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Birthday" /><category term="OUR LOVE STORY" /><category term="Baby Back Ribs" /><category term="potty training" /><category term="love story" /><category term="wedding gown" /><category term="Music Notes" /><title>Crazy Beautiful Life of Karen</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2490491980366936154/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kai Rui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vd-BStvHCI/UG-fGxoLlGI/AAAAAAAABaQ/5DFCigqBGKw/s220/425816_10151040536216227_212704409_n.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/CrazyBeautifulLifeOfKaren" /><feedburner:info uri="crazybeautifullifeofkaren" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>CrazyBeautifulLifeOfKaren</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAGQn4yfip7ImA9WhBVFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2490491980366936154.post-438429093302233494</id><published>2013-04-23T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2013-04-23T09:32:03.096+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-23T09:32:03.096+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my random thoughts" /><title>Change Your Thinking</title><content type="html">It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every colour and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .

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Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into our bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.


Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

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You must remember when she forgets. 

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget. 

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her. 

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. 

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

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Pat trains with Tiffany and performs in the dance contest. To his surprise, his friends and family attend the contest to support him. After the contest, Tiffany gives him several letters, supposedly written by Nikki. Pat wants to reunite with Nikki but Nikki demurs. Pat suggests a meeting, and despite no reply he slips away from his family on Christmas Day to meet Nikki. Nikki is not there; Tiffany is, and admits she has forged Nikki's letters and that she had been trying to help Pat moved on and gain closure with his marriage because she, Tiffany, is in love with Pat. Pat is furious that the last two months of correspondence were a lie. In shock Pat runs into an unfamiliar neighborhood and is mugged. By chance he encounters Danny, his roommate from the Baltimore mental facility. Danny helps him get to a hospital and reunite him with his family. Pat still doesn't recall how he was separated from his wife, and only when he watched his wedding video do the memories eventually return.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Being hurt by someone you love is the worst thing that can happen to a person. If you love someone and your beloved hurts you, then you will be left broken, rejected and depressed. It really hurts you to the core, when your beloved hurts you in some ways or the other. The worst way in which your beloved can possibly be hurt is when your beloved calls it quits and ends the relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;A broken relationship is very hard to erase from one's mind and very difficult to deal with. One finds it hard to over come the memories of a broken relationship which was one going great guns. Being hurt by someone you love is something that you cannot easily deal with. It is difficult to get over the wounds of the heart. the only option you have is to nurse your wounds and let them heal with time. Time perhaps the best healer. In the words of Daphne Rae, "I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Always remember that when we lose someone we love, there will be pain in our hearts. But when there is pain, there will be strength and courage, and with that, there will always be the hope of finding someone who will love us and someone we can love even more. Sometimes we just have to control our feelings for someone. Truth is, our feelings doesn't know what's right or wrong. That's why our minds reason with us so there can be balance. Otherwise, we would always trip as we aimlessly follow what our hearts dictate. A relationship will always need trust and faith. Trust, so you could keep a relationship strong, and faith, so you can build a strong foundation of love that could weather all storms to make it last for as long as you wish to. A relationship is a two way street. It's never all your fault, nor is it all the fault of your partner. Both of you have to work together to make it work. And, remember, the best relationship is one in which your LOVE exceeds your NEEDS for each other.&lt;/div&gt;
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Letting go of someone you love is hard, but holding on to someone who doesn't even feel the same is much harder. Remember that giving up doesn't mean you are weak. It only means that you are strong enough to let go of something that was never really yours in the first place. Live not on what your heart dictates but on what is right and sensible. There is still time to turn away from what is wrong. Remember, the true joy of living is not only in loving ourselves but in loving without hurting other people. Even with all the pain that comes with loving, we should never let our hearts wallow in anger. When love comes into our lives, be thankful. But when it leaves us, even if it's against our will, we should only be sorry or a while. There should be no room for our hatred to grow in our hearts. As it has always been said, we should embrace love when it comes knocking on our doors and willingly let go of it when it says goodbye. We shouldn't regret that we've lost it. Be thankful that for once in our lives it has dwelled in our hearts and made us happy.&lt;/div&gt;
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If we pass on love today, there may never be a next day to show it and even if there's still a next day, there may never be someone to show it to. Love is never afraid. It should not hold you from showing someone how you feel. If it does, then it is not love. Loving someone with all our hearts isn't all that it takes to make a relationship last. Sometimes, even if we prove our worth in many ways, seen and unseen, we still cannot guarantee of permanence and loyalty in our relationships. Sometimes, loving someone means giving him/her the freedom to choose who and where he/she wants to be. This may be painful, but still be thankful, because the heartaches, the tears, the gloomy days and even the fruitless years helped you grow into a strong and wonderful person, not a bitter one.&lt;/div&gt;
