... and have been running on my wheel -- even on weekends -- for 2 months and a week.

It's getting what I always wanted.  Or maybe, it's getting what I always thought I wanted.

I miss weekends.

It is as though the years didn't happen, I think to myself as I sit this way from you, looking at my drink, my hands, the back of my hands -- stirring my drink as though I can replace, dissolve the hurricane that was you and me.  My heart is pounding again, not as vigorously as you could once suddenly stir it to do, but enough so that the rushing ( Read more... )

It is a soft, subtle, fades-around-the-edges afternoon.  I am warm, woozy, winding down; resting on my bones, my limbs.  The window is open and a small, quiet breeze ventures in.  I stir my yogurt, watching a stray ray of setting sun play on the golden stripe of honey snaking through the tart cream.  It is quiet, and if I look out I can almost ( Read more... )

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GUESS WHICH ANCIENT BOYBAND IS GETTING BACK TOGETHER AND GOING ON A WORLD TOUR!!!




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The convenience of being able to plug into 150 different countries --
in one teeny little adapter.

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And it caught me by surprise.  I haven't felt this way in ages.  My insides haven't clenched just remembering the angle of the smile you'd shoot me, across the room across those tables across the miles that keep us further away than we really are.  And suddenly it's happening again, I'm feeling warm and restless and my throat is parched like none ( Read more... )

Answer the questions below:
- Do a Google Image search with your answer.
- Take a picture from the first page of results.
- Don't copy the answers of the person who posted this before you.

1. the age you'll be on your next birthday

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FABULOUS!!!

Maroon 5 ROCKED.  They sound better live than they do in a CD.

Adam Levine is HOT HOT HOT.  Naglalakad na panty ko sa stage...

Highlights:

- The fabulous crowd.

- The whole stadium going nuts and singing along with "Sunday Morning" and "This Love".

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I try to remember how I used to find myself each morning -- on the floor, on my knees, on the edge of the world with only salty water leaking from my eyes keeping me from falling over forever into the deep, deep dark six that was you.  (Was it us?)  I remember the taste, the iron and dryness and saline mixing into some organic paste akin to blood ( Read more... )