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Friday, April 29, 2005. Walking by the sea. Walking by the sea. A bottle floated by. Swam through my feet. I picked it up to see. A scroll from the scribe. I happen to see inside. Like genieâ s magic. It spread through the island. The bottleâ s message. Stride through me like a knife. Just like when you wish from genie. Words said are final. What has been done is done. What has been said is said. No matter how you change it,. It has forever been deemed. Why strip off my soul? But where art thou?
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Little Twin Stars
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Friday, September 30, 2005. Grabe, info overloaded ako last saturday and sunday. Pero ang saya saya. akala ko at first ako yung pinaka hindi nakikinig pero. When jolinne gave us short quiz on what was discussed. Tapos nag practice na rin kami ng coaching. Ang saya kasi feeling ko talagang pinaghahandaan itong shooters. Kasi psmi wants quality. Naging buddy ko si camille,. And ang saya saya kasi parang click na click kami. Ang saya saya din nung envisioning activity. I saw a baby boy. playing. Pero til no...
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Friday, April 29, 2005. IM A LEAF FALLEN TO THE GROUND. ITâ S COLDNESS AND STILLNESS CAUSE MY BACK TO UNBOUND. RESISTING THE FORCE WITH MY WEAK GREEN. FOR I MIGHT NEVER HEAR THE SOUND. GRAY WIND BLASTS THROUGH ME. CARRYING ME AWAY TO THE BROADWAY. PEOPLE PASSED AND STEPPED ON ME. AS I REMAINED STILL ON THE GROUND, MOANING. MY HEART SEEKS FOR MY TREE. THE TREE FROM WHICH THIS LEAF HAS SET FREE. I COULD HEAR MY VEINSâ MIGHTY YELL. SHOUTING THE SOUND WHERE I COULD REST MY SOUL. THIS LEAF HAD STOOD TALL.
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Little Twin Stars
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Thursday, July 29, 2004. Deep within each heart. There lies a magic spark. That lights the fire of our imagination. And since the dawn of man. The strenght of just "I can". Has brought together people of all nations. In the living of each day. There's a special part. Every one of us will play. Feel the flame forever burn. Teaching lessons we must learn. To bring us closer to the power of the dream. As the world gives us its best. To stand apart from all the rest. Your mind will take you far. It is the po...
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Can You Hear The Whispers of Your Soul?: August 2005
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Can You Hear The Whispers of Your Soul? The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." Ah such a wise man that Oscar Wilde! Thursday, August 25, 2005. Before I continue, let me first introduce Max. For such a masculine dog, it's a shame when Char would call him Maxine because of this weakness. Being too energetic, he sometimes scares visitors away, tugging at them. He may come off as disobedient, but he is just a playful dog oblivious of his own size and strength! To this modern...
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Can You Hear The Whispers of Your Soul?: You Can Swindle My Foot!
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Can You Hear The Whispers of Your Soul? The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." Ah such a wise man that Oscar Wilde! Sunday, January 28, 2007. You Can Swindle My Foot! And myself were devil's advocates to Char's. Playing hooky last Friday. It was such a perfect scene of elopement as Char snuck out with two huge run away bags and quickly jumped into my car. The three of us were all set to spend a relaxing morning at the Ace Water Spa. A millimetre of paint chipped off....
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Friday, December 01, 2006. I found this poem from our LITERA1 class. We actually performed it! Read it, the poem is greatly written! 1 Ginawa akong puta. 5 ang aking mga yakap at halik. Pagkat mumurahin lang naman. 10 ang mga pangarap. Na sa kanyaâ y isinukli. Ng kanyang mga dakilang pag-ibig,. 15 ang parausan,. Ang pahingahan sa daan. Ang pagsambit ko ng pagsinta,. Pagkat ang tanging sadya. 20 ay katuparan ng pagnanasa. Ng kapwa babae,. 25 Sinusukat nila ang aking pagkatao. Walang batik na pagkababae.