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	<title>When My Mind Becomes Deeper...</title>
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	<description>Bits of Pieces Beyond Imagination</description>
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		<title>Re: Helo fwend!</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2006/06/06/re-helo-fwend/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 20:10:52 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Sweet-nothings</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	&#8220;Hello fwend!&#8221; This text message from my very good friend- Mae woke me up in the middle of my &#8220;soul-stirring&#8221; dream.  Never mind my dream this time. I will be sharing that to you soon. 
	Oh, how I miss this friend! I just hope her texts to me that she is doing fine in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>&#8220;Hello fwend!&#8221; This text message from my very good friend- Mae woke me up in the middle of my &#8220;soul-stirring&#8221; dream.  Never mind my dream this time. I will be sharing that to you soon. </p>
	<p>Oh, how I miss this friend! I just hope her texts to me that she is doing fine in Manila is true. I just wish for her happiness and contentment in life. Wherever life may take us, I would forever be your friend and I am ready to accept you despite everything. </p>
	<p>I love you friend. Looking forward to seeing you again here in Cebu soon!
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		<title>Statement of Love</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/11/25/statement-of-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 00:42:13 +0000</pubDate>
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	Article 1:
	Statement of Love:
The Kiss
	1.
Kiss on the hand
I adore you
	2.
Kiss on the cheek
I just want to be friends
	3.
Kiss on the neck
I want you
	4.
Kiss on the lips
I love you
	5.
Kiss on the ears
I am just playing
	6.
Kiss anywhere else
lets not get carried away
	7.
Look in your eyes
kiss me
	8.
Playing with your hair
I can&#8217;t live without you
	9.
Hand on your [...]]]></description>
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	<p>Article 1:</p>
	<p>Statement of Love:<br />
The Kiss</p>
	<p>1.<br />
Kiss on the hand<br />
I adore you</p>
	<p>2.<br />
Kiss on the cheek<br />
I just want to be friends</p>
	<p>3.<br />
Kiss on the neck<br />
I want you</p>
	<p>4.<br />
Kiss on the lips<br />
I love you</p>
	<p>5.<br />
Kiss on the ears<br />
I am just playing</p>
	<p>6.<br />
Kiss anywhere else<br />
lets not get carried away</p>
	<p>7.<br />
Look in your eyes<br />
kiss me</p>
	<p>8.<br />
Playing with your hair<br />
I can&#8217;t live without you</p>
	<p>9.<br />
Hand on your waist<br />
I love you to much to let you go</p>
	<p>Article 2:<br />
The Three Steps</p>
	<p>1.<br />
Girls:<br />
If any guys gets fresh with you, slap him.</p>
	<p>2.<br />
Guys<br />
If any girl slaps you, her intentions are sti ll good.</p>
	<p>3.<br />
Guys &#038; Girls<br />
Close your eyes when kissing, it is rude to stare.</p>
	<p>Article 3:<br />
The Commandments</p>
	<p>1.<br />
Thou shall not squeeze<br />
too hard.</p>
	<p>2.<br />
Thou shall not ask for a kiss,<br />
but take one.</p>
	<p>3.<br />
Thou shall kiss<br />
at every opportunity.</p>
	<p>* Remember *<br />
A peach is a peach<br />
A plum is a plum,<br />
A kiss isn&#8217;t a kiss<br />
Without some tongue.<br />
So open up your mouth<br />
close your eyes,<br />
and give your tongue<br />
some exercise!!!</p>
	<p>Here are a few reasons<br />
why guys like girls:</p>
	<p>1.<br />
They will always smell good<br />
even if its just shampoo</p>
	<p>2.<br />
The way their heads always<br />
find the right spot on our shoulder</p>
	<p>3.<br />
How cute they look when they sleep</p>
	<p>4.<br />
The ease in which they fit into our arms</p>
	<p>5.<br />
The way they kiss you and<br />
all of a sudden everything<br />
is right in the world</p>
	<p>6.<br />
How cute they are when they eat</p>
	<p>7.<br />
The way they take hours<br />
to get dressed<br />
but in the end<br />
it makes it all worth while</p>
	<p>8.<br />
Because they are always<br />
warm even when its minus 30 outside</p>
	<p>9.<br />
The way they look good<br />
no matter what they wear</p>
	<p>10.<br />
The way they fish for compliments<br />
even though you both know that you<br />
think she&#8217;s the most<br />
beautiful thing on this earth</p>
	<p>11.<br />
How cute they are when they argue</p>
	<p>12.<br />
The way her hand always finds yours</p>
	<p>13.<br />
The way they smile</p>
	<p>14.<br />
The way you feel<br />
when you see their name<br />
on the call ID<br />
after you just had a big fight</p>
	<p>15.<br />
The way she says<br />
&#8220;lets not fight anymore&#8221;<br />
even though you know that<br />
an hour later&#8230;.</p>
	<p>16.<br />
The way they kiss when<br />
you do something nice for them</p>
	<p>17.<br />
The way they kiss you<br />
when you say<br />
&#8220;I love you&#8221;</p>
	<p>18.<br />
Actually &#8230;<br />
just the way they kiss you&#8230;</p>
