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Thursday, November 05, 2009
because i love to look back

It was her last day in Iloilo City; and she decided to spend it walking around the campus she has considered home for the past four years.

She decided to walk along the street in between Roxas and Quezon halls before heading back to her boarding house. The walk made her remember the PE classes they had in front of QH and lthe unches at the Nursing canteen. She remembered the concert at the football field and the Logic classes with Sir Ligasan at QH. She remembered the afternoons when she and her friends would hang out in the benches, waiting for their next classes... the Cultural Anthropology class with Ma'am Famatid (and the debate over evolution)... the time when she almost cried in front of a professor because of a mix-up... the time when she and her friends scaled the AS gate... and the very first time the school guard apprehended her for wearing civilian clothes (should have passed at the second gate).

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009
between the lines

  
Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me
Always between the lines
Between the lines
- Between the Lines, Sara Bareilles

http://www.jango.com/stations/179439809/tunein?proxy_id=4299736&song_id=207670

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Thursday, August 20, 2009
A week...

 
of remembering... of looking back... of sorting out things... of renewing friendships...

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