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the untold saga of pauses: stories untold
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Wednesday, 13 October 2010. One day, i will write my story. Some chapters i have deleted here for now, because they're delicate and the writer still fragile to be asked about them. Right now, lets just say, i'm in some weird hazy planet and i'm stuck there for the meantime. I know when i've crossed the bridge, i will be a better woman for it all. One day i will write these chapters. Life is a box of chocnuts. Your will be a happy story chelo and it will be filled with love. amping pirme. There are storie...
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the untold saga of pauses: unbelievable
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Sunday, 3 October 2010. I cannot believe that at almost 2 am, saturday night, i am still awake because i am doing a part of a research proposal which i need to submit tomorrow to my groupmates. Yes, tomorrow- -sunday. I am driving an hour and a half to university on a sunday. I am this close to cracking up. A big part of the 'real' me, wants to leave and quit. But the 'adult' me is as stubborn as a bull and just gets on and whip this research black and blue til its the one which raises the white flag up.
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the untold saga of pauses: September 2010
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Friday, 10 September 2010. I came back from my indian holiday to see this on my mama's FB page, as she was tagged by my cousin who scanned some photos of her mum and mine. This is the reason, why we have to take pictures of ourselves as much as we could. It doesnt mean much to us now, but give it 20-30 years, they're worth gold to y/our children. My mama, when she was 16 years old. Links to this post. Labels: note to self. Stories from old photos. Thursday, 9 September 2010. Lets help save the dolphins.
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the untold saga of pauses: birthday celebrations
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Wednesday, 6 October 2010. Every year, i find birthday celebrations. Dont get me wrong, i find that mine or my love one's birthdays are one of my most favourite days of the year, but celebrating it is sometimes a dilemma as you have so many friends and as much as you want to celebrate it with all of them, trying to squeeze everyone in for your birthday date has to be arranged 3 months in advance. Adrian booked the Mamma Mia musical for the three of us on the Saturday (a day before my bithday), and a dinn...
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the untold saga of pauses: i wish
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Thursday, 21 October 2010. I could finish my report now, so i could stay in my room and cry my heart out. right now, im soooo busy to think and have any other emotions other than think of QT data and comparative analysis. honestly.i cant cry even if i wanted to.i just wish i could to stop this searing pain in my chest. Maybe i should do the same. Maybe i should just stop caring. Maybe i should just. Am i wrong in feeling this way? I wonder how that feels? Maybe i should do just that. Tears on my pillow.
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the untold saga of pauses: February 2010
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Wednesday, 24 February 2010. Someone asked, was i relieved that i said my part? There's no happiness in hurting someone you really care for, even if what you're telling them is your honest-straight-hearty-goodness emotions- because you're hurt. So the answer is NO. i am not relieved. and i am not happy. Neither am i proud of what i did but there are things you had to do as a friend. But "where" i did it was wrong. Even if it was done in love and gently as possible, i still look like an ass. I have just d...
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the untold saga of pauses: October 2010
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Wednesday, 27 October 2010. I miss little miss ana. I just miss my funny, free-spirited and talented one and only sister. I could use some of her energy in the house right now. Adrian and i loved it when she was here. She just fitted in, like she lived here for ages. in the country, and in our home. I cant wait to have her again in 2012. Im so excited with the thought of surrounding myself with those girly luxuries when she's here. Links to this post. Labels: a good life. Thursday, 21 October 2010. And i...
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the untold saga of pauses: wistful
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Sunday, 10 October 2010. Sometimes i find myself wistful and a little bit sad when i realise, im spending more time burrowed in books on my free time (when not working for my livelihood), instead of going out and enjoying the sun, and taking photographs. And then when i realise that i'm already on the verge of my end goal, i stop being sad. i know, when i finish being too busy for photography, i will have ample time (and focus) to do exactly just that. Soon, i will reap my rewards. But, real talk: i sooo...
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the untold saga of pauses: missing moments with her
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Monday, 18 October 2010. Missing moments with her. Someone asked me where i get the energy to listen to people's aggros and problems and make them laugh. In truth, i do have that energy because there is someone in my life, who listens to my shallowness, my whines, and very own aggravation. My best friend, Kharla. She listens to my dramas, my problems (true and self-inflicted,haha) without any judgement ,with all ears, also in the end she prays with/and for me. Waiting for the train. Labels: a good life.
