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Name: Esther Grace T. Batungbacal
Age: 18 years young.
Likes: Soccer, Figure-skating, Debate, Reading, and Milkshakes.
About Me: If you did it, I did it before. If you got it, I had it.
You start, I finish.

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title: Resiliency
date: Monday, May 11, 2009
time:Monday, May 11, 2009




Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts the most.

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing what to do is the worst kind of suffering.Sometimes an uncontrollable feeling of sadness grips us. We recognize that the magic moment ofthe day has passed and that we have done nothing about it. Life begins to conceal its magic and art.

I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there. The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character. Who controls the past controls the future; Who controls the present controls the past.

The past is our definition. We may strive, with good reason, to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it, but we will escape it only by adding something better to it.

We have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.

I have to let go of my past, and keep moving forward. I have to stop looking at the rearview mirror, and focus on a new school year ahead of me. I have to change lanes, going to the right lane, not going with the flow, but STANDING out.

Summer's disappearing fast, school's around the corner. My mindset is to make the best out of it, so help me God.

I won't let my past take over me. I must look ahead, changing for the better; being optimistic all the way, and aiming for the goal.

Now is my chance to redeem myself. To show what I've learned in life, and continue to allow God to build my character. All these problems and trials; I shall overcome with flying colors.

A better perspective, a better outlook; a better mindset, a positive attitude. I resolve to become the best person I can be.



The past is behind, learn from it.
The future is ahead, prepare for it.
The present is here, live it.


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