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      <title>just one day...</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 06:10:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>These days are just not the same as the others--although I wish they were. I wish everyday is like one sunny afternoon at the beach--no disappointments, no pains,no insecurities. I want to stare blankly at the sea and be blinded by the rays of the sun until I could no longer open my eyes. I want to let my eyes close for a long time and just feel the wind and hear the sound of the birds and the sea. I want to lay in the sand and fall asleep without caring for the world all for anything else but myself. I want time, space, a special place just for myself.  For a day, even for just a day--I want... (more)</description>
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      <title>run away...</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 04:48:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Almost, 1, 164 steps back and forth and more than 15 people of all ages, my feet hitting the ground in every second--It was a familiar feeling where I can smell the grass, can feel the wind and touch the soild.  It was the best way to empty my mind. Although at that moment it wasn't really empty, although I wish it was.
How I wish it was empty so I can atleast rest even for a moment. I wish I could forget everything that happened in the last 72 hours. But I can only wish that the wind hitting my face can blow away everything that's been disturbing my mind. I wish I can just land in that... (more)</description>
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      <title>moment of weakness...</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 10:23:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It was me at a lost, it was me disappointed, it was me defeated by this recent battle i thought I would win. i thought I stand a chance. I thought the happy song had finally begun. Well---I thought wrong. 
I have never doubted that I am strong and brave and reasonable--but do not tell me not to be disheartened, do not tell me not to be crashed.  Because I am. D@mn I am!!! What I feel and what i think at the moment are the things you cannot control, the things you cannot dictate. Do not tell not to be me, at the moment I really had to be. You said everything with simplicity--like it is just... (more)</description>
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      <title>Why did we choose to stay?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 00:07:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Why do we stay in a job that can never make us happy? 
Why did we choose to stay here when everyday all we really wanted is to be free and get away from here? 
Are we expecting that somehow, someday, someone will finally recognize us?
Aren't we tired of trying? Aren't we tired of waiting? 
Aren't we tired of expecting something that will never come? 
 
Maybe we are but somewhere in the process of giving up and holding on we still chose the latter. 
Because we don’t want to see ourselves being rejected or losing in the game
Because somehow, letting everything go and leaving all these... (more)</description>
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      <title>Your mind is also a traitor</title>
      <link>http://maureenyambot.blogdrive.com/archive/129.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 00:03:58 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>How often does one have to try to convince others that she had tried hard enough? 
And How often does one have to wait to finally capture her heart's desire? 
 
Does it take a year or two? Or does it take a century?
Will it come if I kneel down on You? Or will it remain as a desperate cry? 
 
The heart is a traitor but so is the mind
You want to give up but somehow you can’t seem to find a way how.</description>
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      <title>Reply to my Dearest Friend...</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 01:30:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I could never be more proud of what you feel right now. Although it is hard, you did what you had to do and I know in the end there's nothing but winning in this game. 
We always talk about our hung ups and the pain of staying in a job that never made us happy from the start. We always talk about how hessistant we are to leave a job that pays the bills but never justifies our minds. We were trapped, and trapped for different reasons. 
I am happy that you have found the freedom that I have longed for from the very first day I stepped into this unknown world. I am happy that the change we... (more)</description>
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      <title>where do I go to hide? (2/06)</title>
      <link>http://maureenyambot.blogdrive.com/archive/127.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 23:42:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>where do you go when  you're tired and lonely. 
When dark clouds follow you. 
when you're running out of places to hide. 
when leaving means taking away their lives.</description>
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      <title>the holiday is over (1/22)</title>
      <link>http://maureenyambot.blogdrive.com/archive/126.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 23:40:52 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's the feeling when Holidays have ended. It's the sudden change from festive to another busy Monday morning when everyone miss their breakfast and rush to get to the train. It's when people are sad because they have to face yet another day in order to survive.  It's when you need to feed the body and mind but the heart and soul won't accept.  It's just like the other days that comprise most of your life but not really worth living for.   
The Holiday is over and it almost feels like it's never gonna come again.</description>
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      <title>the funniest thing...(1/15)</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 23:38:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>do people really get this abnormal whenever they come accross it. 
do moments of happiness flash back every second? 
i don't know which is more a sign of abnormality
--me acting this way or this &quot;thing&quot; I am imagining. 
Maybe it was the lack of sleep, food,caffeine and life. 
THat all of a sudden I can feel life right there when you were close. 
This must be an act of desperation or totally just an insane imagination!
god,this is crazy! my hopes are funny!
This is crazy!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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      <title>all we need id something real</title>
      <link>http://maureenyambot.blogdrive.com/archive/124.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 23:33:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>maybe there are just times when we are not contented with just believing and convincing ourselves.
maybe sometimes waiting tires us out and leaves us doubting for the future. 
maybe there's a point in our lives when we need something real and certain that we can hold in our hands in order to convince us to  go on with life and to keep on believing that it is indeed worthy to wait.</description>
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