February 2012
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Dear You,
You see yourself five years from now, visualizing and smiling. This happened when you got bored on the book you’ve been reading and you stopped because what’s in your head is far more entertaining.
You woke up in your new white bed sheets, in a room designed in a modern minimalism idea. In a house you’re investing in since you started working overseas. You woke up in the sound...
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Anonymous asked: Hi Gyk! I miss reading your posts too :) I miss our old blogging days, when everyone else was exchanging links and posting on each other's tagboards! Haha. I hope you're doing okay! - Karla (bombastarr)
January 2012
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Lego House.
Coming from a bad break up doesn’t give us an excuse to have the right to sleep around or play with other’s feelings. It’s like a lesson, kept on being passed around. It’s unlearned and not living it’s purpose. It’s like spreading a bad illness.
Coming from a bad break up means that something beautiful awaits for you. Mind blowingly beautiful that will put...
“Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call, go after her...”
– Harvey Milk (via moufles)
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Learning to breathe.
Oh. Hello there!
Yes, still alive and not barely breathing—breathing like what normally healthy people with healthy lungs do. I actually never thought I’d be writing here (or even anywhere) again, but I guess that’s how sadness makes us… Give us an idea of quitting anything.
I’m a proud bee, knowing where I am standing now. Never thought I’d reach this...
December 2011
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The one thing that I am holding on to is that God has a better plan for me.
November 2011
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The One Who Got Away
Who cares if you have the kind of “The One Who Got Away” experience? Only you can. Who cares if you’re one of them, who can sing that song, sung by Katy Perry?
Who cares?
Most of us, girls in particular, whine. Cry like a baby. Eat ice cream, chocolates or anything sweets that would make our pants not fit. Food that would later on reach subcutaneous fats, perfect sites for...
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Dear Alcohol,
Thank you for making me write my previous post. Though I won’t drink and walk on the that road again, I still find your work so awesome.
Till next time.
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Let's drink to that.
I can’t believe this. I can’t believe the reason why I bought BDJ 2012 Planner is because of the influence of alcohol. I won’t tell what product it is that made me that drunk, but I’m surprised as well. It has been a long time since I had an alcoholic drink but never have I imagined it will reach this point. I never got drunk before, vomit-free since I first tasted alcohol....
October 2011
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Blood Line.
I think my frequent writings here has proven the existence of unemployment in my present life. They usually ask me where exactly do I want to work and practice my skills in nursing and I just answer them this, “Anywhere, basta may backer kami ni Itay. Hihihi.” Anyway, I’ll get there soon. I’m not in a rush but I’m also excited to start jumping ahead towards this sweat-induced and stress-induced...
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September 2011
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Inside The Carton I →
Somewhere only few know.
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Woke up in London yesterday.
Have you ever had this feeling when you envision yourself in the next 5-10 years? That kind of feeling when you are sure it will happen, that will happen, you will happen?
I’ve always had this feeling and I’m all out being positive about it.
And when it comes, I’m going to sing, “Good Life” of OneRepublic.
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Something black.
I planned to get some sleep with my mom and sister, plus Popoy (dog) but the bed is just too small for us everything seems not working fine.
I heard a bad news about tax fees from Customs to get my item and yes, everything seems not working fine.
I got up and went to my room. As usual, with the rituals of having a TV and Dvd player turned on, I lay in bed and decided to rant every anger inside...
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Red Wonder Walls.
Credits are rolling and she turned off the TV as Sex And The City 2 (Movie) ended. She grabbed all her stuffs on their work desk and put them inside her blue pouch. Then like how all the other nights in their home, she’s always the last one to go to bed. The one who turn off the lights.
She put down the pouch on the top of the low wooden bookshelf, turned the TV and DVD player on. She...
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themusiclibrary:
Last Friday Night, (TGIF)...
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BBM
Pin: 26FBE300
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August 2011
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FICTION: The Three-Year-Rule
Okay, so this is some fictional story that has been stuck on my head since the last 10 minutes from the moment I started typing. THIS IS NOT ME. I’m trying here, so shut-up. :)
How strange to see him in a day like this, in a place like this. It would be the last place where I’d expect to see him. What is he doing here?
He WAS never fond of books. Was—a more appropriate word...
