past loves Tag

<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://petitinvention.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/stinky_trash-petitinvention.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img class="aligncenter" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 0px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 320px;" src="http://petitinvention.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/stinky_trash-petitinvention.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p> <p style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;">image borrowed from <a href="http://petitinvention.wordpress.com/">PetitInvention</a></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">I've always held a great respect for tenure. In fact, my life is filled with positions that are held for long periods of time: my family I've had all my life; my real friends are at least a decade old; exes last at the very least 9 months (or at least long enough to get someone pregnant); careers are several years in the making; even crushes (the palpable ones at least), I've kept for more than 365 days, and so on. The same thing goes for things I hold in great value -- my grade school exams, the first notebook I bought in Europe, pens I got on sale during high school, and love letters I received from relationships of yore (read: 1990) -- all these are still stored in a locked place in my house waiting for the day I decide to re-file them, or finally throw them away.<div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2008/11/secure-empty-trash/#more-14" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>

In lieu of new posts, and as I try to hurriedly catch my brain to write again, here's something you guys might find interesting. It's a new set of lyrics for a new song I'm cooking up. Let me know what you think. :) <div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2008/11/new-words-new-music/#more-12" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div>

<p style="text-align: justify;">HOPE. It's one of those words we closely attach to Hallmark moments and Praise & Worship. It has always been a "positive" word (if ever there are), usually given the all-too-overstated concept that everything will be fine, or that everything will turn out okay. It is one to push people to the belief that sitting down in passivity will yield a promising eventuality, or that the all-too-powerful notion of positive thinking will change the reality of life from one that is forlorn, to one that is filled with optimism. Few have dared to look at hope for the exact opposite of what it is believed to be - that it can be an agent of despair, and could be one to encourage blind faith.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2008/09/on-hope/#more-9" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>

<p style="text-align: justify;">** This post has been plucked out from my ElChay (Livejournal to you who don't yet know) because it seems like it fits my current mood for nostalgia. <span style="font-style: italic;">O baka naman kinikilig lang ako dahil nakita ko siya ulit sa</span> G4M (Guys4men to you who don't yet know, or pretending not to know, or to you who don't yet know when to come out).</p> <p style="text-align: justify;">Enjoy.<div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2008/09/someday-aka-rantings-of-the-kacheapan/#more-5" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>