February 2012
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October 2011
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Three unfinished novels.
Three unfinished novels. Scattered along my nineteen-year lifespan were three novels. I never finished any of them. I wrote the first one when I was about ten or eleven. I wrote it in a notebook that had a cartoon character at the cover, with matching celluloid protection that I expertly did on my own. Those where the days where the books I devour where our Grolier’s encyclopedia set and...
July 2011
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A little boy about 6 years old that I was sitting...
foreverreblog:
lauraevexo:
That girl could possibly be me. *Cries*
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These are some facts that J.K.Rowling let slip in...
ohdraco:
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The last fact. The last fact made my heart ache with happiness :”>
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Am Flughafen
German to English Translation: Am Flughafen, At the Airport
It’s been about three years since I last saw our neighbors. Well, to call them just our neighbors would be an understatement actually. It seems as if they’re my relatives, maybe not by blood but by affinity. They’re based in Germany (which explains why I tried to learn German, tried being the operating word) and they...
June 2011
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May 2011
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*You have an unsaved post. Retrieve?*
This post is for the the thousands of words racing in my head. Pent up emotions. Nostalgia. Mundane events of my life that suddenly spluttered meanings. This post is for the space bar, and for the back space button and for ever click on the x mark at the top left of the screen- I’m sorry for repeatedly abusing the aforementioned things as the laws of exasperation says no to salvation. This...
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Tumblr challenge for summer
So my tumblr page is just a pathetic excuse to stalk people in my dash. I am pretty lame and invisible. Haha. And since today marks the start of my official summer (IDGAF on PAG-ASA rainy season advisory), I should entitle myself to enjoy every single moment of nothing-to-do.
Hence, I shall try to be active in Tumblr!
“Try” is the operating word. Okay here we go.
Need~les
You’re a needle in a haystack of passersby, waiting to be found but glorifying the novelty of being left untouched. Life has been uneventful, isn’t it? You’d realize this as you look at the palm of your hand wishing you’d see the back of someone else’s hand- locking yours in a tight clasp. What’s there to it? The surges of words you’d imagine saying and...
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rizzacabrera:
Grow Old With You...
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The 16th of July
On the 15th of July, a generation, my generation, of muggles but witches and wizards at heart will flock the cinemas to watch the final installation of what has been named as the end of a worldwide phenomenon.
I really can’t imagine what will happen on the 15th of July. But I know, like the last book of Harry Potter, we’d find it hard to accept that Harry and Ron will no longer be...
December 2010
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True. Lasting. Happiness. →
I found myself in an open invitation to join a debate between my two friends.
curiosityhitme:
awarewolves:
The thing is, happiness, basically and above all, is a choice.
What we deem and value as happiness in our lives is simply for us to place in our own hands. It may be a person, an object of your utmost desire, a place, an abstract concept — it can be anything. Yet, why do we...
November 2010
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No Subject
I can write of things better than love. Better than the idea of two juvenile souls fueled by this disillusioning burst of nirvana. I can write within the refuge of a non-reconcilable line between yours and mine. Of having nothing to do between the so many [expletives here] that plagues the daydreamers. I am better than that. Better than incessantly relinquishing (and over-analyzing) every...
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October 2010
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I want this
Waking up whenever I want to. Sleeping whenever I want to. Raiding the fridge whenever I’m hungry. Turning on the tv while I eat my brunch/bruncher/dinner. Curling up in bed while reading all the books I’ve been… craving to read (as a bonus, it’s raining outside). Writing something that doesn’t involve a word with an -ism (it’s a polsci thing). Not caring about...
September 2010
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Bookshelf Fetish
My spine gladly mimicked the curve of Powerbook’s infamous life-sized, bean-shaped bookshelf compartment. It’s a nifty spot in (presumably) the reader’s section- the one covered with a blue nondescript carpet that’s meant to invite you to pull a random book or comic and give in to gravity. Whilst you land with a gentle thud, your body self-composes itself into a comfortable...
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A ‘Classic’ Break
My taste buds feast on sweet citrus (courtesy of Chupa-chups), and while its pop culture-inspired packet advertises ‘sucking does not kill’, the nostalgic aroma of my loved iced latte- in all the glory of its smooth, finely roasted, earthy beans- definitely will. A sip of cold water every now and then blends nicely with Bach’s beatific ‘Allegro from Brandengurg Conce’. And yes, I only knew what it...
