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<title><![CDATA[Another Look at a Wish]]></title>
<link>http://empressofalexandria.wordpress.com/?p=3</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 08:43:03 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[While reading a highly insightful book &#8220;A Wish Can Change Your Life&#8221; by Gahl Sasson and ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While reading a highly insightful book "A Wish Can Change Your Life" by Gahl Sasson and Steve Weinstein, I had an epiphany that had to be shared with the world. </p>
<p>As the popularity of "The Secret" has reached worldwide proportions many turned to the power of Law of Attraction in a hearfelt attemp to change their lives.  Yet, there is another profound truth that has not been relieved, yet is as important if not more then the above mentioned Law.  Our wishes can also be a form of predictions to what about to come into our lives.  We might think that we are wishing it and are pleasantrly surprised when it pleasantly comes true, yet these results could've been formed and preditermined way before we even thought of it and assumed that these are our wishes. </p>
<p>These would explain why some "wished" don't come true.  If we all stop for a moment and think of the kinds of wishes have materialized in our lives, we will realize that those were the ones we felt confident and passionate about.  Those were the ones we had a strong sense of conviction that they were about to come.  So the did.  And who is to say that we were not predicting with our thoughts what was already destined to appear. Yet, we often have wishes that we carry with us on and off, and yet when we sit down with those wishes and try to connect to them on the deeper more intimate level, we feel uncomfortable and insecure.  Those are marely thought forms that have nothing to do with our future, at least not in immediate sense.  Therefor they stay as such, our thoughts with no outcome, Therefor they stay as such, our thoughts with no outcome, unleass it is something that will serve our greatest good, then there is a hope for it to come true. </p>
<p>I hope my contemplation on a Wish made sense to you.  Would love to have some comments and or discussion.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Manplug - Wish]]></title>
<link>http://noisemusic.wordpress.com/2008/07/06/manplug-wish/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 08:13:43 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>noisemusic</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[ 
  Artist: ManplugAlbum: Wish
Tracks :


Wish

Download Manplug - Wish

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<blockquote> <span style="font-size:130%;"> Artist: Manplug<br>Album: Wish<br></span></p></blockquote>
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<li><img alt="MP3Logo" border="0" src="http://lh6.google.co.uk/clubmusicsearch/R0_z4Y8NzZI/AAAAAAAAABY/aNNVAOMfLdE/s144/headphones.gif" />Wish</li>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a href="http://mp3tiptop.com/search.php?q=Manplug"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Download Manplug - Wish</span></a></span></div>
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<title><![CDATA[I HAVE / HAD A DREAM]]></title>
<link>http://sonalismrules.wordpress.com/?p=159</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 14:35:32 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Sonu</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[


All those who listen to Westlife might know of their popular song, &#8220;I have a dream&#8230;.]]></description>
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<p><strong>All those who listen to Westlife might know of their popular song, <a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/westlife/ihaveadream.html">"I have a dream...."</a></strong></p>
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<p><strong>Sometimes I wonder whether life is really as positive and as colorful as described in the song. Do our beliefs really have the potential to conquer any damn thing in this world? Is life really as easy as this....that we get anything that we wish for....that all are dreams are born to be fulfilled....that all desires that originate in our hearts set to reach their destination...</strong></p>
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<p><strong>I used to think, all dreams get fulfilled. But its not so. Some remain buried in the heart forever....not to be forgotten but to remind us that at some point of the time when we had the control of our life, we never took it. We let ourselves to be carried away with the flow and now we look back and regret that life is not what we wanted it to be!!!</strong></p>
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<p><strong>What remains back are shadows of the past that keep on haunting...</strong></p>
<p><strong>If you have the strength to fight back, perhaps its never too late. Now may be the time to get up and set things right. What never manifested when there was a time for it, perhaps can return on different time-lines. There was afterall, never a WRONG time to do the RIGHT thing!</strong></p>
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<p><strong>It's how we feel within ourselves----</strong></p>
<p><strong>I <em>HAVE</em> a dream   OR</strong></p>
<p><strong>I <em>HAD</em> a dream</strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Wish ،!]]></title>
<link>http://4majeed.wordpress.com/?p=134</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 23:37:56 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>عبد المجيد</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[
أسامة من جديد  ،، بدأت أكرهك فعلاً  ،، لولا أني أحبك لكن]]></description>
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<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><a href="http://jidar.wordpress.com/2008/06/25/33/">أسامة</a></strong> من جديد </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /></span><span style="color:#000000;"> ،، بدأت أكرهك فعلاً </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، لولا أني أحبك لكنت كرهتك </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-48" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/blb6.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، ( <span style="color:#808080;">نحتاج إلى مترجم</span> </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-48" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/blb6.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">) ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">عالأقل هالواجب يوسع الصدر شوي ويحرقه بنفس الوقت </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">موب زي واجبات بعض الناس الي أول حرف من اسمهم <a href="http://hathoo.ws/">هذيان</a> مدري <a href="http://mblog.ws/">مضيعة</a> </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-46" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/18.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /></span><span style="color:#000000;"> ،، نسيت والله </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-46" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/18.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">ما علينا ،، نبدأ بالواجب الحليو ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span>الشروط :</span></strong></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">* في مدونتك أكتب الشروط، وعشرة آمال تتمناها في حياتك. ( <span style="color:#808080;">طيب</span> </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">) ،،</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">* أختر 5 أشخاص آخرين ليقوموا بحل هذا الواجب وضع رابط مدوناتهم أيضاً. ( <span style="color:#808080;">آسف</span> </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">) ،،</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">* أخبر الأشخاص الــ 5 بأنهم أختيروا لحل هذا الواجب. (<span style="color:#808080;"> آسف² </span></span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">) ،،</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">* إجادة اللغة الإنجليزية تحدثاً وكتابة </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-46" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/18.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#000000;">* تشترط خبرة ثلاثمية وستين عام من السباحة الأفقية والإملاء والخط العربي </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-48" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/blb6.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-!</span><span style="color:#000000;">-!-!-</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span>Wish List :</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">1- أتمنى أن أطير <img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-42" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/04.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> ،، أكبر أحلامي هو الطيران بأجنحة أو بدونها مع أني أفضل الأجنحة </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-46" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/18.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، ياريت يخترعون شنطة فيها أجنحة </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">2- أتمنى أن أتزوج قريباً </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /></span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /></span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">3- أتمنى أن يرضى عني والديّ <img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-66" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/07.