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		<title>discover how a photograph affects your emotion</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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I took this picture after walking through the streets of Davao City. This is a community found under the Generoso Bridge.
Well, this picture, I believe, has already painted a thousand words. My essay is all found in this frame. And the poetry too.
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know his name. I don&#8217;t even care. But since I&#8217;m gifted with a functional brain, I could still remember his face even without the picture. But since I purposely took his picture without his knowledge, then perhaps I&#8217;m admitting that I&#8217;d better memorize his face, even in side view.
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 16:30:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have to admit this time and time again: blogging is very difficult. I blame this on my computer lesson teacher in high school. My goodness! You just have to listen to her voice to get your insomnia cured! I have to apologize for blaming her here, but it&#8217;s true. She deserves it. Well, I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=30&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 14:22:56 +0000</pubDate>
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Perhaps, the most interesting thing that could happen inside a jeepney, besides waiting for long hours during traffics, or wiping your glazing forehead, or fanning yourself with your hand and muttering curses under your breath, is when your legs get too close with another&#8217;s, and then realizing that all the legs you&#8217;re seeing are actually [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=24&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 09:40:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>na_gang_p_ng man_nu_at</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just very recently, I read Earl Shorris&#8217; essay entitled The Last Word. There, he discussed about the condition of language in general, a condition that almost all of the world&#8217;s different, unique languages are facing: their doom to silence. In one part of that essay, he mentions the linguist Michael Krauss saying that as many [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=22&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the problem with teachers who speak online jargons</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 09:37:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[During a class discussion about the value of creative writing as a tool through other arts forms such as the visual arts, music, and the performing arts, I was suddenly faced with a lot of terminologies I have never encountered yet in the course of my reading simple literature stuff. I have to admit that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=20&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the ignorant decides to learn</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 17:41:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>na_gang_p_ng man_nu_at</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know the whole world already knows this fact and that I&#8217;d have to agree that I&#8217;m one of those few ignorant people who have started to step up into this huge ladder of world wide webbing, but I&#8217;d have to say this again for others and especially for myself: this online blogging, it&#8217;s prodigious!
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 16:28:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>na_gang_p_ng man_nu_at</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[After seeing his uncle Boyet forcing himself on Lydia at the back side of the bodega where his father used to pile all those metal scrapes and some plastic and glass bottles, he decided not to tell anyone what he saw that night. He knew why; he was afraid.
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		<title>last money</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 08:02:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mila clutched the money in her hand, tightly, as she walked the narrow street that led to a store nearby. She had planned to buy Biogesic, a tablet medicine for her son’s headache, and it made her frown even more. Not because her son had earlier complained of a headache, no. She would do anything [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=7&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the cellar</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 05:33:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[this is a psychoanalytic writing piece meant for my cl122 exam. what makes it that way is because of Bobby's mind at work. his mind seems to be in a blaze of thoughts and a mix-up of emotional trauma, and his mother's inadequacy of love for him. well, you are forced to understand that his mother didn't like him at all because tis is the only part of the story given  to you. (oh, stupid. why am i telling this?) it's up to you to decide whether he's psychotic or not. i trust your own understanding of the text.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=5&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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