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i don't have a lot of time but i wanted to see you
wala akong masyadong oras pero gusto kitang makita

i don’t have a lot of friends but i have the best one.
i don 't have a lot of friends but i have the best one.

i have a lot of friends but i don't get to chat with them
okay lang kung away mong maniwala

i wanted to see you tonight though
gusto kita makita mamayang gabi

i wanted to see you happy even without me
i wanted to see you happy even without me

sorry but i don't have a load so i can't block
sorry pero wala akong load pang net

i have a lot of friends in other countries but i don't chat with any of you and ricky ako nakikipagchat
marami akong friends sa ibang country pero hindi ako nakikipagchat kanino man sa inyo lng dalawa ni ricky

when you don't have a lot of money, you also have a lot of friends and family.
kapag ikaw ay yumaman di lang pera mo ang dadami, dadami din mga kamag anak mo pati mga kaibigan mo.

but i don't have a special someone so im gonna listen to it
but i don't have a special someone

i'll just see you i'm happy i don't have a pack
masaya wala akong pake

i used a biometric on that day and put my fingerprint but i don't know why i don't have a record in the system, but sometimes the biometric is placed when i check in and out the screen is please report to unknown and please report to deo agency grandwing
gumamit ako ng biometric sa araw na iyon and nilagay ko yung fingerprint ko pero di ko alam bakit wala akong record sa system,pero minsan ang nakalagay sa biometric kapag nag in and out ako ang lumalabas sa screen ay please report to unknown and please report to deo agency grandwing

i chose the bsoa course because i wanted to work in the office. and to help me learn to deal with a lot of people.
pinili ko ang kursong bsoa dahil gusto magtrabaho sa office. at para makatulong upang matuto akong humarap sa maraming tao.

madam please have mercy on me don't stop me i terminate madam please i have a lot of remorse for why i came home suddenly all of a sudden i don't think it will happen to lockdown here, i feel sorry for my children my mom doesn't have who will support me when i apply again
madam please maawa po kayo wag ninyo ako i terminate madam please malaki po ang pagsisi ko kung bakit po ako umuwi ng pabigla bigla hindi ko po kasi akalain na mangyayari pong mag lockdown dito,hirap na po ako nakikitang naghihirap po mga anak ko at mama ko po,wala na po mag susuporta sa akin pag mag aapply po ulit ako ng panibago

it's a good thing i still have friends who are true to me that i won't be left alone if they have a problem there,but it's just a pain to hear that i'm coping with other people then it's not a bad habit i'm really good at it my friends sometimes i really want to die but i can't i think so i'm about to give up i want to cry because i can't because i have a lot of confidence i'll just hide to cry when i give up i want to
buti nalang may mga kaibigan pa kong natitira na totoo sakin na di ako iiwan pag may problema andyan sila,pero ang sakit lang ayuko na marinig na pinag cocompair ako sa ibang tao eh di iba naman ugali ko sakanila buti nalang talaga andyan mga friend ko minsan gusto ko nalang talagang mag paka matay pero di ko magawa di ko na yata kaya malapit na kong sumuko gustong gusto ko umiyak kasi di ko magawa kasi madaming makakarig tatago nalang ako para umiyak pagon na ko ayuko na gusto ko nalang mamatay

ahmm ... luv for me to tell you ... i do a lot of things i love you so much ... i'm sorry for not giving you enough time ... but i love you so much you remember that..not i'm going to die..sorry because i'm missing you ... but don't think you don't care ... you know?i love you luv me do that either sulk
ahmm...luv para sabihin ko sayo..kahit na madami akong ginagawa mahal na mahal kita sobra...pasensya kana kasi hindi nanaman kita nabigyan ng sapat na oras...pero mahal na mahal kita sobra tandaan mo yan..hindi ako bibitaw..sorry kasi nag kulang nanaman ako sayo...pero wag mo sana isipin na hindi ka mahalaga sakin...alam mo?sobrang importante mo sakin..wag mo sana ako iwan...kasi hindi ko kaya...mahal na mahal kita luv wag kana mag tampo sakin

