am, and all the everyday stuff they do during castings, she went outside the director’s office. Only me and Mr. XXX were left inside the room. This made me freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mr. XXX went to the restroom. Just to get ready to what might happen, I checked out what my boyfriend was doing. I opened the door and made sure he’s there. Then, I went back to the table and left the door closed but didn’t lock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview went on easily for about 10 minutes. Mr. XXX wanted to know where I’m from, my previous experiences, etc. However, it changed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started asking me personal and unlikely questions. He said (not in these exact words but exactly meant what he said), “In this modeling agency, we make sure that we get to know our models intensely. That’s why, I will be asking some personal questions to you, and I expect you to take these without malice.” With that statement, should I or should I not think of anything malicious or — to boot, scandalous that might happen during the interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt uneasy during the interview. I was feeling damn stupid that I want to slap his face for forcing me to answer his questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me to get out of my shell and free myself from being untrue. He even accused my boyfriend for being gay, and me for being a bisexual. He ended up asking me if I am open to have a relationship with another guy other than my boyfriend. I freaking said, “NO!”. Then, he answered with a baffled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think this is the kind of industry I want to work with. You are awful, Mister. Do not make a mess of the business that has made lots of personalities famous today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, I told my boyfriend everything about it. He just wants me to tell everyone about that experience. So here I am, blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop: Quiapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this wouldn’t be that interesting anymore but please allow me to include this. We went straight to Quiapo to buy an acoustic box for our upcoming gig. (I’ll try to post a video or pictures of our first ever gig that’s gonna happen on the 19th.) And then, we met an old friend there. Afterwards, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know who the hell was Mr. XXX (because he’s too X-rated!), please send me an email or message me in Facebook. I’ll tell you every single detail about his agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before posting this blog entry, I noticed an IM saying “Hi”. Guess who sent me the message? It’s Mr. XXX! Eeeeeeeekkk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787609236146365350-3296507177693668314?l=itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxKkFwzmpzNYGhM7oeKViOe7p_I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxKkFwzmpzNYGhM7oeKViOe7p_I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItPaysToHaveADream/~4/6smVmQkJaAM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/feeds/4575190723255408020/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/2009/08/timer-starts-now.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787609236146365350/posts/default/4575190723255408020?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787609236146365350/posts/default/4575190723255408020?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItPaysToHaveADream/~3/6smVmQkJaAM/timer-starts-now.html" title="The Timer Starts Now" /><author><name>Anaya Mitchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290509242406923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/S12fOYUG6tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HHt7xBrmJVY/s1600-R/tumblr_ku2jkaYk7x1qavwoio1_1280.jpg%3FAWSAccessKeyId%3D0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2%26Expires%3D1264513193%26Signature%3D6yxwaxUuxmtqMWStjMHT67ZuIvk%253D" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/Snuabrwwj0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ah08fWteT8w/s72-c/MeetingRoles-Timer-4Web.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/2009/08/timer-starts-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGRns9eip7ImA9WxBUFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787609236146365350.post-7740803118017616633</id><published>2009-08-05T00:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T03:43:47.562+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-04T03:43:47.562+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inspirations" /><title>Everything Comes and Goes</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/SnhtBeyCluI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8SAM6YETe2Q/s1600-h/acm07_mconcert_wreckers8_h_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/SnhtBeyCluI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8SAM6YETe2Q/s320/acm07_mconcert_wreckers8_h_e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366158828222191330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit Room. Hotel Paper. And now, Everything Comes and Goes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her singles, "Everywhere", "All You Wanted" and "Are You Happy Now", to name a few, led me to know how to play a guitar. Up until now, I'm trying and still trying to follow Michelle Branch's footsteps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a frustrated musician, or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog pays tribute to the beautiful music Michelle has shared to the music industry. I don't mean she's bidding us goodbye now. In fact, she's currently working on an upcoming album to be released next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've heard a little of Michelle in her debut album. Everywhere. All You Wanted. Goodbye to You. And of course, her collaboration with the rock icon Carlos Santana, The Game of Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, Maverick Records (Branch's recording company) released her second album Hotel Paper, which met mixed reviews from the press. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've also seen Michelle sing with her former back-up singer and long-time friend Jessica Harp. They were initially known as "The Cass Country Homewreckers", which was tagged by Branch's former bassist and now her husband Teddy Landau. She gave birth to a beautiful girl named Owen Isabelle on August 3, 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And long after their successful collaboration, Branch's now hitting it off the stage again with her solo album comeback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her new album, entitled "Everything Comes and Goes" will include a blend of her acoustic/alternative music styles as well as country music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always admired her style and her ability to write songs in just a snap of a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;To Michelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You know, I've always wanted to follow your footsteps as a musician. You've given me so much inspiration and passion to keep up what you've made and continuously making in the industry. I'll forever be a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1787609236146365350-7740803118017616633?l=itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mmh1K7JFQuQP8twNz3qQCS54Bc0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mmh1K7JFQuQP8twNz3qQCS54Bc0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ItPaysToHaveADream/~4/bEqZCXUd7zg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/feeds/7740803118017616633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-comes-and-goes.