	<p>19.<br />
The way they fall into your arms<br />
when they cry</p>
	<p>20. Then the way they apologize<br />
for crying over something that silly</p>
	<p>21.<br />
The way they hit you<br />
and expect it to hurt</p>
	<p>22.<br />
Then the way they apologize<br />
when it does hurt.<br />
(even though we don&#8217;t admit it)!</p>
	<p>23.<br />
The way they say &#8220;I miss you&#8221;</p>
	<p>24.<br />
The way you miss them</p>
	<p>25.<br />
The way their tears<br />
make you want to<br />
change the world<br />
so that it<br />
doesn&#8217;t hurt her anymore&#8230;..<br />
Yet regardless<br />
if you love them,<br />
hate them,<br />
wish they would die<br />
or<br />
know that you would die<br />
without them &#8230;<br />
it matters not.<br />
Because once in your life,<br />
whatever they were to the world<br />
they become everything to you.<br />
When you look them in the eyes,<br />
traveling to<br />
the depths of their souls<br />
and<br />
you say a million things<br />
without trace of a sound,<br />
you know that your own life<br />
is inevitable consumed<br />
within the rhythmic beatings<br />
of her very heart.<br />
We love them for a million reasons,<br />
No paper would do it justice.<br />
It is a thing not of the mind<br />
but of the heart.<br />
A feeling.<br />
Only felt.</p>
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		<title>5 Quotes</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/11/24/5-quotes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 11:19:40 +0000</pubDate>
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	1)The only measure of what you believe is what you do. If you want to know what people believe, don&#8217;t read what they write, don&#8217;t ask them what they believe, just observe what they do.&#8221;
	2)Do you remember when you first smiled? What made then and now different? Recall those times and use them to smile
	3)Even [...]]]></description>
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	<p>1)The only measure of what you believe is what you do. If you want to know what people believe, don&#8217;t read what they write, don&#8217;t ask them what they believe, just observe what they do.&#8221;</p>
	<p>2)Do you remember when you first smiled? What made then and now different? Recall those times and use them to smile</p>
	<p>3)Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood&#8230;</p>
	<p>4)If you&#8217;re ever in doubt and all else seems worthless, just remember those around you and let them know</p>
	<p>5)An inch of time is an inch of gold, but you can&#8217;t buy dat inch of time with an inch of gold&#8221;. Hope you have the right number of inches where it matters most!</p>
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		<title>What a Birthday Gift!</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/10/17/what-a-birthday-gift/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 00:48:14 +0000</pubDate>
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	Last Friday of last week was the judgement day whether I will be regularized in the company where I am working right now. Thanks God I am already a &#8220;regular employee&#8221; in Clickstream! Yes, this is one of the greatest gifts God has given me on my birthday. People just don&#8217;t know how happy am [...]]]></description>
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	<p>Last Friday of last week was the judgement day whether I will be regularized in the company where I am working right now. Thanks God I am already a &#8220;regular employee&#8221; in Clickstream! Yes, this is one of the greatest gifts God has given me on my birthday. People just don&#8217;t know how happy am I and how grateful am I for this blessing. This is  truly the greatest gift I have received on this very birthday of mine. </p>
	<p>What more can I say! I have a great work, a happy family, a friendly environment, a true God, and a loving sweetheart. </p>
	<p>What an irony because I am not very happy today. My ate wasn&#8217;t feeling good these past few days. I love her so much and I don&#8217;t want her to feel unimportant, I want her to feel that we do love her and she still the best sister in the whole world despite the many &#8220;failures&#8221; she has had. But I don&#8217;t think it is right for her to feel desperate&#8230;to feel hopeless&#8230;because we do love her and we are here to support her all the way. She may not be able to reach the greates heights of her dreamed success today but I know she will soon have it. I am sad because she is so moody today that our two younger sisters are already affected. How can I be able to tell her that everything&#8217;s ok and that there is still hope waiting for her. How can I be able to let her feel that we support her in all her undertakings.</p>
	<p>I know&#8230;yes I know! I have a plan for her. I will buy her a gift on her birthday. It&#8217;s ok if the gift is a bit expensive&#8230;it&#8217;s really ok! It&#8217;s fine with me, if I have nothing for my birthday because I know I have already received one. Just want to let her feel her importance!
