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"...In the greater scheme of things, however, what I have become because of Innodata--the wonderful journey of becoming in Innodata's fold--far outweighs any pain that I had suffered. In fact, pain is all a part of those wonderful romance, that I, when given another opportunity would willingly embrace again."   So I said in my blog of this title--minus the Part2 part--posted on February 3,

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A quote from one of the books i recently slept on read... "You think I can't disagree with you, passionately, come to that, and care for you? Respect you, admire you, even knowing inside my heart you're wrong about the thing we're arguing over? The same I wager, as inside yours I believe I'm wrong. I'm not, but that's another matter. If everyone has to believe the same, if there's never

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Ever since I was young, I am always drawn to people with all sorts of problems. People come to me for help, advice and even compassionate scolding. Growing up I have become a shoulder to cry all--a comfort sort to the aching hearts and mind of my friends. I welcome all of them willingly, embraced them, even love them openly.  This I have come to accept as a gift. At a young age I learned that

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Hello dear folks! I know its been a while since you've read me online. Maybe you've seen my avatars doing some round on my farm and my pet went fishing, well that's not me. And please don't get offended if the avatars ignore you. My farm hand and the caretaker of my pet is quite a snob. She felt entitled by the way--she is planting not trees in farm town but mansion, although i am told that

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What is love? What does it entail when you love someone?I've been in love a lot of times or so I thought. At some earlier point in my life I thought I love someone, and a lot of people think so too. The symptoms: I like to talk and think about him.I can sense his moods even when others do not. And when the feeling goes a little deeper, I can sense his pains. Is that love?Love I was told was

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I was always told to never let go of my dreams. If it matters that much hang on to it; think, feel and visualize your dream and somehow, somewhere it will come true.When I was young, I dream of becoming a teacher. Back then I put teachers at the top of a golden pedestal. To me, they are one of those people who can and will shape the future of young lives. I have so much regard for my teachers

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I don't feel good.Its like I've stumbled upon some slippery road.No matter what I do, can't seem to hold,To keep trudging on the right road.I hate it when my will is thwarted.Especially those I expected to follow it.I have very few things I wantBut those I do, I expected to have.Right now I'm reeling in some limbo,Unsure of what to do.To the one who openly disobeys,And refuse to subject to

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Here folks, is another song that have become a bittersweet part of my life.Before, I love this song just for the sheer impact of its message. The positive outlook that the composer and artist wants the listeners to hear and bring into their lives. The song used to inspire and only elicit pleasant emotions... a feeling of hope, courage, and strength that somehow you'll make it through whatever it

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Below are two songs that resonate in my heart throughout my school days and even during those times when work is especially difficult. Along with books, songs have become one of my sources of strength and wisdom. My WayFrank SinatraAnd now, the end is near;And so I face the final curtain.My friend, I’ll say it clear,Ill state my case, of which I’m certain.I’ve lived a life that’s full.I’ve

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So why do we all need to fall in love just to get our hearts broken?Who was it that says that we all need to experience pain just so we can enjoy the depths of joy?And why is life so contradictory?Black and white, night and day, ying-yang, good or bad, pain and pleasure, etc.We'll I don't really know. That's the very reason I am asking.As for my broken heart. Time will fix it.The thing is, I

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Dance? What dance? I don't know how to dance! A well, maybe enough to pass myself up some PE subjects.But why am I talking about dancing?We'll if you know how to get my drift ... then hopefully you will drift with me and follow me towards the abyss.A short while ago I was talking to a friend about being torn between the devil and the deep blue sea. He asked what did I mean by it but as confuse as

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Just finish looking at pics of my friends back there in Innodata. A lot of these people mean so much to me and seeing them so happy and enjoying their sportsfest makes me smile and laugh at their wacky poses. I've been with Innodata for four years. Four years of happy and instructive memories. These people have been a part of all those memories--whether they know it or not. Seeing them nudge me

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Horoscopes have always fascinated me, not because I believe in it entirely but because oftentimes than not personality readings often tell us how great we all are. If you want self affirmation and appreciation, read your horoscope. You can always find something good about yourself everytime.So here's my own horoscope's overview of what's in store for me this 2009.This forecast is copied from http

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Liberals of the world must have rejoice and I would like to join in the cheers!The American people have elected a Democratic leader this time. To top it all, it had nonetheless pick one as African American as Barack Obama can be, and we'll that's a first for America.Again the United States have speak up and once again shouted to the world that it is indeed the land of equal opportunities.

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Politics, the boon and bane of human civilization, have enticed me at quite an early age. Born during the last years of the Marcos Era, some seven to eight years or so of its reign, I have had some vague understanding but very strong impressions of how politics motivate people to do almost anything. At some point during those turbulent years leading to the February 1986 presidential elections and

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What?What is a word. One word that gives a lot of meaning.Meaning?What is meaning?Meaning is another word.Then what is the meaning of the word?

