tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31616938221453427552024-03-09T18:46:23.703-08:00Getting Rid of that..Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-1721841215181230302019-05-19T04:43:00.000-07:002019-07-03T04:43:50.576-07:00Beneficiile jucariilor de impins sau de tras pentru micutii activi si cu dor de plimbare<br />
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O jucarie adorata de micuti este jucaria care se trage sau se impinge. Nu e parc in care sa nu vezi un copil care trage o masina, un carut, un animalut dupa el sau in care un pici sa nu impinga o roata cu maner sau o jucarie asemanatoare. Aceasta gama de <a href="https://www.pici.ro/jucarii-bebe/jucarii-de-tras-impins" target="_blank">jucarii de tras impins de pe pici.ro</a> este atat de apreciata de micuti din mai multe motive. Un prim motiv este cel legat de partea practica. Oricand doresc le pot lua cu ei, se pot juca si in casa, si afara, jucariile scot zgomote specifice si ii implica pe cei mici, au un grad crescut de interactivitate. Alt motiv tine de numarul mare de forme, marimi, culori, de designul diferit intalnit la jucarii de tras impins din lemn sau din alte materiale. Indiferent cat de pretentios este micutul jucariile de tras sau de impins ii vor fi pe plac. Jucariile de acest tip sunt apreciate si folosite mai mereu cu placere si pentru ca micutul e total implicat in joc, trebuie sa faca ceva, adultii vad si il pot aprecia, poate sa aiba mereu cu el jucaria si sa ii fie companion in orice imprejurare. O jucarie de impins sau de tras este dorita de copil si pentru ca o poate folosi in combinatie cu altele, daca e vorba de un camion poate pune in el o alta jucarie o poate transporta unde doreste. Jucariile de tras si de impins sunt atat de cautate de micuti si pentru ca le ofera un motiv in plus sa nu se plictiseasca niciodata cand sunt afara si sa fie mereu atrasi de o anumita activitate care sa ii faca sa uite de timpul trecut. Cu jucariile de tras si de impins micutii isi vor dezvolta miscarile si coordonarea, vor sti cat de buni sunt la acestea si isi vor imbunatati miscarile si vigilenta mai ales cand trag de anumite jucarii. Preturile pentru jucariile de impins si de tras sunt accesibile, se gasesc peste tot, copilul isi poate alege ce model doreste din toate cele existente pentru a se bucura de fiecare data de o experienta placuta indiferent unde se afla.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-56261861829318455052016-06-10T08:02:00.000-07:002019-05-17T01:58:56.355-07:00COFFEE BREAKThis was my coffee break on Ilkley moor one day last summer, I am living dangerously as I normally only go to mc Donalds for coffees if I am in work cloths. Mc Donalds always serve them in those baby feeder cup style cups so I don’t spill them down my dress.<br />
I wore this for most of last years Victorian presentations. Its an 1850s gown made of blue shot silk taffeta from the only surviving English taffeta mill at Barnoldswick.<br />
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Its three layers and worn over a medium sized hoop.<br />
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The hair isn’t mine its one of my victorina style hairpieces ,we have an Asian store near to us that sells them, it means I have to keep my hair darker than I might normally but it does save a lot of time doing my hair and a lot of wear and tear by hairspray which was making my hair very dry.<br />
I now cheat when I make dresses for work and buy a commercial bodice which I restyle and cover ,its quicker and cheaper than making the bodices from scratch.<br />
It was a great dress but sadly no longer intact, the bodice got damaged so there just the skirt which needs restyling as breaking my cardinal rule of not eating in work clothes I had banana which dropped in two onto the dressUnknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-79782850661363997942016-06-09T06:35:00.001-07:002016-06-09T06:35:31.414-07:00Vaping eliquids vs. smoking tabaccoPsst! Did you hear? People are arguing about what is better, like vaping eliquids or smoking tabacco. To help figure out how this is actually working, we’re gonna make a list with “yes” and “no” for the both sides.<br />
<br /><b>Is it tasteful? </b><br />
<br />Maybe you noticed since the first time you smoked a cigarette that it didn’t had a very nice taste. Some cigarettes have flavours and tastes such as vanilla, chocoa or cherries, but they also have an average price than the regular ones. Why you shouldn’t taste a different and very delicious flavour everyday? You can find different premium eliquid flavours on <a href="http://freesmoke.co.uk/">FreeSmoke.co.uk</a>, inspired by natural flavours with natural extracts, with artificial or natural flavouring. Another winning point goes to the vaping eliquids.<br />
<br /><b>Is it healthy? </b><br />
<b></b><br />Vaping eliquids may not seem so healthy for some people, nor is smoking. The truth is recent studies figured out that vaping has a big role to play in reducing deaths from smoking-related diseases such as cancer. Studies are showing that e-cigarettes outstripped nicotine gums and patches as quitting tool, many ex-smokers changed their habbit for vaping, then quit this as well. Also, you cand choose the amount of nicotine you wish for your product, from 0 to 6 or more nicotine/mg. Vaping is less harmful than cigarettes, so we got 1 point for the e-cigarette industry.<br />