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		<title>The Hand Count and Recount Experts - Single Moms</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/10/12/single-momthe-hand-count-and-recount-experts-single-moms/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 01:10:18 +0000</pubDate>
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	Just read and learn something from this. This is actually an article from http://www.momsrefuge.com/single/0012/handcounts.html.
	I picked up this mornings&#8217; paper and was delighted to see that the entire country is experiencing a bit of the life of a single mom — &#8220;hand counts and recounts.&#8221; Our lives are one big roller coaster of recounts. I can&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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	<p>Just read and learn something from this. This is actually an article from http://www.momsrefuge.com/single/0012/handcounts.html.</p>
	<p>I picked up this mornings&#8217; paper and was delighted to see that the entire country is experiencing a bit of the life of a single mom — &#8220;hand counts and recounts.&#8221; Our lives are one big roller coaster of recounts. I can&#8217;t think of a day of my life as a single mom that I&#8217;m not involved in this arduous process.</p>
	<p>Think about it. Recounting the bill totals to see if one more dollar could be found to leverage the kids&#8217; vote for a night out at the movies. Then there is the recount of all the change in the bottom of our handbags, hoping there are enough quarters, dimes, nickels or pennies to add up to a few more dollars.</p>
	<p>Or, how about the daily recount of missing socks? Yep, there are always missing socks to be found. Sometimes, they have disappeared only to be found after their mate has been thrown away.</p>
	<p>We have even named some of our more frequent recounts. The One-Two-Three is probably our most famous. You know, &#8220;If you don&#8217;t stop doing that by the count of three you are going to your room. No, I mean it — 1-2-3 &#8230;&#8221;</p>
	<p>We use hand recounts especially for our teenage constituents. Recounting the minutes they are late for curfew. Recounting the number of times we have to walk by their room and close the door because it is so messy. Recounting the number of times we say, &#8220;How many times do I have to tell you??&#8221;</p>
	<p>Last, but undoubtedly not least, are the recounts on the men in our lives. Let&#8217;s see &#8230; there are the ones who mysteriously disappeared, the ones who weren&#8217;t quite sure what they really wanted, the one&#8217;s who we thought had our vote but by closer inspection, really didn&#8217;t &#8230;</p>
	<p>Not only are we forever recounting, but also someone is always challenging our results. Sometimes it is our own children, family and friends. Occasionally it&#8217;s the bill collectors or even our own government — the IRS. And when it comes to getting all of those recounts done, there certainly aren&#8217;t a plethora of dedicated volunteers showing up at our &#8220;camp&#8221; at 7 a.m. to help.</p>
	<p>Single moms are in actuality the experts at hand counts and recounts. Our lives revolve around them. It&#8217;s frustrating, it&#8217;s confusing and yes, it&#8217;s time consuming. But it is part of our process. It&#8217;s written into the Constitution of Single Motherhood and it&#8217;s critical that we get it right.</p>
	<p>So, stop all the fussing and whining about the Florida election recounts. Just get on with it. In fact, it you really want to get it done right, call in the experts. Women who know 1-2-3 like the back of their hand, women who go to sleep counting and wake up recounting, women who are used to being challenged on their results, women who have made recounting an art and a science — Single Moms. And while you are at it, send a few of those dedicated volunteer our way.</p>
	<p>junifer vanissa p. denopol<br />
http://www.vhanz-blogger.blogspot.com<br />
http://www.blogomonster.com/vhanz
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		<title>Grown-up Van</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/09/16/grown-up-van/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 02:53:59 +0000</pubDate>
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	They said that as you grow older, your knowledge increases and so do with your wisdom. You can better understand things when you get older and your decision-making gets mature also.
