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- I wish it's saturday. Can't wait to try out my new fishing rig.
- Money is indeed the root of all evil. Even in blogging. :p
- Bloghopped down memory lane..
- Debussy is my sleeping buddy.
- Time to pass out..
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Monthly Archives: November 2006
Sleepy Balilihan
\’93Su-ow kaajo, nay.\’94 \ \ I remember my cousin saying this to her mom, while I was a little kid vacationing in the sleepy town of Balilihan, Bohol. I remembered it clearly not because of the hurt he was … Continue reading
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Ode to Weekends
Some weekends are turtles, hard and shellacked (they move in the same pace too). Occasionally they rear their head and just as sudden, retreat into their shell and hide there ’til Monday when they’re forced to wear paisley neckties. Weekends … Continue reading
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Vast Solitude
\ To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours – that is what you must be able to attain. – Rilke \ \ My baby sister has been texting me a lot lately. She is only 19 and … Continue reading
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The White Island 2
Through my looking glass.. \ \ \ \ \ \ It would be a crying shame not to visit this place.
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The White Getaway 2
Riding the Snake \ I couldn\’92t keep my eyes open, much as I would like to. To do so would only invite fear and anger despite the yellow morning rendered more brilliant by the fingers of a sun peeking through … Continue reading
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