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The Poem that changed us allNov 27, 2009
A day before my Dad's cremation, we found this poem he wrote in his journal. What made all of us shiver is that the poem was written same day as we found it, only 15 years earlier, 25 November 1994. Even after life, ang galing pa din nya. I guess he...
Goodbye Papa...Nov 24, 2009
I never really thought i would ever write a post from a memorial chapel. Using free wi-fi and while everyone else is trying to get a quick charge of sleep...
I turned 30 last sunday, and my Dad, turned to Him, also that same morning.
I tried asking...
BreakdownNov 5, 2009
I did. Today. In front of my boss.
I just couldn't help anymore. Been carrying this baggage for months now and today, it just broke.
Im ok now. Just making myself understand what it means when one says "you can't please everybody"
Hay, the...
Para sa LP: Amuy pasko!Oct 28, 2009
foods for gods
Originally uploaded by pizzi_pi3Ewan ko ha, pero tueing makikita ko ang litratong ito, naamuy ko ang pasko.. kayo ba? Anu sa palagay nyo? Di ba parang amuy pasko na?
Medyo matagal tagal na rin akong di nakakasali sa lingguhang...
12 hours: half a day: one whole paid dayOct 28, 2009
We finally had our thumbs stained with the blue ink by exactly 10 minutes past 7 pm. With 2 phones battery drained, a red nose due to the vitamin d supply from the sun, a super dirty pair of jeans from sitting on gutters to dirty stair steps, I could...
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