Heavy Steps to the World

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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Living Apart

My mobile ended with zero balance. I imagined how this small gadget had helped my living nowadays. It's year 2003 when I first owned such gadget from my own money I earned from my plant-job training salary and scholarship allowance. Year 2005, my 5-year girlfriend sent me a message asking if I still... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 14, 2009

The Story Behind a Wooden Bowl

An old man is living with his son, daughter in law, and four-year old grandson. The family ate together at the table. The grandfather's trembling hands and blurring sight made his eating in difficulty. Most of the time, spoon was rolled off in the floor, food spilled in the table and in the floor,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Blogit Virginized

Our company had reached five years without lost workday case. As token, each employee received compaq mini laptop. This morning, this small electronic handed to me by our department secretary. Wow! I can write now while watching television. Blogit is the first ever site it opened. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Women Power

Whenever it is, our opinions will never meet. How could I talk to a guy who never tried to court a girl and was on a fixed marriage? How could I break his belief that girlfriend is for fucking and the wife as servant? How could he said that all! My mother brought me in this world sacrificing for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 8, 2009

You're Invited

My grade school classmate invited me to her wedding. I can't attend because I'm working miles away. Yet ocean parting as apart, I never forgot to send her a message on her last day of being single. "Best Wishes". However, my girlfriend attended the wedding ceremony as bride's maid and before the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 7, 2009

A Day with Fire

Muscle pain.....massage.....sleep....... The day is over. Yesterday, it's my opinion to go out in the field. Today, my superior requested me to be in field as his assistance. I collected all activities and prepared report at the end of the shift. All my sleeping powers was used as one of our raw... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 6, 2009

Distinguish by a Voice

It's my idea to go out in the field. All of the time, I'm with my control panel in a big room, now I want to go out to join those people working with me in the field with a blessing from my supervisor. I opened big valves, climbed high tanks, and stepped hundred stairs. I just laughed with our new... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 3, 2009

Mandy and the Bus

This is my journal written on May 10, 2007 about my closest coworker. I want to share. Si Mandy at ang Bus (Mandy and the Bus) After playing basketball, he's trying to catch up the last trip of bus back to Manila. I go with him because if he can't, he will take the night in my apartment. The rain is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 1, 2009

Afraid of Death, Guns and Flowers

In heaven, doesn't anyone grow old? When this ageless start? If I died today, so it means I'll be 26 years old forever? I read a spiritual book and it explained that human composed of body, soul, and spirit. The body for material things, the soul is the human himself with emotions, and the spirit... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 31, 2009

How to Loss Head in Seconds

Today is Friday, working holiday for muslim countries. Dusts are all scattered in the entire region telling that the greatest summer is approaching. Ramadan will be celebrated together with humidity and high temperatures.It's really a sacrifice for a working personnel especially those working in... Sign in to see full entry.

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My high school English teacher taught me how to keep memories through journal.I wrote how I felt and the activities I've done. I ended with scrap books and now online blog.

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