<br /><b>Is it safe for your home and loved ones? </b><br />
<br />In the last years, all around the world we heard about accidents happened because of a burning cigarette left in the house. This couldn’t happen while vaping eliquids because nothing is burning in it’s technology. Also, the smoke from vaping is not dangerous for none of your loved ones, kids, elders or pets. Eliquids are bottled in glass bottles with childproof cap, so they won’t be able to open up the bottle, even if they find the image very tasteful looking. Your home, walls and objects won’t get dark by time because of the smoke, because here nothing is burning. So, here’s another thumb up for vaping.<br />
<br /><b>Is it pocket-friendly? </b><br />
<br /><a href="http://www.freesmoke.co.uk/">FreeSmoke UK Vape Shop</a> gives you the best products, with tasty flavours and freedom to choose the nicotine strength at best prices and offers! Also, think about how much you are spending normally on a box of cigarettes by a month. A box of cigarettes shoud be enough for couple days or even less, meanwhile a bottle of eliquid shoud be enough for almost one whole month. Another point goes to the vaping. <br />So, here we are, at the end of the list of vaping eliquids vs. smoking cigarettes and it seems like we have a winner! Feel the differences yourself! <br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-10133779155545950812015-12-01T07:53:00.000-08:002016-06-08T07:53:35.304-07:00December 1Hey guys!! Well, you know, this date, the 1st of December, is a special date. You know why? Because I was born on the 1st of December:D.<br />
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And it all started 17 years before, in a hospital….[it's a looong story...]<br />
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I still remember that day, when I was about 5 years old and my sister was 6. We were outside with mom, going for a walk and she suddenly asked mom: ” Mommy, why is the city so decorated with lights ? Is this because Arthur’s born on this day? Why don’t they decorate the city on my birthday too? “. This is a sentence that I will never forget [ ok ok, bro & sis love here, nothing more :) ) ].<br />
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Nowadays, I tell this story because, for me, you know, once in a year you have your birthday. Everyone’s birthday is special, my birthday is special because it’s the symbol of winter, it’s a very important date in the country where I live and ofcourse, because of that sentence :) ) .<br />
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[ So sis, I know you will read this, just smile and the next time we'll meet, just wave :) ) ]<br />
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On this day, there is only one track that I listen to, it’s called My december by Linkin Park [ it has two versions, one is the Reanimation Remix and the other one is a slower one, both of them are cool :D ].<br />
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I wanted to share this story with you, hope you enjoyed it, see you around, A.!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-52194411531660668242015-11-03T07:56:00.000-08:002016-06-08T07:56:18.055-07:00today?<br />
Hi again,…today? well…for me, it was a bad day but it doesn’t count because, in a few hours it will be the 4th of November.<br />
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I usually go on the internet and search for some quotations sometimes, but this happens only when I feel down or I had a game and we lost. I do this because it keeps me motivated so I don’t fall into depressive thoughts like: ‘in the upcomming game, will it happen again ?’ , ‘will I play bad?’ and something like that.<br />
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You’ll probably say, ‘what a whimp’, but it’s true. When you see that your losing game after game, your morale is decreasing and you can’t play well because you know the end, you’ll lose, but if you know how to bypass this ( like me ) you’ll be sad for only a few hours then you’ll be back on your feet again.<br />
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It’s about mentality…you can’t rule the world but you can rule your own world. It’s just like juggling with a ball, ‘ you control the ball, the ball doesn’t control you’. Until you get there, to ‘master the ball’, it takes time and practice, practice, practice. The more you practice the better you get at ‘ controlling the ball ‘. I’m saying this because I ( like the other ones ) was in a depressive mood. I was just thinking like ‘ why should I do that if it doesn’t help me?. This whole thing was working till I met my best friend. He said to me :’- well, your stupid ‘. I was like : ‘- hey, thanks, I really appreciate it! ‘ and went home.<br />
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I was searching for a track on youtube.com ( I don’t remember the name of it ) and accidentally found the following :’ rocky 5 inspirational speech ‘. I said : ‘-let’s take a look at it ‘ and started to watch it.<br />
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When it was over, with Mickey’s speech to Rocky, I just said : ‘- get up you son of a b****, because Mickey loves you! ‘ and the other day I started to train. I got better, so did my depressive mood, it gone away. I’m saying this because it’s easy to get down but it’s hard to get up.<br />