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Even before my poll on this topic come to a close... allow me to share with you my thoughts.As it is with all grand scale tragedies, pointing a blaming finger is always the norm and the Frank disaster and the "Sulpicio fiasco," as some people would really like to say, is no different.Since the news on the sinking of the ship, people are starting to find someone to blame for the tragedy. Obviously

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Growing up poor and ugly and still come out of it having a healthy regard for oneself is no mean feat.I never was and would never be a beauty, except maybe in the eyes of my father (bless his soul) who was forever be blinded by his fatherly and unconditional love.I could still remember during those elementary years when some classmates would talk about me unpleasantly because of my looks and the

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I have read a blog of an esteemed friend regarding the morality of our choices. In gist, he talks about our choice being somewhat fraudulent and the morality questionable if it does not emananate from our ultimate passions. That the choice of doing good is not in itself moral if there lies within you the desire to do otherwise.Reading the blog, I have hastily commented amen for to my mind then

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Life really delivers... That's what i've mentioned previously in boredom. Two months after feeling really bored almost to death, i am now faced with work that again keeps me busy even during sleep.I am back to my working mode and again my middle name becomes Busy, Busy, Busy. But hey, who's complaining (we'll honestly i do sometimes hehehe). But then again, B is my most favorite middle initial.My

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A few days ago, i saw another classic example that will inspire me to keep on looking for the good in every person i met. Yes, someone sent me a powerpoint presentation of how the earthquake in China have devastated a lot of properties amounting to billions in infrastructure and material equipments.The dead and wounded abound and caused a lot of grief. But that terrible disaster, as huge as its

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Kalain nimo oy.Imong gdelete ang akong friendster.Wala man kay clear.Wala man unta ko nakasala.Pero nganong ikaw ingon ana.Ay ambot, mavuang ko bayot!

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I never am a religious type of person. I don't go to church regularly. I pray yes, usually everyday. But praying with other people, that's something i really am not good at. II can still remember when i was still a child... around 8 or 9 years old. I used to pray before going to bed. I pray in front of our altar, kneeling down. One time, i went home late after watching a variety show during one

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Right now i dont know what to think.A lot of things are running into my head and my chest felt like bursting, like somethings been inside it that just needed to be aired out. The problem is my thoughts are in jumble.Once a teacher had said to me that "people are just people, behaving in a manner they are made to behave." But who and what made us behave like we do? Isn't it us that have the

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The world without musicIs one boring classicThat tells not a storyBut a shadow of inactivityThe world without musicIs a soul left by the spiritFor music is the breathThat gives life on earth.Poetry writing in Humanities ClassUSJR

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Freedom is not to do and sayWhat you always want to beIt is not a right you ought to exerciseBut responsibility in disguiseFor true freedom can be achieve onlyWhen one has done his duty.Who’s the most free?Are those people…Who thought they’re free‘Coz they can do everythingThe way they want it to be?Who does things their wayWith utmost disregard of human dignityJust to satisfy their rights to be

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Looking back and reevaluating my life, I must say that I am most fortunate. I felt blessed and protected.No. Not materially. I have always been poor on the material side of things. As early as six years old, I had already learned to value labor and its rewards.I know. The money my mother used to buy my first school uniform when I was to enter grade 1 was taken from the savings I had out of

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Bored.That's how my life is right now and maybe for at least a few more days... Hahay. Life really delivers. You ask for work, it gives you work like there's no tomorrow. As in work that goes in on your mind even while you're asleep. And when you scream "Stop, oh please, stop. I can't take it anymore." It handed you paid siesta. And when again you look for real work since you are used to working

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The compiled words below are part of my journal entries in my Educational Guidance subject.--goldReligion as a Form of Guidance: November 30, 2003The declaration of Ramadan as a national holiday (2003) by Pres Gloria Macapagal Arroyo illustrates, in some respect how religion have become a form of guidance for the president. Although she herself is not a Muslim, her knowledge of the importance of

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Prejudice is like seeing a dice,You look at one sideAnd then you decideThat the back is as blackAs the one you look at.USJR ‘94…while waiting for my next classin the classroom next door

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To say that true friends are the best treasure we will find in this life is an understatement.Without discounting of course, immediate family members, friends have been an important source of strength and inspiration. Friends will be there when you most needed them even if sometimes you think otherwise. They offer you a sense of balance and perspective. They will cry when you cry and rejoice in

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I know you wouldn't have a chance of reading this but then if you have... i know... maybe you'll never really understand.But i do love you.No matter how remote the chance of us being together, im still clinging on to that drop of hope that somehow, someway... you'll love me back.It doesn't matter that every chance you get you are pushing me away.It doesn't matter that you're hurting me at every

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Belief, an idea in which people placed some or all of their confidence. A framework of thought that which directed individual action. Belief and its expression is as unique as the individual. And it cannot be copied. No matter where you get the initial information regarding what you believe in, the moment you embraced it and held it as true for you--it becomes uniquely yours.

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The devil is there.It surrounds you. It hounds you.If you give him an inch, it will take a mile.Give him a toe, it gobbles you up whole.The devil is there.Beware.

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Having been exposed to various kinds of psychological tests coupled with my constant conscious effort in the past to really know myself, I could say that I do know me pretty well. Pretty much so that, at this point I rarely experience feelings and behavioral responses that I could not explain. In the privacy of my own thoughts I can afford to see myself stripped of all my biases, rationalizations

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december 07, 2007Today marks the 2nd year where we are celebrating my father's birthday with him looking down at us from wherever souls of dead people are. My nieces & nephews--ages 3, 6,7,8 & 9-- are really into the mood of celebrating all by themselves. They got the keyboard from my sister's room and really sing on top of their lungs a thousand happy birthday songs... maybe because it's the

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