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hey there multiply users:)
you&#x27;ve landed on my site. my name&#x27;s hannah, just a typical girl living in an extraordinary world:)
God-fearing, optimistic, persevering, dreamer, lover, friend, sister and a person who believes in possibilities:)&#x3C;/center&#x3E;
&#x3C;center&#x3E; feel free to leave a comment on my guestbook or add me as your friend:) thanks. God bless. lotsalove, hannah:)&#x3C;/center&#x3E;

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&#x3C;center&#x3E;&#x22;In Better Hands&#x22;

It&#x2019;s hard to stand
On shifting sand
It&#x2019;s hard to shine
In the shadows of the night
You can&#x2019;t be free
If you don&#x2019;t reach for help
And you can&#x2019;t love
If you don&#x2019;t love yourself
But there is hope when my faith runs out
Cause I&#x2019;m in better hands now

It&#x2019;s like the sun is shining
When the rain is pouring down
It&#x2019;s like my soul is flying
Though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine
There&#x2019;s no doubt
I&#x2019;m in better hands now

I am strong
All because of you
I stand in awe of
Every mountain that you move
I am changed
Yesterday is gone
I am safe
From this moment on
And there&#x2019;s no fear when the night comes around
I&#x2019;m in better hands now

It&#x2019;s like the sun is shining
When the rain is pouring down
It&#x2019;s like my soul is flying
Though my feet are on the ground
It&#x2019;s like the world is silent
Though I know it isn&#x2019;t true
It&#x2019;s like the breath of Jesus
Is right here in this room
So take this heart of mine
There&#x2019;s no doubt

