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Our Daily Abyss: REVERIE
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Rant with style, at least try to. Saturday, November 8, 2014. It has been a year since. But she was taken away from me. I listened to no one. Their words were vague and blurry, but I seemed to recall phrases of apologies, condolences; remarks of enthusiasm, hands clasping my shoulders—as if any of these would make me forget the undeniable fact. I will never be whole again. Then she stops looking back. So she visited me while I lay awake. Finally, in the middle of the night I see her face on the bathroom ...
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Our Daily Abyss: Deconstruct This! (Diary of the Frustrated Literature Teacher Entry 2)
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Rant with style, at least try to. Thursday, November 6, 2014. Diary of the Frustrated Literature Teacher Entry 2). Ten slow minutes and the bell would ring. But I saw from my students no eagerness for freedom like fixing their bags in advance- Readying to be dismissed and from this prison called the classroom. Previously, we have been taking on songs and this was our entry into poetry. The discussion was going on quite well, the students were engaged, many took time to answer and even ask questions a...
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Our Daily Abyss: December 2014
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Rant with style, at least try to. Sunday, December 7, 2014. Digital painting by rondeevb posted on www.deviantart.com. Due to an unexpected turn of events, I am sitting with a middle-aged woman in a cab. In a language my heart knows so well but my tongue alienates, she asks, “Nalpas mu mo’y ihkul mu? With ease, I reply, “Ohm. Mun-ngunowa’ mo, anti.”. Swiftly, I comb through my memory for a name, but I find none. Embarrassed, I ask, “ngane eh bo’y ngadan mu, anti? Frustrating how the tongue never makes it...
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Our Daily Abyss: Book Review: The Seven Fires of Mademoiselle
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Rant with style, at least try to. Wednesday, June 17, 2015. Book Review: The Seven Fires of Mademoiselle. The man must make the first move" so declares the unbelievably beautiful nanny Mademoiselle who finally falls in love not among with her many admirers but with a disinterested, balding fireman. Why with him when there are more handsome, and well off others? More importantly, how do you make a man make the first move? Fast and Fun Facts:. Got it from: Bookends Baguio. I Think I too am balding :).
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the Attic: August 2015
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The place where the unknowns converge and linger. Where secrets are made, hidden and revealed. Where thoughts are discarded. That dark place where things are brought to light. Sunday, August 2, 2015. Split Second Choices and Lasting Consequences. Have you ever had one of those moments where you lost all common sense for the smallest fraction of a second only to be bombarded by a magnitude of guilt the next second? To the point that you regret the moment you were even born? Wouldn't that be cowardice?
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the Attic: The Ups and Downs of Being a Filipino: On Respect
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The place where the unknowns converge and linger. Where secrets are made, hidden and revealed. Where thoughts are discarded. That dark place where things are brought to light. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. The Ups and Downs of Being a Filipino: On Respect. One of my greatest complaints about being a Filipino is the rule of the society dictating that age begets respect. Ridiculous! How does a younger boss deal with insubordination from an older employee(But at this point, I should probably ask if it's actually...
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the Attic: August 2014
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The place where the unknowns converge and linger. Where secrets are made, hidden and revealed. Where thoughts are discarded. That dark place where things are brought to light. Saturday, August 16, 2014. Church Bells and Wedding Bouquets. I couldn't help but wonder when she would realize it. The simple fact that if she couldn't be sure of the man she was marrying after three long years of dating, then how much more could I? My world tilted suddenly and I later realized that she had shifted me to one hand,...
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the Attic: January 2015
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The place where the unknowns converge and linger. Where secrets are made, hidden and revealed. Where thoughts are discarded. That dark place where things are brought to light. Monday, January 26, 2015. Mutant and proud.". What do we mean by mutant? We're all unique. We have our own little, weird quirks with our own take on things. In a way, we're all mutants. And, I really wish we'd all learn to be proud of that. Links to this post. Sunday, January 25, 2015. Ambitions and the System. What do you aim for?
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