Focus, or the lack thereof
An exasperated sigh triggered my hand to pinch the bridge of my nose. I heaved another sigh. Then deep breaths. My chest gladly welcomed the surge of oxygen as if it was an attempt to resuscitate my kamikaze-ing neurons. I looked at the stack of deadly (trust me, they are) papers surrounding me. Every page is like a death note. Only that the torture is delivered by my too often inadequacy to...
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Dearest Regret
I realized it wasn’t strength that led me to run away from you. It was a child’s game of testing my willpower to deny myself of what I truly covet… yes, you. I’ve won and was handed no prize but the haunting image of your fingers entangled in mine. The pain of recanting every nothings and musings and smiley faces that I typed as I let out a whimper with that silly nickname...
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Without a mobile phone, there's destiny
Person 1: By the way, how come you don't have a phone?
Guy: Uhhm... (pauses)... It's kinda hard to explain. Long story.
Person 1: Ohh... (there's nothing much to say, so this trails off to another pause).
Guy: Well, I just believe that I should meet people by destiny...
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The Fairytale
You’d never think of it and you’d never will. But every tick of the clock will point its way back to you, to that instantaneous frame that captured the line ‘once upon a time’. And like the bane of us, this fairytale has given up at the stroke of midnight. I can hear the dreary toll of the proverbial bell. And I recognized the same chord of futility reverberating in a hollow space that could’ve...
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:((
Today had just been so [expletive here]. I most certainly didn’t see that one coming. And to add to the injury, it felt like the world chose to gang up on us from then on. It’s just so depressing. Like I wanted to cry.
Sorry for the lack of specifics. It just depresses me to talk about it. But I don’t want to bottle it in either.I most certainly need a surge of GVs (good vibes)...
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Option B (Zombie)
A chocolate birthday cake and spiked liquor became the taste of yesterday. It was Friday and the week-long rain pour had been quite a menace. It wasn’t exactly easy carrying a box of cake outdoors with one hand and learning how to properly (as so daintily put it) hold an umbrella with the other in that kind of weather.
Oh well, it’s his birthday after all. Friendship. Last time I...
August 2010
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Happiness and Sunday
Randomness excite me. So does seeing old timeless friends.
I felt giddy last night just thinking about it. The last time I’ve been with them was… uhhh… when was that again? Well, that is exactly the point. Second year’s been a whirlwind for me, and I guess we’re all under the same pressure to get through tough class after tough class. I miss them for the basic...
Saturday Sleep
I slept last night feeling sick. I woke up feeling much worse.
And because we have an applicant’s debate today in debsoc, I really have no choice but to defy my bed’s gravity and get up by 8 am. Well actually, I don’t really need to be there, it’s just that I’m on the brink of membership suspension if I don’t fulfill my training quota. Of course I don’t...
Confidence, art, and make-up
Today, I learned how to apply make up.
We had an org photoshoot at the APSM tambayan. I got bored after I had my shot taken. So I played around with my orgmates’ make-up kits. Tried it on my own. Then girls started approaching me (some, I deliberately convinced just for the sake of satiating my boredom. haha).
The conversation starts like this:
Them: Liane, san ka natuto mag make-up?
Me:...
probinsiyano asked: whatever. haha miss you.
May 2010
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probinsiyano asked: hey. you're back. >:D<
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Summ-errr Poem
My eyes squinted at the bright morning rays
Oh no it’s almost lunch!
‘Who cares’ I said, I dropped back to bed
Figured it really didn’t matter much
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I woke up by noon and saw cartoons
Darn it, it’s Play House Disney… again
Coz my little sister, she’s a die-hard fan of Tiger
And every giggling/whistling/skipping Hundred-Acre-Wood creature
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But...
April 2010
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“No one is perfect; that’s why pencils have erasers.”
– -Anonymous. I just hope this does not justify Photoshop.
“Being an adult means regretting the noontime naps you so adamantly refused back...”
– -Anonymous. This quote never fails to give me a reason to… sleep. Haha.