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waiting for you to spend time with me but you were always too busy with something else.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you remember all those times that I was upset because you always made me feel like I was the least of your priorities, and the last on your list.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you remember the promises you made that you never kept but you did well to play with my feelings knowing what it does and meant to me.&lt;/center&gt;
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Maybe you wanted to see how much control you have over me,since you loved to be in control of anyone in your life.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you remember every time we went out, how much you cared about being noticed, and not as much as you being with me. Even though people said to you how lucky we were to have each other, you never really showed me that you felt that way, I did.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you remember all of the love I gave you and showed you all the things that I did to be there for you to help you, did you ever wonder what would have happen if I didn't or maybe it's because you took me for granted.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you realize that my smile is not the same, or do you see the pain in my eyes. For you're still doing the same things, and more, and yet now my heart sings, maybe some things has come over me, and I can't say I know why. Maybe I find comfort,&lt;/center&gt;
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where there was none or maybe my time is spent on me since you never had the time.&lt;/center&gt;
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I wonder how you would feel if you had to feel what I once felt.&lt;/center&gt;
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Do you remember?&lt;/center&gt;
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* Men Are Just Happier People.&lt;/div&gt;
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* What do you expect from such simple creatures?&lt;/div&gt;
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* his last name stays put.&lt;/div&gt;
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* The garage is all him.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Wedding plans take care of themselves.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Chocolate is just another snack.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can be President.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can never be pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can wear NO shirt to a water park.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Car mechanics tell him the truth.&lt;/div&gt;
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* The world is his urinal.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt&lt;/div&gt;
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* Same work, more pay.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Wrinkles add character.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100.&lt;/div&gt;
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* People never stare at his chest when he’s talking to them.&lt;/div&gt;
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* The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.&lt;/div&gt;
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* New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle his feet.&lt;/div&gt;
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* One mood all the time.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he know stuff about tanks.&lt;/div&gt;
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* A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can open all his own jars.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.&lt;/div&gt;
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* If someone forgets to invite him, he can still be your friend.&lt;/div&gt;
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* his underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he almost never have strap problems in public.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he is unable to see wrinkles in his clothes.&lt;/div&gt;
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* Everything on his face stays its original color.&lt;/div&gt;
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* The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he only have to shave his face and neck.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can play with toys all his life.&lt;/div&gt;
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* his belly usually hides his big hips.&lt;/div&gt;
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* One wallet and one pair of shoes.&lt;/div&gt;
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* One color for all seasons.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can wear shorts no matter how his legs look. !&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can “do” his nails with a pocket knife.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he has freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;
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* he don’t freakout when he goes to a party and see another man wearing the same shirt,instead&lt;/div&gt;
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LOVE is like a Traffic Light, there are three colors which become a&lt;/center&gt;
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guide for us to know when to stop, to let go, and to take action.&lt;/center&gt;
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RED means STOP!&lt;/center&gt;
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Loving someone so much doesn't mean they're the right one for us. &lt;i&gt;Hindi laging may happy ending kapag nagmahal ka &lt;/i&gt;because TRUE LOVE never ends.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;May pagkakataong mararamdaman mo ang sakit na dulot ng pagmamahal mo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Masakit isiping may mga taong hindi kayang magpahalaga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;sa mga taong nagmamahal sa kanila.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sabi nga... &lt;/i&gt;It's better to accept the fact that you are not appreciated&lt;/center&gt;
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than to insist yourself to someone who never really see your worth.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Habang patuloy mong minamahal ang taong 'yun, mas lalo kang masasaktan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Dahil...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;natatakot kang tanggapin ang maari pang mangyari.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Na ang taong buong puso mong minamahal ay bulag sa pagmamahal mo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Hindi porke't mahal mo ang taong 'yun sya na talaga ang para sa'yo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Natatakot kang mawala ang taong pinakamamahal mo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Pero sya ba natatakot din na mawala ka?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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GREEN means LETTING GO...&lt;/center&gt;
