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My Daily Okonomiyaki: My Japanese Roommate
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Tuesday, September 7, 2010. My roommate from Japan knew not Pepé. A skunk he called a puppy dog,. Doggie, Doggie, Doggie, chased he the thing,. He never saw what hit him then,. No marks, no scars, but he left like a corpse,. Both eyes and nose kept wide-opened,. Third day he rose, never to near one more,. Shota boy, bless his heart and soul. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Justin Lee @ The Noodle Shop. Gasps* We're finally 3! Chigusa's Life in the United States. I am sorry, guys! How have you been?
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: November 2009
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Saturday, November 7, 2009. When Leaves Fall in Autumn. Down, down, down, one by one, the leaves fall down,. Everything is stripped apart, brown with frown. Walking on the sideway thinking of Fall,. When beauty untainted walked fair with God,. Till folly chokes her to the depths writes Paul,. And now we thread aimlessly as we plod. Down, down, down, one by one, the leaves fall down,. Everything is stripped apart, none with crown. Falling into the nothingness, I pray,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Unit Cod...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: September 2009
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009. What Sim Could Have Been Thinking About If He Had to Write Something On the Spot. I wrote this paper just a while ago. Yet, I can't get around the fact that Simon has impacted me in such a way that I can actually write such an ingenuous prose. So, kudos to Sim, my "cape crusader"! What is the Gospel? Salvation, “my” baptism and “my” Jesus? Sunday, September 20, 2009. Much Ado About Nothing. The Neighbor According to Jesus. Chapter, beginning with the 25. Verse, Jesus is confr...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: Son of a Weatherman
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Thursday, May 20, 2010. Son of a Weatherman. I'm a son of a weather man,. Whose sole obsession is. To stare at the sky and hope it'll fall,. But I'm not like him,. Dare I ask why? I love the smell of the air before. The waters plunge down,. I love rainbows visible and green grass,. Wet with heaven's dew. Yet, I'm not my Father,. I can wait for eternity just staring at nature,. And Father is like me,. Except that he'd expect dollar signs to. Fall down with the rain. I used to despise Father,. I have not w...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: July 2009
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Sunday, July 12, 2009. We've made it. After a two-day long car drive, we've finally made it. Thank you, Lord! At about midnight, we arrived at the Countryman's house. Yes, I can't believe it! After saying our elongated goodbyes to Jo's sister, Stephanie, we drove off to the uncharted territories of Oklahoma, Kansas, Missouri, Iowa and Minnesota. However, by the next hour or so after crossing from Kansas into Missouri, things began to become dull (well, at least to me). The so-called "Show Me State," ...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: June 2009
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Friday, June 26, 2009. Time for a nap. zzz. Wouldn't you want to spend bulk of the time with the people you love, the people you'd probably won't see in another few years, and, least I forget, your bestest best chums? Don't poke my eyes out with your cane! I woke up an hour later feeling so refreshed. Perhaps, without even uttering a single word, God probably knew what I needed most: some time alone and, of course, a good nap. Tuesday, June 23, 2009. Wednesday, June 17, 2009. Persons as either uncles and...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: A Creature and Its Victim
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Saturday, October 9, 2010. A Creature and Its Victim. In a fight between two parties,. Only one will outsmart the other,. One victor and one loser,. But results often lie,. Let’s admit it, we crown champions real easy,. We ameliorate them,. And we humiliate the defeated,. Treating them like a bright yellow trash bag. Containing a corpse of a cat,. Its still, soft body twitching occasionally,. As if its spirit is fighting for another chance, another round. At completing its task of severing. I'm *still* n...
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Cukupkah masa. Cukupkah uwang..?? | uri ilgi
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Stories I would like to share. Laquo; Ailee – 보여줄게. How to set mp3 song as your ringtone for Iphone. Cukupkah masa. Cukupkah uwang? On January 28, 2013. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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16 minutes before midnight | uri ilgi
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Stories I would like to share. Laquo; How to set mp3 song as your ringtone for Iphone. Daily Prompt: Burning Down the House. 16 minutes before midnight. On January 29, 2013. I have 16 minutes before midnight… SO I have to compose something before the date changed and my “resolution” for “PostaDay2013” won’t be accomplish😛. (keh keh keh. though I can always lean on “PostaWeek2013” CHeaTing! So what meaningful content can I think off in 10 minutes? Errr errr . Nothing! How innocent a child eye is . Notify...
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My Daily Okonomiyaki: April 2010
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Tuesday, April 20, 2010. A Day in an English Class in America. Voices in my head,. Voices around me,. I turn my head around. In a chamber filled with others,. To eye on their mouths rapidly. Producing sounds to add to a symphony of angelic choruses,. Or to condemn to hell litanies of said words. Not worthy to be enthroned. With eyes but little lines carved on yellow skin,. I sometimes peer out the translucent barrier. Perhaps to catch a glimpse of something else. That might excite me,. On the outskirts,.
