three words that has been lingering in my head since i heard it from john maxwell last september 15 at araneta coliseum. as i looked at a special page in my handy-dandy journal labeled "wishlist", i couldn't agree more.
speaking of wishlist, the rising tricycle fare is forcing me to address that item at the bottom of the list -- "a new bike". it's been eight months since my old trusty mountain bike was stolen (sniff!), and i badly need the exercise.
bike-hunting in quiapo this weekend sounds like a good idea. hmmm...
I want these back
I can't recall the last time I doodled, and out of nowhere, this came out today during our flag ceremony. Okay, maybe not ou...
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The eight-year old boy was oblivious of the time, and continued playing jolens at the empty lot behind the school. The rest of his playmate...
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The coming May 2010 elections will be my fifth national election since I joined mother station . And just as in the past four, I will not be...
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