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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: August 2007
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Monday, August 27, 2007. The Expected Messiah: No wonder Irony was Playing Its Part. The purest irony can only occur when you need it. Funny, ain't it? What exactly is plan B? Well, to better explain it in few words, here it is: we went to PRC in person. My sister plotted this heinous crime. I was supposed to watch The Da Vinci Code on HBO! My sister was shivering....
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: December 2007
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Thursday, December 20, 2007. I hate everything I have been doing to myself lately. I chose then chose not to; I hoped but hoped not to. What's wrong with me? I haven't been "decisive" about everything that crossed my path. Is this, by any chance, the contradiction between a chance and a choice? Okay, so what's up with my life? We are going to Cebu tomorrow! For one, I...
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: Hmm...
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Wednesday, August 13, 2008. The test was precise- at the end you will not utter a word. I assure you. These are the results when I took the examination:. 85% Visual/Spatial: They say that those who are good at this field loves. Haha It hits me. I wish I took an evasive action. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Symphony No. 7 in A (Op 92) Allegro con brio.
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: My Rebirth Post
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Sunday, March 30, 2008. I am alive again. Wooh. After that strenuous days of no sleep and euphoria of clashing schedules, I returned, standing and enjoying the fleeting breeze of the afternoon sun. I can not stop doing something. But, because something is anything, that is another story. By the way, I have been bending every time I get into playing. Playing? I am scor...
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: January 2008
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Tuesday, January 22, 2008. Uhmm I am overwhelmed. What kind of a leader am I? Instead of just doing our projects, here am I, doing my blog. Funny, ain't it? So I guess my blog will be filled with nonsense. Better put, let's just fill it with nonsense! And guess what: we are lost! Hmm And, adding insult to injury, I am a leader in one of those projects! I am mad. T...
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: September 2008
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Sunday, September 7, 2008. That's so funny, I even forgot to laugh. Sarcastically. It has been, what, weeks since my last post in my blog. I really have no time doing all of this. I miscalculated at some parts, thinking that it the schedule is spacious statistically speaking, but, the downfall of expectations is that they are merely out of the fact. I know there is so...
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: I can't listen to this anymore.
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Monday, December 1, 2008. I can't listen to this anymore. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Symphony No. 7 in A (Op 92) Allegro con brio. By Fritz Reiner: Chicago Symphony Orchestra. Composition No. 1. Ievan Polkka (Ieva's Polka). View my complete profile. I cant listen to this anymore. Crunchyroll.com: one-stop movie house for an anime lover like me!
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: Too bad.
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Friday, November 28, 2008. I looked in front of the mirror and I said to myself, what the hell happened to me? This is not the entity I have always known, the person I believed that can change everything. Everything. I am keeping myself busy, shouting and yelling for help. Do I get any help? Do I even exist? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Composition No. 1.
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: November 2007
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Monday, November 5, 2007. Now, it is me. It was so drastic- very drastic- that even others can see it. What a fool am I! All I can say is that, now, I am uncovered leaf after leaf. That is too embarrassing for me! On the lighter side, I think I am, uhh. I can't think of anything good. Void: No Lighter Side. Okay, so I am rude. I guess I am just mad. Now, it is me.
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic: March 2008
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Kakistocratic, Melodramatic, Somatic. The song of lamentation, nepenthe of a broken heart, an everlasting joy. The Seven Deadly Sins Quiz. Sunday, March 30, 2008. I am alive again. Wooh. After that strenuous days of no sleep and euphoria of clashing schedules, I returned, standing and enjoying the fleeting breeze of the afternoon sun. I can not stop doing something. But, because something is anything, that is another story. By the way, I have been bending every time I get into playing. Playing?