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Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: funny. March 11th, 2009. This is proof that I have stalker tendencies. I just had to take a sneak shot of him, note what he was watching as he did his cardio (National Geographic), and what brand of shoes he was wearing (Nikes). Unfortunately, I couldn't see the brand of his headphones, which I was really curious about. You are looking at Raimund Marasigan's back and cute ass, btw. We go to the same (ratty) gym. Woohoo! February 18th, 2009. Hindi naman umalis me.
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when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: music. March 8th, 2009. One day, I hope my own kids discover a band that will make them remember the thrill of falling in love with the girl next door, the intense longing to take a long drive to the ends of the earth, and the bittersweet pain of friendships coming to an end. Them I know what they are singing about, I know that tone, and that yearning in their voice. Thanks Ely, Marcus, Buddy and Raimund. When I Want To Feel. February 21st, 2009. February 15th, 2009.
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It's still you... - when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. March 19th, 2009. Boracay Beach, Malay, Aklan. I walk through old places. Hear drumbeats and meet new faces. Taste the alcohol and your saltwater kiss. Witness stolen glances and smiles I nearly miss. In the cold water, under a burning sun. Strange stories and stranger songs are being sung. I love these split second memories. Under the slow midday sun. There's a lot of laughter. And some awkward tears. The thrill of letting go. But still the bigger fear. Of falling in too deep.
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when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: photos. March 19th, 2009. Boracay Beach, Malay, Aklan. I walk through old places. Hear drumbeats and meet new faces. Taste the alcohol and your saltwater kiss. Witness stolen glances and smiles I nearly miss. In the cold water, under a burning sun. Strange stories and stranger songs are being sung. I love these split second memories. Under the slow midday sun. There's a lot of laughter. And some awkward tears. The thrill of letting go. But still the bigger fear.
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Alone on a Friday Night - when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. Alone on a Friday Night. March 7th, 2009. A long drive. A pit stop. A huge U-turn. Lots of speed on the dark highway. Muted music. Loud thoughts. Sad Shaken. Worried. Happy. Laughing. Piqued. I don't want to be coherent tonight. I just want to bask in this weird state of awareness that I am alive. Underwater Through Her Eyes. Powered by LiveJournal.com.
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You Can Close Your Eyes - when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. You Can Close Your Eyes. March 10th, 2009. I didn't embed this for the video, obviously. This is purely for emotional education. Underwater Through Her Eyes. Powered by LiveJournal.com.
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... - when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. March 3rd, 2009. I always try to keep my chin up. I'm sure tomorrow I'll be able to shake this feeling off like I always do. Tonight though, I feel. 2009-03-06 02:06 pm (UTC). We just saw each other last night, and try as i might to recall a conversation relating to this post, i find myself coming up with a blank. I feel like such a bad friend. i hope i was not so self absorbed that i forgot to ask how you are. 2009-03-06 06:03 pm (UTC). I'll see you soon, friend. You're awesome.
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when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: random thoughts. Alone on a Friday Night. March 7th, 2009. A long drive. A pit stop. A huge U-turn. Lots of speed on the dark highway. Muted music. Loud thoughts. Sad Shaken. Worried. Happy. Laughing. Piqued. I don't want to be coherent tonight. I just want to bask in this weird state of awareness that I am alive. February 28th, 2009. Make for really good running music. I'm going to say that my fastest time running 5K is attributable in part to them. Yay!
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when dust settles
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Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: songs. You Can Close Your Eyes. March 10th, 2009. I didn't embed this for the video, obviously. This is purely for emotional education. February 12th, 2009. I'm very, very honest tonight. There are just some nights when things can't get any clearer. When there is only one truth, and it is undeniable. I love you. But even more now. If you feel the same way too,. Please say it to me. You'll find a way. But if you don't,. Pretend you never read this. January 15th, 2009.
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when dust settles
http://whendustsettles.livejournal.com/tag/gym
Its time to clean up. Entries by tag: gym. March 11th, 2009. This is proof that I have stalker tendencies. I just had to take a sneak shot of him, note what he was watching as he did his cardio (National Geographic), and what brand of shoes he was wearing (Nikes). Unfortunately, I couldn't see the brand of his headphones, which I was really curious about. You are looking at Raimund Marasigan's back and cute ass, btw. We go to the same (ratty) gym. Woohoo! Underwater Through Her Eyes.