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                <title>2008</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=34</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 06:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[There are countdowns everywhere, there are list of newsmakers, top sports events, top everything in 2008, so I've been thinking... what did happen in my 2008? The highlight has to be travel. I have visited places I’ve always dreamt of visiting this year. I’ve definitely tapped the top of my...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">There are countdowns everywhere, there are list of newsmakers, top sports events, top everything in 2008, so I've been thinking... what did happen in my 2008? </font></p><p><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">The highlight has to be travel. I have visited places I’ve always dreamt of visiting this year. I’ve definitely tapped the top of my dream destinations list. I did travel a lot, about 22,000 miles in figures. Come to think of it I almost trailed the circumference of earth. </font></p><p><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">I cracked my coin bank from college to help me buy my camera. Money well spent!</font></p><p><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">Kittens! Lots of kittens and the joys and heartbreaks of having them.&nbsp; The joys are pretty obvious, it’s just so much fun. Too bad we cannot take care of them all, so we had to let go of some of them. It felt like giving away my own children. Plus, late this year we had a puppy who now thinks he’s a cat. </font>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>The Perks of Doing Nothing</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=32</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Yay!! I have so many things to be thankful for, so instead of telling you how sad I am for being useless in this world, today I am actually thankful for doing nothing.&nbsp;I realized that I did not totally waste the last couple of years because....hmm well I can say...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="justify"><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">Yay!! I have so many things to be thankful for, so instead of telling you how sad I am for being useless in this world, today I am actually thankful for doing nothing.</font></p><p align="justify"><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">&nbsp;I realized that I did not totally waste the last couple of years because....hmm well I can say that “I've been traveling.”&nbsp; Since I graduated from college, I've been traveling and was able to see the world, or half of it or 1/4, I guess. I've been to, at least 12 countries, around 15 cities in Asia, Europe, and some places here in the Philippines, in less than three years. I am very thankful for those travels now more than ever.</font></p><p><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1"><a href="http://sagravani.i.ph/photo/559/625" target="_blank" mce_href="http://sagravani.i.ph/photo/559/625"><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://sagravani.i.ph/photo/d/627-2/Travel.jpg" alt="" mce_src="http://sagravani.i.ph/photo/d/627-2/Travel.jpg" border="0" height="332" width="465"></p></a></font></p>  <p align="justify"><b><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1"><u>Thank you for the places</u></font></b></p><p align="justify"><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">I was able to see historical monuments, I mean those places I've seen in history books. I've witnessed a construction of a historical monument to be (that's what they say in National Geographic).&nbsp; I am thankful that I experienced the places and landmarks that shaped this world throughout the years.To be able to stand there and say to myself&nbsp; "wow I'm actually here!"</font></p><p align="justify"><font color="#999999" face="verdana,geneva" size="1">&nbsp;]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Writing Helps, I feel better now.</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=30</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[For the past two and a half years I've been doing nothing but sit around, travel (thanks mom!) and do whatever I want to do. Basically I'm a useless member of society consuming energy that contributes to global warming. As of now I have nothing that I can be truly...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="justify">For the past two and a half years I've been doing nothing but sit around, travel (thanks mom!) and do whatever I want to do. Basically I'm a useless member of society consuming energy that contributes to global warming. As of now I have nothing that I can be truly proud of. I have done nothing, and that could be depressing. Splurging on short-term happiness is only effective maybe once a month, not everyday.</p><p align="justify">I'm a bum with a college degree, with interests ranging from theoretical physics to arts and design. Ideas keep popping in my head and I'm not doing anything. What a waste. And still I do nothing. This moment right now is where I feel most shameful.<br><br>Farmers plant rice and feed millions of people, a mother raises great kids that maybe, will make this world a better place, a writer writes and might inspire a whole generation, a janitor cleans a school after class and makes a clean learning environment for young minds the next day. It seems that they all have a purpose, they are actually doing something and I’m envious of them.