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">4- أتمنى أن أتوفق في حياتي ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">5- أتمنى أن تنمسح الواجبات من الوجود </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">6- أتمنى أن يصبح أول مولود لدي بنت حبوبة وحلوة <img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-66" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/07.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">7- أتمنى أن أقطع لسان ويد بعض الكتّاب في الجرائد </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">8- أتمنى أن تصير أوضاعنا طبيعية بهالبلد </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، ما نبي نصير أحسن ناس </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، نبي عالأقل نصير ناس </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-49" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/03/02.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">9- أتمنى أن أزور اليابان </span><span style="color:#000000;"><img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-66" src="http://4majeed.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/07.gif?w=18" alt="" width="18" height="18" /> </span><span style="color:#000000;">،، أضف إليه تعلم اللغة اليابانية ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">10- أتمنى وبشدة أن يختم لي بخير وشهادة ،، وأن أدخل الفردوس الأعلى من الجنة ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>Done</strong> ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">انصراف 8) ،،</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Wish]]></title>
<link>http://veryveggiesafe.wordpress.com/?p=50</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 20:13:54 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>airolyn</dc:creator>
<guid>http://veryveggiesafe.wordpress.com/?p=50</guid>
<description><![CDATA[The title of this entry is rather random but it felt right so I think I will just leave it up to int]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The title of this entry is rather random but it felt right so I think I will just leave it up to interpretation. I really shouldn't still be on now because of my current state, but I'm taking advantage of being on while I can because I'm not alowed on later because my family is leaving to go to a fourth of July picnic with their church. I'm not going 'cause I puked. I'm still shaking. Ugh.</p>
<p>Acually, I think this title might work. My <strong>wish</strong> is that I could die right now. That or be saved. Saved in some random yet still save-like-ish way. I'm making no sense. I should get off now but instead I'm going to ramble untill I'm forced off.</p>
<p>Bleh.</p>
<p>Sigh, bark, yuck.</p>
<p>Barf* not bark.</p>
<p>See...?</p>
<p>Problems.</p>
<p>No comment.</p>
<p>20 views today so far, 33 yesterday, 67 the day before. Yay.</p>
<p>Now with this being my...3rd (or second, I don't remember, I'm too screwed up) post of the day I think I will get more. Views that is. I <strong>wish</strong> I had more everyday, like that 67 day, but not all <strong>wish</strong>es come true. In fact, very few things people <strong>wish</strong> for come true...or maybe that's just in my life.</p>
<p>Sigh.</p>
<p>Cut...er, cucumber. Typo again.</p>
<p>Haha, maybe Maggie's name for me on her blog was right - Vegetarian Emo Girl - Veg.</p>
<p>But I admit nothing.</p>
<p>Please don't be scared away by all this, oh dear readers, I'm simply sick and dilutional...</p>
<p>I can't even spell.</p>
<p>And, no, I am not cutting.</p>
<p>Chill.</p>
<p>Did I mention I <strong>wish</strong> I could curl up....or, not even curl up. I<strong> wish</strong> I could just sleep right now. For a long time.</p>
<p>Now.</p>
<p><strong>Wish</strong> seems so...perfect...</p>
<p>I don't even know why.</p>
<p>I think I need to talk to someone, via compy, but I can't 'cause I'll be booted off before anyone I really know reads this.</p>
<p>This is why teenage life sucks. Melissa (house guest and friend of Tiffany's) asked if teenage life sux and I said yea. She asked why. I simply couldn't formulate an answer because so many things in our fragile teenage lives can suck and go horribly wrong. Well Melissa, even though you don't read my blog your explanation of why life sucks is above.</p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#003366;">Wish...</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#008080;">Wish...</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#33cccc;">Wish...</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#00ffff;">Wish...</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color:#ccffff;">Wish...</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">But <strong>wish</strong>es fade...just like those colors. </span></p>
<p>Anyone feel like saving me...? For I <strong>wish</strong> to be saved...</p>
<p>~Air...</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Hate]]></title>
<link>http://veryveggiesafe.wordpress.com/?p=48</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 19:41:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>airolyn</dc:creator>
<guid>http://veryveggiesafe.wordpress.com/?p=48</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I feel so sick right now - both mentally and physically. This hatered that I&#8217;m feeling right n]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I feel so sick right now - both mentally and physically. This hatered that I'm feeling right now is eating me up inside, and it's makeing me physically sick. I swear I'm about to barf. I just wanna curl up and die somewhere, and soon. I grabbed my iPod and put it on shuffle and the first song that came on was "She Will Be Loved" and it was just so fitting.</p>
<p>Thank God the computer is right near the bathroom 'cause I just lost this morning's pancakes.</p>
<p>Anyway, that particular Maroon 5 song just always says something to me so the fact that it came on was...scary. Then "Dance Hall Drug" came on which was equally perfect because that's the song I always go to when I'm upset. It's wierd (just like multiple other recent things in my life). Music is like...my life to some extent, and the songs that randomely come on alot on the radio or on my iPod at certain times are just so relevent...it works.</p>
<p>I'm just so mad right now at my life - my siblings, my dad, myself. I have no clue. It can't be healthy though. My siblings are just so...mean. It's not like them to go this far. I'm being treated more so like the outcast than I ever have been before. Everyone has their partner or their group in the house except me. I'm so out of it.</p>
<p>Chris is speaking German right now. Have I used the word "fitting" yet in this post?!?! Because I really can't stand German (no offense to anyone). I just don't think it's a pretty langage - it's not something I want to hear.</p>
<p>I'm about to fucking pass out.</p>
<p>Ugh.</p>
<p>*Barf.* No joke.</p>
<p>The scars on my wrist are burning...there was a time when I felt like this much more than I have recently and I dealt with it... "that way." Now I think I'm almost back to that point right now. I don't know what to do...</p>
<p>My hands...no, my whole body is shaking as I type this. I've hit the backspace key way more than usual. That's how many mistakes I'm making.</p>
<p>I feel like sh*t, you can tell 'cause I'm cursing so much. I think I'll just fall asleep on the compy 'cause I'm so tired and I can't keep typing. My thoughts aren't coming together properly either. I'll try to do another, more sensible post on this later.</p>
<p> Untill then, goodafternoon, goodnight.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Another year ticks by...]]></title>
<link>http://naamtobatao.wordpress.com/?p=89</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 03:40:17 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Arpit</dc:creator>
<guid>http://naamtobatao.wordpress.com/?p=89</guid>
<description><![CDATA[This vacation marked the fourth anniversary of my life in Delhi. I must say it&#8217;s been quite an]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This vacation marked the fourth anniversary of my life in Delhi. I must say it's been quite an exciting ride, full of ups and downs, twists and turns, but when I look back, it's all been worth it!</p>
<p>No matter how much they try, emulating the roller-coaster called life is difficult to the extent of being impossible. I just wish that this coming year goes smooth and sassier than before! It actually seems quite difficult because of a major kick-ass examination that's coming up. But lets hope that I get through easily.</p>
<p>Ok! That's all for now. I'll write more about the exam as it comes near because as you can u'stand, it'd be the only thing on my mind then!</p>
<p>P.S. My best wishes also go out to all those students who have been surfing similar tides! Besta' Luck guys!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[the most beautiful thing: aspire]]></title>
<link>http://themostbeautifulthing.wordpress.com/?p=54</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 02:54:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>hmphilipp</dc:creator>
<guid>http://themostbeautifulthing.wordpress.com/?p=54</guid>
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I aspire to alleviate suffering in the world.
