May 2012
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Loss for Words
Hi. This is somewhat like a personal post about how I have been failing myself to the past few weeks. Also, on a side note, it gets a little bit ego-istic in the end.
So for the past two weeks, I have been presenting in front of people. These presentations are a requirement to pass my majors class.
One thing I realized from these two presentations is the fact that I am so full of nervous energy....
Half-meant Jokes
They say jokes are half-meant. And I believe them.
Yeah, I joke around but I actually sort-of mean what I am saying.
Whoops. Shit just got real.
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You. I never expected to see you again. Most especially in a place such as this.
But I did.
I guess this is how life creates its wonderful mysteries.
Some Act of Gratitude
I want to tell you three things - of which are very thought of frequently, for quite some time already…I just dont know how to tell them to you.
1. I would like to thank you - wholeheartedly - for being part of my life. I never had the guts to tell you in words but rest assured, I try expressing them with actions. I hope you notice even with the subtlety.
2. You are so blind to what is...
1st Ever IMC Presentation
Today is quite the memorable day. It’s my first time to present for Business Communication, our majors class. Today was quite interesting.
Here’s is a glimpse of my Keynote presentation.
Me and my blockmates after presenting! (photo by Merphi)
Great minds dress alike!! (Photo by Merphi)
Crazy day, this day. Hopefully, I’ll get the hang of presenting in front of people.
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5 Randoms (things I would say to 5 different...
1. Are you that stupid and dumb? You knew from the very start that this will happen. You knew that everything will go down the drain. Don’t go blaming on other people since it was all your fault. Come on.
2. I need space from you. You’re too clingy; we’re not even close.
3. You’re quite the eloquent speaker. I admire the way you discuss things and the way you persuade...
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April 2012
20 posts
I have a love-hate relationship with food.
ifwewerefeckless:
I am full, stuffed to the brim of carbssugarfat and still pizza is the menu for this evening. It is always tempting to downright refuse, that streak so horrible and defiant rears its head just to prove that it still has that gripping power. I can sense there being an appearance tonight of a darker me and how could there not? I am so fucking unbelievably fatstupidugly.
I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing - Aerosmith
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“Alone in the world am I, said she. Because you don’t acknowledge me, said...”
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Red Ink on Crumpled Paper
“SHE WAS THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY!!!,” screamed the red ink on crumpled paper.
By the look of the handwriting…I knew it was you. The question now is…who is “she?”
Let me take you, dear reader, back to the eve of the last day of semestral breaks. We used to talk a lot and by talking a lot as in 24/7 conversations. We knew what was happening in each others’...
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Panic Attacks and Nostalgia
As I was writing about how I got my blog title, I stumbled upon the other videos of the ‘old’ Panic! At The Disco. Viewing them left me with flashbacks of some good and bad memories.
I think I’m not the only one who likes the band’s songs. In memory of the ‘old’ band, here are some of the songs that I like.
I Write Sins Not Tragedies
Build God, Then...
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Journal
Today, which is April 20, 2012, I start a new project.
Writing in a journal.
I hope this, along with reading different books, will improve what has to be improved.
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2 Confessions
I would like to start with two confessions. One is that I never liked writing and another is that I can never finish a book.
I think the reason is that I have a very short attention span. Ugh.
I never liked writing in the sense that it is quite a tedious activity, not writing as in expressing your ideas type of thing. In writing, one must brainstorm some ideas, organize the train of thought,...
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Thoughts - April 5, 2012
I’m sorry. I’d never knew this will be the outcome. At first I wanted to gain something good then it took over me and now, it is hurting me. After all this time of contemplation and reflection, I don’t want help…and that is how it will go.
March 2012
31 posts
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Lost
“I’m not afraid to lose you.”
I admit, about 3 months ago, those words were never part of my vocabulary. We were close friends, yes. I was afraid of losing you - of losing someone so close to my heart, in general. I made it a point that we’ll get to talk even just for five minutes everyday. And you gladly complied. We talked for hours and hours as if time was not...
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The Meantime Girl
“She’s the one you call when you’re bored because she makes you laugh. She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your company’s Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She’s the one you spend time with between...
“I don’t really know what love is.”
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I hate it when you say “we’ll see.” It’s like you’re putting fate to the test. Ugh.
“Sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m getting bored of being friends with...”
“I know i don’t have the capacity to, but I’ve grown so accustomed to...”
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“I’m not a damsel-in-distress and you, are not my hero. Honestly, I...”
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“I’m covering myself with a blanket of hate towards the world so that my...”
“Pretending not to love you was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”
– Toby || PLL 2.25
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Autism
someday.
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“And so a girl went deranged for the stupid boy whom she can’t even call...”
I have this weird fascination on feather tattoos.
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Confessions of A Procrastinator
Yep. Been there, done that. Well, actually… I am still doing it. I hate how I have grown so accustomed of being so lax these past few days to the point that I am losing grip with what I have to do. I hate how I have a short attention span and I just cannot focus on the things that are needed to be done. I do not blame my distractions (whether they be people or things or other activities)...
“Loving something is hard. You dedicate your time for it. It might not...”
“No, sir. I don’t want something from you.”