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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Saturday, March 31, 2007. Natuwa naman ako. :D. I remember when i took pi100 last summer, one of my classmates commented that i somewhat looked like eva longoria (ang haba ng hair ni ate! I'm posting this, just a little something not to keep me bored. hahaha. :D. My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself. Musing posted by marielitams @ 14:29. 2 mused on this post. Hm, i'm not sure abo...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Thursday, October 04, 2007. The pearl boy dating experience. Hoo i'm loving this post. got it from. Sharing this, hehe. The original article is. The Pearl Boy Dating Experience. Well, looks like you lucked out this time because holy god, you met one with a brain! You actually listen to the same bands and share the same philosophical beliefs! And he can make you laugh! This is when your friends come in to tell you that yo...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Monday, October 30, 2006. Just came down from the mountains at. It was even colder than baguio. whoo, 30 degrees farenheit at night. Tita corito and tito freddie owns a house up in big bear, so we stayed there for the weekend. actually, we stayed one night in their house, and the other night at kuya gio's timeshare condo. half of that second night we spent chatting instead of sleeping, hehe. We scraped them out and hollo...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Monday, November 27, 2006. These animals' quest for pleasure. I have just finished typing a paper for my psych101 class of a critique of an article so absurdingly titled The Animals with the Weirdest Sex Life. In brief (get it? Oh, i can very well say that some animals do leave females after impregnating them. i'm pertaining to humans. Coffee to keep me up while i burn my eyebrows. hehe. 0 mused on this post. I must go o...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Monday, April 23, 2007. The passions that incline men to peace, are fear of death; desire of such things as are necessary to commodious living; and a hope by their industry to obtain them." - thomas hobbes. Joining the media bandwagon is completely not my intention today. what i really want to hear is the human side of his story, because i feel he is the victim in all this. The biggest problem is society's tendency to vi...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Wednesday, December 27, 2006. Later comes the year ahead. Why can't i procrastinate time, and tell it, "come back later, when i'm up to doing stuff. i feel like lazing around today, so don't come today, okay? Sooner comes the year. Gawd can't believe it's already near! My batchmates are graduating, and i'm still left stuck in school. so many wonderful semesters ahead. Okay, maybe not lazed through. but still. I have done...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Sunday, January 28, 2007. I have to make this post quick since i still need to finish my part of the review of literature we would need for our paper and it's already 2:18 am. and to all my friends in the blogosphere: i'm really sorry for not commenting or at least tagging your blog, but i still read your posts. promise. Okay, back to coffee. the lethal dose of caffeine is 0.15 grams of coffee per kilogram of bod...No, t...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Monday, October 01, 2007. And he's so not right for me. We're so alright as friends, and most of the time i think that's just what we should be. but right now, i'm feeling something different. maybe a reawakening, perhaps something bigger this time? I remember feeling this way for him before i fell for another. i didn't do anything about it. i let it die out. did it, really, just die out? But i know he admires me, in a w...

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Friday, September 14, 2007. It just feels so good. Birthday gifts got a whole lot better. I felt blessed as i celebrated the coming of another year. so many things that happen, so many friends who care, plus plus my family who supports me all the way. i feel content knowing i have what i have. we won, and though it wasn't the top prize, our efforts were recognized. it is still a reason to celebrate. La luna de la noche.

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I am an instrument. Trying to translate pulsations. Written by Adrienne Cecile Rich. Tuesday, February 27, 2007. Lift one another up. Tonight was my first time to watch elevate. and it so rocked. ha. I've never really been to a dance concert before (save the dance recital we were required to participate in during the semester that i took ballroom), and this experience really blew me away. Talk about amazing choreography. i was impressed. Oooh reminds me of past daydreams when i would wish to be swept off...