You can&#x2019;t be saved
If you&#x2019;re not reaching out for help
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&#x3C;center&#x3E;PLEASE TAKE TIME TO WATCH THIS. IT&#x27;S AN EYE OPENER FOR ALL OF US&#x3C;/center&#x3E;</description>
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<title>In Better Hands by Natalie Grant</title>
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<title>dang..you&#x27;re still making me nervous!</title>
<description>it was just a week ago when i visited my high school..it&#x27;s organized with all the changes(well, bagong pintura ang school, may bago ding cool store sa may labas, tambayan ng mga mahilig bumili ng girly stuff). bms was still a decent school(much more decent now than before! since our batch graduated, mas maayos na ang school, haha). but i still can&#x27;t help myself crying cause i miss highschool soooo bad. i think it was the best time of my life.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;well, highschool&#x27;s long long over. tapos na ung maliligayang araw naming magkakasama. highschool felt like freedom. i was free. now, i&#x27;m in college, and college ain&#x27;t a bed of roses dearies. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;well, its not the story. my purpose in visiting the school is not just about seeing the changes and looking back to my long lost hs memoirs, its kinda about the guy. every time i have flashbacks, its constantly about him. dang, he was still making me nervous. apart from ignoring me, he was just like the same old guy i met, with all the looks and everything. but...</description>
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<description>Walt Disney productions has made another &#x22;has-to-be-seen&#x22; movie, The Chronicles of Narnia:Prince Caspian. I&#x27;m amazed on how Disney widened the horizons of the readers of the book through producing another epic movie. Watch it,</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 14:00:47 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>min and len&#x27;s craazyy vid:)</title>
<description>hey min and len...sori for posting it:)its just sooo fuunny..i wanna share every1:)hahaha...luvyou</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 13:13:21 -0000</pubDate>
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<description>it&#x27;s actually just practice...but its so funny..watch</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 13:03:57 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 05:54:55 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>the GENESIS bus sucks,,seriously..</title>
<description>  i got home from school about 5:30 p.m. went to my apartment, cause my dad&#x27;s waiting there, he just got off the plane from thailand. we were gonna go home to bataan. we took the taxi to Doroteo Jose at around 6p.m., right to the bus station. the taxi driver was so talkative, like he asked, &#x22;taga bataan ba kayo?&#x22; as if he needs to know that, and all that hostage thing in lubao, it frightened me more, so i listened to the music on my phone, put on my earphones, to avoid that oh so unnecessary conversation. it&#x27;s a long trip home, more or less 3 hours. but mom&#x27;s waiting for us in pampanga. so it&#x27;s just 1 and a half hours.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; &#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; &#x22;&#x3E;anyway, i wanted to take bataan transit, since you know, the hostage taking in lubao, it was a genesis bus, so i was kinda scared. but my dad insisted on going on the genesis bus, since its faster. oh no, dang! i was saying my prayers already. we waited on the bus station for 30 mins, waitng for the passengers to fill up the bus. i was getting bored. i was hungry(didn&#x27;t e...</description>
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<title>just drop dead..ok?!</title>
<description>  PS:THIS IS JUST ONE GUY(EMPHASIS ON THE &#x22;ONE&#x22;, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x22;LOVE CATASTROPHE&#x22;-feel THE excruciating pain. it sucks, guys suck, don&#x27;t you think? oyeah.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;what beats the feeling of seeing the GUY you love with somebody else? oyeah, HARD AS HELL. tell me about it.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;one moment, HE tells you, &#x22;oh, girl, you&#x27;re everything to me&#x22;, next thing you know HE leaves you&#x26;nbsp; hanging.and HE gives you &#x22;that look&#x22; on HIS face, saying  duh, like, &#x22;i hope we can be friends..YOU LEFT ME, AND NOW YOU TELL ME LET&#x27;S BE FRIENDS? WHAT&#x27;S THE MATTER WITH YOU? ok, ok..this is crap..wth..it&#x27;s like so much STUPIDITY..we&#x27;ve gone through a lot..you made me feel the sweetest and the most wonderful things i&#x27;ve ever imagined, now you tell me this?! WHAT AM I TO YOU,FOOLISH?! &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;now HE gives you this forgive-me-please statements and expect you to do so. HELLO?! i&#x27;m not dumb, you&#x27;re the one who&#x27;s dumb, oyeah you gave up everything we had. what did you gain huh?! WHAT DID YOU GAIN FOR BREAKING MY HEART?!&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;YOU HAPPY?! do...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 03:20:40 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>dream on</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 15:48:46 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>college?!</title>
<description>&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;lucida sans unicode, lucida&#x22; color=&#x22;#ff6666&#x22;&#x3E;may 26, 2008-first day as a frosh&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;Lucida Sans Unicode&#x22; color=&#x22;#ff6666&#x22;&#x3E;days before the first day, i was so anxious to get to school. yeah, like, DUH! it was la salle! one of the prominent schools of the country, but it turned out to be a big blurr.. &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E; &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;font face=&#x22;Lucida Sans Unicode&#x22; color=&#x22;#ff6666&#x22;&#x3E;MONDAY: first subject-math111, i thought psychology majors don&#x27;t have math subjects. my impression about this subject was like, it&#x27;s booooooorring! but it&#x27;s not actually, it&#x27;s kinda fun. our prof was cool. second subject-ZOOLOGY. yeah, i was ready to have this subject for the whole term, but i was so surprised when our prof actually taught something during the first day. aside from discussing the course syllabus, we learned about the cell. we had to stay for like, 2 hours?! our prof also had such a small voice, so i can&#x27;t&#x26;nbsp;hear what he was saying, given that i was sitting infront(haha). third and last subject for the day-LAB BIO1. our prof was cool(so i thought), his subject wasn&#x27;t THAT boring. we had our own microscopes. we viewed paramecium and such, but after an hour, ...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 02:27:45 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>anxious:)</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;IMG src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;lucida sans unicode, lucida&#x22; color=#33cc00&#x3E;orientations are over. whew! really tiring though. for 2 days we had our orientation in de la salle university. first, froshies are welcomed with open arms, thanks to our ambassadors. *hehe*. &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Lucida Sans Unicode&#x22; color=#33cc00&#x3E;on the first day, we were gathered at the center plaza. i found my block, block 45. yeeey! really nice people(my blockmates). at first, it was really frustrating knowing that you don&#x27;t know anybody. it was a big university. but still, i had fun. we learned our lasallian prayers and we watched the performance of different groups belonging&#x26;nbsp;to the cultural arts office. *really cool*.&#x3C;IMG src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png&#x22;&#x3E;we also had our campus tour, at least half of the university. hehe. it was a really cool first day of orientations.&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Lucida Sans Unicode&#x22; color=#ff6666&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#33cc00&#x3E;the second day was more filled with F-U-N! in the morning, we had our mass. we took the lasallian oath. *really cool!&#x26;nbsp;i&#x27;m an official lasallian now! yey! ANIMO LA SALLE!!*. in the afternoon, we had the chance to take a glance at the different organizations that make la salle fun *i&#x27;m planning to j...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 15:29:05 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>First Day of Classes</title>
<description>it&#x27;s the first day of classes in de la salle university. i hope it would be hassle free. oh</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 09:51:34 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>in the state of reminiscing...</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 10:45:08 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all..</title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 07:06:38 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>subic trip with close friends:)</title>
<description>april 9 to 10, 2008.

christine celebrated her birthday by treating us to a trip in subic. me, tatsie, helga and ana tagged along with her family. we left at around 6pmand arrived after an hour. we stayed in her uncle&#x27;s house in subic. we went night swimming in subic&#x27;s yacht club. after that, we ate at yellow cab and called it a night. *i definitely enjoyed:)*

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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 06:00:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 05:54:21 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Friendster - hanna &#xDC;</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 04:32:03 -0000</pubDate>
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<description>at last, the day i came to</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 04:29:26 -0000</pubDate>
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