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Monday, April 23, 2007

Age of Man -- Part 1

I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its tone is mellower, its colors are richer, and it is tinged with a little sorrow. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and its content.
Lin Yutang

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Thursday, April 19, 2007

For Your Eyes Only

Blogs are full of secrets. Never ever take the simplest (or shortest) entry for granted, for between the lines, you can be rest assured that the blog owner is trying to say something in his/her own way, using a language that we, as readers, might not even be able to comprehend, eventhough we think we do. Maybe they just don’t want us to know what they’re really trying to say. Maybe they need to get something off their chest without revealing too much to the world. That’s what blogs are for, right? To serve its purpose as a hideaway for some of our most hidden thoughts and feelings. After all, Elbert Hubbard once said that secrets are things we give to others to keep for us. I must say I agree with him.

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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

It’s Not All Smiles & Laughs

It’s been a shitty week for me. Everything is just so wrong. Work sucks, my migraine’s back and this nauseous syndrome won’t go away. I’m in such a foul mood.

I’m trying to sort out the mess that’s just landed on my plate and I just don’t have the appetite to deal with it. When so many things happen at the same time, you begin to wonder why the hell is it that when it rains, it pours! It’s during these times that I really crave for a holiday so I can just leave everything behind. Escapism is not really a trait I’d like to be associated with, but when it comes to hols, I can pretty much say f**k off to everything else.

It’s scary how time flies so quickly. I almost feel like my life is melting away with the hands of time at a too-fast pace that I have no power to control.

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I wanna meet people who inspire those around them with their posture alone but break hearts when they dance, people who are brave and sincere, people who know of other languages and cultures and are willing to share their knowledge with me, old books and photographs, music that I have to fall into....

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