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Letting go doesn't mean giving up, but rather accepting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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that there are other things that cannot be.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;May mga bagay sa mundo na hindi nakatakda para sa atin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Maaaring ang mga bagay na ninanais natin na maging sa atin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;sana ay iyon pa ang hindi kailanman magiging atin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Kailangan mong matutong magparaya "&lt;/i&gt;let go&lt;i&gt;" upang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;maka-move on at maka-get over tayo sa sakit ng nakaraan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Loving someone is setting them free, letting them go.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Masakit? Oo.. para sa katulad mong nagmamahal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Never say goodbye, cos' goodbye means going away,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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and going away means forgetting.&lt;/center&gt;
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To let go, it's not to deny, but to accept.&lt;/center&gt;
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The hardest thing to do is letting go, not because you want to,&lt;/center&gt;
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but because you have to.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;May mga taong darating sa buhay natin na s'yang muling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;magbabangon sa atin sa kabila ng pait ng nakalipas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Huwag nating isarado ang puso natin...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;dahil sa... &amp;nbsp;tayo'y nagparaya... nagmahal... o nasaktan...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;kundi may taong handang pumasok muli.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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YELLOW means TAKE ACTION!&lt;/center&gt;
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While someone breaks your heart, another someone else is waiting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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to fix it.&lt;/center&gt;
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Proceed with caution.&lt;/center&gt;
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"Careful forethought to avoid danger or harm."&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Natatakot tayong masaktan...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Natatakot tayong harapin ang pwedeng mangyari..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;natatakot tayong magmahal muli...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;kaya nga nauso ang salitang "&lt;/i&gt;courage&lt;i&gt;", yan ang kailangan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;natin to "&lt;/i&gt;take action"&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Kung ang &lt;/i&gt;traffic light &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;ay may yellow light para sa caution sign.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sa love ganun din,kung alam natin na masasaktan lang tayo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;at di maaring pumapel, huwag na natin pahirapan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;pa ng husto ang mga sarili natin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Just like an elevator,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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if it's full, why will you force yourself in if there are stairs?&lt;/center&gt;
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but you just don't mind it...&lt;/center&gt;
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STOP!&lt;br /&gt;LET GO..&lt;/center&gt;
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and TAKE ACTION.&lt;/center&gt;
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A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.&lt;/div&gt;
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The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.&lt;/div&gt;
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When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.&lt;/div&gt;
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What do you think were the four words?&lt;/div&gt;
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The husband just said “I Love You Darling”&lt;/div&gt;
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The husband’s totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No&lt;/div&gt;
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point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support. After all, shouldn’t forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don’t multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;
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If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There was this guy who loved two gals at the same time but he didn't know which one he loved more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Someone taught him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ask yourself this question and answer it honestly :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"When you are happy, which gal would you want to share your happiness with?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The one you think of is someone you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ask yourself another question and answer it honestly :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"When you are sad, which gal you want to share your burden with?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The one you think of is also someone you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you think of the same gal when you are happy &amp;amp; sad, that's the most perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But if you don't think of the same gal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I would advise you to chose the one you are willing to share your sadness with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In life, there are more sorrows than happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There are too many people that you meet that you can share your happiness with,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am sure that person has got to be someone close &amp;amp; an understanding person to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But it shouldn't stop there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If that person only thinks of you when he is happy, but looks for someone else when he is sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;this lover is too unstable, he doesn't treat you as someone he can spend the rest of his life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But, if he is sad, I will be too willing to stay by his side &amp;amp; ease his pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Only then, will I believe that I hold a very important position in his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In life, we are faced with losing our first loves and our best friends.&lt;/center&gt;
