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Slips of the Tongue: September 2011
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him. Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.". I can't even elucidate the confusion inundating in my mind. God knows I do love him so much.
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Slips of the Tongue: August 2009
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). Pugto pa ang aking mga mata. Pero bumangon ako sa aking higaan dahil hindi ko mawaglit sa aking isipan ang nangyari kagabi. Nilalagnat pa yata ako dahil sa sobrang pag-iyak at matinding emosyon na bumabanaag sa loob ko. Kelangan ko siya makita", aking bulong. Agad niya akong dinala sa labas ng tinutuluyan niya. Sinusundan ko lang bawat yapak niya na animo hindi nito alam kung saan paparoon. Para kakalimuta...
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Slips of the Tongue: July 2009
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). 10 pm - I was with a friend, her name is Ecca. a strange feeling was starting to give me freeze on my skin before we decided to have our dinner at MCDO Timog. But i was thinking twice to visit my fave cake cafe' along Tomas Morato. 10:45pm- We're riding on a jeep along Tomas Morato. I told Ecca to stop over Kitchen of Cakes coz i was craving for a single mouth-watering Decadent cake. Manong, sa tabi lang".
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Slips of the Tongue: November 2010
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. The Equation of Moving on. Mingming ( . ). If mending a broken heart is like solving a math equation, definitely it would be easier for someone like me (a mathematician as what my classmates called me wayback highschool and college days). I'm best in trigonometry, physics, statistics, anything that has to do with numeric symbols, calculating figures and providing solutions to seemingly tough math problems. Still trying to...
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Slips of the Tongue: December 2009
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). For the last time,. I stared at the four walls of my room with increasing sadness felt in the atmosphere. I closed my eyes because I couldn't hold my tears from coming out. Not again. Inevitably, they slid unhurriedly like liquid grains and dried up without traces. Reminiscent of moments shared with a person I hardly knew. The gentle wind gusted inside through the slightly opened window. Links to this post.
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Slips of the Tongue: April 2011
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). Should i say "finally, this is it! Am i in love? It's not that deep but it keeps me inspired for many weeks since then. Love is a decision governed by a strong feeling", a friend of mine told me. I made a choice which I'm not certain if i can stand for it but the feeling is overwhelming and we both know that it's beyond friendship, because it's larger than life. That he's not reaching my expectations?
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Slips of the Tongue: May 2011
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). Let me just defend myself from the wrong accusations of people throwing at me. I've heard so much. and some are too painful to bear. I'm just playing deaf and poker face but I'm not numb. I feel so much sadness more than anyone can imagine. But do I need to show them in the newsroom while I'm working? Because if I can really do that, maybe it would be easier for me to forget my feelings. Links to this post.
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Slips of the Tongue: August 2011
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Mingming ( . ). Wala kang karapatang pumasok sa isang relasyon.". Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit sobrang naapektuhan ako nang sabihan ako nito. Simula kagabi hanggang sa mga oras na ito, paulit-ulit sa utak ko yung linya niya. Hindi naman ako galit, pero nasaktan ako nang sobra. Parang ang dating sa akin, wala akong karapatang magmahal kasi makakasakit lang ako ng tao. Sa ngayon, masasabi kong tama siya.
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Slips of the Tongue: Ano ba ako sa'yo?
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Slips of the Tongue. Scribbling what seems to be unspoken. so it won't wither away. Ano ba ako sa'yo? Mingming ( . ). Masama ako. actually mali, napakasama ko pala. Ilang linggo ko nang sinusubukan umalis sa sitwasyon ko pero hindi ko alam bakit hindi ko siya maiwan. Bukod sa napakasama kong tao, sobrang tanga ko pa. Kasi pumapayag ako na back-up lang, second rate, next in line, pantapal, panakip. Butas, lahat siguro ng pedeng itawag sa isang taong hindi pedeng maging una sa listahan,. Parang araw-araw m...
