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	<title>life is worth living make it a better one</title>
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		<title>life is full of hardship</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[	&nbsp;each of us now, have different problem but despite of those problems came into our lives, we find ways how to overcome it. it can make us strong in facing hardship in our life.without problem we dont know how to think a better way just to make us strong.

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>&nbsp;each of us now, have different problem but despite of those problems came into our lives, we find ways how to overcome it. it can make us strong in facing hardship in our life.without problem we dont know how to think a better way just to make us strong.
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		<title>How Would You Define love?????</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 15:22:01 +0000</pubDate>
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love is characterized by the desire to do anything to that person no matter what. and you&#8217;re willing to work out your problem together. and you just cant hardly breathe when you&#8217;re around them and even through you may see them all the time or hardly ever its as if you grt rush of what [...]]]></description>
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<p><span>love is characterized by the desire to do anything to that person no matter what. and you&#8217;re willing to work out your problem together. and you just cant hardly breathe when you&#8217;re around them and even through you may see them all the time or hardly ever its as if you grt rush of what you felt when you got your first kiss&#8230; </span></p>
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		<title>Life as a student</title>
		<link>http://jerme15.blogsome.com/2008/03/14/life-as-a-student/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:06:12 +0000</pubDate>
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Life as a student isn&#8217;t easy. Full of projects,activities,homeworks,and quizzes. But,life in school is not always studying and working. Without your friends you can&#8217;t enjoy your life in school.Your classmates and most especially your inspiration. It&#8217;s not complete without them.Right? All of us had experienced this.Having friends,classmates and especially having an inspiration.Without them life is [...]]]></description>
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<p align="justify"><span>Life as a student isn&#8217;t easy. Full of projects,activities,homeworks,and quizzes. But,life in school is not always studying and working. Without your friends you can&#8217;t enjoy your life in school.Your classmates and most especially your inspiration. It&#8217;s not complete without them.Right? All of us had experienced this.Having friends,classmates and especially having an inspiration.Without them life is boring. Can you imagine studying all alone.To be a student all alone? Isn&#8217;t it easy to give up studying? Life as a students has many sufferings. We must suffer in order for us to succeed. To fail is the starting line of passing. Everyone of us had experienced failures in our lives. So let&#8217;s face the truth.To be a student to let our future brighten.And to be a student for us to reach our goals.:D</span></p>
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		<title>online games</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 12:59:17 +0000</pubDate>
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Most of the teenager now, they spent their time to the&nbsp;Internet cafe just for having fun. Some of them are addicted of their favorite games. They didn&#8217;t realize&nbsp;what are the&nbsp;possible&nbsp; outcome to their life at the end of time. It might be the reason they filled in their examinations because they don&#8217;t have time to [...]]]></description>
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<p align="justify">Most of the teenager now, they spent their time to the&nbsp;Internet cafe just for having fun. Some of them are addicted of their favorite games. They didn&#8217;t realize&nbsp;what are the&nbsp;possible&nbsp; outcome to their life at the end of time. It might be the reason they filled in their examinations because they don&#8217;t have time to study their lesson all they have to do is having fun or enjoy their favorite games. If you are involved with an on line games you can&#8217;t concentrate in your studies because all you have to do is having fun.</p>
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		<title>There are problems in a teenager&#8217;s life</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 12:50:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	There are problems in a teenager&#8217;s life, but I think they are basically a part of evolution and becoming adult. That actually means that these things are not real problems, but it is just the way of managing them. Often teachers and parents cannot handle them because they don&#8217;t understand and know teenagers, especially their [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p><strong>There are problems in a teenager&#8217;s life,</strong> but I think they are basically a part of evolution and becoming adult. That actually means that these things are not real problems, but it is just the way of managing them. <br />Often teachers and parents cannot handle them because they don&#8217;t understand and know teenagers, especially their wishes, problems or different moods in a short time. Parents don&#8217;t understand that getting adult and more responsible is often pretty hard, so teenagers have to solve their problems first. That&#8217;s why they are impolite, unsocial or crazy. They are not selfconfident any more and have to hide that by attacking others. <br />I think I was or even am a good example of that kind of people. My parents and I argued a lot because the teachers didn&#8217;t want me to interrupt their lessons or have fun with other things while the were teaching. But I got useed to these situations so I did hardly improve. Teachers hated me and I hated them, but my parents always helped me getting out of these bad situations. When I went too far they punished me. I was not allowed to use my computer any more, for example, or to go out on weekends.I think both sides, teachers (parents) and teenagers have to find together frequently to talk about their problems, their relationship and what they have to keep alive. <br />Parents should have a basic understanding for teenagers even when they exaggerate. But teenagers also have to learn to improve and work hard.