<br>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Ooops</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=28</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 21:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[So today ay nabutas ko ang pick-up truck na sort of akin for the time being.&nbsp; Pano? habang nag pa-park sumabit sa turnilyo na nakausli sa isang truck namin... nabutas tuloy yung pick-up ko, tapos nag sort of lock pa sila, pag&nbsp; umandar yung pick-up, aandar din yung truck, don't...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;">So today ay nabutas ko ang pick-up truck na sort of akin for the time being.&nbsp; Pano? habang nag pa-park sumabit sa turnilyo na nakausli sa isang truck namin... nabutas tuloy yung pick-up ko, tapos nag sort of lock pa sila, pag&nbsp; umandar yung pick-up, aandar din yung truck, don't ask kung paano namin pinaghiwalay ang dalawang sasakyan... so ang result ay may mahabang scratch yung rear door at sa dulo ay butas mga 2 cm ang diameter.... hay nakakatawa talaga... So I've been thinking, parang di ko pa deserve ang new car... Realization: Di pa ko magaling mag park/drive. hay....</p><p style="text-align: left;"><font size="1">November 14, 2007</font>Gorgette's Request: Images ng mga scratches... more like craters! <br>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Retired @ 22</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=27</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 08:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[So what else is new? It is officially 2 years now. I feel like I&#39;m already using my retirement days...premature retirement that is. I&#39;m completely useless. I need help. And I want a new car. Ahh crappy blog entry. Yea.]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center">                 So what else is new?</p><p align="center"> It is officially 2 years now.</p><p align="center"> I feel like I&#39;m already using my retirement days...</p><p align="center">premature retirement that is. </p><p align="center">I&#39;m completely useless. </p><p align="center">I need help. </p><p align="center">And I want a new car. </p><p align="center">Ahh crappy blog entry. </p><p align="center">Yea.              </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>I ate a lot of m&amp;m's with almonds...</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=26</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 16:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Someone gave me a gift.And just like everything else in this planet, it has an expiration date.&nbsp;I can only use it for a certain period of time.When that time comes, it&#39;ll be gone, it won&#39;t come back. There are only two things for me to do.use it or waste it...&nbsp;I...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center">Someone gave me a <font size="6">gift</font>.</p><p align="center">And just like everything else in this planet, it has an expiration date.&nbsp;</p><p align="center">I can only use it for a certain period of time.</p><p align="center">When that time comes, it&#39;ll be gone, <font size="3">it won&#39;t come back</font>.  <br /></p><p align="center">There are only <font size="4">two</font> things for me to do.</p><p align="center"><font size="3"><font size="5">use</font> it <font size="2">or</font> <font size="4">waste</font> it...</font></p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><font size="1">I guess it&#39;s not that hard to decide what to do with life huh.</font></p><p align="center">then again deciding is different from doing.&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><font size="1">am I making sense here? or maybe my head is just a little full of m&m&#39;s.</font></p><p align="center">hmm yea. I dunno. I&#39;m a bum so...</p><p align="center"><font size="4">whatever.</font>&nbsp;</p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Change is Good</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=25</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I received in my e-mail the last installment of the seven deadly sins columns in Paulo Coelho&rsquo;s Warrior of Light blog which is about sloth. The column includes different takes on the subject but I would like to share this particular old fable. It made me think about what...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="justify">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I received in my e-mail the last installment of the seven deadly sins columns in Paulo Coelho&rsquo;s <a target="blank" href="http://www.paulocoelhoblog.com/warrioroflight/">Warrior of Light blog</a> which is about sloth. The column includes different takes on the subject but I would like to share this particular old fable. It made me think about what I&rsquo;ve been doing for the past year, which was mostly nothing.</p><blockquote><p align="justify">An old fable passed on orally: As soon as he died, Juan found himself in a very beautiful place, surrounded by the comfort and beauty that he had dreamt of. A person dressed in white came up: &lsquo;you have the right to whatever you want: any food, pleasure, fun&rdquo;, he said.