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If you've had at least one experience of online bashing (either you were the basher or the bashee) in at least one message board, we would like to invite you to an interview or FGD for our study on online flaming as a requirement for our Social Psychology class. Lunch or merienda's on us ( Read more... )

I wish I had a choice.

Or a year, at least.

He knew exactly what to make me happy, and how to complete those little surprises.

He had painted the sky for me again, this time with streaks of pink and peach at the center. I giggled, marveling at His work. "Thank you Lord," I said. At that moment, I felt His love and presence.

Because the bad vibes couldn't stop creeping in, I want to distract myself by giving more shit about other people's feelings, fantasies, whatnots ( Read more... )

I like this feeling, being happy for other people -- sharing in the kilig, the excitement, the triumph. It makes me a lot less bitter about my own issues AND it encourages me to find my own happy moment.

I should hear happy stories more often. We all should. :)

Just when I thought I had screwed up my interview, I realized that God still isn't tired of rewarding me for following my heart ( Read more... )

The world doesn't realize a good one when it sees it.