I aspire to enlightenment.
I aspire to musical stardo]]></description>
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I aspire to alleviate suffering in the world.</div>
<div class="run_on">I aspire to enlightenment.</div>
<div class="run_on">I aspire to musical stardom.</div>
<div class="run_on">I aspire to achieving lasting love.</div>
<div class="run_on">I aspire to fly.</div>
<div class="run_on">I aspire to beauty.</div>
<div class="run_on">Not necessarily in this order.</div>
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<dl><span class="variant">as·pi·ra·tion</span> 
<dt>Pronunciation: \<span class="unicode">ˌ</span>as-pə-<span class="unicode">ˈ</span>rā-shən\</dt>
<dt>Function: <em>noun</em></dt>
<dt>Date: 14th century</dt>
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<div class="defs"><span class="sense_break"><span class="sense_label start">1 a</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> audible breath that accompanies or comprises a speech sound</span> <span class="sense_label">b</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> the pronunciation or addition of an aspiration</span><span class="sense_content">; <em>also</em></span> <span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> the symbol of an aspiration </span><span class="sense_break"><span class="sense_label start">2</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> a drawing of something in, out, up, or through by or as if by suction: as</span> <span class="sense_label">a</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> the act of breathing and especially of breathing in</span> <span class="sense_label">b</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> the withdrawal of fluid or tissue from the body</span> <span class="sense_label">c</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> the taking of foreign matter into the lungs with the respiratory current </span><span class="sense_break"><span class="sense_label start">3 a</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> a strong desire to achieve something high or great</span> <span class="sense_label">b</span><span class="sense_content"><strong>:</strong> an object of such desire</span>  </p>
<div class="synonym"><strong>synonyms</strong> see ambition<br />
— <span class="variant">as·pi·ra·tion·al</span>  <span class="pronchars">\-<span class="unicode">ˈ</span>rā-sh(ə-)nəl\</span> <em>adjective</em></div>
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<title><![CDATA[TRUTH THURSDAY: I wish]]></title>
<link>http://singsingsingsing.wordpress.com/2008/07/03/truth-thursday-i-wish/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 02:16:29 +0000</pubDate>
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I wish that I could let go, of fears, pain, worries. I want to be FREE. I wish I had the cour]]></description>
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<p>I wish that I could let go, of fears, pain, worries. I want to be FREE. I wish I had the courage to be and like myself. I wish I were content. I wish I could get rid of all the anger I have. I wish I had a better life. I wish I didn't complain so much.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[No One Hurts Arnie.]]></title>
<link>http://janelleybean.wordpress.com/?p=64</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 21:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>janelleybean</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[     Why to I live? I am such an ungrateful person. I don&#8217;t do anything for other people a]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     Why to I live? I am such an ungrateful person. I don't do anything for other people and that doesn't bother me. That should bother a  good person right? Well, why doesn't it bother me. I should be the type of person who tries to help others and stands up for the underdog. Why don't I? When you think about it, I don't do anything positive. I'm not even happy to be alive. A lot of the time I wish I wasn't, but I have it all so easy. The biggest thing that bothers me is whether or not my boyfriend is thinking about me. I can live. I can breathe. I can think for myself. I can give myself a bath. There are so many people in this world that can't do that and I can. I can walk, but do I think about that? No. Of course not because I am a selfish bitch who doesn't care about anything or anyone.</p>
<p>     The selfless people who try and save the world. I wish I could be more like them, but I know that I never will be. The thing is that helping people really does make me happy. I mean, I want to be a social worker when I grow up. How can I want to do so many selfless things when I can't even do charity work. There are so many people in this world that need someone. They need someone to understand them and not pity them. I want to be that for someone. I want to bring someone joy and not because it makes me feel good, but because it makes THEM feel good. I want to be a good person.</p>
<p>     The only thing that is stopping me is me though. How is it that people who mental disabilities can be so nice to people, and me, who has everything, can't talk to her neighbor. A lot of people would tell you that i am a good person and I love them for saying it, but the truth is that I'm not. i'm not a good person. I have became an angry person who only cares about myself. Even now. I can watch a movie and cry, but it's never because I am sad about what happened, it's because it makes me think of something from my past. I can't be selfless for two fucking seconds. Why can't I just help people?</p>
<p>     How am I going ot help people for a living when I can't even be all that nice to my friends? How am I ever going to be nice? I tend to cling on to things that makes me angry. In the real world I am always feeling sorry for myself. I am always thinking about myself. Sometimes, I just wish that I could be a good person. I just wish I could not be me sometimes.</p>
<p>    I want to be someone like Gilbert Grape.</p>
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<link>http://sayheyday.wordpress.com/?p=21</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 02:11:21 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ikarl67</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[A co-worker told me today that he has a friend who lost a leg (below the knee) due to hospital error]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A co-worker told me today that he has a friend who lost a leg (below the knee) due to hospital error. As a result of this error, his friend was awarded $1.5 Million! </p>
<p> For $2 Million, they could have BOTH of my shins! Part of the deal would be that they have to hook me up with some of those <a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/07_01/pistoriusMS0707_228x547.jpg" target="_blank">cool spring legs</a> ! </p>
<p>Besides the obvious advantages of having fake feet (Geo Metro-like speed, Dumpster leaping, backflips on demand), here are 6 reasons I personally want spring shins: </p>
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<li>No more toe jam</li>
<li>Save big bucks on shoes</li>
<li>Ingrown toenails eliminated forever</li>
<li>I would be stub-proof</li>
<li>Would win every fire-walking competition I entered</li>
<li>NO MORE <a href="http://media.urbandictionary.com/image/large/kankles-30881.jpg" target="_blank">CANKLES</a>! </li>