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We have to face the of losing our loved-ones to death.&lt;/center&gt;
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How can you love and trust again when you have been hurt over and over again at a young age.&lt;/center&gt;
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How do you get past all this pain.&lt;/center&gt;
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This is reality.&lt;/center&gt;
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Death, departure, walk away, walk out&lt;/center&gt;
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Should I or should I not pout.&lt;/center&gt;
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Family and friends&lt;/center&gt;
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Lovers and one-night stands&lt;/center&gt;
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I have loved, lost and lived&lt;/center&gt;
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How do I trust, how do I love again&lt;/center&gt;
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I should move on, it's all in my past&lt;/center&gt;
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But my pain remains, continues and lasts&lt;/center&gt;
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This pain lingers in my heart, mind and soul&lt;/center&gt;
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Damn it - why is this world so cold&lt;/center&gt;
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How can I have faith in God and family&lt;/center&gt;
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When people I love are taken from me&lt;/center&gt;
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Where can I find true and loyal friends&lt;/center&gt;
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I'm sick of the lies, fights and revenge&lt;/center&gt;
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Hurt continuously, hurt at a young age&lt;/center&gt;
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How do I love again with all of my rage&lt;/center&gt;
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How do I get past all of this, show me a sign&lt;/center&gt;
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So I can leave my sadness, pain and crying behind.&lt;/center&gt;
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People nowadays were very materialistic, since everything here on earth already have prices. You must have money to do and buy the things that you want. And practically speaking, indeed, we need money to survive. But not looking about the material things, we still have more options to be happy and contented and these things were money cannot buy.&lt;/center&gt;
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A &lt;b&gt;HUG&lt;/b&gt; is very precious and priceless, yet it can fill up anyone's soul especially those who were troubled and in pain. A simple hug from someone dear to us can cover up the pain we felt inside and ease the burden that we're carrying. I know it may not washes all the pain away but somehow it is an assurance that any problem can be surpassed when you know there were people behind to help you with them. And also a sign that a person is dear to you without even saying a single word.. Give your hugs to your family and friends, show them how much you love and treasure them.&amp;nbsp; A &lt;b&gt;SMILE&lt;/b&gt;, is also a priceless possession we have and could give to anyone without asking something in return. Didn't you notice that once you give your smile away, the one who receives it smiles back to you without you even asking it from them? Maybe because it is a silent form of communication that everyone understands without an uttered word. A smile is something you give to everybody, family, friends and even people you don't know yet... Your smile can be a sunshine to someone who's under the darkness for a long time. So keep smiling, you don't know who may fell in love with your smile. A&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;KISS&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a form of love, and the most wonderful feeling you can receive from someone you love and loves you. &lt;b&gt;SLEEP, &lt;/b&gt;the best feeling you could give yourself because enough and good sleep creates a good mood and a stress free life. &lt;b&gt;LOVE, &lt;/b&gt;is not something that you can just buy in the corner, it is just felt unknowingly and must be unconditional. The best form of love are the ones your family (parents) give to you because it is unconditional and they ask nothing in return... Love starts at home, so you can figure out already whom were the one's full of love in their hearts because they're not ashamed of showing love to others. But the best feeling is being in love with someone who loves you too. Sometimes when we love, we get hurt, but that doesn't mean that you are less capable of loving again. You just have to have courage of loving again. But before that, you must earn first the trust, because without trust, love is absent. But the greatest of all is the love of God for us. Agree? Friendship is not about whom you've known the longest... it's about who came and never leave... they are called priceless&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;They are the one's I won't trade to any richness in the world because with good friends around makes you even more richer in spirit. With them &lt;b&gt;LAUGHTER &lt;/b&gt;also becomes priceless, and only good friends can bring laughter to your soul which creates priceless&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;MEMORIES &lt;/b&gt;to cherish the rest of your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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Yesterday, we all celebrated the Teacher's Day here in the Philippines, but that doesn't mean that only on this day that we give appreciation to the molders of the youth. The teachers are our second parents when we're out of our own home. They are the one's that helped us mold our future for us to become the best person that we can be. They are the ones that encourages us to live and pursue our greatest dreams when everyone else doesn't believe that we can. They are the ones that inspires us to be the "person" that we are. Lucky me to have both teacher and mother in one. This is for you mama, I know I am not a good daughter to you and papa. I may not that expressive of my feelings towards you but I hope you know exactly how thankful I am to have you as my parents. No one could ever take your place here in my heart. and if given a chance to choose my own parents, it would still be you that I'll going to choose over and over again... why? because you're both exceptional and your love is unconditional. Thanks for all your&amp;nbsp;understanding&amp;nbsp;and love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;!