tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68017748740696070942011-11-28T08:46:23.651+08:00<b><big>wtf. words. thoughts. feelings.</big></b>deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486013637403544286noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801774874069607094.post-69639794697748649042009-01-13T13:11:00.002+08:002009-01-13T13:16:08.543+08:00

i think i'm heading for information overload. the things i have to know. the things i wish i did not have to know, yet can't help but take in because they're all spelled out for me to know. the words i need to remember and the words i'd rather forget. the answers to questions i know i'd be asked, the answers to questions i didn't know i'd be asked. the anticipations. the surprises. the facts. the

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i've never been good with new year's resolutions. i'd always put off trying to stop procrastinating. i couldn't stay away from coffee. i'd hold on to things, feelings, memories when i was supposed to move on. i'd pile on old baggage that got heavier to carry. at the end of every year, i'd be miserable because i wasn't close to keeping every resolution.so i stopped making them because it didn't

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christmas is love! from the nine-day pre-christmas novena masses which i finally completed to a whole day's christmas shopping for presents to preparations for noche buena to welcoming relatives who spend christmas with us to squeezing in and gathering together around the table for christmas dinner to giving gifts - there's a spirit of joy, an air of happiness, the warmth of love and complete

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forget oscar, golden globe, ama, vma, tony, teen choice, nobel, pulitzer, or even the scream awards. this is way better.the happy blogging award!a tag-award from best bud on-and-off cyberspace, psychicnerd.four days into a new blog, and i have an award already. that's happy blogging indeed!passing on this award to all happy bloggers.

deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486013637403544286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801774874069607094.post-54808976977209948572008-12-11T12:41:00.008+08:002008-12-12T10:15:04.753+08:00

chocolate that is. more specifically, chocolate cakes. other than the serotonin and the phenylethylamine and what other happiness-inducing substances there are in chocolate, there's something about dark chocolate cakes that instantly lights me up.it's always crave at first sight. or at first read from the menu. the desire increasing at the sight of chocolate syrup toppings, chocolate shavings,

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a.k.a. the psychicnerd."The rules are simple. Use Google Image to search the answers to the questions below. Then you must choose a picture in the first page of the results and post it as your answer. After that tag 7 people."1. the age of my next birthday.2. a place i'd like to travel to.3. a favorite place.4. a favorite thing.5. a favorite food.6. a favorite color.7. the city i live in.8. the

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it's gone loco on me. i tried posting an entry and all i got was this error message prompting me to return to my home page after clicking on publish. but when i checked my media locker, my entry was there.i tried deleting it instead, but it won't disappear.multiply glitch or multiply bitchin' on me?

deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03486013637403544286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6801774874069607094.post-59224525660464975162008-12-08T18:47:00.009+08:002008-12-12T07:40:25.449+08:00

my affair with the short hair began five summers ago at david's salon in manila when i was having one of the best vacations ever with my sister and family friends' kids. on an impulse i had my longish hair cut really, really short. or maybe i was enjoying the independence and the freedom that my mother wasn't there to hold off the hairdresser's scissors. or maybe i wanted a fresh start because i

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yes, whatever yaya. i am such a loser. it took me an embarrassingly long time to figure out how to get my blasted chatbox on my page.thanks to my blogger guru, betz, i found out all i had to do was to go to customize> add a gadget > html/java script > then paste on the damned code and pick out a nifty title.now that wasn't so hard, was it?the geek still has much to learn.

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no. 1 was a flop. the first entry was a big mistake that left me stumped to write about newer things. a recycled entry off my now-defunct friendster blog which i thought was the greatest thing i have ever written. and what made it seem so great to me before was not so much of what i've actually written but a comment from that someone who mattered that time.a new blog and moving on, i've learned

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