What Are You Thinking About?

[dreamur]

Where will the weekend bring our bosses and myself?...


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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AF1 na yan ! ;)

[macsd]

Where will the weekend bring our bosses and myself?...


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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Ano ba sir hilig ng boss mo so we can recommend?

[CVT]

Ano ba sir hilig ng boss mo so we can recommend?

Bro,- puro historical sites.... Corregidor, Mt. Samat, Intramuros, Fort Santiago, American Cemetery, Kawit Cavite, etc.... He's a soldier.....


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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[macsd]

Bro,- puro historical sites.... Corregidor, Mt. Samat, Intramuros, Fort Santiago, American Cemetery, Kawit Cavite, etc.... He's a soldier.....


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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There you go, you got him where he want to be. Corregidor is almost a whole day affair. Sa gabi like any soldiers, they want R & R. That's where dream reco get's into the picture.

[CVT]

There you go, you got him where he want to be. Corregidor is almost a whole day affair. Sa gabi like any soldiers, they want R & R. That's where dream reco get's into the picture.

We've been to all those places bro.,- during their earlier visits. I am running out of places to take them,- other than those in the south.

For their R&R bro,- I usually leave them by themselves after dinner and two bottles & company... Sometimes, we would go "as far as" the back/beside Rockwell...


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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[macsd]

We've been to all those places bro.,- during their earlier visits. I am running out of places to take them,- other than those in the south.

For their R&R bro,- I usually leave them by themselves after dinner and two bottles & company... Sometimes, we would go "as far as" the back/beside Rockwell...


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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oh yeah the back side, that's their favorite place. May be bring him North this time, Bataan follow the death march markers along the highway up to Capaz,Tarlac.

[Jun aka Pekto]

The youngest kid had her birthday at Chucky Cheese. Yuk. Lousy pizza and tiny lousy chicken wings.

[EQAddict]

Toyota said the certificate of stock report will arrive tuesday. How long typically before they can get the car registered after this step?

[SkyFlakes88]

We've been to all those places bro.,- during their earlier visits. I am running out of places to take them,- other than those in the south.

For their R&R bro,- I usually leave them by themselves after dinner and two bottles & company... Sometimes, we would go "as far as" the back/beside Rockwell...


"The measure of a man is what he does with power" LJIOHF!

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Suggestion lang sir why not try villa escudero? May small museum sila na wwII and you can eat all you can by the falls. It's along the boundary of san pablo and tiaong quezon. About 21/2 to 3hrs from manila average travel time. Let him try lambanog for R&R[emoji4]

[Juan Martinez]

i think of this one now--

Unsent Letters is a newsletter curated by Shakira Sison featuring unspoken sentiments gathered from reader submissions. It features unsent letters to real and imagined lovers.



Do I still love you?

It has been too long since we last spoke, even longer since we last met. However, I remember you so vividly: every detail of your face, the expressions you make, your scattered moles and freckles, your wrinkles, your dimples, the gaps between your teeth, your little fingers and toes, your body, your breasts, your laugh—everything. To be honest, not a day passes by without at least a single thought of you.

Does it still hurt?

No. Not really. I don’t think so. I remember you, but every time I dig out a memory of you, it would always be a happy one: kissing under the fireworks, holding hands in public, our after-work coffee dates—nothing worth hating actually. I guess that is the beauty of knowing that you have forgiven. There is no ill taste left in my mouth and it feels glorious!

Do I still miss you?

Yes. It’s hard to deny. You see, I remember you and I enjoy the memories you’ve left for me. Every time I think of you, I dream of reliving those days. If there were any way someone could live in the past, I would bury myself in it, if only I could spend another day with you. Oh how nice it would be to be able to hold you once more in my arms, to dance with you to the beat of silence and the sound of nothing but our breathing. How wonderful it would be to be able to make the distance between us disappear – our own personal atmosphere. I live this blind fantasy every time you pass by the corners of my mind. I miss you. I picture you in every beautiful way you could be imagined. I yearn for you, I dream of you, I crave you, I miss you, but I do not dare to seek you again.