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787609236146365350/posts/default/7740803118017616633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1787609236146365350/posts/default/7740803118017616633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ItPaysToHaveADream/~3/bEqZCXUd7zg/everything-comes-and-goes.html" title="Everything Comes and Goes" /><author><name>Anaya Mitchell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290509242406923087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/S12fOYUG6tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HHt7xBrmJVY/s1600-R/tumblr_ku2jkaYk7x1qavwoio1_1280.jpg%3FAWSAccessKeyId%3D0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2%26Expires%3D1264513193%26Signature%3D6yxwaxUuxmtqMWStjMHT67ZuIvk%253D" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/SnhtBeyCluI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8SAM6YETe2Q/s72-c/acm07_mconcert_wreckers8_h_e.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-comes-and-goes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGSXwyfip7ImA9WxBXFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1787609236146365350.post-7165799140361170733</id><published>2009-08-04T18:32:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:38:48.296+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-27T02:38:48.296+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Notes" /><title>My Offbeat Persona</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/Snhtlnqo-oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Jdtxqh5wsbs/s1600-h/st-john-baptist-de-la-salle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_51ip_92EnBA/Snhtlnqo-oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Jdtxqh5wsbs/s320/st-john-baptist-de-la-salle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366159449082362498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alright. I know I haven't said much about myself. Little by little you'll then know more about me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's one -- I am a fresh graduate of St. John's community. (Let's see if you're good at guessing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am a proud La Sallian. And, I love green. What else now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a note I wrote when I was still in college. My professor told us to create a blog site and write at least two blogs on it. And this is the first one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me share with you what is blogging for me when I was still in college. My blog's title is "My Offbeat Persona". I just want to share with you a little bit of me back in the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Minutes devoured my time doing this work, oh so much. Finding out that “this is the real me” whom this piece should talk about. On the verge of losing words to finish this blog, at last, I am placing myself into it. Seriously, blogging sounds exciting. Just about a couple of time, it turned out to be not. Simply naive, innocent, discreet and so, name it. That is just me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I consider myself as a well-mannered person, maybe because of the Filipino-Chinese blood I got from my parents. Believing that these races value the most conventional way of living but I deal with it extra-ordinarily. Variety and change interest me. Being hemmed in turns me off a lot.For almost four years inside the university, I feel I need to gain more of what I actually strive for, intelligence. Exploring unusual things leave me hungry for it. New discoveries, learning, and knowledge make me thirsty for it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I crave for wisdom. Now my struggle for art knocks me into several worlds: the world of literature, the world of visual arts (photography), and the world of music. Nothing can beat my passion for music – I have been loved and dumped by music. Anyway, I can learn by trial and error. Though tested by trials, I still love it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowing my priorities in life is quite hard for me. I may note some: God, family, studies. Way to go, I have to stress out the goodness of the brainpower. Should I go on the right track or not? Well, I have to. What’s the sense of settling to this school for so long? After such, what’s the sense of staying up late with lots of assignments, projects, and all those school works?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In no more than a year, I should be standing up straight and look again for another priority in life – work. Landing on a stable job seems uneasy. However, with God’s unending grasp in my hands, there is no way of thinking ill at ease anyway. Going straightly on the right path would help me a lot. Wishing that someday, I could touch everybody’s life through the greatness of art.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though minutes devoured almost all my time making these words stand as one, here I am ending this all. And now I am done."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/1787609236146365350-7165799140361170733?l=itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm Anaya! I am here to share with you everything that's on my mind and in my heart. You may not know who I am. But, I will lend you everything I want you to know about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Where's the right path to win your dream?". That's what I should be telling you in every blog you need to see in this page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who am I to answer? When everybody has its own right to walk the pathway to success?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know through my blog, and through all the people who would spend a minute or two reading my story, is a chance to know the right way to win my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's stop for a while and think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For it always pays to have a dream and to know your dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would appreciate everything you want to share with me. Don't hesitate to leave a comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's talk. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1787609236146365350-7664209729398932294?l=itpaystohaveadream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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