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<title><![CDATA[Wishing]]></title>
<link>http://margothere.wordpress.com/?p=114</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 20:22:36 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>margothere</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Our next Artist Trading Card (ATC) topic is &#8220;Connection&#8221;, and this is my gal &#8220;Wish]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a rel="attachment wp-att-115" href="http://margothere.wordpress.com/2008/07/02/wishing/wishing/"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-115" src="http://margothere.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/wishing.jpg?w=187" alt="\" width="187" height="300" /></a>Our next <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Artist_trading_cards" target="_blank">Artist Trading Card</a> (ATC) topic is "Connection", and this is my gal "Wishing" to connect. She wants to connect with these birds - she wants them to come to her and she wants to fly off with them. If she just tries harder...</p>
<p>Actually, she is too big to be an ATC.</p>
<p>In the meantime, until I am more confident and consistent, and since she keeps on showing up, I am going to let myself work through this image. This girl from my childhood offers me a comfortable way to explore and create. Maybe someday she'll turn around and I'll see her face. Or, maybe I'll just follow her and find something new.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[The Wishbone, an American Hoax?]]></title>
<link>http://joelsopinion.wordpress.com/?p=82</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 18:42:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>joelsopinion</dc:creator>
<guid>http://joelsopinion.wordpress.com/?p=82</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Do you actually receive your heart&#8217;s desire when you break the the bigger half of a wishbone? ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do you actually receive your heart's desire when you break the the bigger half of a wishbone? Maybe. I've got this theory on the origin of the wishbone myth. I have not done any actual research, but by all rational accounts I should be correct in my thinking. It dates back to the first celebration of Thanksgiving. (Note: all names and accounts, albeit true, are completely fictitious in nature.) There are two possible origins, one leading to the assumption that the wishbone works, the other that it does not.</p>
<p>Background: After the thanksgiving meal a pilgrim named Jon Callahan initiated a bet with Chris Thorton. The details of the bet were that if Chris could break the wishbone with one of the natives he would inherit a wish from a leprechaun. (Note that Callahan is an Irish name.) After explaining this to the natives, who's names have not been recorded due to their slaughter at the hands of pilgrims and other invaders of what was once a beautiful land, the rules of the contest the tradition began. And here are the two most likely scenarios.</p>
<p>1: Chris Thorton, just before pulling, farts and thinks to himself "I hope none of the natives finds out it was me." He then gets the bigger half of the wishbone, and his wish. As soon after the first thanksgiving meal, the European 'discoverers' began blotting out from history this lands original occupants and the fact that Chris Thorton did in fact fart at the dinner table.</p>
<p>2: The Native American just before pulling thinks to himself "This game sucks, I hope these guys get back on their ship and go home. It's late and we have to hunt deer in the morning. Not to mention this guy just farted right next to me. That's just rude." Then he pulls the bigger half of the wishbone, but gets no wish. After which his people and other tribes are eradicated from the face of the earth.</p>
<p>So there you have it. If you believe in wishes and magic and fairies and shit, follow the first theory. If you don't, then the second suits you better. In any event the masacre of this land indigenious people was due to a fart, a wish, and an Irishman named Jon Callahan. But one thing that we can all agree on, is that Wishbone actually makes a good Thousand Island salad dressing.</p>
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<link>http://vinayprajapati.wordpress.com/?p=1005</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 08:16:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>विनय प्रजापति</dc:creator>
<guid>http://vinayprajapati.wordpress.com/?p=1005</guid>
<description><![CDATA[वक़्त का पहना उतार आये
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#000000;">वक़्त का पहना उतार आये<br />
कुछ लम्हे मरके गुज़ार आये</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">ख़ाबों में सही अपना तो माना<br />
दिल को मेरे अपना तो जाना</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">खट्टे-मीठे रिश्ते चख लिये हैं<br />
कुछ सच्चे पलकों पे रख लिये हैं</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">ख़ाहिशों का बवण्डर है दिल<br />
दिल को उसके दर पे छोड़ आये</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">तेरी रज़ा क्या मेरी रज़ा क्या<br />
वफ़ाई-बेवफ़ाई की वजह क्या</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">दस्तूर-ए-इश्क़ से रिश्ते हुए हैं<br />
दिलों में रहकर फ़रिश्ते हुए हैं</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">ख़ला-ख़ला सजायी एक महफ़िल<br />
महफ़िलों से उठके चले आये</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#000000;">वक़्त का पहना उतार आये<br />
कुछ लम्हे मरके गुज़ार आये</span></p>
<hr />शायिर: विनय प्रजापति ‘नज़र’<br />
लेखन वर्ष: २००४ </p>
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<link>http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/?p=374</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 03:22:44 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>gem</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Making kids believe that Santa Claus really exist is fast becoming a legend in itself, rather than a]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="size-full wp-image-376 alignright" style="float:right;" src="http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/santalogov01a.jpg" alt="" width="120" height="65" />Making kids believe that Santa Claus really exist is fast becoming a legend in itself, rather than a thought that will keep kids waiting in anticipation for the greatest gifts that they can get during the time of the year. Parents often make children believe in Santa Claus at a very young age - primarily to motivate them to do several good deeds throughout the year.</p>
<p>Indeed, giving out <a href="http://www.jinglebelljunction.com/7waystokeep.shtml" target="_blank">Santa letters</a> and gifts to our kids needs a lot of creativity. You would not want your child to realize that his next-door best friend gets to have a better Santa gift and letter, so it is often better to consider having a custom made Santa package made for your kid.</p>
<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-378" src="http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/animatedlogo_120x90_v01a.gif" alt="PackageFromSanta.com" width="120" height="90" /><strong>PackageFromSanta.com</strong> reminds us to prepare for the ultimate gift and <a href="http://www.packagefromsanta.com/order.aspx" target="_blank">letter from Santa</a> to give to our children. What really makes their service unique from the other Santa packages is that they do more by giving out custom letters for each kid - so each kid in your household and even in the neighborhood gets to have a unique set of Santa letters which will definitely convince them that Santa Claus really monitors their good deeds.</p>
