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Today, Mai asked me copies of those "tags" that were all the rage in Facebook (and the blogging world) years ago so she could answer them herself. I couldn't help but cringe while reading some. Did those answers really come from me? How would I react to those questions now? I'm answering some of those tags again, after more than 5 years, just to see how much my perspectives and opinions have changed compared to when I was but a nineteen-year-old girl. 1. Why aren't you with the person you were first in love with? Past me said: "Because he ...
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F*ck vanity. Yes, you are great. But so is everyone else ...
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Disclaimer: There are a lot of lazy people in the world. This is about the rest of us who are getting bad rep. I'm spontaneous. Some people think that's a flaw. I think it's brilliant. And FYI: Planning and spontaneity are not mutually exclusive. At a moment's notice I'm ready for a summer road trip. Movies? Sure! Coffee tonight? Why not? We can be there in a couple of hours. I'm basically up for anything at anytime. Now while I may spend the majority of my days egotistically thinking I'm super awesome and rare, I would hedge my bets that ...
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You'll fall in love with every person you date, until you meet the right one... and you fall into life ...
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Words, by far, are what I consider the best weapon I have against the fiendish villains of real life. There are several reasons why I blog. First, life has what I like to call “dead air”. Sometimes, we have nothing to do but sit on a couch and wait 'til our backs ache — we stare at the television, forcing ourselves to watch all those doggone awful shows; or maybe torture our eyes through our computer or phone screens all day. To sum it all up, life reaches a boring point. And to make the spare time productive, I write ...
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Decided to publish this five-year-old draft today, just because For the next twelve hours... you will be with me, and I will be with you, and we will worry about nothing but the cold night, which eventually will be not so cold after all, for I will be warmed by your embrace, and together, we will rock ourselves to sleep. The blues are freezing, yet we will stand in the middle, unmindful of the chills. You will hold me and would not let go, and we will watch the water steam. For the next twelve hours... I will lock myself ...
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