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After growing so much for yourself, what else is there to do anymore? Growing has become to feel pointless. Whatever I do feels like it doesn’t contribute to anything anymore. I don’t feel stuck to say the least. I feel like my efforts are wasteful like a drowning man flailing his hands above his head in search for something to hold on to. I know I am doing something but I don’t see the meaning of it or how it fits in the general scheme of things. I just don’t see anything with purpose anymore. What are actions if not directed to a certain goal but empty motions. I should start to feel scared because I know this is not exasperation or hopelessness, much so delightfulness or acceptance. This is much worse for lacking anything and everything.

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Nakakamiss mag-bat ng baseball.

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I’m pondering on how life has been treating me this half year and all I can say is I’m pretty good with all the things that had happened and all the things planned ahead. I have lots of things to be thankful for and lots to still ponder on. I am not complaining. I’m just grateful for everyone in my life and everything.

I climbed Mt. Pulag for the first time through its Akiki Trail, an arduous trail that challenged my 2hrs sleep going to its summit just to witness magnificent sunrise above the clouds.

Trained hard enough to run my first half marathon in 2hrs 28mins and my second HM in 2hrs 47mins. Clocked in 1hr 53mins for 16km.

Met new people through Discord, running and other sports.

Still strengthening the friendships I have.

End of June gave me a bright news for my future travels.

I am quite happy on how things are going. I am always thankful and forever grateful for the blessings and opportunities being given to me.

To more life happiness and wins this H2 of 2026!

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I should be feeling energized with my training for my HM on June but what I’m feeling now is the complete opposite. I feel worse during my run, my feet hurts, my shoes feel hard and constricting. My breathing awry. I don’t know what to do.

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Hahahaha. Na-back to you ka ngayon @qlae

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I think I am failing work because of the lapses I did in the past weeks' deliverables. I need to make it up to them to get back my credibility in working.

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My friend’s IG got banned for some unknown reason, tho he’s jokingly saying that he got banned because of the reels I sent him of people in their high state of mind.

Few of our friends, as funny as they can be, asked if I was an asset. I didn’t directly respond but only said that’s better than being a liability.

HAHAHA!

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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.

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Ran at Pasig earlier. Got to run until the facility closed. It’s my first time running here and also my first time running on a legit tracks. I kinda like the controlled environment here but all I can see is the same scene for all the laps I ran. I still enjoy running on the road than running on tracks. It gets boring running on the latter. Still, both place to run have its pros that I like about.

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Ez run tapos puro uphill alangya

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I remember Lispenard St. with the boys trying to live their lives in a small, cramped apartment. The safety the place and its occupants brought gave him hope. Their years in the apartment taught them to provide help when it’s only being asked (which is rarely). The apartment saw so much but still remained silent, enduring with each passing year until its occupants moved out.

The boys learned, in their years of stay at Lispenard St., that life nurtures everyone differently. One grew up discontented, another grew up loved. Another grew up not feeling loved by his parents, and another with only struggles. They were raised differently yet they understood each other.

Lispenard St. saw everything in their lives — the good, the unhappy, the painful, and definitely the promises — until the end of their stories.

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Yung isang linggo lang nagtrain tapos umattend pa ng AOTN the night before. Anlala mo za!

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Item: A Recipe Book Rarity: ⏶ Common

Is there a food from a game you would love to have in real life?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

All the food in dungeon meshi

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Item: Your ID Rarity: ⏶ Common

Do you have a username you always use in games?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

Yes. It's Aza.

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Joined my first half marathon (HM) last Mar 22 and got a PR of 2H 28M for it. I only want to achieve sub3 but this HM made me achieve a sub2:30! TYL

Running long distance is exciting but the mental fortitude is excruciating. When I reached 5km my body shifted and adapted to the strain, remembered how it should keep itself up until the very end of a long run. I was at a cruising pace. While running, I kept telling myself that in a few hours, I’ll finish this race so I don’t need to run faster, just my normal pace. I also constantly checked myself for any fatigue. When I felt it, I slow down to my comfortable pace. Slow breathing to lower my heart rate and drank cold water to cool down my system. It became a constant work for me to regulate my body to sustain low level of fatigue all over the race. I kept on telling myself that in no time, I’ll reach the finish line and get to rest. Thinking of the rest after, the breakfast waiting for me, kept me going. It’s a tug war between stopping and declaring DNF and pushing myself to finish.

I never thought that I can run half marathon this fast.

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Awit