<p><img class="size-full wp-image-377 alignright" style="float:right;" src="http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/santaimageryv02a.jpg" alt="" width="125" height="125" />The site has three Santa packages that make a perfect setup for your kids: the simplest basic package is simply a letter from Santa complete with the red metallic envelope; but their deluxe package offer is definitely worth buying off from the site. The latter is made up of <a href="http://www.packagefromsanta.com" target="_blank">letters from Santa</a> and Rudolph, an official Nice List Certificate, a glossy autographed photo of Santa Claus, magical reindeer food that comes from the North pole, an authentic collector's piece of swatch fabric from Santa's suit, an audio CD of Santa's personalized greeting - all of these are shipped out in a nice red box that kids will surely love to see with their name on it.</p>
<p>Oh, have I mentioned that the child can write back to Santa Claus with the return address provided with each package?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[A Birthday Wish]]></title>
<link>http://craftyhorror.wordpress.com/?p=19</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 19:53:39 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>rxanna</dc:creator>
<guid>http://craftyhorror.wordpress.com/?p=19</guid>
<description><![CDATA[My birthdays usually come and go with very little much to say other than I got some sleep. I truly d]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My birthdays usually come and go with very little much to say other than I got some sleep. I truly doubt that this year will be any different because at the end of the day...I want more sleep.</p>
<p>I did however find something that I want more than sleep. I won't cry if I don't get it but I will always want this <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=12920144" target="_blank">bag</a></p>
<p><img class="aligncenter" src="http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_430xN.30517940.jpg" alt="Etsy bag by Iragrant" /></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Charity fulfills 150,000th dream for ill children]]></title>
<link>http://awwwww.wordpress.com/?p=79</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 18:06:33 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>rtaustin</dc:creator>
<guid>http://awwwww.wordpress.com/?p=79</guid>
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Make-A-Wish Foundation also mounts new drive to reach more children -  Twenty-seven years after gra]]></description>
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<p><strong>Make-A-Wish Foundation also mounts new drive to reach more children - </strong> Twenty-seven years after granting the wish of a terminally ill 7-year-old, the Make-A-Wish Foundation on Tuesday made its 150,000th dream come true.</p>
<p>To celebrate the milestone, the charity has launched a new campaign called “Destination Joy,” presented by Lays brand potato chips. The campaign encourages people to give their money, time and talent to the organization and to help it fulfill its objective of granting a wish to every one of the 25,000 children diagnosed with life-threatening illnesses every year in the United States.</p>
<p>Currently, the foundation grants one wish every 41 minutes, but is able to fulfill the dreams of only about half of the children diagnosed with life-threatening illnesses every year.<!--more--></p>
<p>As part of the “Destination Joy” drive, Lay’s is inviting consumers to share their own moment of joy online on its Web site. For each submission, the Make-A-Wish Foundation will receive $1, up to a maximum of $460,000, from the Lay’s brand. The “Share the Joy” program is the first effort as part of the multi-year partnership between the Lay’s brand and the world’s largest wish-granting organization.</p>
<p>Make-A-Wish President and CEO David Williams said he hopes “Destination Joy” also educates the public about the foundation’s mission, which extends to children who have life-threatening illnesses but are not necessarily dying.</p>
<p>‘Joyful work’<br />
“There is a common misconception about Make-A-Wish that it is only for kids with terminal illnesses,” he said. “Regardless of what happens with the child, it is important to remember that it is a joyful work to get the child to dream and to be a kid again.”</p>
<p>The Make-A-Wish Foundation has been inspiring dreams and giving hope since 1980, when a group of Arizona law enforcement officers banded together to make a dream come true for 7-year-old Christopher James Greicius, who was being treated for leukemia.</p>
<p>Chris dreamed of becoming a police officer and, after he took a turn for the worse, the officers went all out to have a custom-made Arizona Department of Public Safety trooper uniform made for him and arranged a ride in a department helicopter to headquarters as part of his special day. Chris passed away just a few days later.</p>
<p>Since then, countless volunteers and companies have helped make the Make-A-Wish Foundation a success. The Walt Disney Co has been a generous corporate sponsor, for example, helping to grant 40 percent of the wishes the organization fulfills each year. And more than 700 celebrities are involved each year in wish giving.</p>
<p>One father-son team has been responsible for granting a remarkable number of wishes over the past three years.</p>
<p>Paul Teutul Sr. and Paul Teutul Jr., who own and operate Orange County Choppers in Montgomery, N.Y., received the Chris Greicius Celebrity Wish Granter Of The Year Award in October 2005 for their work with the foundation.</p>
<p>They have so far granted 39 children’s wishes and put their talents building custom motorcycles to work by creating the “Make-A-Wish Chopper.” They invited dozens of sick children to attend the recent unveiling at their bike shop in upstate New York.</p>
<p>‘It's the least we can do'<br />
Asked about their work on behalf of the Make-A-Wish Foundation, the Teutuls say, “It is about spreading good, making wishes come true and getting kids what they want. It is the least we can do.”</p>
<p>The good that the wish granters do for ill children cannot be overstated, said Pat McCarty, whose son Brendan was diagnosed with a tumor on his brain at 11.</p>
<p>“Initially, my first reaction was shock, then fear for my child, then anger – why him? It should be me,” he said.</p>
<p>McCarty of Chesapeake, Va., was frightened when he learned that a hospital worker had nominated Brendan for a wish, assuming that meant his son wouldn’t make it. But McCarty now credits Brendan’s wish being granted as a turning point in his son’s recovery and he is now a national board member of the foundation.</p>
<p>Brendan McCarty fell in love with trains at the age of 6, and his wish was to take a trip on the American Orient Express, the premier private passenger service in North America.</p>
<p>“It was a life-changing trip”, Pat McCarty said.</p>
<p>“It was as if a fog lifted and we were able to focus on our family and each other again and share joy,” he said. “It was a chance to reconnect and turn away from the needles and treatment.”</p>
