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crazyshy: I'm on my blog hopping... Can we exchange links? I'll add you up in my blog site... Hope you'll add me too.Thanks

Garf: Merry Christmas

emma: how sweet nyo naman..Hope to be ur blog friend..I'd like to add you to my list..thanks

michelle brooks: hello guys..anyone who visit this site...peeps..nagbago ako ng site..visit me here..www.jmblabrooks.bravejournal.com

tess: hi there! just stopping by from Recel's blog. Would u care to exchange links with me? TY in advance, TC!

Gracie: blog hoppin..:)

VeRTiTO: hey, nice page? matrix girl too?keep it up and well done!

rarejonrez: hey there! i got u tagged.. if u don't mind! musta dyan?

Grace: Hello. hopping here...

网站优化: If you do not learn to think when you are young, you may never learn.

流水线: The man who has made up his mind to win will never say " Impossible"

Leila: hey michelle! add mko! muah

rarejonrez: hey! droppin by to see some updates! thankz 4 visiting my page. r u posting blogs on PPP na? ayy... i go to Seventh-day Adventist Church nga pala. medyo malayo yata location mo, labong mabisita namen. hehe! cge ingats ka!

erlyn: hi.. ingats ka lagi jan.. GOD BLESS

rarejonrez: hi there. i'm trying 2 add u, m new here. can we xlink? okeiz! thankz!

Jenny®: do another tag Michelle...check it out sa bravejournal nko

wendy: heLLo again chelle, taga samal diay ka...ako taga davao man ko....pila naka ka tuig sa US?

wendy: hi pwede taka i-add sa akong blog site???asa man ka sa pinas dapit?

wendy: heLLO just hoppin' around....howdie????

medicine: good article!

Mic: Hi Michelle...michelle pud akong name graveh!!! I'll add you up sa site nko ha? Take care..& God Bless!

sparkle: Today I am visiting the neighborhood and dropping off warm wishes to say have an awesome moment and week ahead and to remember you are special and important person to this world

michelle brooks : please feel free to view and make yourself at home on my blog...

September 23rd, 2007

6:39 AM

i dunno boy!

Ive been thinking about you

since the day we meet

i dunno what it meant but i do like it

as i watch you drinking your coffee

i dunno how come, i just loved looking at it

wishing i could take just a bit of a sip

As we travel along the way

motorbikes coming along the highway

ready to take us in our ministry

i dunno whats in you,thats urge me to switch seats

with the person next to you

when evening approaches,

makes me soo excited,not with the dinner serve,food to eat,

i dunno even if im hungry,seeing your face

makes me forget to eat.

@ islareta beach resort,

dining hall

7-10-05
jmbrooks

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June 6th, 2007

5:51 AM

a tag from jenny! for michelle...hmm? and for whoever

Mood:
Music:

1.Does anyone know your password to your email?
Yuppie! Who else? Its my hubbby,he knows kaya every details of my life

2. What was the last thing you ordered at McDonalds?
hmm.. I dunno, I kinda like wendys eh since I arrived here..sowee ha

3. Are you an emotional person?
200% emotional

4. Do you like your name?
hmm fine, I rather have this name now than some maria claras name’s sound good kaya esp.im michelle brooks now

5. Do you believe in love at first sight?
certainly….

6. Ever felt jealous of your friend?
not really..but sometimes as humans we have that jealous thing inside of us,it depends how u react on it

