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  <title>Pass it up,</title>
  <subtitle>and on.</subtitle>
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    <name>slightheave</name>
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  <updated>2009-04-12T05:38:28Z</updated>
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    <title>I don't like</title>
    <published>2009-04-12T05:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-12T05:38:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this blog anymore. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've outgrown everything I've written here specially the ones that date back to sophomore year. It's funny to read old archives though. :))&lt;br /&gt;We were so young, and so INNOCENT, at times.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get a new blog :))</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:83649</id>
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    <title>I have absolutely..</title>
    <published>2009-01-11T21:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-11T21:18:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No college,&lt;br /&gt;No future,&lt;br /&gt;No anything, as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I prayed and I can't help but rely on the fact that He makes me feel like everything's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that sounds gay, but at times like these, I don't think I trust anything else.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;No more slacking off, no more late night outs, no more unnecessary takases,&lt;br /&gt;Cause while everyone is throwing this term away, I'm gonna have to make this term the &lt;strong&gt;best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;Here we go. :)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:83364</id>
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    <title>cause i was never as fluent in fucking up..</title>
    <published>2009-01-08T10:09:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-08T10:09:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;World,&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt as useless and meaningless as I do now.&lt;br /&gt;Must you be so kind,&lt;br /&gt;to shove down my throat those 2 little words that you know can make or break me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it broke me, broke me so bad,&lt;br /&gt;and it hurt me, hurt me so fucking bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been the worst, and no one will know exactly how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;The smile I'm wearing is so worn out,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm tired of pretending like I'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what anyone says, or no matter what anyone does, I don't think there's any plausible scenario or situation that would make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 2 days away from knowing.&lt;br /&gt;If this will be the BEST,&lt;br /&gt;or WORST&lt;br /&gt;January of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up the 16th,&lt;br /&gt;so much for my 17th.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:83001</id>
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    <title>2 harshest words in my entire life.</title>
    <published>2009-01-06T09:28:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:28:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good luck to me this saturday.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:82401</id>
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    <title>thank you</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T14:19:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T14:19:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for putting all the pieces back together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and crushing every single one of them&lt;br /&gt;twice as much as he did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch. i hate this freaking feeling in my chest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:81948</id>
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    <title>because</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T10:52:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T10:52:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i always wanted a crazyperfectawesomeamazingridiculous kind of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and it sucks to know i'll never have it..&lt;br /&gt;not with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="because the truth is"&gt;I've tried,&lt;br /&gt;and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;but life is cruel, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hello, single me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:81732</id>
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    <title>on the 24th,</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T11:12:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-04T11:12:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to know how it feels like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i feel so brand new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:81626</id>
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    <title>when it all goes down</title>
    <published>2008-10-26T05:01:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-26T05:01:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want you to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you're gonna get found out either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>:*</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T12:05:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T12:05:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think im happ.. happ.. happy again :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:80929</id>
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    <title>the way you look at me</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T15:09:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T15:09:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the way you touch me&lt;br /&gt;the fire in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i swear it makes me shiver inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:80847</id>
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    <title>it hurt so fucking much</title>
    <published>2008-09-14T16:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-14T16:36:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;that it drained the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i woke up, i felt my soul coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:80474</id>
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    <title>who can feel the pressure</title>
    <published>2008-09-12T12:12:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-12T12:12:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&amp;nbsp;WE&amp;nbsp;ALL&amp;nbsp;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:80352</id>
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    <title>"the perks of being a wallflower"</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T05:17:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-06T05:20:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when was the last time you were truly happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like so happy that it gave you fucking chills and you couldn't ask for a better place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time you felt &lt;em&gt;infinite? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;it's sad how..&lt;br /&gt;it always takes so much now to make us all happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a real sign we are growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;someone tell me they're still happy, too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:80109</id>
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    <title>every minute with you i feel like i can do anything.</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T15:35:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T15:35:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You changed my whole life &lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're doing to me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all superhuman you did that to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A superhuman heart beats in me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me here with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:79601</id>
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    <title>i heard this song</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T12:34:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T12:36:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and it super reminded me of you&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"could you think it over,&lt;br /&gt;when we get older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i still want you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;darling i hope that you agree&lt;br /&gt;there's something that takes place whenever we embrace"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>FRIENDS LISTEN UP :)</title>