<p>Five and a half years later there is no sign of growth in the inoperable brain tumor and 17 year old Brendan is living a full and active life – going to school, playing trumpet in the marching band and working as a cart attendant at a new Target store.</p>
<p>Brendan still has a passion for trains and has vivid memories of his Make-A-Wish voyage.</p>
<p>“The trip meant more than anything to me,” he said. “It changed how I felt about my tumor and helped me to think of the dream I always wanted to do.”</p>
<p><em>Originally posted on <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/19050290/">MSNBC</a> </em></p>
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<dc:creator>graduateapprentice</dc:creator>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of the great features of working with <a title="Stef" href="http://www.stef.io" target="_self">Stef</a> is the variety of the placement, and today was a perfect example of just how the Creative Sector work.  We spend the afternoon at the <a title="Kitchen Garden Cafe" href="http://www.kitchengardencafe.co.uk/" target="_blank">Kitchen Garden Cafe</a> (who make excellent BLT's by the way) with <a title="Andrew Dubber" href="http://andrewdubber.com/" target="_self">Andrew Dubber</a>, playing around with one of his ideas.  Its a very simple one, but after a very productive afternoon, the idea was turned into reality. Its called I So Wish... and you can view the site <a title="I So Wish" href="http://www.isowish.com" target="_blank">here</a>.</p>
<p>Andrew wanted to create somewhere on the web where anyone could simply visit a site and make a wish.  No sign ups, no profiles, no mess, just the ability to make a very simple wish and leave it there for the rest of the World to see. <a href="http://www.stef.io"> Stef</a> and I have been working on something similar with the "pledges" on <a title="Odadeo" href="http://odadeo.com" target="_self">Odadeo</a>, and Stef used it as a great opportunity to 'flex his rails' (N.B - Rails is a piece of software used to code websites.  Its apparently very easy and simple to use, but it still looks like foreign to me!).  The results are fantastic, a very user friendly little site which fits the purpose perfectly, as seen below:</p>
<p><a href="http://graduateapprentice.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/isowish.png"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-61" src="http://graduateapprentice.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/isowish.png" alt="What Would You Wish For?" width="500" height="217" /></a></p>
<p>So <a title="I So Wish" href="http://www.isowish.com" target="_self">take a look and make a wish</a>.  Its completely open, you can wish for whatever you want... so feel free to be creative.  There are sure to be lots of developments on the site, and perhaps some of the wishes may even be granted...</p>
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<link>http://bernardumali.wordpress.com/?p=126</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 16:24:56 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>bernardumali</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[At last, nakakita na naman ako ng sandali para mag update, magsulat at buuin ang nasa sa isip ko. Bi]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At last, nakakita na naman ako ng sandali para mag update, magsulat at buuin ang nasa sa isip ko. Bihira ito mangyari, madaling mag-isip at magsulat subalit mahirap maghanap ng oras. Marahil sa sobrang kaabalahan. Gusto kong magsulat ng positibo sa pagkakataong ito. Yun bang celebration ang feeling. Magaan.</p>
<p><strong>Customer Service</strong></p>
<p>Mga munting sandali, hindi inaasahan pero nagbibigay kasiyahan.</p>
<p>Bakit lumilipat ang kliyente : 15% dahil may nakitang mas magandang produkto at 15% dahil may nakitang mas mura. Sa madaling salita, kung susumahin, ang  30% ay tungkol sa produkto.  20%  naman ay dahil hindi nabigyan ng atensyon at 49% dahil hindi maganda ang naranasan sa nagbenta. In short, 69% ay may kinalaman sa serbisyo at hindi dahil sa produkto. (customer focus research study forum corporation)</p>
<p>Sa kabuuan, ibig sabihin lang ay ang isyu ay wala sa produkto bagkus sa serbisyo. Kilala ito sa tinatawag na Service Economy.</p>
<p>Naisip kong isulat ang mga kumpanyang nakaranas ako ng hindi maganda subalit naisip kong isulat na lang ang mga kumpanya na masaya ako. Gayundin,dinagdag ko ang mga bagay na nagpapasaya sa akin ngayon.</p>
<p><em>Sun cellular </em>- Hindi ako madalas makapagbayad on time. Madalas ay may mga text messages na ako, paalala na magbayad na. Pagpumupunta ako sa service station nila, lagi akong umuuwing nakangiti. Pakiramdam mo nakamenos ako. Ang isang libo ko, may sukli pa! Kahit Ilang tawag na ang ginawa ko - madalas sa ibang network pa. Mura na, gamit na gamit pa sa opisina.</p>
<p><em>Eastwest and HSBC</em> - di tulad ng ibang credit card, hindi ko nararanasang maharass. Maayos makipag-usap ang mga agent. Hindi rin nakakabigla ang interes. Marunong gumamit ng salita.</p>
<p><em>Pizzahut Bistro</em> - dahil nga pizza and pasta person kami, astig na tambayan ‘to. Samahan pa ng wine. Swak sa food choices namin, hindi rin butas sa bulsa pagbayaran na.</p>
<p><em>Fitness First</em> - From 28% body fats na kailangan kong i-lowerdown sa 17%, in just 1 month nag 17.2% ako kahit nakadesign ang training ko sa 2 months. Astig sa customer service, medyo makulit nga lang dahil sa mga calls na marereceive mo para sa  training schedule, atleast mararamdaman mo ang sincerity nila - kahit pwede ng pigain ang damit mo sa pawis, uuwi kang nakangiti at umaalingawngaw sa tenga mo ang mga katangang start your healthy living today!</p>
<p><em>Sunday programming</em> - I love watching tv pag Sunday. Kapamilya po ako. Sa morning, marathon ng myx. Then shift sa National geographic, balik agad sa ASAP then go to gym, eat out, tambay sa powerbooks baka may public forum ulit then balik sa bahay to watch rated K - I lovit, okay yung concept ng pagiging thematic. PDA. Napapaaga ang uwi ko dahil sa PDA. Fraustrated singer kasi ako, hindi lang halata. Actually pag napakinggan mo, mahahalata mong fraustrated. Then Sharon, kung okay ang topic, very short pero inspiring naman - News, Sundays Best at syempre Urban Zone. Marathon talaga!</p>
<p><em>Human Resource</em> - may mga taong magaan ang loob mo. May mga department na dependable. Before medyo isolated ang office namin kaya bihira kaming maki- mingle sa ibang department pero ngayon na bagong building, unti-unti ay bumubukas ang aming mundo. Consistent na maganda nag impression ko sa Project Dev. -  Intelligent people and very passionate - no sugarcoating, all FF.  Okay rin ang HR, syempre compensation and benefit, madaling lapitan, madaling magprocess... ika nga - may puso lalo na sa oras ng pangangailangan hehehe. Customer care, astig ‘to, isang department na ang trabaho ay mangalaga sa kapakan ng mga client. Totoong may care bears! Astig di ba? Sales Admin / Support, maingay, humble, no pretentious, maligalig at masaya! Marketing Research - importante sa amin ang mga inputs nila. Nakakaexcite sa t'wing ay bagong datos. Alam mong may basis, pinaghirapan at pinagpuyatan Ganun din, very generous sa datos. International and Broker Coordinators, manalo matalo - team pa rin kami! Marami pang department na astig, nagkataon lang na ang mga nabanggit ko ang lagi naming kasama. Astig talaga ang mga FF - for the firm.</p>
