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jv-lance
I wake up early, beat the sun, Another workday has begun. Coffee strong and traffic wild, But I just smile—I'm salary-styled. 😅 I clock in time, I do my best, Meet deadlines, emails, zero rest. Meetings here, reports to chase, All just to win the monthly race. Then finally—it’s payday bliss! A moment every worker won’t miss. But when I open my payslip wide, I almost laugh (or cry) inside. “Gross Pay: Amazing.” But wait—what’s this? SSS, PhilHealth, and tax? What a twist! My net pay shrinks, it’s kinda rough, Like buying steak, then getting just fluff. Withholding tax? I see the slice, Did I work for me—or pay the price? I know it helps the nation's run, But can’t they leave a bit more fun? I planned a dinner, steak and wine, But instant noodles will do just fine. Shopping plans? Delayed again— Thanks to tax, I count my yen. 🥲 Still, I hope my tax is used For schools, for roads—not just abused. Not lost in pockets deep and dark, But spent to leave a proper mark. So every month, with heart and grit, We pay our dues and do our bit. For though the cut may make us blue, We still push through—because we do.
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Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 4:00 AM UTC
💼 “The Payslip Surprise”
Life’s like ML — real talk, no tutorial. You spawn broke, low stats, and zero referral. You grind hard, thinking you got a team, Then boom — they dip, and crush your dream. 🫠 I got my 1st **** when I lost myself, Gave too much, forgot my health. Trusted people who only drained, Now I’m solo queuing with pain ingrained. Double **** — back-to-back betrayals, No shields, no heals, just fake approvals. Smiled in front, stabbed from the rear, So now I only ride with the real ones here. 🧢 Triple **** when life went dark, Bills, stress, no fire, no spark. Family probs, fake love scenes, Yet still I stood — no in-betweens. I hit Maniac, mid-crisis vibe, Cried in silence, kept the tribe. Played strong, but I was bruised, My own thoughts had me confused. 😮‍💨 Then came the Savage, full collapse, Rock bottom hits with no recaps. No one clapped, no one cared, Guess what? I still repaired. So I leveled up, bought my peace, Deleted drama, signed a lease. Now I’m Unstoppable — built from flames, No cheat code, just earned my name. 🔥 Rampage, but I’m chillin’ now, No flex, just purpose in my style. Lessons learned, no space for fakes, I’m cooking wins while silence bakes. 🍳 Now I’m Godlike — calm and cold, Not heartless — just in control. No more chasing those who fold, I protect my energy like gold. 💸 And if they call me Legendary, It's 'cause I walked alone when life got scary. Didn’t need applause or fake hype, I just stayed real, tight, and right.
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Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC
“Real Life is Like ML, Bro”
Life’s like ML — real talk, no tutorial. You spawn broke, low stats, and zero referral. You grind hard, thinking you got a team, Then boom — they dip, and crush your dream. 🫠 I got my 1st **** when I lost myself, Gave too much, forgot my health. Trusted people who only drained, Now I’m solo queuing with pain ingrained. Double **** — back-to-back betrayals, No shields, no heals, just fake approvals. Smiled in front, stabbed from the rear, So now I only ride with the real ones here. 🧢 Triple **** when life went dark, Bills, stress, no fire, no spark. Family probs, fake love scenes, Yet still I stood — no in-betweens. I hit Maniac, mid-crisis vibe, Cried in silence, kept the tribe. Played strong, but I was bruised, My own thoughts had me confused. 😮‍💨 Then came the Savage, full collapse, Rock bottom hits with no recaps. No one clapped, no one cared, Guess what? I still repaired. So I leveled up, bought my peace, Deleted drama, signed a lease. Now I’m Unstoppable — built from flames, No cheat code, just earned my name. 🔥 Rampage, but I’m chillin’ now, No flex, just purpose in my style. Lessons learned, no space for fakes, I’m cooking wins while silence bakes. 🍳 Now I’m Godlike — calm and cold, Not heartless — just in control. No more chasing those who fold, I protect my energy like gold. 💸 And if they call me Legendary, It's 'cause I walked alone when life got scary. Didn’t need applause or fake hype, I just stayed real, tight, and right.
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In the quiet hush of midnight skies, A dream is born where hope still lies. It starts as stars in silent gleam, A flicker deep—a secret dream. It dances through the heart’s closed door, A promise waiting to explore. Though shadows fall and doubts may scream, We rise again to chase the dream. It does not shout, nor boast, nor plead, It grows with love, with faith, with need. And when the world forgets your name, A dream still burns, a quiet flame. So, dream, though winds may shake your flight, For even wings are born from night. No matter how far things may seem— Life begins with just… a dream.
