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<title>One of the best poems for me.. =)</title>
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<description>  &#x3C;h1&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;The Guy in the Glass&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;/h1&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;by Dale Wimbrow, (c) 1934&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;br&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;And the world makes you King for a day,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;And see what that guy has to say.&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;For it isn&#x27;t your Father, or Mother, or Wife,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;Whose judgment upon you must pass.&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;The feller whose verdict counts most in your life&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;Is the guy staring back from the glass.&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;He&#x27;s the feller to please, never mind all the rest,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;For he&#x27;s with you clear up to the end,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;And you&#x27;ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;If the guy in the glass is your friend.&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;You may be like Jack Horner and &#x22;chisel&#x22; a plum,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;And think you&#x27;re a wonderful guy,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;But the man in the glass says you&#x27;re only a bum&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;If you can&#x27;t look him straight in the eye.&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;And get pats on the back as you pass,&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;But your final reward will be heartaches and tears&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;If you&#x27;ve cheated the guy in the glass.&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 09:34:52 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Gone with the wind..</title>
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<description>    &#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignright&#x22; src=&#x22;http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs191.snc1/6413_1080570868485_1652702447_30270696_8148351_n.jpg&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;Often I wander wondering why so many things just deem to be so challenging. Sometimes you even question if they really are a part of reality, yes, I agree that acceptance could clear the way for most of us but maybe I&#x27;m not a part of that of that majority. I just can&#x27;t seem to fully comprehend the reasons why they need to happen, I know I don&#x27;t have any right to question Divine Decisions but I can&#x27;t help but ask..&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;Acceptance right? We just have to accept that they truly are, &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;6&#x22;&#x3E;Gone with the wind &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 01:54:36 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>my friendster account.. =)</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 00:46:45 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>cry cry don&#x27;t lie!!</title>
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<description>&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.jmfvillena.multiply.com/image/MlRyYBVx8x4b8AZ0w2jTNQ/photos/1M/300x300/114/spaceball.gif?et=3yxsW0mNDyjPPQe%2CuMsrVg&#x26;amp;nmid=0&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;6&#x22;&#x3E;Here I go again with the &#x22;im sick and tired&#x22; cry baby comments on college but hey.. To clear things out.. IM SICK AND TIRED of being SICK AND TIRED!!&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;Maybe it&#x27;s time to let go of the paradigm&#x26;nbsp; I decline to let go of. Maybe it&#x27;s now that I stop holding on to the junctures in memory lane which I expect to travel back to my reality.Maybe, just maybe It is time now to cope and accept the inevitable fact that I am living a new life, that it is time to fully embrace the pain of letting things go and live the life I have right now, to stop imagining, hoping and wishing for that one sweet day to come that I will be in my past once more. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;Everything&#x27;s changed so fast and sometimes I think I already adjusted myself to my new status quo but then reality just slaps my face with visions of the past that would make me REALIZE THAT I AM STILL HOLDING ON TO MY WISH OF A REWIND!! I can&#x27;t fully comprehend what I am supposed to. And a sad fact lingers that I AM A COWARD!! A little boy afraid growing u...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 01:11:36 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 20:46:42 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>UST Welcomne Walk 2009; BIOCHEM!
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<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 15:29:47 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 17:44:33 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>stars dreams and pain..</title>
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<description>&#x3C;h2&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://jmfvillena.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/9&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignright&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.jmfvillena.multiply.com/image/eQtBxyrdXYuy7MjhAC7S-A/photos/1M/300x300/9/st.jpg?et=%2CBBGL7vvy5E6%2BVeD1H4E7g&#x26;amp;nmid=0&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#ffff00&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;College&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;? For me is j&#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#ffff00&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;UST&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E; a dream, &#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#99cc00&#x22;&#x3E;a very distant dream&#x3C;/font&#x3E;.. That I&#x27;m just sleeping and seeing all that is right now as merely &#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#ff0000&#x22;&#x3E;a vision in my slumber.&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E; That someday, I would wake up once more in one&#x26;nbsp; sunny morning and go to school in my &#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#993366&#x22;&#x3E;HIGH SCHOOL UNIFORM&#x3C;/font&#x3E;, and that everything will be &#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#808080&#x22;&#x3E;the same again&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;.&#x3C;/h2&#x3E; &#x3C;h2&#x3E;=(&#x3C;/h2&#x3E; &#x3C;h2&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;Then reality slaps me cold in the face and wakes me up&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;. &#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#cc99ff&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x22;ASA KA PA!! Haha&#x22;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/h2&#x3E; &#x3C;h2&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x3C;b&#x3E;I hold my thoughts as I look out into the open sky and silently whisper;&#x3C;/b&#x3E;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/h2&#x3E; &#x3C;h2 style=&#x22;text-align: center;&#x22; mce_style=&#x22;text-align:center;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;i&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;&#x22; color=&#x22;#3366ff&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;sometimes i wish the past would still be, but like most wishes i know they&#x27;re just fit to be whispered to the stars&#x22;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/i&#x3E;&#x3C;/h2&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 16:40:10 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Prelims!!!</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 16:38:01 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>yay wlam pasok! haha..gudam po</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 16:34:01 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>read me out</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:29:51 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:16:22 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 15:52:01 -0000</pubDate>
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