I reckon I have not yet answered my first question...

Well...NO. I have forgiven you, I’ve let go of all the pain you have cost me. In the short year we have been together, I stomached your indecisiveness, I listened to your misfortunes, I let you sink my ship with your tidal wave of despair. You were broken beyond repair yet you were most beautiful cloaked in misery. It was never love you needed, if anything, love burdened you more.

So although it kills me to know that I will never be yours again, I rejoice - because with your absence, there is no more pain. Without you, the love I give is the same love I will gain.

They say it is best to love a challenging woman. Well let me tell you, it never ends well. What’s worse is that you are bound to carry your God-forsaken emotions to the deepest part of your soul and it will stay there till the end—all the love you wish she needed.

[_Cathy_]

Why is my right eye throbbing :cry:

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[StockEngine]

Why is my right eye throbbing :cry:

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Allergen prolly

[bloowolf]

Why people throw away 5 & 10 centavo coins. It's still money.

[vinj]

From how i read some comments on another thread, parang napakadali magka-undergrad degree sa Whar... I mean University of Pennsylvania

[Ry_Tower]

From how i read some comments on another thread, parang napakadali magka-undergrad degree sa Whar... I mean University of Pennsylvania

Saan yan? :D

[vinj]

Saan yan? :D

Ah basta... :D

[Ry_Tower]

Ah basta... :D

LOL.

[Juan Martinez]

From how i read some comments on another thread, parang napakadali magka-undergrad degree sa Whar... I mean University of Pennsylvania

tama. parang ang tingin ng mga ogag nato isang hamak lang na community college (no disrespect to community colleges). tangna mahirap nga pumasok sa pma.

[H1Tman]

I had to stop myself from commenting there hahaha. I figured those AH do not deserve the time. Ivy League Lang? BS all BS

[silver V]

i think of this one now--

Unsent Letters is a newsletter curated by Shakira Sison featuring unspoken sentiments gathered from reader submissions. It features unsent letters to real and imagined lovers.



Do I still love you?

It has been too long since we last spoke, even longer since we last met. However, I remember you so vividly: every detail of your face, the expressions you make, your scattered moles and freckles, your wrinkles, your dimples, the gaps between your teeth, your little fingers and toes, your body, your breasts, your laugh—everything. To be honest, not a day passes by without at least a single thought of you.

Does it still hurt?

No. Not really. I don’t think so. I remember you, but every time I dig out a memory of you, it would always be a happy one: kissing under the fireworks, holding hands in public, our after-work coffee dates—nothing worth hating actually. I guess that is the beauty of knowing that you have forgiven. There is no ill taste left in my mouth and it feels glorious!

Do I still miss you?

Yes. It’s hard to deny. You see, I remember you and I enjoy the memories you’ve left for me. Every time I think of you, I dream of reliving those days. If there were any way someone could live in the past, I would bury myself in it, if only I could spend another day with you. Oh how nice it would be to be able to hold you once more in my arms, to dance with you to the beat of silence and the sound of nothing but our breathing. How wonderful it would be to be able to make the distance between us disappear – our own personal atmosphere. I live this blind fantasy every time you pass by the corners of my mind. I miss you. I picture you in every beautiful way you could be imagined. I yearn for you, I dream of you, I crave you, I miss you, but I do not dare to seek you again.

I reckon I have not yet answered my first question...

Well...NO. I have forgiven you, I’ve let go of all the pain you have cost me. In the short year we have been together, I stomached your indecisiveness, I listened to your misfortunes, I let you sink my ship with your tidal wave of despair. You were broken beyond repair yet you were most beautiful cloaked in misery. It was never love you needed, if anything, love burdened you more.

So although it kills me to know that I will never be yours again, I rejoice - because with your absence, there is no more pain. Without you, the love I give is the same love I will gain.

They say it is best to love a challenging woman. Well let me tell you, it never ends well. What’s worse is that you are bound to carry your God-forsaken emotions to the deepest part of your soul and it will stay there till the end—all the love you wish she needed.

to all the girls i've loved before