--3--&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;strong style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tribute To A Teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;We held their hands the first day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our hearts were filled with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;There was an aura of fear and apprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;As we stood close to their side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;We deposited our children at your door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our most precious and prized possessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;We trusted that you would give them more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Reading and Writing lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our unspoken words were, give them self worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;They are little children, respect their rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Teach them with love and remember compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Use a firm hand to break up their fights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;As the years went by, you did us proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;With your guiding hand and understanding smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;You gave much more then we expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;That was your way, your undeniable style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;What higher tribute can we pay a teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;To what greater heights can he ascend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Than to have his students praise his work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #2c2c2c; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;And to say "He is my friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; 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This is my first time to join the Five Question Friday meme.&lt;/center&gt;
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I just hope that I'll be more consistent this time to update my blog from time to time. :)&lt;/center&gt;
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So let's roll it!&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;1. W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;hat album/cd/download are you embarrassed to admit you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0e1029; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Music is my soul, and I always love any music genres. The only thing that makes me&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;is that music doesn't love my voice..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--3--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0e1029; font-size: medium; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;2. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;hat's the one thing your spouse does better than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0e1029; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Nothing, because actually I don't even have one..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;When do you start buying Halloween Candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0e1029; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't even buy one cos' actually we don't give candies during Halloweens.. Like that of the trick or treats..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Family closets - Yay or nay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0e1029; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Oh well, speaking of closets, I have a lot of dresses but my closet is not so big enough to accommodate them all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;5. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;hich home/cleaning chore do you hate the most? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #0e1029; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20.78333282470703px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;All of the above? hehehe.. kiddin' I'm a person who easily gets bored when I have nothing to do at home.. What just annoys me if I am being told to do a chore when I am doing something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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As silence fills my loneliness&lt;/div&gt;
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Only for you my hearts cries&lt;/div&gt;
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The growing pain within myself&lt;/div&gt;
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That tears every senses of my life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tears flow endlessly&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even my eyes&amp;nbsp;swelled&amp;nbsp;in deep agony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But nothing had been left&lt;/div&gt;
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That I burned even more with desire&lt;/div&gt;
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Just to feel the warmness of your embrace.&lt;/div&gt;
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I still have the memories when we first meet&lt;/div&gt;
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Memories that I thought would just be the beginning&lt;/div&gt;
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And would never end&lt;/div&gt;
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But suddenly it was gone with the wind.&lt;/div&gt;
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I always say I LOVE YOU&lt;/div&gt;
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Deep inside my heart do&lt;/div&gt;
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Thinking that you feel the same way too&lt;/div&gt;
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That even we're miles away we can make it through&lt;/div&gt;
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I felt my world shattered like a glass&lt;/div&gt;
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One day when you told me that I was just a back up&lt;/div&gt;
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And that you are still in search of your perfect match&lt;/div&gt;
