Posted on March 23, 2008 by migo
You’ll see beauty when you read my writings.
Before my superiors in our school publication start bombarding me with contradictions and criticisms because of the line above, let me defend my statement.
I write legibly, so legibly that it’s beautiful (viewtiful) – my handwriting is superb. May it be cursive or plain block letters, I pen them so [...]
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Posted on March 23, 2008 by migo
Do you want to write decent articles?
If yes, stop staring at that blank sheet that’s displayed on your monitor, remove your hands from the keyboard, and start writing – writing on paper. If no, then stop reading.
Though the computer is a huge help when it comes to our struggles with living in the [...]
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Posted on March 19, 2008 by migo
Written: 20Feb08
Walk your talk.
Some people are gifted with words and with their tongues that when they write or say something, they seem credible – they have formulated their own principles and convictions (without forethought) and is ready to fight and defend whatever cause that may be.
At least some people have the balls to practice [...]
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Posted on March 7, 2008 by migo
I do.
While I was taking a shower a few minutes ago, I managed to put ( I don’t know why) shampoo in my mouth while I was rinsing it off my head – YES, even shaved heads like me use shampoos.
Who in their right mind opens their mouth while rinsing shampoo off their hair? Who [...]
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Posted on March 6, 2008 by migo
There was sharp pain, the kind of pain where you say to yourself, “Oh expletive, something’s definitely wrong.”
I went to Rizal Stadium to wrestle and train with Coach Basas, Rover, and Danny the other day, and yes, something went wrong.
My right side started to hurt 3 hours into our session (I’m not one who complain [...]
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Posted on March 2, 2008 by migo
I am high; I am drugged.
Don’t ask why I know, I just know.
My runny and stuffy nose greeted me “Good Morning” when I woke up, their best-friends, Cough and Asthma, followed suit.
Having made plans to watch UFC and train afterward at a friend’s house made me decide to cure away my morning buddies by saying to myself, [...]
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