Danum_T_Ubbog

"Danum" is an Ilokano word for water and "Ubbog" means spring. Literally it means Spring Water

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From the crowd, I saw of what seems like a familiar face, then I looked again and shrug. I can't remember where and when? But, then my gaze keeps going back to that face. Must be a look-a-like of someone I one knew. Outside, he came for a short chit-chat and while we talk a thought again, reminding me of something I can not seem to recall. Except, for a tick on my heart that seems so familiar.

#OldDiary #FamiliarFeeling #FaceFamiiar

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JG Summit Petrochemicals Group (including our contractors) joins the International Coastal Clean-up. Thanks to all volunteers!

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I don't mean to reject love, when I break someone's heart, my heart crashes 10 x more, and crinkles that love might not come knocking back

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“Alone"

I am hurting 

thus, I am going

to places

to find space 

in understanding me 

and finding glee

from the hurt 

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Thank you for making me feel, I'm just somebody you used to know. At least, now I can relate to a beautiful song.

[poems-and-word]

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When all doubts and instincts lead to a conclusion, then all logic leads to one thing. But the heart says another. #MindOverHeart #HeartOverMind #Reasoning #Hearting #Decisioning

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Somehow, I got tired. I got tired of reaching out. I got tired starting all the conversations. I got tired messaging you first. I got tired of waiting for your reply. I got tired of your short answers. I got tired of hoping that our old ways of talking would come back. I got tired, I am moving on keeping only good memories of you, but never forgetting how you made me feel tired.

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I was willing to give up my world for you, but then you turned cold. So, I decided to enjoy my world without you.

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I fell in love with someone who, just the thought of him weakens my knees and his touch electrifies my body. With him I lost all logic and reasoning. i just knew my heart beats for him.

But then, I realized i don’t want that kind of love,

I want a love that strengthens me. I want a love that makes me think clearly.I want a love that reasons. I want my heart back for a love more universal.

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Naglaho

Noong umagang iyun,

tiningnan kita diretso sa iyong mga mata

at sa sandali ding iyun alam ko,

naglaho na

naglaho na

ang anumang meron tayo

ang anumang meron tayo

na di natin alam kung anong ganap

buong araw tayo magkasama

tumatawa, nag picturan, nag uusap

pero di na muling

nagtagpo ang ating mga mata

ang araw na iyon

ay isa na lamang palabas

Nakapagtataka na di ako nalungkot?

Walang kirot o sakit?

Naglaho na

naglaho nang walang kadahilanan

ang araw araw na pagbati

ng “good morning” ay

naging madalang na din

nakapagtataka?

hindi ko hinanap?

hindi ko inantay?

ang araw araw na pagtanong mo

nang “kumusta ang araw mo?”

nakapagtatataka?

hindi ko din inasam?

Dahil noong umagang iyon

alam ko sa iyong mga titig na

naglaho na

naglaho na

ang anumang meron tayo

paalam at salamat

sa araw - araw na pagbati mo ng

“good morning” at pagtanong mo nang

“kumusta ang araw mo”

naglaho man ang anuman

ngunit ang aking pasasalamat

na minsan ay naging bahagi ka

ng aking umaga at gabi

ay di maglalaho

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On Loving

In love, I learned that it’s not important that I be loved back, what’s more important is that I know in myself that I am capable of loving.

By loving I learned selflessness, letting go and the hope of loving again. With every pain that love brings it’s like, a wound, a cut, a burn, a scar, an injury, a lifetime memory, a reminder that you once loved. I cried with each pain, but I never once swear to not love again. I learned that loving someone is always coupled with pain. By loving I take risks, the risk that I might not be loved back, the risk that I might be loving more or less, the risk that I might too fall out of love, the risk that one day I might realize that I’m in-love with the wrong person.

And yet I continue to love.

Old Notes from My Diary 07/21/09

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