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For someone you can marry even when there's no real LOVE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been waiting for a chance&lt;/div&gt;
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Hoping that one day you would realize and understand&lt;/div&gt;
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I gave you everything that I have&lt;/div&gt;
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Just to let you know that I love you so much&lt;/div&gt;
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You have closed your door to me indeed&lt;/div&gt;
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Even if I was just trying to talk, just being a FRIEND&lt;/div&gt;
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Then I realized, perhaps I was obsessed and was pushing myself to you...&lt;/div&gt;
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And now, I need to say goodbye and let go!&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is only borrowed. It's just a wink of an eye if one thinks of eternity.&lt;/center&gt;
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It's fast; it's short, but it's worth than any jewel or money&lt;/center&gt;
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because it can't be bought; it can't be changed nor can it be returned, ever.&lt;/center&gt;
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Let us ponder everyday as if it's the last day of our lives.&lt;/center&gt;
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The myriad of things are made to happen. Impossible events are brought&lt;/center&gt;
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into reality. Unexpected phenomenon takes place at any given time.&lt;/center&gt;
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Faulty notions are made to be right. Simple scenarios are made to be complicated.&lt;/center&gt;
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Easy problems find complex remedies.&lt;/center&gt;
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Misunderstanding locks people in dispute.&lt;/center&gt;
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A rational and radical man argues with a simple-minded fellow.&lt;/center&gt;
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Conversations may lead to deception.&lt;/center&gt;
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A minor conflict can end up to war.&lt;/center&gt;
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Simple promises are compromised.&lt;/center&gt;
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Simple words lead to misconception.&lt;/center&gt;
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Yet, some of us are very apathetic towards what's happening around.&lt;/center&gt;
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No matter what it takes, no matter how impossible it looks, no matter how&lt;/center&gt;
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narrow the road is, as long as they want it, they'll do it.&lt;/center&gt;
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The world has become very complex and tormenting.&lt;/center&gt;
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How can we dwell in this stead freely?&lt;/center&gt;
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How can we enjoy the life with such teasing, messy minds of mankind?&lt;/center&gt;
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How can we enjoy the things that we labored for?&lt;/center&gt;
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How can we deal with things with so many onlookers minding our work?&lt;/center&gt;
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How can we fulfill our promises if we always have them compromised?&lt;/center&gt;
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If we're doing well, people criticize us; if we do badly, people will despise us.&lt;/center&gt;
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What are we going to do then?&lt;/center&gt;
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Is this what we really want?&lt;/center&gt;
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Living in a hostile world?&lt;/center&gt;
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A world were duplicity and hypocrisy lie?&lt;/center&gt;
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Worlds were adversities are ample?&lt;/div&gt;
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This world is definitely not ours.&lt;/div&gt;
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We're just tenants here.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is suppose to be a world of peace but it turns out to be a world of lies and evils.&lt;/div&gt;
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Why?&lt;/div&gt;
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Because we're making it so.&lt;/div&gt;
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We are accountable for all corruption, exploitation, terrorism, discrimination,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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and other misfortunes.&lt;/div&gt;
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Everything starts within us and it must end within us too.&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, it may sound blaming to people.&lt;/div&gt;
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But ask ourselves, who should we point our fingers to?&lt;/div&gt;
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To whom we should speak?&lt;/div&gt;
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To whom we should lean our trust if nobody can be trusted?&lt;/div&gt;
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To whom should we share our pains and gains if nobody wants to listen?&lt;/div&gt;
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If we are not for a brighter tomorrow, then let's think about the future of our offspring.&lt;/div&gt;
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Would we want them to follow our footsteps?&lt;/div&gt;
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Would we want them suffer what we suffered?&lt;/div&gt;
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Would we want them feel what we feel today?&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is full of mysteries.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mysteries that will mislead us if we're not wise.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mysteries that will place us in a room of obscurity, if our eyes were not opened.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mysteries that will tempt us if we lack faith.&lt;/div&gt;
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Mysteries that will probably baffle us up if we're not strong.&lt;/div&gt;
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I was merely pointing out that sometimes, we tend to dwell upon&lt;/center&gt;
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options which are easy to choose from, well sort of.&lt;/center&gt;