7. What was the last thing you did @work?
i made hmmmm….puto maya yesterday

8. Who is right next to you?
now?no one…my guardian angel

9. Who was the last person you ate with?
my hubby!soo cute and soo lovable

10. What song are you listening to right now?
saviour king

11. How's the weather right now?
its foggy for now,but I think later today it will be bright and sunny

12. Last person who called you today?
my hubby! he just left for work and he called me hmmm..so sweet of him

14. Last song you sang?
You and Me
by:life house

Coz its you and me and all of the people with nothing to do

Nothing to lose and its you and me and all of the people

and I don’t know why

I cant keep my eyes off you

15. Last time you danced?

Last night with hubby, we dance alot

16. Lost a friendship over something stupid?
well,I still consider them my friends..

Hmm..its not my lost..hehehhehe

18. Last thing you ate?
fruit sald with yugort early in the morning..huh

19. Been really depressed before?
yeah..with somethings

20. Faked being sick to miss school

Yeah..just making drama..hahahah

21. What time did you wake up today?
7am

22. Current taste?
sour….from my lemon with salt..hmmm

23. Who is the person that posted this survey?
my genuine friendly neighborhood jenny..hehehe

24. What are you wearing right now?
still in socks..hahahah

25. Are you too shy to ask anyone out?
nope..hahaha..why would I do that nman im married na eh!

26. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
eyes….lips….smell…

27. Where are you right now?
near the kitchen…

28. What date and day is it?
june 6,2007

29. Did you go anywhere today?
nope..I dunno pa eh

30. What did you do there?
have to plan pa

31. How old are you?
21

33. Are U mature/ immature?
mature and immature, mixed it..lokarit..in a good way

34. Do you call your parents by their first name?
mama and papa

35. Are you an only child?
no…I have 2 sis whose older than me,married na din sila, and 1 bro.younger than me

36. Where do you go shopping?
jc penney,kohls,V.S.online and malls

37. Do you like books?
yeah

I'm tagging:
annie and who else in my friendslist? Dalawa lng cla eh..can u recruit someone to join my list

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May 10th, 2007

2:49 PM

I am sitting at my home here in Ohio telling you about my life today. My world is a big one, I was born as I was raised in the

tropics of the Philippines but

now face the daily weather change of the midwest U.S. I am a woman of many words, speaking both major Filipino dialects

(Tagalog and Bisaya) along with

impeccable english and a hint of Japanese,Maybe tomorrow I will learn some Russian, Arabic, or Swahili.No not really, I am actually a well

grounded humble Christian woman who loves to live my faith following Christ.I thank Him alone, my Creator,for all my talents

including my linguistics

skills. I am very much a happily married woman, and for the most part I delight in my new life here in America along with my

handsome young husband

I have dabbled in the personal blogosphere in the past, but now I am extremely excited to make a daily home on this blog of

mine. I want to put

a little bit of everything here, my thoughts, my experiences, and maybe even some great advice about being a Filipina-

American, and what life is like for me

facing this American experience which is sooo far from my home.However, Ohio is truly my second home, I realize something

new everyday.My first day in

America I realized what it feels like to start to freeze. When I stepped off that international flight in Detroit in early February it was

co0-ld yet I

loved it, I love the adventure my life has become. Marriage too is quite the adventure. I am a tender spirit yet at the same time I am a

survivor, my name is

Michelle Brooks and this is my blog.

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May 6th, 2007

3:10 AM

THE VISION;

THE VISION
by: pete greig

So this guy comes up to me and says, “What’s the vision? What’s the big idea?” I open my mouth, and words come out like this…

The vision?
The vision is JESUS - obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.
The vision is an army of young people. You see bones? I see an army.
And they are FREE from materialism
They laugh at 9-5 little prisons.
They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday
They wouldn’t even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the West was won.
They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying.

What is the vision?
The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.
Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation.
It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games.
This is an army that will lay down its life for the cause.
A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win in the great ‘Well done’ of faithful sons and daughters.
Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night.
They don’t need fame for names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again: “COME ON!”
And this is the sound of the underground
The whisper of history in the making
Foundations shaking
Revolutionaries dreaming once again
Mystery is scheming in whispers
Conspiracy is breathing…
This is the sound of the underground
And the army is discipl(in)ed.
Young people who beat their bodies into submission.
Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms.
The tattoo on their back boasts “For me to live is Christ and to die is gain.”
Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes.
Winners.
Martyrs.
Who can stop them?
Can hormones hold them back?
Can failure succeed?
Can fear scare them or death kill them?
And the generation prays
like a dying man with groans beyond talking,
with warrior cries, sulphuric tears and
with great barrow loads of laughter!
Waiting. Watching: 24-7-365.
Whatever it takes they will give:
Breaking the rules.
Shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide.
Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs,
laughing at labels, fasting essentials.
The advertisers cannot mold them.
Hollywood cannot hold them.
Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late-night parties before the cockerel cries.
They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive (on the inside).
On the outside? They hardly care.
They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide.
Would they surrender their image and their popularity?
They would lay down their very lives – swap seats with the man on death row – guilty as hell.
A throne for an electric chair.
With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them.
Their DNA chooses JESUS (He breathes out, they breathe in.)
Their subconscious sings. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus.
Their words make demons scream in shopping malls.
Don’t you hear them coming?
Herald the weirdoes!
Summon the losers and the freaks.
Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes!
They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension.
Their prayers summon the Hound of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.
And this vision will be. It will come to pass; it will come easily; it will come soon.
How do I know? Because this is the longing of all creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God.
My tomorrow is His today.
My distant hope is His 3-D.
And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking great “Amen!” from countless angels, from heroes of the faith, from Christ Himself. And He is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner.
Guaranteed.

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