February 2011
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The Pessimistic Lover
I’ve been hurting inside these past few days.. Or even before the month of February started.
I’ve been trying to keep it all inside with this smiling shit face i’ve been acting out…
I would often stare at anything and doze off at reality and often times when silence strike a few minutes before i sleep i weep as if somebody close to me died.
My heart aches, it throbs so...
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There was another earthquake, it was a bit stronger that the 2 earthquakes yesterday. It just keeps getting stronger everyday.
I hope these earthquakes are not like from the movies.
Treehouse Living: Finca Bellavista, Costa Rica
I would say that I’m a nature lover and it would be awesome to stay in a place like this..
Not far off the Pacific coast in the Costa Rican jungle, a community has taken to the trees to craft a new, sustainable life off the grid and away from urbanity. Finca Bellavista is a community of long-term residents and travel guests housed in a network of tree houses built right into the...
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Sniff that thang!
Feb. 10, 2011
Just finished my first exam of the entire exam week and i would say………WTF! Hahaha! I made it without my mucous dripping out from my nose to my paper.
Off to my OJT for some special project with Procopio. And yes, i have not updated any of my albums in FB, YET.. My promise of an update is taking too long to happen, next time, when I make a promise just don’t...
It’s hard to keep friendships these days. I guess people think it’s okay to...
– Megan Fox (via lovenn)
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Must read.
Boy: I miss you.
Girl: And so?
Boy: I really did.
Girl: K.
Boy: I'm sorry.
Girl: What for?
Boy: For ignoring your efforts to communicate with me.
Girl: Its OK. I got used to it, then I got tired, so I stopped trying and started forgetting.
Boy: I..
Boy: I...tried to forget about you, you see.
Girl: ....
Boy: Cause it tore me apart that we can never be...
Girl: its OK.
Boy: Why is it so OK?
Girl: I got used to days hoping you'd be back, but then you never did. I started facing reality, and started to get a move on.
Boy: Wait...am I too late?
Girl: Too late for what?
Boy: To court you?
Girl: You know, I've always wanted to hear that from you. Back then, a year ago. But...I got used to only wishing for it..then realized it would never happen, so I stopped hoping.
Boy: I'm really sorry, but dont worry, this time, I will make your wishes come true.
Girl: Its my turn to say sorry. Time got into me. You've broken my heart already. I cant risk experiencing that again. :/ Thank you anyway. For communicating with me after a year of silence.
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Goodluck with that.
I better catch up with updating my blog and uploading pictures so i could start tagging.. I’ve been so behind lately…always..
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NoteSlate eSketcher
The NoteSlate eSketcher takes a bold direction in the world of gadgetry– simplicity. Life used to be so simple– just a pencil and paper combined as the perfect sidearm of the student, the artist and the list maker. Today we’ve got our laptops, our iPads, our Kindles and our mobile phones cluttering up our desks. The NoteSlate hopes to simplify that, providing one basic function to its...
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I wish i can call myself a lucky bitch.
– Yang Miranda
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Happy Chinese New Year!
Feb. 3, 2011
We live in a community where its history began with Chinese tradition. In our place or street, Chinese culture is rampant. They say our street (Alfonso Tabora, Trancoville) was full of Chinese people long time ago. My parents, specially my mom, practice some Chinese tradition.
Every Chinese New Year, Bell Church (Chinese Church) Dragon Dancers would go about our street to dance and...
January 2011
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Feel Panabenga
February 1, 2011
Ive just been to my first event for this year as an amateur “photojournalist” and I’m loving every single bit of it. Though I’m not in the circle of people that I envy (media men and the paparazzi) I get to at least savor a bit of what they do.
I woke up early and crammed my assignments just to be in Burnham on time, good for me the opening parade of...