<p><em>Wine</em> - weird di ba, pero iba ‘to. Alcoholic in training ata ako. Kapalit ng beer, napapangiti ako sa wine. Walang tama,malinis, healthy - perfect! Sa lahat ng nagbigay ng wine nung birthday ko - Big Thank You!</p>
<p><em>Ipod shuffle</em> - small gadget pero cant live without it lalo na kung tinatapos ko ang assignment ko sa gym. Hindi ko naiinda ang pagod sa pagbuno ng 600-800kcal in 1 hour sa twing nakikinig ako ng music ni Yanni, Josh Groban, Bert Nievera, the Company, at mga Bossa n' Beatles, Bossa n' Marley, Bossa n'Rosses</p>
<p><em>Multitasking / project-oriented work</em> - sa loob ng isang lingo, 5 activities ang kailangan naming matapos. Halos araw-araw except nung Wednesday. Gayunman naging successful naman halos lahat. Astig ang team namin. Modesty aside, very creative, resourceful, dynamic, talented, and focused. Hindi ko naman inabuso ang phrase na modesty aside. 5 lang kami sa department kaya nakakatuwang nagagawa namin ang lahat ng ito. Yun nga lang, sa sobrang kaabalahan ay may mga gawain na hindi ko na naaalala. Tulad ng pagbablog at alalahanin na birthday ko pala.</p>
<p><strong>Something Serious (but still positive, I hope)</strong></p>
<p>Mas naging abala kami sa kakaisip kung paano mapapabuti ang kalidad ng aming serbisyo. Gaya ng ilang kumpanya at karanasan ng iba, wala naman talagang perpektong grupo. Sabi ni Rom Zemke, quality is what the customer says it is. PERIOD. Masaklap pero yun ang ideya niya.</p>
<p>May mga internal client kami - ito yung mga hindi namin direktang kliyente, sila ang aming mga business partners, sellers, even employees etc. Ang mga sellers bagamat hindi tuwirang empleyado ay pinapahalagan ng kumpanya dahil sa kanilang kontribusyon. Walang mas mababa at walang nakatataas maging empleyado man o mga sellers. Wala dapat makaranas na second rate sila o discriminated.</p>
<p>May mga bulong  na ika nga ay bulung-bulungan subalit maingay pa sa hiyaw. Umaalingawngaw, naririnig, walang pumanpansin hanggang sa sumabog at kumalat gamit ang technology ng email. Hindi naging maganda ang paraan; narinig, pinaniwalaan, hinusgahan, binalewala, kinatakutan, naging source ng entertainment at kung anu-ano pa. Ano man ang motibo, mamahiya ba ng tao o departamento o sadyang helpless at desperado, walang makapagsasabi. Kung may nakuha man siya - ito ay yung kahit papaano ay napakinggan siya</p>
<p>Nag-aabang ang ilan. Whats next? Kung ako ang tatanungin, sa point of view ng isang trainer - isa itong datos na magagamit bilang training needs analysis. May nasaktan kaya may umaray. Hindi ko sinasabing tama. Ang totoo, sa tingin ko ay mali ang paraan. Sana nilagay sa tamang forum.</p>
<p>Next - isang text ang natanggap ko. May kumakalat na naman na email, nakaaddress daw sa akin. Aaminin ko, kinabahan ako kung ako naman ang nirereklamo. Nung mabasa ko, weird. Hindi ako ang nirereklamo. Hindi ko rin pangalan ang nasa address, nagkataon lang na parang ako at sa akin iyon. Sigh.gayunman, hindi ko nababasa ang sinasabi niya bagkus may nababasa akong iba. Sinasang-ayunan niya ang unang sulat subalit sadyang may-iba, hindi ko maramdaman ang damdamin. Walang lalim. Parang inuugnay nya ako at tama nga ang hinala ko nang may makausap ako, pinagdududahan pala ako ng ilan na may kinalaman sa pagpapalabas ng mga hinaing na iyon. Kakaiba. Parang nagbabasa ako ng iskrip. Kung iskrip man ito, hindi maganda ang plot. Oh well, willing naman akong magbigay ng lecture on how to create a good plot. Yun bang  mala-deconstructivist ang approach. Hindi obvious at hindi madaling mahuli.</p>
<p>Masyado na akong nag-iisip at nalilimutan kong nagdaan pala ang birthday ko at until now ay wala akong birthday wish. Gaya ng sinabi ko sa mga blog ko dati, ang birthday wish ko laging nagkakatotoo!</p>
<p>Paano ako magwiwish at magcecelebrate kung ang dami ko ngang ginagawa. Sa dami niyon, isang pangyayari ang nagmarka nung linggong iyon.</p>
<p>Justice.</p>
<p>Marami ng umaaray at marami ng nasasaktan. May nagsalita, may nakinig subalit walang gumawa o kumilos.</p>
<p>Sinubukan rin akong saktan ngunit hindi ako masyadong naapektuhan. Madali akong makabasa, marunong akong tumingin, nakasaliw ako sa galaw ng hangin. Sadyang hindi nababalutan ng palamuti, ng pera at pangalan ang kakulangan sa sarili - ang insecurities. Patatabain kalang ng pera pero hindi ng respeto, totoong kaibigan, at lalong hindi ng kaligtasan. Hinihintay lang nila ang araw mo at iiwan ka rin nila. Iyan ang kulturang nilikha mo at iyan ang gagamitin nila sa iyo. Natakot ako hindi dahil sa sakit na magagawa sa akin bagkus dahil sa nakaambang balik sa nagtangka nito. Naipon na. Lahat ng maliliit na sakit, mga injustices na isinisigaw ng mga munting taong ginamit at nilamangan; anu't nagkumpul-kumpol at unti-unti sasaboy sa iyo. Walang masamang espiritu, lahat ng iyon, nagmula sa iyo... nilikha ng pagiging ganid. Ang masakit, yung maranasan ang lahat ng iyon unti-unti habang pinapaalala nito ang kasakiman at kasamaang ginawa mo sa kapwa mo, ang sakit na iindahin mo at pagkabagabag kung mapapakinggan ka pa ba o mapapatawad ng mga taong kinasangkapan at niloko mo  - sa pagitan ng purgatoryo at impyerno. Malapit na iyon.</p>
<p>Om Shanti - damhin mo.</p>
<p>Mane Thecel Phares.</p>
<p><em>Ang buhay parang soap opera.... ang drama!</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[So many of my goals have now been accomplished!]]></title>
<link>http://readbetheajennertestimonials.wordpress.com/?p=22</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 15:22:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Bethea Jenner</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Dear Bethea, Thank you so much for this wonderful word and wishes. I appreciate this very muc]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>"Dear Bethea, Thank you so much for this wonderful word and wishes. I appreciate this very much. With your help and support I achieved so many things in my life. With the forecast and horoscope, with your magical thinking and magician diagnostic:-). Thank you so much again and again. "</p>
<p>-Akasimova</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Oprah's Story of Success - I was Touched...]]></title>
<link>http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/?p=358</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 23:59:26 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>gem</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thesingleparent.wordpress.com/?p=358</guid>
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Oprah Winfrey (from Wikipedia)


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One of the most touching stories of success is that]]></description>
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<p>One of the most touching stories of success is that of Oprah Winfrey, a famous talk show host in the US whose Oprah show is also widely aired in the Philippines. I got to know her more through the Forbes website and I was immediately touched by the story of her beginnings: it is rare to see a famous personality talk about rags to riches without anything in return.</p>
<p>Oprah Winfrey is one of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rags_to_riches">nouveau riche</a> people who had very humble beginnings: she grew up in a poor broken family. She was an abused in her very young age. She turned out to be a runaway and got pregnant in her early teens (the baby died later). But her strict father brought her back to the right track and she got the right opportunity to start a new career in life: by being a beauty titlist in her early age. After that pageant she got job opportunities in the journalism in the local TV and from then she got into a very progressive career being a talk show host.</p>