<br />Delighted, Juan did everything he had dreamt of during life. After many years of pleasures, he looked for the person in white:<br />&ldquo;I&rsquo;ve already done everything I wanted to&rdquo;, he said. &ldquo;Now I need some work, to feel useful&rdquo;.<br />&ldquo;I&rsquo;m very sorry&rdquo;, said the person in white, &ldquo;but this is the only thing that I cannot get for you. Here there is no work&rdquo;.<br />&ldquo;To spend eternity dying of tedium? I would prefer a thousand times to be in hell!&rdquo;<br />The person in white came up, and said in a low voice:<br />&ldquo;Where do you think you are?&rdquo;</p></blockquote><p align="justify"><br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>A Bum's Life</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=24</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 02:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[About a year ago&nbsp;I&nbsp;had a conversation with a friend&nbsp;about things most people do after graduation. Most people went to search for jobs, some already had jobs wating for them, and some people decided to take a year off, or as we call it they decided to bum around. I was...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left"><img align="right" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/katrina_vargas/For%20Posting/Abumslifebookcover.jpg" alt="A bum&#39;s Life book cover (which I made for this blog entry)&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=" />About a year ago&nbsp;I&nbsp;had a conversation with a friend&nbsp;about things most people do after graduation. Most people went to search for jobs, some already had jobs wating for them, and some people decided to take a year off, or as we call it they decided to bum around. I was one of those who decided to try out bumming. My friend and I&nbsp;&nbsp;eventually joked&nbsp;around my bumness and I said I might as well write a book about it, and I decided to call my future book &quot;A Bum&#39;s Life.&quot; (and NO it&#39;s&nbsp; not a sequel story for &quot;A Bug&#39;s Life&quot;) </p><p align="left">And&nbsp;yesterday&nbsp;I was&nbsp;shocked when I was browsing my computer files, I found a&nbsp;Word file called &quot;A&nbsp;Bum&#39;s Life&quot; haha I totally forgot all about it.&nbsp;And so it turned out I wrote the chapter titles of the so called&nbsp;book. (Yea, I was serious of writing it then which was crazy...haha it amazes me how I can sometimes surprise myself)</p><p align="left">This was written April 2006. This is totally crazy. Crazy enough to share with you my friends!<br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>For no reason at all</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=22</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[In choosing someone, think first why you want him, why do you want to be with him and even ask yourself why do you love him. Think hard. If you cannot think of a&nbsp;concrete reason at all,&nbsp; even just one concrete reason... he&#39;s the one.It seems that this doesn&#39;t even...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40855621/"><img border="0" align="left" width="175" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/katrina_vargas/MagicMoment-1.jpg" height="237" /></a> <p align="justify">In choosing someone, think first why you want him, why do you want to be with him and even ask yourself why do you love him. Think hard. If you cannot think of a&nbsp;<strong>concrete</strong> reason at all,&nbsp; even just one concrete reason... he&#39;s the one.</p><p align="justify">It seems that this doesn&#39;t even make sense...but seriously...those things that appear to have no sense whatsoever eventually reveal&nbsp;that&nbsp;they make&nbsp;perfect sense. ]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Stop for now...</title>
                <link>http://sagravani.i.ph/blogs/sagravani/?p=17</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 02:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>sagravani</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When your world stops it's just so hard to hear about what's happening to other people's worlds. For some reason you cannot participate anymore, you're just there trying so hard to listen...but just can't...because your mind is clouded by your own thoughts you cannot seem to avoid, you&nbsp;think you...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center"><img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/katrina_vargas/beautifullychaotic.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" mce_src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/katrina_vargas/beautifullychaotic.jpg" border="0" height="159" width="250"></p><p align="justify">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When your world stops it's just so hard to hear about what's happening to other people's worlds. For some reason you cannot participate anymore, you're just there trying so hard to listen...but just can't...because your mind is clouded by your own thoughts you cannot seem to avoid, you&nbsp;think you cannot do anything because as I've said your world has stopped. When this happens you are just scared how it might go on again because that might mean a drastic change in your life, but no matter how scary it might be you must continue living, because in this life stopping always means starting.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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