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Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 3:05 AM UTC
"Whispers of a Dream"
Ang mga babae… parang accounting. Mahirap intindihin, Kailangan ng analysis bago mo ma-handle nang maayos. At kahit akala **** tama na ang formula mo, Magkakamali ka pa rin sa computation ng feelings nila. Bakit? Kasi sila yung tipo ng asset na laging may hidden value. May “goodwill” kang kailangang alagaan, At once na mawala ‘yan? Write-off agad… kahit ilang taon mo pang pinundar. Ang mga babae, parang general ledger din. Hindi mo sila pwedeng kulangin ng entry. Kailangan consistent ang effort. Miss mo lang mag-text ng "kumain ka na?" Aba, may variance analysis ka nang aabutin. At kapag sila ay nagalit? Expect a full audit. Every past mistake, Every delayed reply, Every seen-zoned chat mo kahit noon pang nakaraan? Ibabalik lahat sa’yo — with matching attachments. Minsan din, parang sila yung accounts receivable. Lagi kang may hinihintay. Time. Attention. Sweet words. Pero kapag ikaw na ang may due date ng pagmamahal? Nagiging uncollectible expense ka. Pero ‘wag ka. Pag minahal ka ng totoong “babae,” Parang properly recorded investment ‘yan — Steady ang growth, May dividend ng lambing, At hindi ka na kailanman ilalagay sa “disposal group held for sale.” So yes, Ang mga babae, parang accounting. Hindi madaling i-master. Pero kapag natutunan mo silang basahin, At inalagaan **** parang pinaka-precious **** journal entry… Matic yan na mahanap mo na ang tunay **** forever sa ledger ng buhay mo.
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Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 3:04 AM UTC
Ang Babae parang Accounting
Ang pag-ibig ay parang himig Na parang hangin na malamig Kaysarap pakinggan sa tenga Na para bang ika’y kinakalinga Kahit di alam ang ibig sabihin nito Ika’y napapaindayog at napapasabay rito At pilit na sinasabayan kahit na wala sa tono Na umaalolong na parang aso kahit sintunado Tulad sa pag-ibig kahit na di ka gusto Pilit mo parin sinisiksik ang sarili mo dito Kahit na sobrang sakit, tinitiis mo parin ito At sunod-sunuranan ka na para bang aso Ganoon talaga ang mundo, di perpekto Mahirap ngunit masarap mabuhay rito Sadyang mahiwaga at puno ng sopresa Kaya wag kang mawalan ng pag-aasa Dahil may tamang kanta para sayo Siguradong masasabayan mo na ito Maiintindihan pa ang mga liriko nito At higit sa lahat di ka magiging sintunado Ganoon din sa pag-ibig may laan para sayo Nandiyan siya anu man ang iyong gusto Siguradong sasama siya sa bawat trip mo At hinding-hindi ka pa iiwan sa ere nito
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 6:15 AM UTC
“Musika ng Pag-ibig”
I Life is not totally happy It is not as easy to say easy Or it could not be like a taffy That is so sweet and tasty II Because life is full of mystery That it can happened a day And you cannot escape away But you need to face your way III Like a cloud in the sky Sometimes it could be hazy Just go in a side to cry And let it in to fall and dry IV If you feel failed to try Don’t worry, we will still lucky! ‘coz He will help us in everyday And that is our Almighty.
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May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 11:14 PM UTC
"Lucky"
It’s hard to forget “X” And don’t asking me “Y” Because that will make you crazy Just like a game of “Pluppy” Don’t be so gloomy And just make your life easy Although it is not so easy Because you deserve to be happy And i want to say, Good day my Beautiful Lady”..
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 1:27 AM UTC
Beautiful day
Sa panulat ni:JV Lance  I Ang gugma kong giatay kanimo Inday Mao ang naghatag kanako ug kaharuhay Susama sa usa ka bulan ug bituon Nga naghatag ug kahayag sa kagabhion Bisan pa’g lisud ka kab-uton    II Oh Langga kong matahom Nga murag bulak kung mupahiyom Hatagan unta ko nimo ug paglaom Kay ang gugma ko, matinud-anon Hangtod sa akong kamatayon III Bisan puno’g misteryo ang kalibutan Ug lisod tagnaon ang kapalaran Dili taka dal-on sa kawanangan nga walay kapuslanan O bisan sa lungag nga puno ug kapakyasan IV Oh Langga isaad ko, kanimo Nga ikaw lang ug ako, ug wala na’y lain pa. Kay kung ikaw mawala, wala nako’y ugma.
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
“Langga”
Love is like a math for anyone You can add happiness for everyone You can subtract sadness for someone You can divide your time from many into one And you can multiply your effort for only one Love, also is like a science perception Like a matter, from solid to liquid into gas, Just like a love, from a heater to friends into a lover It is a matter changing of feelings for anybody And it is what we called a chemistry of somebody
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
Equation of Loves
I I’m not a best dancer But i could pretend as a dancer Then i can go dance along with you Even the most difficult moves of your life II I am not a good singer But i want to study on how to become a singer ‘coz i wanna listen the rythm of your life III I’m not a hiker But i want to become a hiker I want to go climb along with you To reach your biggest dream IV And also i am not a swimmer But i want to become a swimmer I want to swim go along with you ‘coz i wanna join with the waves of your life V I know that this is not easy but all of this trials will be easy And no need to worry ‘coz i will stand by you until the rest of my day #trustme#stayforme
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 1:20 AM UTC
“Stand by”