December 2011
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My 2011 in bullets
Time for a recap. Listed are the unforgettable events of my year.
January
My tumblr turned 1!
13th General Workers Assembly.
Premiere of our spectacular video (Drought to Abundance) in HUM2!
February
Surprises
Tours: Museums and Corregidor
March
The great harvest: UNO!
New pet dog: Maxxi!
Audition for TP
Firsts: PVZ and MerNels. Haha
April
UNSTOPPABLE WORSHIP CAMP!
Towdah’s...
livingblissfully asked: you have an awesome playlist on your page! :)
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While you wake up today, someone is breathing...
“Love your enemy. But don’t forget: he is not your friend.”
– Aleph by Paulo Coelho (via totallypeculiar)
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"I'm okay."
Two words. A common response given when someone likes to know how the other is doing. But the truth is that even when the situation is upside down, people still continue to say this very short response. I don’t think the reason is saving time, but I really believe it is because of the fear of opening up everything. There is something that is kept for the self. Although it is not really true,...
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Another Day
(Buckshot Lefonque)
Another day Staring out of my window Thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow Wishing things would clear No need to rush I ain’t gonna worry Any moment my sorrow Is bound to disappear Sometimes I tell myself I’m better off without you And then I have to face the emptiness I feel inside without you And find a way to make it through another day I need a way to find the...
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I’m used to it.
I’ve always experienced this kind of feeling. Even if I desperately want to escape, I know that I have no chance. Then, it happened that as time passed by, my senses came together. I have become immovable. Everything lead to impassiveness. It was useless, after all. I’ve got no more response to give.
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A Violinist in the Metro
A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousand of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his...