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So here comes the best part, how to get up? It’s easy, read the quotation below. Simple!<br />
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‘ The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place… and I don´t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently, if you let it. You, me or nobody, is gonna hit as hard as life. But ain’t about how hard you hit… It’s about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward… how much you can take, and keep moving forward… ‘ ( Rocky Balboa )<br />
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Hope this helped, A.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-45826792914568459172015-06-09T07:57:00.000-07:002016-06-08T07:57:36.072-07:00It’s been a while It’s been a while since I didn’t wrote anything new, but it’s never too late. For today’s post I have something unusual. I mean, I did my best today and managed to survive [ somehow indeed ] and back to unsual part.<br />
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What do you guys say about this? Get up early in the morning, about 6.00 o’clock, go running then get home, take a shower go to school, then play a short litle game [ football ofcourse ] then go to math class then play another game [ this time it was a bigger one ] and then drink your favourite drink and listen to your favourite song [ in my case, oasis - cast no shadow ].<br />
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Very unusual huh ? Well it’s not. Sorry for disappointing but hey, live with it, life’s the best challenge you can ever get, sometimes you win, sometimes he wins. You’ll get used to it.<br />
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I would like to write more, but I ran out of ideas, sorry, but I promise, next time, there will be a long and very interesting story! Until then, see you around, A.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-84644901048264957972013-04-02T13:05:00.000-07:002013-05-13T13:05:42.830-07:00Electronic circuits and… anatomy!<div style="text-align: justify;">
Has anyone really wondered what are they and how do they work? ‘Cause if you come to think of it, it’s pretty amazing actually how science evolved and what astonishing things we’re capable of, all with the help of electricity and electronic circuits! And by anyone I’m wondering and I mean anyone NOT interested in physics and who hasn’t paid much attention to it in school. <br />
Take a computer motherboard for example. Sadly for most people it’s just a maze of cool “lines” that connect pieces, and ..stuff….it just works and flashes the lights and powers your computer, and makes it “think” and “act” , and make it bend to your will! :). Your computer ,your phone and pretty much every “piece” of technology that you use ‘nowadays has one, and actually can’t literally function without. It’s like the heart or brain of your tv or your pc if you want! Now every motherboard consists of many electronic circuits that connect transistors and diodes and other pieces together allowing electric current to flow through and make everything work like a charm. There are two types of circuits and these are: analog circuits and digital circuits. Now the analog circuits usually help functioning and consist a power switch for example whilst a digital one is fundamentally different and make electric circuits take a more discrete value thus representing logical and numerical values. Think static random access memory (SRAM) and dynamic random access memory (DRAM). Leads one to think that men really design all of their technology the only way that they know how, and that in my opinion is….anatomy! <a href="http://www.electroschematics.com/" target="_blank">more circuits here</a><br />
Funny, but think of a pc. It has a motherboard and a case that pretty much holds everything together( body and skeleton) a battery that almost never breaks and runs out( heart) a processor that helps make simple and complicated operations and functions( brain) ram memory( lungs), electronic circuits( blood vessels), a power switch( nervous and sympathetic system) a video board( eyes) a sound board(ears) and not least a hard drive( the memory storage lobe of the brain)!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-10754914160365083482012-12-18T13:00:00.000-08:002013-05-13T13:01:19.491-07:00thoughts on “la cucaracha”<div style="text-align: justify;">
Since I was a five-year old kid in the tropics, I’ve been a certified La Cucaracha executioner. They’re presence in my territory was like Code Red and–whenever they’re around–I often felt like a naked virgin that’s completely vulnerable to their spine-tingling approaches.<br /><br />It was always a bloody conflict and it’s with them that I engaged in self-defense using my leather shoes. Sometimes, when I spot a roach lying helplessly on its back, I exacted revenge by resorting to chemical torture. As if I’m possessed by the vicious soldiers of General Yamashita, I mercilessly poured bleach or Muriatic acid on the roaches’ body until it succumbs to death–while I (on the other hand) suffer headaches from the reeking fumes. (cough cough)<br /><br />Experience has taught me that roaches usually emerged in groups whenever they sense the coming of rainfall after a scorching-hot day. Heaven forbid (but it seemed like it),that the roaches and I seem to have developed a mutual bond. An “arm’s race” if you will–which Biology calls Co-Evolution.