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		<title>How To Become A CCNA (Cisco Certified Network Associate)</title>
		<link>http://jerme15.blogsome.com/2008/02/13/attitude/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 10:17:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	You&rsquo;ve made the decision to pursue your Cisco Certified Network Associate certification. Whether you&rsquo;re just getting started, or you&rsquo;ve been reading and working on the certification already, you&rsquo;ll be glad to know that you are already 90% of the way there.
	You showed up. &nbsp;The majority of people who are &ldquo;thinking&quot; about going after their CCNA, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p><font>You&rsquo;ve made the decision to pursue your Cisco Certified Network Associate certification. Whether you&rsquo;re just getting started, or you&rsquo;ve been reading and working on the certification already, you&rsquo;ll be glad to know that you are already 90% of the way there.</p>
	<p>You showed up. &nbsp;The majority of people who are &ldquo;thinking&quot; about going after their CCNA, sadly, will never follow through. They might look through a book at the bookstore or visit a certification-based website on occasion, but that&rsquo;s it. They have no plan for success, and therefore the success will not happen.</font>
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		<title>Being Prepared is the best way&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 10:06:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Preparation is the best way to develop confidence, theirs no better way in any battle than being prepared. Does u think this is a saying? &nbsp;Yes it is, but hey please reread it and you&rsquo;ll realize what these sayings want to emphasize. Come to think of it, if you&rsquo;re in front of many people and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Preparation is the best way to develop confidence, theirs no better way in any battle than being prepared. Does u think this is a saying? &nbsp;Yes it is, but hey please reread it and you&rsquo;ll realize what these sayings want to emphasize. Come to think of it, if you&rsquo;re in front of many people and assign do have a speech without any preparation do you think you can face them without having preparation? Well I think you can&rsquo;t face them for the reasons you&rsquo;ll feel nervous, ashamed and most of all speechless because you&rsquo;re not prepared. &nbsp;Preparation is one way were you can develop your confidence, being prepared is the most important of all, in order to avoid nervous we must be ready at all time. If a person has no self confidence then he/she cant accomplished his/her goals in life, because they have no ability to face all the hardship and trials in his/her life. They will remain weak and coward for the entire of his/her life; they will live measurable and full of regrets because he/she has no accomplishment
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		<title>you are my friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 02:22:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	READ THIS!!!! and then reread it. Especially the last part&#8230; I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in buying groceries. I wasn&#8217;t hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 57 years was still too raw and this grocery store held so many sweet memories. He often came with me and almost every [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p><font>READ THIS!!!! and then reread it. Especially the last part&#8230; <br /></font><font>I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in buying groceries. I wasn&#8217;t hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 57 years was still too raw and this grocery store held so many sweet memories. <br />He often came with me and almost every time he&#8217;d pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I&#8217;d always spot him walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands. <br />He knew I loved yellow roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since he had passed on. <br />Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for two. </font><br /><font>Standing by the meat, I searched for the perfect small steak and remembered how he had loved his steak. <br />Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in a soft green pantsuit. I watched as she picked up a large package of T-bones, dropped them in her basket.. hesitated, and then put them back. She turned to go and once again reached for the pack of steaks. <br />She saw me watching her and she smiled. &#8216;My husband loves T-bones, but honestly, at these prices, I don&#8217;t know.&#8217; <br />I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her pale blue eyes. <br />&#8216;My husband passed away eight days ago,&#8217; I told her. Glancing at the package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. &#8216;Buy him the steaks. And cherish every moment you have together.