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08-27-11
I was pumping the airbed. For the word, pumping! Anyway, I was doing that as I am reading the current book I’m quite enjoying very well which was written by Ann Brashares, My Name Is Memory. Another pretty odd manuscript. Anyway, as I was reading it and multi-taskingly “pumping” the air bed, I finally got the urged to write. What to write about? Soju and other beers. And now,...
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Lost post.
Here’s what happened here:
I poured my heart out in typing a blogpost last night. When I checked this site few hours ago, it was not posted pala. Boo me.
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Thumb exercise.
I opened the yellow plastic container and took the little pink pill to my mouth then took a sip of water. This may help me get to sleep and let this allergies subside, 25 mg will do. I went back to my room and turned on my lampshade, which Jools gave me as a christmas gift three or four years ago. I lay in my made and curled, contemplating if I’d get a read from the stash of books on my...
July 2011
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Twitter United
Garage Sale with my friends on twitter/highschool batchmates last July 23 & 30, 2011. T’was uber fun! July 23, 2011 Banner made by, ME! Pre-loved Books Clothes and Shoes :) Balloons sponsored by Bloomers :) Accessories and tops! July 30, 2011 Ai and Alen joined us. Pam, sadly, didn’t make it. Bags and Tops! Shoes! Tops, Dress, Bags! Books...
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Kissing Friday
I have this love and hate relationship with my career as a nurse. To start with, I just graduated and passed the board exam last year. Means, I’m one of the many Nurses on training here in the Philippines. I’m just too kind to work eight hours for free. I’m tired of being penniless and dependent with my parents. I’m tired of not being able to buy the things I want or even save money. Online part...
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Kissing Friday
I have this love and hate relationship with my career as a nurse. To start with, I just graduated and passed the board exam last year. Means, I’m one of the many Nurses on training here in the Philippines. I’m just too kind to work eight hours for free. I’m tired of being penniless and dependent with my parents. I’m tired of not being able to buy the things I want or even save money. Online part...
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Modern-day LDR.
Whenever I tell people that I am one of those who are in a “Long Distance Relationship”, I get frowns on their faces and jokes on having a few months left to make the relationship lasts. At first, it was really hard on me. Being all that sensitive and posting my rants on twitter. But I got used to it after a week or two since he left. I know the Pros and Cons of this LDR thing and I am also...
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Somewhere only we know
When I think about my future, I do not get scared. there is a weird feeling inside of me that in time, I will go somewhere where I will become one of the best person whoever I chose to be. It’s weird to say such things, I don’t even know what to do with my life right now. In fact, I never really knew what to do with my life. Sure there are days when I feel like useless, like I’m doing nothing...
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On wanting to write something.
This sucks.
June 2011
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Blogging for Dummies 101
Oh hello! Just when we thought she’s gone and tired of blogging… here she comes again. Reasons for making my blog outdated: Busy sleeping Busy making myself fat Busy with twitter/tumblr Busy being a couch potato Of course I can never be busy at work. I only work for eight hours a day, for five times in a week. I can never reason out that there are so many things that have been going...
May 2011
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Tips for More!
Found this on Tumblr, here’s the source: click! Health: Drink plenty of water. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants. Live with the 3 E’s -...
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Less hassle.
And the reason for this on-impulse-snap decision is, Global Crisis. Yes, after three years of trying my best to maintain a long smooth hair, I gave up and decided to get it cut SHORT. Actually, I did well on the first two years, everyone kept telling me they loved my long hair. The last year, it got dried and I got tired. So yes, there’s no hint of regret. It even made me more blissful and...
April 2011
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Good Life.
It’s been over a year since I felt that I’m leaving that bookworm thing I always carry in me. Ever since I hit those nursing books, I lost my touch with novels. Yes, I blame them somehow. I don’t know if it’s the books I’m supposed to love are failing me, or if I am the one failing them. On one of my off days, My boyfriend (Jools) and I went out for a coffee. After having a meal out, we always...
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Shifangshima
Thankful for Korean Foods and… Korean Town!
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Tell me how.
When a girl tells you about her problems, it doesn’t mean she complains. It means she trust you.
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Tell me how.
When a girl tells you about her problems, it doesn’t mean she complains. It means she trust you.
March 2011
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Here comes the charity work.
“Everyday is an adjustment day. We do not meet the same situations and same people everyday. You know who do we always meet? Change. To quote Narnia’s King Aslan, ‘Things never happen the same way twice.’ Right on target, that should be shouted in my face after slapping it every time I feel this shitness. Of course, it has only been almost three months ever since I got employed with this...