<br /><br />Every time I tried to kill a cockroach, it always came back with a new strategy of dodging either my Kung-Fu or my chemical weapons. It escaped the bolt of my stomping feet in the middle of an open room. It shielded itself from the things I threw by taking refuge between the corner-walls. It shooed me more than once by gliding from a high wall and flaunting those thick, scaly abdomens in front of my face. What’s more, the monsters seem to know that I’m scared of them. Whenever threatened, they would fly to my direction instead of going the distance like a peaceful white dove.<br /><br />Cockroaches love me. Seriously. Whether adolescent or middle-aged, they always found ingenious ways of presenting their acquaintance. They kept on adapting themselves to any worldly devices I mustered to prevent their intrusuion. They gave me the privilege to experience an adrenalin rush of combined disgust, dismay, fright, and unprecedented laughter.<br /><br />The more I ponder on how they see the world, the more I’m impressed of their cunningness.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-49718373928989249042012-09-19T12:58:00.000-07:002013-08-27T04:07:43.045-07:00masses, economy & psychology<div style="text-align: justify;">
No Filipino would forget Lino Brocka’s masterpiece “Pasan Ko ang Daigdig” and Ms. Sharon Cuneta shooeing her abusive father with a long black whip. For me, that’s the epitome of a smoldering fox with claws (rawr). As these scenes unfold in front of “fatigued-by-life” audiences, I wonder whether we could really have a saviour like that. A celebrity who’d whiplash the assess of people who causes the suffering of many.<br />
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Now that’s Cinema Paradiso isn’t it? An auditorium where the masses can forget their unfair and sometimes destitute existence. It’s the place where they’ll see the entity of their wildest dreams–like a maid beating-up a blowsy employer. It’s where people living on a pittance will see themselves resurrected. A world where a voice is not denied to those who have less than impressive status-quo.<br />
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But in all honesty, I’d rather see scenes of ragged men in Philippine Cinema than see the ways of the rich. I don’t know if you notice this, but if you follow the trend of Philippine movies with reference to the economy, many of the classic movies of the 70s, 80s center on the underdogs of society. And yet, the economy was doing far better then compared to the present.<br />
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Nowadays, we have movie shoots from Milan (or any other foreign territory) where they feature well-to-do Filipino families. Movies about the broken-hearted ramblings of a spoiled-brat socialite. But in reality, more people live below the poverty line and the economy is far worse than in the 70s or 80s.<br />
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My statistics are nil, but I have the feeling that, in a developing country, using romanticism to cloak realism in film is vital for our progress. If the maid “Inday” saw a movie about a cleaning lady who toiled her way to unprecedented success, then perhaps the other Indays will get inspired to that idea. It will give them hope to do something better instead of collecting materialistic installment plans (wristwatches, Starwax, even translucent So-En panties). Trends which may be blamed from extensively glorifying the filthy-rich lifestyle.<br />
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I remember my early cinematic exposures during TV’s “Sari-Saring Sine”. The Peso-Dollar (USD) rate back then was only 20 Pesos to One Dollar. Yet, in a time when the Philippine economy was obviously doing well, I sat and watched my grandmother cry over disabled Rosemarie on a wagon, who begged for alms, while being pushed by the very young Gelli de Belen and Sheryl Cruz in Home Sweet Home (1983).<br />
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I know that many regard such plot as “formulaic” but there are situations more colourful than the story of Inday which lurks around the side-streets of our country. I have seen dramas in real life that I wish I saw in the movies. Like the scene in San Marcelino, where an itenerant mother commanded her young daughter to walk across a thorough-fare of ten-wheeler trucks. Or this scene from a busride to Laguna when a Christmas carolling young girl was pushed aside by commuters simply because the bus has reached one of its stops.<br />
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I believe that cinema should serve as the epicenter of hope in a truly rotten status quo.<br />
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<a href="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o254/kja_2974/Sa_Hirap_at_Ginhawa-84-Sharon-Gabby2-sf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o254/kja_2974/Sa_Hirap_at_Ginhawa-84-Sharon-Gabby2-sf.jpg" width="234" /></a>Though, at times, it does annoy me to see some *Sharon Cunetas of the country to have abused the admiration of our people. They make the news 24/7, shedding a few tears to further their political agendas. And expects justice and fan support irregardless of reason. Legions of fans who knew that she once peeled pineapples in the silver-screen, rallies on a fictitious belief (that perhaps like them) their idols were victims of unfair treatment.<br />
