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Hiding Aehartio: Going Dark
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Wednesday, March 05, 2014. Excerpts from Post-Haiyan blues:. 112613; 02:45 PM. A strange thought darted through me, pointing out my indifference. "Who cares? I mused. It was harsh and totally unexpected, however, it was not without reason. For several days I have mourned for the life I used to have and for the people it was surrounded with. A part of me knew that keeping myself together meant pushing back emotions and teaching myself not to care. And so I did. 112613; 08:42 PM. 112713; 12:28 AM. Waiting ...
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Hiding Aehartio: April 2009
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Sunday, April 19, 2009. Today, I sat in my room, asked myself, “What the heck am I supposed to do? 8221; In this dusty old room I wept, confused on what it is that makes me stay. “To be or not to be”, I asked some more. What has gone to the other half of me that would stay delighted and bright despite all the quizzical, unforgiving moments of life? I am left here with not a single reason to fight. Do you think it’ll just one day come and hit you off this chair? Links to this post. Saturday, April 04, 2009.
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Hiding Aehartio: Count the 'Pity'
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Saturday, January 29, 2011. The resemblance is there and I can see it just by looking at my own photograph. My mind is telling me that if I look a lot like her. Then there’s this huge chance of me ending up like her. And that thought made me feel disgusted. Not that I’m insulting that. Woman, it’s just the thought of ending up miserably in life and being pitied nonstop by everybody else make my stomach churn. It’s probably seeing how she. Is just too horrible enough. I feel so helpless being impaled ...
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Hiding Aehartio: Finally!
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Sunday, May 01, 2011. THURSDAY, APRIL 28, 2011. After I got there, saw my other friends looking beautiful in their painted faces. I tried not to stare but ended up admiring those talented artists as they were painting each faces like a canvass, turning my plain, simple-looking friends to princesses like me. Then came my turn and I soon looked like the future queen of England. Haha. 8220;Issa, dream on”. Excellent work, I invite you to visit my site:. Http:/ baladasmp3.blogspot.com. I'm a serial procrasti...
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Hiding Aehartio: May 2009
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Thursday, May 21, 2009. I wrote a couple words and doodled a little in the sand. It made the short walk more fun but a little bit exhausting. ;p. I’m thinking whether or not to do the same thing tomorrow. How about taking a short, healthy exercise tomorrow? Well, I don’t know. What if there is? What if there’s someone out there who’d be interested in wasting his/her time knowing more about me. I want a tablet PC! Links to this post. Monday, May 18, 2009. 22:42;05.17.09. Links to this post. Wednesday, May...
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Hiding Aehartio: September 2009
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Monday, September 21, 2009. If Memory Serves Me Fine. I’m mindlessly opening something up this early in the morning. Please do forgive me for this weird thought…. Dwelling with the past may bring us clarity to some of our questions but focusing on what’s in front of us at the moment is much more worthy of our time and attention. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm a serial procrastinator. Despite being shy, I always tend to monopolize a convo, hence, I call myself. I do not eat salad.
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Hiding Aehartio: Downfall
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010. If I fall, I fall. I think of nothing else. With my mind as empty as this hall. But with my heart almost at its full. I grasp helplessly down to the floor. As I grope, yearning for your hold. My breath would be of no respite. Like a downfall shattering my life. Will this be my demise? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm a serial procrastinator. Despite being shy, I always tend to monopolize a convo, hence, I call myself. I do not eat salad. I got tons of insecurities.
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Hiding Aehartio: March 2014
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Wednesday, March 05, 2014. Excerpts from Post-Haiyan blues:. 112613; 02:45 PM. A strange thought darted through me, pointing out my indifference. "Who cares? I mused. It was harsh and totally unexpected, however, it was not without reason. For several days I have mourned for the life I used to have and for the people it was surrounded with. A part of me knew that keeping myself together meant pushing back emotions and teaching myself not to care. And so I did. 112613; 08:42 PM. 112713; 12:28 AM. Whatever...
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Hiding Aehartio: August 2009
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Monday, August 31, 2009. I don’t know how I’d write this stuff in my head without sounding creepy or anything less respectful as a person. Although, I really fear someone might punch me in the head after reading this, I’ll just have to try my best to say things right. Well, I have no intentions of making this post that long. This is just with regards to my very last post here: SECOND YEARS. Oh, dear, here I start:. Frankly, I now know the reason why for the past years it has always been the second years&...