when i purchase a product, i first look at the reviews of other customers to see if the item is good and if it is worth buying. when i have something i want to buy i have a lot of questions about the item like maybe it is easy to break, easy to get low, or will it last
when i purchase a product tinitignan ko muna ang mga reviews galibog sa ibang customer kung maganda ba ang item at kung worth it ba itong bilhin. kapag meron meron akong gusting bilhin marami akong mga katanungan about the item like baka madali itong masira, madaling ma lowbat, or tatagal ba ito

to the traditional education, i encountered a lot of hardships in coping up with this type of learning. i experienced stress as i overthink a lot because i'm new to this type of modality and i don't know what to do, i became anxious while attending classes because we have a bad internet connection and i'm worried that i might not learn anything during our class, i was pressured in aswering my modules or activity sheets for the reason that i'm not sure if im doing it right, i became frustrated du
sa tradisyunal na edukasyon, nakaranas ako ng maraming paghihirap sa pagtitiis sa ganitong uri ng pag-aaral. naranasan ko ang stress sa sobrang pag-iisip ko dahil bago ako sa ganitong uri ng modality at hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin, nag-alala ako habang pumapasok sa mga klase dahil mayroon kaming masamang koneksyon sa internet at nag-aalala ako na baka hindi alamin ang anumang bagay sa panahon ng aming klase, napilitan ako sa pag-asa ng aking mga module o sheet ng aktibidad para sa kadahilanang hindi ako sigurado kung tama ang ginagawa ko, nabigo ako du

a low art [excerpt from the penelopiad] by margaret atwood (canada) now that i’m dead i know everything. this is what i wished would happen, but like so many of my wishes it failed to come true. i know only a few factoids that i didn’t know before. death is much too high a price to pay for the satisfaction of curiosity, needless to say. since being dead — since achieving this state of bonelessness, liplessness, breastlessness —i’ve learned some things i would rather not know, as one does when listening at windows or opening ot her people’s letters. you think you’d like to read minds? think again. down here everyone arrives with a sack, like the sacks used to keep the winds in, but each of these sacks is full of words —words you’ve spoken, words you’ve heard, wo rds that have been said about you. some sacks are very small, others large; my own is of a reasonable size, though a lot of the words in it concern my eminent husband. what a fool he made of me, some say. it was a specialty of his: making fools. he got away with everything, which was another of his specialties: getting away. he was always so plausible. many people have believed that his version of events was the true one, give or take a few murders, a few beautiful seductresses, a few one-eyed monsters. even i believed him, from time to time. i knew he was tricky and a liar, i just didn’t think he would play his tricks and try out his lies on me. hadn’t i been faithful? hadn’t i waited, and waited, and waited, despite the temptation — almost the compulsion — to do otherwise? and what did i amount to, once the official version gained ground? an edifying legend. a stick used to beat other women with. why couldn’t they be as considerate, as trustworthy, as all-suffering as i had been? that was the line they took, the singers, the yarn- spinners. don’t follow my example, i want to scream in your ears — yes, yours! but when i try to scream, i sound like an owl. of course i had inklings, about his slipperiness, his wiliness, his foxiness, his — how can i put this? — his unscrupulousness, but i turned a blind eye. i kept my mouth shut; or if i opened it, i sang his praises. i didn’t contradict, i didn’t ask awkward questions, i didn’t dig deep. i wanted happy endings in those days, and happy endings are best achieved by keeping the right doors locked and going to sleep during the rampages. but after the main events were over and things had become less legendary, i realised how many people were laughing at me behind my back — how they were jeering, making jokes about me, jokes both clean and dirty; how they were turning me into a story, or into several stories, though not the kind of stories i’d prefer to hear about m yself. what can a woman do when scandalous gossip travels the world? if she defends herself she sounds guilty. so i waited some more. now that all the others have run out of air, it’s my t urn to do a little storymaking. i owe it to myself. i’ve had to work myself up to it: it’s a low art, tale-telling. old women go in for it, strolling beggars, blind singers, maidservants, children — folks with time on their hands. once, people would have laughed if i’d tried to play th e minstrel —there’s nothing more preposterous than an aristocrat fumbling around with the arts — but who cares about public opinion now? the opinion of the people down here: the opinions of shadows, of echoes. so i’ll spin a thread of my own.
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