<p>Right now, she has her own TV network and has <a href="http://www.forbes.com/lists/2008/10/billionaires08_Oprah-Winfrey_O0ZT.html" target="_blank">built a two billion empire</a> and gets a <a href="http://www.forbes.com/lists/2008/53/celebrities08_Oprah-Winfrey_O0ZT.html" target="_blank">275 million paycheck</a>, according to Forbes.<br />
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<title><![CDATA[wishful thinking]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 23:59:23 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>surfhoney</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Exhibit A:  I wish I&#8217;d gone to Glastonbury, that ML and I could have gone together. There]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Exhibit A</strong>:  I wish I'd gone to Glastonbury, that ML and I could have gone together. There's always next year.  Actually, I wish I was with ML now now, full-stop.  Location (venue?) doesn't matter.  Just want to be with him.  Long-distance is painful.</p>
<p><strong>Exhibit B</strong>:  I'd like to put a vote in for world peace - as an overnight miracle.  Tonight, preferably.  And that all natural disasters could be predicted fully and accurately months ahead of time and lives saved accordingly.  And that news broadcasters could act less enthused when reporting the 'latest breaking disaster'.  It's a disaster, folks - does the word empathy mean anything to you?  No, I did not say 'Emmy' - EMPATHY.</p>
<p><strong>Exhibit C</strong>:  I am missing my cat, Zelig, something fierce.  I had to give her up because of the move, and she's with EJ in Santa Monica (California) at moment ... I got a picture of Zelig curled up in a cardboard box from EJ, who says Zelig is happy, playful, healthy, and very much loved.  I wish I could have kept her - I love and miss my 'little girl'.</p>
<p><strong>Exhibit D</strong>:  Eight solid hours of sleep.  Enough said.</p>
<p><font size="1"><strong>Exhibit E</strong>:  Sorry for all the whinging.  But it's that time of month (sorry, lads - didn't mean to burden you with TMI).  Ooo - no more of 'these' is at the top of my wishes, too.</font></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Father...]]></title>
<link>http://myfirstlove86.wordpress.com/?p=89</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 16:55:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Pete Rehn</dc:creator>
<guid>http://myfirstlove86.wordpress.com/?p=89</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I feel like dying,
-i feel like trying,
&#8211;i feel like staying alive in,
where i´m standing,
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I feel like dying,<br />
-i feel like trying,<br />
--i feel like staying alive in,<br />
where i´m standing,<br />
trying to be understanding,<br />
but i keep on falling,<br />
yes i´m sinning,<br />
i try to understand my life and,<br />
i cant even keep an eye on who i thought would,<br />
-----------be my wife and,<br />
i dont know, what, i´m trying to sow,<br />
i keep asking,<br />
if i´m really loving,<br />
what you give,<br />
because i don´t deserve,<br />
to live,<br />
and what i preserve,<br />
from my past, will never last,<br />
and i say i´m honest,<br />
but i didn´t tell you all this,<br />
is a painfull wish,<br />
of trying to mix myself into the things i miss,<br />
from what i could not have,<br />
but i´ll make my way to You, and i,<br />
take each step in time,<br />
i´m sorry for believing i am mine,<br />
because i lie,<br />
when i say i´m fine,<br />
i pray You decide,<br />
to end my trial,<br />
because i´ve seen the lies,<br />
i tryed ´em all,<br />
and i watched my fall,<br />
from standing so tall,<br />
now i give up,<br />
i´ve had enough,<br />
because there´s only One who´s,<br />
who´s let me choose,<br />
and shown me real truth,<br />
and taught me through,<br />
foolishness and youth,<br />
that to give myself away,<br />
is the only thing that´ll make a difference anyway,<br />
i Love You,<br />
The Only One Thats Always True,<br />
My God.<br />
and i´m your dog.<br />
<strong><em>Come Holy Spirit...<br />
Because i can´t live with this...</em></strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[The Bee and Jupiter]]></title>
<link>http://kathavarta.wordpress.com/?p=127</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 10:47:46 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>kathavarta</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[A Bee from Mount Hymettus, the queen of the hive, ascended to Olympus to present Jupiter some honey ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Bee from Mount Hymettus, the queen of the hive, ascended to Olympus to present Jupiter some honey fresh from her combs.</p>
<p>Jupiter, delighted with the offering of honey, promised to give whatever she should ask.</p>
<p>She therefore besought him, saying, "Give me, I pray thee, a sting, that if any mortal shall approach to take my honey, I may kill him."</p>
<p>Jupiter was much displeased, for he loved the race of man, but could not refuse the request because of his promise.</p>
<p>He thus answered the Bee: "You shall have your request, but it will be at the peril of your own life. For if you use your sting, it shall remain in the wound you make, and then you will die from the loss of it."</p>
<p><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">Moral:</span></em></strong><br />
Evil wishes, like chickens, come home to roost.<br />
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<title><![CDATA[Wish]]></title>
<link>http://crizteta.wordpress.com/?p=21</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 09:37:04 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Crizteta</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I’ve never been so happy,
Since you came, my thoughts were crappy,
This love made the pain linger,]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">I’ve never been so happy,<br />
Since you came, my thoughts were crappy,<br />
This love made the pain linger,<br />
I just wish you were there.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">It was a Monday afternoon,<br />
I knew we’ll be together soon,<br />
I saw you standing there,<br />
I just wish you’ll be forever here.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">The darkness turned out into light,<br />
I have these emotions to fight,<br />
I can’t make this clear,<br />
I just wish you’ll be here.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">You were my majesty,<br />
Until you made my life a misery,<br />
Now I am so weary,<br />
I just wish you’ll be with me.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">I was proud with this affection,<br />
For I thought it would make a great perfection,<br />
The silence of this room,<br />
I just wish to see you soon.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;">I sing this song to you,<br />
And hope to have any clue,<br />
When will I see a hue?<br />
For all I wish was you.</span></p>
<p align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:century gothic;"><strong>april 23, 2007</strong><br />
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