February 2012
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Metaphorphosis
Assessment
He shook his head in disbelief. It was just the weather, he told himself. Or maybe the fact that he spent the morning shitting his soul out of his ass in the toilet. It was about half an hour before lunchtime in the hospital, and the scorching sun burnt the concrete cruelly over the parking lot below them. The window cut the sunlight into neat, bright, hot squares, which shone directly...
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WatchCute kid! :)
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Many things written about love, and today I feel...
To me, love is a realisation that leads to many varied feelings. Love; it’s a want and a need for greater things. Most people look to another person as a vehicle for these greater things, as if the discovery of that one person to love will lead them to discover all that they want to discover in life, the universe, everything. When you love that other person, you have an avenue in which your...
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On commuting and looking like one has a vagina
I had a frustrating time commuting today. From Shangri-La Mall, the driver refused to take me to my dorm along Aurora Boulevard because the whole boulevard was allegedly closed down for shooting some scenes in the next Bourne film. I was taken instead to Cubao, where I had to take the LRT to Centerpoint, and then walk my way home. I had all my valuables with me, and this very laptop that I am...
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Fear of Fear of Fear
I want to share with you all a story of fear—that is, not a piece of fiction that is meant to scare you, using the front of supernatural forces or the inherent insanity of man to induce biochemical reactions. No, ignore that wordy introduction. I apologise, I have lost my hold on words, and on my preoccupation to appear more intelligent.
Back to the point, I wish to share with you my...