December 2010
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Luneta
During the last day of 2009, I decided to accompany my grandfather on one of his random pleasure trips because apparently, according to Mother, old people tend to return to a childlike state, restoring faintly a glint of the adventurer’s spirit and with it stirring a desire to mosey about to random places.
That didn’t seem to be the case that cold, quiet morning.
Our destination was unbeknownst...
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I’ve resolved to abstain from alcohol FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR.
My aim sucks
To let the influence sink in, I would need time and a dollop of ambiguity. I long for a steady push, geared towards abundant pleasantness.
I’m rather finicky about things I know would lay heavy upon me. Explains why I have become rather unfriendly towards words continually playing in my head – recorded thoughts of another that have no immediately recognizable effect but will one way or another...
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R: Boobs are overrated, anyway.
M: Tell that to a starving infant!
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Who are you calling fat
I was in the middle of being teased that I consume too much rice when my name was called. I won a gift from the Christmas party raffle, apparently. So I thought, hey, cool. They handed me a medium-sized box. I wasn’t particularly interested in it or anything, but I peeled the tape, carefully undid a portion of the wrapper and took a peek anyway.
It was a rice cooker. >__>
Night of nights
So, Hiromi last night was beyond words, beyond expression. I arrived home thinking how dreary my night had suddenly become: immediately fall asleep and resume routine early in the morning, as if I was deprived of an ample time of respite to properly reflect on the places she’d taken me. Ah, but she’s such a sweetheart. Her words were simple, unlike her music, but they were as sincere. To be in...
A letter to my sister
You are outside, face buried in a desk, minding your own business.
Eventually you will have to take a break, and you just so happen to gaze skyward at the afternoon sky. You see a trail of smoke - a remnant, a result. Sometimes it’s pleasant, sometimes it’s not of value. But it is yours. Always yours.
It’s important to have goals. You have to maintain a balance between upholding a watchful...
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