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Tsukasa_gamer
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Name: Ren
Country: Japan
Gender: Male
Interests: Playing video games...
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Industry: Business
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Member Since:
4/26/2006
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| Well its been awhile but I have decided to try my hand at writing again. I'm gonna go into this high horse again like a bike that I have ridden so long ago but hadn't forgotten (shhh... that was poor but go along with it.). Well I'm going to try to get a topic of the bat and hopefully my thoughts won't be gone into the wind. I guess the main point for me to get back into the fold is to try and write down my ideas into paper more often than I should. So cheers and hopefully I can go about changing how this blog of mine works. Or make a new one whichever would be better.
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| At the end of it all suddenly out of nowhere I just felt like shit, unprecedented anger towards myself just come rushing at me.What I need right now is the silence of the heart. I hope I can clear this up eventually.
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| Gone are the imperfect heroes of yesterday. Now we have heroes who are perfect, who can do everything and anything. Gone are the heroes who despite their imperfections still fight through obstacles. I miss the heroes of old, that fight even without the assurances of victory. Perhaps the reason I am finding the courage to do so myself. | | |
| With everyone being acquainted to chinese restaurants, some of you or perhaps all of you have tried this dish or perhaps even heard of it. But to me this dish perhaps holds a special place in my heart. For this dish I attach a huge amount of memories into it, so it was really nice when a few weeks ago a friend of mine went to a place where my memories are most vivid. Located in the corner of E. Rodriguez and Thomas Morato is the restaurant called "Big Bowl" now they have a honiker to the name by adding plus.
"To live would be to eat" I sincerely believe in this quote as most of the things that we would end up doing will be eating for the most of our lives. One of the things that both me and my late father shared is that we simply just adore this dish. So as it was a real treat when me and my friend went there out of my whims to have a little taste of memories past. Me and him would always order for this dish with my family, even though it would probably end up me and him eating most of it. Even if the dish was totally different or the place has changed my memories are still there, which I am most grateful.
And to my friend, Mr. Fiel John Meria, who joined me I know its kinda late but thank you. | | |
| Nowadays people find it that words should be backed up with action, that words are merely just empty nothings in comparison to action.
But I think words are harder to use more than anything else. I understand how hard it is to use words. From the words we use, order, and even our speech can affect how much our thoughts will be translated or at most times mistranslated. Words might not be enough to express our feelings, but actions are too general to even represent it. Words are harder to use, and even more so express. Not only we have to put up with the fixing and trying to find the right words and say it right, but also handles the pressures of the crowd, or perhaps the single person that makes your heart race and make your palms sweaty etc. etc. With words there are more ways to mess it than words where its either you are understood precisely or not at all.
So when someone tells you something, lets be more considerate, shall we?
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