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Revisiting Diliman
3.7.2013

I was walking around the places I usually passed by when I was a freshie in the University. Those where the times when I thought I was really nothing in the universe where a lot of incredible minds collide. I was a small fish in the vast ocean, a bottom feeder, perhaps.

As I tried to reminisce at the bygone days, I toured myself at the campus that has gone cold to me. I revisited edifices of the past, as well as pavements and trees that once talked to youngsters like me. I realized that I was lost in the beauty of my campus, consumed by the busy days.

And despite the workloads to finish, I tried to look again at my own world with innocent eyes. These are the places I once stay at with actually no people to greet because I don’t know them yet, and they don’t know me, either. It was the time when Marxism or Semiotics or other theories and history were not as important for me as today. Those were the times when lying on the cold stone or sleeping next to a large tree were the best rather than booze-filled nights at loud parties. Simplicity. I found life.

March 7, 2013
1:41
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Posted by jakepullsthetrigger
  1. applyphysicstoburnedarea reblogged this from jakepullsthetrigger and added:
    Ganda sa Diliman! Waahhh. HEAVEN. and HELL at the same time. You could just die there and bury your own corpse at Sunken...
  2. dimplelets said: Naalala ko ang unang dayo ko dito sa UP. Pakiramdam ko puro sila aral at walang social life. Malungkot. Bihira makakita ng mga tumpok na magkakaibigang nagdadaldalan. Walang magawa kundi kausapin ang mga punong walang pakialam sa nararamdaman mo.haha
  3. jhananana said: ganda ng lugar *u*
  4. maaarrko said: Dear, ‘yung watermark mo. :)
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