stefan, stefanie

“click-click; match-match”
(science of sleep)

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my life through my room

“There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up.” - Oscar Wilde
i have a theory that once i’ve gotten my room in order, the rest of my life would follow suit.
some people say that that’s overstating it. my life depending on such a tiny [...]

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buses and trains

This is an exerpt from a blog that i found through jana who just commented in one of my entries.
Written by a guy especially for the ladies. (edited it a bit… If men were buses, how do you catch one? A more important question is - how do you catch the RIGHT one? Simple: You take [...]

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i like to watch movies alone (sometimes)

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bottling memories

like what Neil Gaiman’s Morpheus did to that fabled city of Baghdad (did i get that right?), i’d like to save my baguio inside a bottle and keep it hidden deep inside a trunk, where it can lie still and warm, under a blanket of dust, safe from age and other memories.
the road up to baguio would [...]

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do i know Mr. Potatohead?!

‘What will your obituary say?’ at QuizGalaxy.com

or maybe the title should have been “does mr. potatohead know me?!”

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today and a blast from the past (it’s a pretty pointless post)

i love weekends… when i was a freelancer, nearly everyday felt like a weekend, except when i had a project that i was cramming for. these days, weekends have become a rare commodity.
saturday evenings used to be dedicated to the Xchange, while the rest of the day was spent sleeping in my room and reading. [...]

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questions

“someday somebody’s going to ask you a question that you should say yes to.” - Old 97’s
last sunday morning, a guy i’ve known for most of my life asked me, “Will you always only see me as a friend?”
just like a true libran (i don’t know much about horoscopes–nor do i believe in them but [...]

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cultivate in me serenity

 i am so tired of running
and catching up with the wind.
so teach me to be still, my Father
wrap me in your arms,
let my heart beat with Yours,
and cradle me in Your breathing.

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cashing in the bad days

saturday morning, stef wakes up with two infections– one on her foot so she couldn’t wear heels to the big highschool reunion dinner party (or let her walk in any footwear– just lurch), the other one on her upper lip to deform her face just so.
it’s a good thing she still has her sense of [...]

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