    <published>2008-06-29T11:25:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T11:25:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i honestly think we should all get back on the LJ high.&lt;br /&gt;i miss reading about how you guys are. and hearing all your kwentos.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:slightheave:78896</id>
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    <title>slightheave @ 2008-06-12T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-11T16:53:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T16:53:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;senior year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;with no nothing to hold me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD TIMES :)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>slightheave @ 2008-05-30T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-30T13:46:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-30T13:46:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the mistakes we keep on making,&lt;br /&gt;and the lessons we keep on learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>o m g (reading the past entries)</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T07:09:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T07:09:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">funny how things can change in a few days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and months,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>i thought i would never.</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T12:51:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T12:51:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;it was crying, failing, trying, dying, sacrificing&lt;br /&gt;(and believe me, it only goes so far,&lt;br /&gt;as some things, no matter how hard you try to gain them back,&lt;br /&gt;are really, simply put, &lt;i&gt;not meant for you, &lt;/i&gt;maybe not right now,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not ever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second,&lt;br /&gt;it was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;(because you tell yourself, &lt;i&gt;it might come back if i wait long enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and you convince yourself that time is&lt;br /&gt;your only ally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, *which is the hardest&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;i&gt;hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(and you think that it will never ever end.. and&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;would ever&lt;br /&gt;feel better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth,&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;i&gt;remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;every single memory, every single moment you spent with him&lt;br /&gt;(because that assures you that you must've meant&lt;br /&gt;at least something to him, too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth,&lt;br /&gt;it was loving..&lt;br /&gt;(and you find out that, hey! loving wasn't all about just him,&lt;br /&gt;it was about you, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixth,&lt;br /&gt;it was learning.&lt;br /&gt;Learning that some things,&lt;br /&gt;some people,&lt;br /&gt;can only stay in a given time, yknow, to make room for other things,&lt;br /&gt;and other people, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventh,&lt;br /&gt;it's this.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey, i'm fine without you &lt;u&gt;pala..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>shawty was hot like a toaster!</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T05:31:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-11T05:31:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;you guys were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it does get better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ms.Villarruz told me,&lt;br /&gt;"this, too, will pass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou.&lt;br /&gt;it's cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on another note. &lt;font size="4"&gt;i FINALLY conquered Noli Me Tangere, and Chemistry.&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SUMMER NA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thanks, Mandi</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T09:50:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-16T12:40:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Closing Cycles&lt;br /&gt;    by Paolo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    One always has to know when a stage comes to an end.&lt;/span&gt; If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through. Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters - whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents' house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long lasting friendship ended all of a sudden? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won't take another step until you find out why certain things that were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;just like that&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;standstill&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. What has passed will not return: we cannot for ever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with &lt;b&gt;someone who has gone away and has &lt;font size="2"&gt;not&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;the least intention&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;of coming back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place. Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, &lt;font size="4"&gt;do not expect your efforts to be appreciated&lt;/font&gt;, your genius to be discovered, &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your love to be understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the "ideal moment." Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed &lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;will never&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;come&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;back&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person&lt;/u&gt; - nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;    Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;stage five:acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>3 days.</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T14:41:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T14:41:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not for SupSip, I wouldn't be looking forward to this Prom at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, friends. You guys seriously have no idea how easy it is to survive&lt;br /&gt;knowing that all of you are there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Prom Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 24 others to beat that 1 that can't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfgimsohellaoptimisticiloveit:))&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>slightheave @ 2007-12-20T00:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T16:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-19T16:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's never easy when i'm the only one who wants this to happen, &lt;i&gt;who really really really wants this to happen. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you suck. :(</content>
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    <title>Talasalitaan.</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T08:52:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T08:52:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kabanata XI&lt;br /&gt;1. hungkag (pu) - walang laman&lt;br /&gt;2. bantayog (png) - monumento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XII&lt;br /&gt;1. niyupi (pn) - inalis sa orihinal na hugis; pinipi&lt;br /&gt;2. naghihimutok (pn) -nagpapakita ng kabiguan, kasawian, o matinding kalungkutan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sawimpalad (pu) - masamang kapalaran, kabiguan&lt;br /&gt;2. nagtitimpi (pn) - pinipigilan ang silakbo ng damdamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dilubyo (png) - malaking sakuna&lt;br /&gt;2. dagok (png) - suntok na pababa, bigwas, matinding sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XVI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. maitustos (pn) - mapunuan, masuportahan ang pangangailangan&lt;br /&gt;2. umusal (pu) - paulit-ulit na pagsasalita nang pabulong&lt;br /&gt;3. bahid (png) - bakas ng dumi sa anu mang bagay, bakat, marka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XVII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. napalugmok (pn) - napaupo nang pahandusay dahil sa lubos na paghihina&lt;br /&gt;2. nanghihilakbot (pu) - pagkaramdam ng pagtingas ng balahibo dahil sa sindak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabanata XIX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. taimtim (pu) - walang pagkukunwari, taos puso&lt;br /&gt;2. isaalang-alang (pu) - isipin, pagpahalagahan</content>
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