&#8217; <br />She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed the package in her basket and wheeled away <br />I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the dairy products. There I stood, trying to decide which size milk I should buy. A Quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream. If nothing else, I could always fix myself an ice cream cone. <br />I placed the ice cream in my cart and looked down the aisle toward the front. I saw first the green suit, then recognized the pretty lady coming towards me. In her arms she carried a package. On her face was the brightest smile! I had ever seen. I would swear a soft halo encircled her blonde hair as she kept walking toward me, her eyes holding mine. <br />As she came closer, I saw what she held and tears began misting in my eyes. &#8216;These are for you,&#8217; she said and placed three beautiful long stemmed yellow roses in my arms &#8216;When you go through the line, they will know these are paid for..&#8217; She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, then smiled again. I wanted to tell her what she&#8217;d done, what the roses meant, but still unable to speak, I watched as she walked away as tears clouded my vision <br />I looked down at the beautiful roses nestled in the green tissue wrapping and found it almost unreal. How did she know? Suddenly the answer seemed so clear. I wasn&#8217;t alone. <br />Oh, you haven&#8217;t forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with tears in my eyes. He was still with me, and she was his angel. <br />Every day be thankful for what you have and who you are. <br />(Please read all of this, it is really nice) <br />This is a simple request. If you appreciate life, send this to your friends, including! The person that sent it to you. <br />Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings. Thank you, Lord that I can hear. There are many who are deaf. <br />Even though I keep my eyes closed against the morning light as long as possible. Thank you, Lord, that I can see. Many are blind. <br />Even though I huddle in my bed and put off rising. Thank you, Lord, that I have the strength to rise. There are many who are bedridden. <br />Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, tempers are short, and my children are so loud. <br />Thank you, Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely. <br />Even though our breakfast table never looks like the picture in magazines and the menu is at times unbalanced. <br />Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry. <br />Even though the routine of my job often is monotonous. Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no job. <br />Even though I grumble and bemoan my fate from day to day and wish my circumstances were not so modest. <br />Thank you, Lord, for life. <br />Pass this on to the friends you know. It might help a bit to make this world a better place to live, right? A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone to treasure. <br />For friendship is a gift. A friend is someone who fills our lives with Beauty, Joy and Grace and makes the world we! Live in a better and happier place. <br />YOU ARE MY FRIEND! <br /></font>
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		<title>Why Me????</title>
		<link>http://jerme15.blogsome.com/2008/01/23/hello-world/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[	I always wonder 
	Why you&#8217;ve chosen me
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	Of all the girl u loved
	I am the most different one
	I didn&#8217;t ever do good things
	4 u,4 us and 4 our relationship
	
	BBut despite of dis,
	you&#8217;ve realy shown me,
	that I am the most Special women
	and no one can ever replace me,
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">I always wonder </font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">Why you&#8217;ve chosen me</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">2 be the girl of ur life</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033" /></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">Of all the girl u loved</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">I am the most different one</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">I didn&#8217;t ever do good things</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">4 u,4 us and 4 our relationship</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033" /></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">BBut despite of dis,</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">you&#8217;ve realy shown me,</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">that I am the most Special women</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">and no one can ever replace me,</font></p>
	<p align="center"><font color="#660033">in the Deepest part of ur heart&#8230;.<img title="emoticon" alt="emoticon" src="http://jerme15.blogsome.com/wp-content/plugins/Wysi-Wordpress/plugins/emotions/images/wub.gif" border="0" /></font></p>
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