September 2011
36 posts
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Sep 30th
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I remembered his quote which I read a long time ago, and it’s still with me since then. Sabi niya, “Freedom, the spirit of liberty is in the heart. When it dies there, no constitution, no court of law can restore it.” So in other words, hija, in that mycosis and result of human development springs deeply from the heart. It’s the heart, the spirit that moves men and nations....
Sep 29th
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Sep 29th
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Sep 28th
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Sep 27th
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“Good art is a kind of magic. It does magical things for both artist and...”
– David Foster Wallace, from a letter to the editor in Harper’s Magazine in 1996. Earlier that year, Jonathan Franzen wrote his famous essay, “Perchance to Dream: In an Age of Images, a Reason to Write Novels,” where he lays out his attitude toward contemporary fiction, and proposed a template that...
Sep 22nd
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Sep 20th
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Why must one censor their thoughts or opinions? A few reasons stand, but I am sure the opinion of others is not one of them. Let those who want to judge, judge. They are of no importance to the person who decides to put their mind to work and choose not to be ashamed of it.
Sep 19th
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“Most intellectuals have no money. And worse, with them you may realize that...”
– F. Sionil Jose, How A Nobody Can Be A Somebody Quick, Hindsight (column) in today’s Philippine Star
Sep 17th
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'Language of the Learned.' May ganon? →
Sep 15th
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...That moment you wonder, 'Am I even made for...
This is Today.
Sep 14th
The Philippines is a dumpsite. Those who disagree,...
I always thought the rubbish problem in the Philippines has to do with the absence of trash cans everywhere. Commuters casually dropping their Lemon Squares wrapper onto the bus floor or nonchalantly tossing their McDonald’s take-out plastic out the window; people waiting by the sidewalk or walking the streets spitting on the ground without care. I see this everywhere, and reprimand them as...
Sep 14th
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So.
I just asked the boy of my dreams out for a date tonight. And guess what? He said yes. *insert girly squeal here* That he is already my boyfriend makes the asking out process so much easier. ^_^
Sep 13th
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The Book Project Manila: Shallow Cuneta  →
thebookprojectmanila: So this article with the title “Why We Are Shallow” is currently making some noise like the Vengaboys in the cyber world. The article points out what has been bothering a lot of us, for quite some time: People don’t read anymore. And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why we are shallow, this is…
Sep 13th
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Sep 13th
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Sep 12th
Sep 12th
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Sep 12th
Sep 12th
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Sep 11th
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Dearest friends & reader(s), OOSS is now a ... dot... →
Kindly update your links and pay it a visit, guys! :)
Sep 9th
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Sep 8th
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Sep 6th
Signs of the times:
The words e-mail and old-fashioned are now used in the same sentence. Using a pencil sharpener is now a novel activity.
Sep 6th
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Sep 5th
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Sep 5th
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Nestled in a beanbag on artificial grass, my butt freezes in the cold that is our office. I stare out the floor-to-ceiling window, at Monolith machines doing their thing, and the gridded city with patches of green interrupted by slabs of concrete and sand. Sometimes, I just wish for all the building to stop. That whomever may look out at this view from my spot, years from now, may see what I...
Sep 5th
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“In a knowledge economy, digital information can flow fast and free. When...”
–  Dr. David Rock, Your Brain At Work, PsychologyToday.com
Sep 5th
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A book lovers' tour of New York →
Great honeymoon idea for bibliophiles.
Sep 5th
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As soon as I click 'Create Post,'
I will work hard on ceasing to be a whiner. 
Sep 4th
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And so, I’ve had to come to terms with the fact,...
themorninglight: Mike Donehey HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Dear God, You work in funny ways. One is that, just when I need it, you reach me. ON TUMBLR. Love,  Your Prodigal Daughter. (Johna.)
Sep 4th
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Sep 4th
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Sep 4th
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A little while ago, I stumbled over old photos. I...
They just happen to contain stories, the kind you can claim yours, though not entirely. Not when you’re looking at them again. They hold moments of another lifetime. Sort of. You look at the people and you recognize them, though you may not know who they are. Not completely, at least. They are different people. They were you at one point, this other person at another point. They are people...
Sep 1st
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Sep 1st
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August 2011
26 posts
Aug 31st
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