Je was op zoek naar: my story has yet to be writte (Engels - Tagalog)

is yet to be
ang pinakamahusay na ay pa

yet to be approve
upang i-endorso o aprubahan opisyal

is yet to be invoiced
may pa upang maging invoice

has yet to ship your order
ay hindi pa nagpapadala ng iyong order

grow old along with me the best is yet to be
thinking of the words to say i'd like to think that this was fate

this player is rather lazy and has yet to leave a signature
ang manlalaro na ito ay medyo tamad at hindi pa nag-iiwan ng isang pirma

soon to be full time writer, can you support my stories and upcoming story
sa lalong madaling panahon upang maging isang buong panahon na manunulat, maaari mo bang suportahan ang aking mga kuwento at paparating na kuwento

i dont care about what people say about me only i know my story only i know what i've been through i was born to be authentic and not to please everyone
i dont care about what people say about me only i know my story only i know what i've been through i was born to be authentic and not to please everyone

there are yet to be vaccines or antiviral drugs to prevent or treat human coronavirus infections.
mayroon pang mga bakuna o antiviral na mga gamot upang maiwasan o gamutin ang mga impeksyon ng coronavirus sa tao.

iloveyou for all that you are, all that you have been!and all that you're yet to be
iloveyou for all that you are, all that you have been!and all that you 're yet to ben

i love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all that you're yet to be.”
i love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all that you're yet to be.”

however, what intermediate host helped the virus cross the species barrier to infect humans remains unknown, and the transmission route is yet to be elucidated.
gayunpaman, nananatiling hindi alam kung anong intermediate host ang tumulong sa virus na tawirin ang mga harang ng species para mahawahan ang mga tao, at dapat pa ring maliwanagan ang ruta ng transmisyon.

it stated that much was yet to be discovered about covid-19, and that australia would emphasize border control and communication in its response to the pandemic.
sinabi nito na marami pa ang natuklasan tungkol sa covid-19, at bibigyan ng diin ng australia ang kontrol ng border at komunikasyon sa tugon nito sa pandemya.

under the accrual method of accounting, revenues are to be reported when goods or services have been delivered even if a sales invoice has not been generated. this account will report the amounts that a company has a right to receive but the sales invoices have yet to be prepared or entered in accounts receivable.
under the accrual method of accounting, revenues are to be reported when goods or services have been delivered even if a sales invoice has not been generated. this account will report the amounts that a company has a right to receive but the sales invoices have yet to be prepared or entered in accounts receivable.

however, the in vivo efficacy of these vaccine candidates in elderly individuals and lethal-challenge models and their protection against zoonotic virus infection have yet to be determined before a clinical study is initiated.
gayunpaman, ang pagiging epektibo ng mga kandidatong bakuna na ito sa mga matatandang indibidwal at mga modelo ng nakamamatay na hamon at ang kanilang proteksyon laban sa impeksyon ng zoonotic na virus ay hindi pa natutukoy bago magsimula ang isang klinikal na pag-aaral.

it seems strange to be continuing to acknowledge the on-going legacy of chernobyl by throwing in a few million quid into the eu pot aimed at finally sealing the leaking reactor and yet to be quibbling over the cost of 6 month visitors visas for a small number of sick children.
hindi ba't nakakatwang isipin na patuloy ang pagbibigay ng bansa ng milyung-milyong halaga sa kaban ng eu upang tuluyang masarhan ang tumatagas na reactor, habang ipinagdadamot naman ang halaga ng visa para sa iilang biktima ng chernobyl na magpapagamot sa bansa sa loob lamang ng 6 na buwan.

i stepped outside. it had rained all day, and i could feel the moisture in the air. for some reason, i’d always loved thunderstorms. they reminded me of nights from my childhood when my family would gather on the porch, blanketed by the safety of our house, watching the violent swirl of rain and lightning rip through the neighborhood from what seemed like a far distance. we were right in the thick of the chaos, but it didn’t feel like it. all 6 of us would stand together, silent, in awe of the powerful and destructive force of nature unfolding before our eyes, invoking a sense of peace and calm within each of us. i walked into the parking lot, heading towards my car. the air smelled like rain and it brought back that same sense of peace and calm i used to have. i felt happy. it was my second time visiting this new friend in this new town. i had parked in the same spot as last time. as i approached my parking spot, something was off. a brief moment passed that felt longer than it should have felt. i looked around, as if to second-guess the fact that i was standing here, in this spot, right now. it was gone. disappeared. my stomach dropped. a thing that i had so clearly owned had vanished. my own possession, which i had worked for and paid for, which had carried me on multiple journeys across the country, which is uniquely part of my story and mine alone, had been ripped away from me. as soon as i gained proper functioning of my senses, i concluded that one of two things had happened. either someone had broken the window, hot wired my car and driven off, or some vulture towed it as part of his job description. i’m a big believer in not over-complicating things, so i assumed the more reasonable latter. my fists were tightly clenched. i paced around with an air of haste. my sense of peace and calm had transformed in a matter of moments. i’d been in this situation before, so it wasn’t confusion that i felt. i couldn’t quite put my finger on it. i found the sign i was unconsciously looking for, and dialed the number, almost automatically. “what kind of car is it?…uhhh…yeah i’m pretty sure we have it…well i dunno for sure, i haven’t seen it…they’re closed…monday at 8:30 am………i’m in georgia, bud…8:30 monday…” i felt as if i was chained to a wall. i had nothing but my words with which to fight for what was rightfully mine, and my words didn’t matter. they shattered like sugar glass against the structure that had been imposed by some faceless voice on the phone, utterly out of my reach. if i screamed, i felt as if the sound would fade to silence no more than 2 inches from my face, reaching nobody. i felt helpless. i started walking. it was still wet. the moisture in the air felt sticky and gross. … i saw my apartment, but kept walking. i was heading for the tow company lot. initially i didn’t realize i had made up my mind, but my quickened pace told me everything i needed to know. i was not going to let somebody impose their own structure on me. i decided to take control of the situation. i was in charge of my own freedom and i wouldn’t let anybody take that away from me. it was a 30 minute walk to the lot, so i had some time to devise my plan. there would probably be fences, and they would probably be locked up with a chain. i could climb over the fence no problem; i had done so many times before. i had my snowboard and a bag of winter clothes in my car since i hadn’t fully moved into my new place yet. in that bag was a ski mask, so i could conceal my face in the likely event that i was caught on a security camera. my license plates were attached to my old address, halfway across the country. i would be difficult to locate. the towing company was a small local company, so i assumed they didn’t have enough disposable resources to justify fighting a legal battle over a lost tow fee. i needed to register my car in my new state anyways, which i would do first thing that week. that way the license plate they had on file would no longer be valid. i was betting on the fact that pursuing me would be too much of a cost to be worth it. i also had a set of pliers in my car, which i would use to loosen the chain. this might take some work, but it could be done. once the chain was loosened, it was a matter of busting through the fence. i would just need to pick up enough speed. my jeep could take the hit, no problem. i had arrived. it was time to make the move. i jumped the fence easily and stealthily made my way to my car. i opened it up, located my ski mask, put it on, and grabbed the pliers. my heart was pounding. i ran over to the fence. the chain was thicker than i had imagined. i worked on it. i found the weak spot and tried to pry it open. it wouldn’t budge. i kept trying. i must have been working at it for 30 minutes. i looked at my watch and less than 5 minutes had passed. i stuck with it. after 10 minutes, i had noticeably chipped away at the metal. my hand was cramped. i switched hands and kept wor
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