Walk Slowly.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:58 AM

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Walk slowly and dare to realize
The mark you've made in other people's lives
And then gently turn and walk away
I'll see you some other day -- I guess
Rest your head, don't be scared
And wake up tomorrow morning
To walk the path to where you're going.

Walk slowly and start to realize
You've been there once before
You'll never have to cry
And then gently turn and walk away
We'll live to share your story another day
So stop making faces
No you can't make me erase this
You can't make me cry right here
You know I'm saving all my tears till I get there.

I'd like to toast this bottle of beer for you,
Thank you.


kisses from here to wherever you are dear Kikoy.

What I Need To Know.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 7:33 AM

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Self-centered is a beautiful word, and the only true way to live.
Because when you are not self-centered, you are centered somewhere else,
- in things, in other people, in activities.

I Vs. I.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 10:33 AM

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CHARLES: John, you can't ignore me forever.
JOHN: Charles, you've been a very good friend to me. The best. But I won't talk to you again. I just can't.
(to MARCEE): Same goes to you baby girl. Goodbye.

- - -

Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be?

"I still see things that are not here. I just choose not to acknowledge them. Like a diet of the mind, I just choose not to indulge certain appetites; like my appetite for patterns; perhaps my appetite to imagine and to dream."

"I've gotten used to ignoring them and I think, as a result, they've kind of given up on me. I think that's what it's like with all our dreams and our nightmares, Martin, we've got to keep feeding them for them to stay alive."

- JOHN NASH, A Beautiful Mind.

Panganod.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:03 AM

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Please?

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 8:27 AM

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don't i hold you like you want to be held
and don't i treat you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
don't i hold you like you want to be held
don't i please you like you want
and don't i love you like you want to be loved
and you're running away
and what's your name
like i'm in the way
and wasting too much time
don't i hold you like you want.

That's what he said. And for the first time in ages, I was speechless.
He knew. He knew how I felt towards him afterall.

Well, if he's smart and he knew, then he should know when to stop.

Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 4:45 PM

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Symptoms include:

Tingling or numbness in your fingers or hand, especially your thumb and index, middle or ring fingers, but not your little finger. This sensation often occurs while holding a steering wheel, phone or newspaper or upon awakening. Many people "shake out" their hands to try to relieve their symptoms. As the disorder progresses, the numb feeling may become constant.

Pain radiating or extending from your wrist up your arm to your shoulder or down into your palm or fingers, especially after forceful or repetitive use. This usually occurs on the palm side of your forearm.

A sense of weakness in your hands and a tendency to drop objects.



Precipitating Factors:

Plurk.

Jam Legend.

Guitar Geek.

Rock Riot.

Facebook.



Remedy:

Because I've been absent 2 days in a row without valid reason, I will therefore impose upon myself -- SELF RESTRAINT FROM THE INTERNET.

Internet access is limited to 2 hours each day.

Fair enough?

Facebook Is A Devil's Advocate.

Posted by Maane Simpas | Posted in | Posted on 3:39 PM

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The author needs something else to put the blame on for her sloth.

She has been absent from work for 2 consecutive days without any valid reason.

Only, that she consumes (and wastes) so much of her time
"socializing" and "networking" or playing games.


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