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Often times, I do this, maybe this is why I'm so confused right&lt;/center&gt;
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now. I'm stuck in the moment. Isn't it weird sometimes? How life is already&lt;/center&gt;
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complex to begin with and we tend to make it even more&lt;/center&gt;
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harder for ourselves by not choosing immediately. Sure, choosing&lt;/center&gt;
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isn't that easy, I know.&lt;/center&gt;
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But why is it that sometimes, even the more logical option is&lt;/center&gt;
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quite obvious, we learn more to the option which isn't that logical but rather, more&lt;/center&gt;
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of beneficial to us? Call it selfishness.&lt;/center&gt;
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Whatever. Sometimes, we even make loop holes for it. I know I do&lt;/center&gt;
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it. It's like, we throw in more PROS to one of the options and we&lt;/center&gt;
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leave all the cons out for the other one. It's as if I'm giving&lt;/center&gt;
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myself a harder time choosing. Ha! :)&lt;/center&gt;
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Choices makes a big difference in our lives.&lt;/center&gt;
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RIGHT and LOGICAL choices make an even bigger difference.&lt;/center&gt;
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What if you made the wrong decision, but it still made sense to&lt;/center&gt;
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you? That's the point of it all I guess. You're not supposed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;
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make all the right choices all the time. But most of the time,&lt;/center&gt;
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you just have to choose.&lt;/center&gt;
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CHOOSE. Jeez... Why is it so hard to do this? I mean, I can't just run away from it&lt;/center&gt;
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all. hmm.. :)&lt;/center&gt;
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Maybe. Perhaps. You simply have to learn from ALL the wrong&lt;/center&gt;
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choices you've made. So that next time, you'll learn to use your&lt;/center&gt;
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brain more. Jeez. The only trouble is, it's hard to execute&lt;/center&gt;
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everything. Oh Great. Hmm.&lt;/center&gt;
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The special talents you possess may be helpful not only to yourself, but for others as well. When you have a talent you have a greater purpose to show the world and help to improve it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hello bloggers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Meet my friend John Mark de Dios,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;a group mate at the hospital where I am currently working.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am really amazed with him for being such a good magician.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Actually, he just discovered his talent 3 years ago if I'm not mistaken.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And on his way to stardom..*wink*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;He just need more practice and new techniques to learn&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;to help him enhance more of his talent.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;He's fond of using coins and card on his magic tricks.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;He's also a good singer and a dancer way back his school days&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;up to now...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sharing this post to:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilingsally.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk27/Terrylee5151/BlueMonday.jpg" border="0" alt="Smiling Sally" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Always,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i553.photobucket.com/albums/jj369/karenfaith20/Untitled.jpg" width="150" height="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Bravery is displayed when times get tough, when you are called upon to do something that makes you uncomfortable or fearful.  Bravery is also a word set aside for those who serve others, even when danger is around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think of police officers, firefighters, military personnel and so many other professionals who put themselves on the line for us, every day.  Could you do what they are called to do?  I don't think I could... one never knows until you are in a situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bravery is also a special word for those who have endured through struggle, violence, loneliness, and other human conditions.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So today, just for today, try to see the bravery in another's face because truly in their life, they have faced a battle or two and are still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69);   text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a loving and brave day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i553.photobucket.com/albums/jj369/karenfaith20/Untitled.jpg" width="150" height="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazybeautifullifeofkaren.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Usually it's right before they could have made it. Yes, it's hard to keep going sometimes, it's hard when things don't go your way. It's hard when you feel rejection, when your idea doesn't gel the way you expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;But one thing I know to be true is that if you are inspired and can persevere, you can win. The price for any kind of success is great. And going into an endeavor, you don't always know exactly what the cost is that you will have to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;One thing for sure, if you know what you want and are convinced that you have to have it, you will find a way. Don't give up too soon. Don't walk away before you almost make it. Hang in there and believe in yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: Arial; font-size: small; text-align: start; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Come on, keep your head up and keep going!  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