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But where were the *Sharon Cuneta’s when a murdered corpse of a child simmers in Formalin? Where were the *Sharon Cunetas whenever card-games are the only solution to fund the burial of a victim who’s shot by a trigger-happy drunkard? Where is our “*Wish Upon a Mega?” Our whiplashing fox?<br />
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With the existence of superhuman regard to our powerhouse casts, can we really blame our masses for being too emotional? I completely disagree.<br />
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In mass psychology, all masses have a leader.<br />
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I blame the leader.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-34124762023837220332012-06-05T12:57:00.000-07:002013-05-13T12:59:52.225-07:00thurs. coffee w/ superBitch<div style="text-align: justify;">
Gaaad! the sun shows up finally and I’m having my capuccino again. thank you for the messages *move to recycle bin. sipping sipping. lacks high-quality syrup. table sugar is so outdated. reading my script…i mean my agenda. finger tips on my forehead. digesting digesting. okay. gotta refill my parker to sign some papers. okay. annoyed by the people passing by. why can’t they sit down? settle down syndrome whatever. okay. concentrate. oops seesmic desktop on mac makes a noise. someone wagging their tail. okay. read it. ok not funny, press the snob button “x”. okay it beeps again. oh FB updates. so let me see… ahh the usual. …FB is a master with many pets. okay, someone sent invite to a place that’s like sincerely 10,000 miles away. yah right! *press ignore. shit i broke my nail from …ahh frustration. ok ok. sip coffee sip sip. call the ambulance. open my handbag… text my BFF. read the spam mail dropped from a space station. an invitation from scientology. crumple crumple. brochures brochures. “satisfaction guaranteed. (next sentence) i’ll see that your money is promptly refunded” so that’s dissatisfaction idiot. crumple crumple. “it costs you nothing” (but there’s like a dollar-sign) idiot idiot crumple crumple. coffee’s almost finished. sip sip, my pastry is dry. i blame the economy. don’t have to eat it but ok pay pay. give me the check. keep the change. be robotic. say thank you come again coz i’m leaving.<br />
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chow.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3161693822145342755.post-13488110624019576452012-03-14T12:52:00.000-07:002013-08-27T04:08:22.125-07:00the caring rose without the disco & alcohol<div style="text-align: justify;">
I wrote this note to re-examine tangible presence in my life. For many months now, I spent quality time with the members of the flowering family: the red rose, some pink tulips, purple Hyacinths and white Dahlias. I was accepted by this majestic kingdom of blooms for just the way I am. I love them with all my heart and it pains me to have not fully surrendered to their genuine beauty and unsolicited eagerness. Unfortunately, I was also distracted by bugs that were reverberating with conceited angst–like hornets at the wrong side of a window pane. <br />
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I never swatted insects upfront. I wish I did, but I chose not to. There were bugs whose existence kind of serves as a reminder, for which I cannot help but smile and appreciate the sense of humour they unknowingly offered. All I could do was watch and pry open the windows in hopes that they escape their confinements. <br />
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Such reckless presence convinced me that there’s so much beauty in acknowledging real potentials, and not buzzwords. Whichever books I examined, there’s a portion dedicated to people and things that were entirely significant to its creation. But most of the time, like life itself, it has been undeniably selective. There must be a reason why no film would roll its end credits providing everybody with special thanks–in spite of the fact that everyone must’ve done something in the making of a project.<br />
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The answer to this hushed fact is the reality that sharing common denominators are shallow by nature. Similarities won’t be the catalyst for liking and that the mere presence of company musn’t be rewarded. For personal relationships to be established and considered “deep-rooted”, it must be based on a presence that’s five-steps more miserable than established first impressions (without the disco and the alcohol).<br />
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Okay…make that ten steps lower without the disco and alcohol.<br />
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In the grand scheme of things, there’s always a turning point. It happened yesterday as I lounged at a lofty cafeteria. The view was breathtaking, and on my table was a rose in a vase and some typical objects to induce comfort in forgetfulness. My eyes were focused at the view outside my window that’s comprised of distant structures and strangers. With so little regard to objects within my range of vision, I missed the daily beauty and significance of the caring rose in front of me.<br />
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I left the cafeteria and finally came down to earth.</div>
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