	I am already 20 years old now, yet I haven&#8217;t felt any significant difference of my being me. Perhaps, I wasn&#8217;t just able to notice [...]]]></description>
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	<p>They said that as you grow older, your knowledge increases and so do with your wisdom. You can better understand things when you get older and your decision-making gets mature also.</p>
	<p>I am already 20 years old now, yet I haven&#8217;t felt any significant difference of my being me. Perhaps, I wasn&#8217;t just able to notice it, hmmmp&#8230;perhaps, but I don&#8217;t know because for me, the old Vhanz and the recent Van (as how the Clickers call me), is just the same. </p>
	<p>Ooopss&#8230;I guess I am forgetting something! I have realized that there was really something that&#8217;s changed in me and that&#8217;s how I dress. Look at me now! I look professional, whew! (Assuming!!!Hehehe&#8230;)</p>
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		<title>Work Dedication</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/08/12/work-dedication/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 11:01:57 +0000</pubDate>
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	I should be going home tomorrow in our province to visit my family and to attend my nephew&#8217;s 1st birthday but I guess that would remain a vision because I have a to render overtime to work on our company sites.
	Although I really love going home because I already missed our baby boy- our youngest [...]]]></description>
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	<p>I should be going home tomorrow in our province to visit my family and to attend my nephew&#8217;s 1st birthday but I guess that would remain a vision because I have a to render overtime to work on our company sites.</p>
	<p>Although I really love going home because I already missed our baby boy- our youngest and only brother in the family, I have to work because this is my life also and I love my work so much. </p>
	<p>Have to end this now because I have to go. &#8217;til next!</p>
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		<title>Food for the thought&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/08/09/food-for-the-thought/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2005 01:05:54 +0000</pubDate>
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	Something worth reading during these times of political uncertainty&#8230;to reflect and act.
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	&#8220;Where we are as a country is one of nature&#8217;s unfathomable
mysteries; what we want to be and what we  eventually become as a
nation are matters of choice  that could transform a mystery either
to a glorious gift or a painful [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p><center><img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/img/gg01008.jpg" alt="country" /></p>
	<p> <img src="http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2005-08/08/xin_032080208163682838277.jpg" alt="japan" /></center> </p>
	<p>Something worth reading during these times of political uncertainty&#8230;to reflect and act.</p>
	<p> ====================================</p>
	<p>&#8220;Where we are as a country is one of nature&#8217;s unfathomable<br />
mysteries; what we want to be and what we  eventually become as a<br />
nation are matters of choice  that could transform a mystery either<br />
to a glorious gift or a painful curse&#8230;&#8221;</p>
	<p>The difference between the poor countries and the rich ones is not<br />
the &#8220;age&#8221; or location of the country.  This can be shown by<br />
countries like India &#038; Egypt that are more than 2000 years old and<br />
are still considered poor.</p>
	<p>On the other hand, Canada, Australia &#038; New Zealand, which 150 years<br />
ago were inexpressive, today are developed countries and are rich.</p>
	<p>The difference between poor &#038; rich countries does not reside in the<br />
available natural resources.</p>
	<p>Japan has a limited territory, 80% mountainous,  inadequate for<br />
agriculture &#038; cattle raising,  but it is the second world&#8217;s second<br />
biggest economy. The country is like an immense floating factory,<br />
importing raw material from the whole world  and exporting<br />
manufactured products.</p>
	<p>Another example is Switzerland, which does not plant cocoa but has<br />
the best chocolate products of the world.  In its little territory,<br />
they raise animals and  plant the soil during 4 months per year.<br />
Not enough, they produce dairy products of the best quality. It is<br />
a small country that transmits an image of security, order &#038; labor,<br />
which made it the one of the<br />
world&#8217;s strongest and safest countries.</p>
	<p>Executives from rich countries who communicate with their<br />
counterparts in poor countries show that there is no significant<br />
