“When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.” – Brian Aldiss (b. 1925)
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Web Working & Social Media | Fleire Castro
Fleire Castro's rants on random stuff which includes web working and social media
“When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.” – Brian Aldiss (b. 1925)
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Lyrics:Gugmang GiatayBY: ambassadors kung ikaw masayud paminawon mo kay kung pananglit lang iran mo mga panun-paw pasalig ko kung ugaling kalit kang mubiya di ko kapugngan akong(?) mga luha kay ikaw akong himaya handumon ko matag karun ug unya ikaw ang langit ug yuta ako pinangga .. ahhh oh lahh. aahhhh 2x unya mihabol(?) ang [...]
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CarlosWATSbedspace?apartment?money to go back to cebu?stress..next time nalang?leave Iligan.cant they make it on their own without me?SSS, NBI, requirements, requirements..HR.. HR.. HR.. HR.. HR.. HR.. HR.. will I even be hired?when will I know I’m not qualified?I need the job.I want the job.No saving my face.This is for the future..can i even go back?will marc [...]
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The nice part about being a pessimist is that you are constantly being either proven right or pleasantly surprised.-George F. Will The most prolific period of PESSIMISM comes at twenty-one or thereabouts, when the first attempt is made to translate dreams into reality.-Heywood Broun If you keep on saying things are going to be bad, [...]
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Ben Jonson To Celia Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kiss but in the cup,And I’ll not look for wine.The thirst that from the soul doth rise,Doth ask a drink divine: But might I of Jove’s nectar sup,I would not change for thine.I sent thee, late, a [...]
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Dang SMARTFtp.. should have started uploading the measly updates I had for the WADES website. Sir Janou called last night. He was in the grocery store with his son and called to check if I had connected to the FTP site. I havent. He was having company for breakfast and went out to buy a [...]
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