December 2011
Thank you, two thousand eleven. ‘-‘
Dec 31st
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Her name is Alyssa. Probably the “weirdest” person in school, if there is such a word, and prob’ly the most challenging to coach given our differences. But hey, she’s my ticket to the possible Puerto Princesa for the NSPC this April.
Dec 31st
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HAILEY,
How come everything here has a scent of confusion. This place was once a sanctuary, a factory of happy songs, and happy poems and laidback moments. But now, it’s just some stark landscape with cluttered snippets of yesterday. I don’t know what to make out of it,and I don’t know why I am here to begin with… I love how everything stays dry here when the drizzles seem to come...
Dec 30th
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It was just a knowledge, I collected the pieces that I deemed relevant to solve the puzzle, and it becomes a wisdom. I find peace in solitude, and I hope more people realize that the well being you achieved in equanimity in constant basis is therapy itself. But I guess commercialism will do everything to contort this truth. Or else, those voodoo shops that foolishly guarantee Zen, and the whack...
Dec 30th
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Was it Lord Byron who said that if you don’t write to free your demons you’ll go insane? Ah, maybe it’s the reason why this world is full of insanity because not everyone realizes the liberating power of that thing.
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DEAR ALL ASPIRING WRITERS →
shhhlittletoiletpaperroll: Just because you’re going into a profession stereotypically inhabited by drunk, depressed, brooding people doesn’t mean you have to imitate—yes, imitate—every single thing they do. Our greats, those who came before us, were some memorable people. Plath, Woolf, Hemingway, Wilde, even Shakespeare himself. They’re all completely out of their minds. Yes, some of them were...
Dec 30th
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herarbitrarymusings asked: OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD!!! I'm so sorry for the lack of better words but I feel so ecstatic and overwhelmed right now. I can't believe you followed me back!! Thank you!! I love your blog so much!
Dec 29th
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The correlation between decisions  made out of the metaphysical and what is explicit has a fine divide. And I guess the former is a real test. And most of the time, there will be absence of substantial evidences. And it balls down to judgement based on intuitions. I guess love and life work this way in the general scheme. There must be an acquiescence with actions and the heart. Cliched, we should...
Dec 29th
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When writing, convince yourself that you are infinite. And that, your imagination is infinite and language is infinite. It’s just a matter of mind tricking and overtime the lack thereof will become a non-existent concept. Write like a hungry soul and do never hold back. Your words… give them wings and make them flutter everywhere. The genius that is in you do not deserve to be suppressed. Tell,...
Dec 28th
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Such a happiness, watching the girl you love sleeping. Guess it’s one of the best feelings a human heart can feel.
Dec 28th
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Mail
ilovekashilario: Dearest Glenn, I received your mail yesterday, 27th of December. The photos are as lovely as your letter. Thank you. With love, the little bird ’-‘
Dec 28th
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Dec 27th
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The perks of overthinking is one tends to predict things in every possible consequences. In a nutshell, it’s between knowing everything and knowing nothing at all— yet you’re confident how to handle whichever is the end result. It’s better than looking at things in it’s most obvious state getting the same boring results everytime.
Dec 27th
SHARE IT TO THE WORLD
I wish everyone never underestimates their perspective. Theirs is of paramount value in the jungle of ideas permeating the rational world. Many lose interests in their arts because they compare their works with others too much. There will always be better than ours, more mind-boggling, more elaborate but never will be exactly the same as ours. Take taking pictures for instance: many do not improve...
Dec 27th
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Hi-Polymer Eraser: My Reading Memoir  →
littletoiletpaperroll: My reading memoir (I love that phrase, don’t you love that phrase?) as requested by Glenn. :) Blankie books (books that comfort me when I’m nervous or sad or scared or, y’know, just whenever I want to read a book and don’t know what new book to read). Also most of these books may or may not have reduced me to a bumbling pile of weepy emotions: Great Gatsby – Fitzgerald ...
Dec 27th
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asilentfirecracker asked: Ah. :\ I just got a little emotional about your photography. Really, it's beautiful! The way you capture people's faces, I look at them at it's like you could erase every trace of sadness from them. Each one of them seems so peaceful, and happy. That's so rare, I've never seen nothing like this before! Keep it up. :))
Dec 26th
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In a not so distant future most of what exists between us will just be a thing of the past. And it’s for us to reminisce them (the memories), scribble them in faded papers or verse them in poems or make them grow in story lines. And they are going to mingle with fictional characters, the difference is, it’s the two of us who will decide how the story unfolds, how it’ll ends and...
Dec 26th
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Just… let silence put things where they’re supposed to be.
Dec 26th
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Dec 25th
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I realized I’m on the height of ingratitude. Just because someone stole one of my works and I feel I’m robbed of something that’s due to me. Just because everyone seems happy, and I can’t stand the sight because I feel it’s mocking me. And just because I am unsatisfied that Prim has to die.  My indifference is making me miss the whole point of things. Between people...
Dec 24th
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WORKS THAT TOUCHED MY HEART →
infinityandbeyond09: Until You Spread Your Wings… I’m Not a Brilliant Writer A Girl Named Sadness. Burn You, Plagiarist. People Miss Things A Lover’s Plea Faulkner and Hemingway That One Moment Marie Curie: Why Her Papers are Still Radioactive 20 most impressive Science Fair Projects of All Time Read to Escape Spaces Skip The Movies, Take Her Out To Future Generations Respect a...
Dec 24th
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Oh sweet Jesus. I can’t believe my eyes. Tumblrbot just recommended the plagiarist.
Dec 24th
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