intellectual difference.<br />
Race or skin color are also not important:  immigrants labeled lazy in<br />
their countries of origin  are the productive powerhouses in rich<br />
European<br />
countries.</p>
	<p>What is the difference then?</p>
	<p>The difference is the attitude of the people, framed along the years<br />
by education &#038; the culture.  On analyzing the behavior of the people<br />
in rich &#038; developed countries, we find that the great majority<br />
follow the following<br />
principles in their lives:</p>
	<p>1. Ethics, as a basic principle.<br />
2. Integrity.<br />
3. Responsibility.<br />
4. Respect to the laws &#038; rules.<br />
5. Respect to the rights of other citizens.<br />
6. Work loving.<br />
7. Strive for saving &#038; investment.<br />
8. Will. Accompanied by super action.<br />
9. Punctuality.</p>
	<p>In poor countries, only a minority follow these basic principles in<br />
their daily lives.  We are not poor because we lack natural<br />
resources or because<br />
nature was cruel to us. We are poor because we lack attitude. We lack<br />
the<br />
will to comply with and teach these functional principles of rich &#038;<br />
developed societies.</p>
	<p>If you do not forward this message nothing will happen to you. Your<br />
pet will not die, you will not be fired, you will not have bad luck<br />
for seven years and also you will not get sick.</p>
	<p>But if you love your country, let this message circulate!</p>
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		<title>Unexpected Escape</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/08/05/unexpected-escape/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 00:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
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	It was my friend&#8217;s birthday yesterday. His name&#8217;s Michael Angelo but I usualy call him &#8220;Mike&#8221;. 
	We had an agreement with my boyfriend that he is going to fetch me from my working place. I waited for him but we really didn&#8217;t meet so I decided to go home alone. I have thought of Mike&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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	<p>It was my friend&#8217;s birthday yesterday. His name&#8217;s Michael Angelo but I usualy call him &#8220;Mike&#8221;. </p>
	<p>We had an agreement with my boyfriend that he is going to fetch me from my working place. I waited for him but we really didn&#8217;t meet so I decided to go home alone. I have thought of Mike&#8217;s birthday so I decided to drop by their house to hand to his mother my little gift for him since I know by that time Michael has not arrived yet from school.</p>
	<p>I had my dinner in there with Mike&#8217;s mom and dad. I received a text message from my younger sister informing me that Ryan is already waiting for me in the house so I then went home.</p>
	<p>Actually, I don&#8217;t have the fear but I just don&#8217;t want my boyfriend to get jealous because I really know Ryan. Although he understands me but still he is very possessive. I value our friendship with Michael but of course I value my boyfriend so, so much!</p>
	<p>And when I reached home, Ryan was there. My sisters informed me that he prepared food for us. Although it is not spoken through the mouth but I know that  I really have to explain and make &#8220;lambing&#8221; to my boyfriend. I can&#8217;t really forget his face and I can&#8217;t even help to smile whenever I remember his face at that night. </p>
	<p>I really value Ryan so much! He is not just a good lover but also a very good friend!
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		<title>Moving Forward for a Difference</title>
		<link>http://vhanz.blogsome.com/2005/07/26/moving-forward-for-a-difference/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 10:16:54 +0000</pubDate>
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	I am already 20 years old, yet there are still lots of things I have to learn in life. There are even things young people have experienced which I still don&#8217;t. Although I am equipped with proper education but there are still things education won&#8217;t be able to teach us- and that is having experienced [...]]]></description>
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	<p>I am already 20 years old, yet there are still lots of things I have to learn in life. There are even things young people have experienced which I still don&#8217;t. Although I am equipped with proper education but there are still things education won&#8217;t be able to teach us- and that is having experienced the things education has taught us.</p>
	<p>I started discovering these feelings and realization when we had our company outing and team-building but I guess I have to share lots from this later.</p>
	<p>&#8216;Til next!
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