ah. after months of not drinking coffee, I indulge myself with an original roast with that intoxicating wood scent strong rich beans. so much for pure coffee. mix with only a little sugar. the bitterness I look for.

 accompanied by a nice contribution of workload setting itself in place amidst the shambles and tight time..still setting

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I was made to eat sweets this week. Haven't eaten anything sour that lasts more than a minute. Men. I was even forced to eat lots even if my tummy would scream for a no. And as usual, I am called to do something where the place I am called at is full of people near the place where I am intended to be doped for. You know, the situation where you just got upstairs to your temporary bedroom and had dived into the bed for pc works then no 30 seconds had passed they will call you back downstairs at the kitchen just to close the windows. Uh-huh.

There's also this talk thing where the person says so-so regarding the other person when the speaker himself is more than what he describes the other person as.

I might as well go out of the house here today. Haven't stepped out. My will says so. But, my body says no.

Fu.

{ mood } asdfghjkl

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The SSentocia Stuffs is a denomination for an online wardrobe and accessory shoppe created by my mom and I with its own kind of history. SSentocia is a portmanteau for my boardwalk's nom de guerre Sinillican Sentocia. Stuffs is my mom's wording. The shoppe will be officially open by next week to the public fb shopaholics and will be only a pure business account.

Today, we are in the process of to-do's. My mom is more on the preparation of the materials and primary chooser. I am tasked to crane my neck for the organization, visuals, and the technical sectors. The wardrobe section includes pre-loved and brand new ones delivered from either the national centre of shopping districts or direct exports.

The accessory section consist mostly of jewelries designed by either my mom or I while the rest are made elsewhere. The range of styles is stupendous. THERE are the very affordable but real chic ones made of woven fabrics, painted and carved woods, beads, and for-fashion-sake materials. Genuine collections are also made available from pearls, 925 silvers, heavy gemstones, white swarovkis, hard woods, Bangkok/Thailand 10k gold semi-bangle, to corales and capis from the Southern Luzon and Visayas regions. Since I am not into lavish ones one way or another but acknowledge its creations I am more of either the posh classic or the avant-garde. What we have to offer are a quite satisfaction for quality and appearance for its defined elegance and magnanimity which are in congruance with the reasonable prices.

If it's into jewelry I am fond of "collecting and compartmentalizing" so some of the products are personally mine and haven't been used. Don't worry I do have my for usage ones and making it sure to don it on the proper time and place and if necessary. It's somehow the same for my older sister and mom. We are quite picky but we have varying tastes so the products we avail will be really that diverse. The funny thing is my mom and older sister would ask for my advice sometimes. I am not too vocal of fashion unless the need arises. Perhaps, with this new installment I can reach out the "liking" for it. You name it.

I am not still sure if I would be converging my own brass of bracelet collection in sketches. I have attempted a finished product of my first set and it came out pretty nice. I like it. If ever I have yet to convince and convene with a potential jeweler since I don't have the exact resources, it's more of pearls and gemstones and er...curvatures.

Please take care of me/us. I am still on my biological academe and the writing stint but I don't see this only as a mere side-track. I hope we will have good going for transactions and progress.

Oh. Right. I am posting a wee-bit info of this new venture of mine in a friends-only type of user account. Way to go!

Yours truly,

Miss LLMM

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During swift breaks but a lot, I pass by any substantial write-ups. If it's regarding the otaku world I passed by thru this, skimmed it throughly. And it seems I passed by thru it once again. The context is written in an economic world of stocks and office lives very distant from the anime. Although the characters are derived from an anime made for viewing years ago, the plot is realistic and a confine where the normal secretary falls in love with the boss scenario has actually gotten thru me which even if I have encountered same scenario is the ONLY one that got thru me sans failing to uproot from the original personalities of the characters from the anime. I may have read the same genre before and appreciated those but the over-all melange of setting, plot, dialogues, interactions, puns, connotaions, and the wavelength was played thoroughly. The word is not captivated, outwitted, nor strongly admiring. But, I more than appreciate it. And that's more than enough. 

The fanfiction is entitled Unpredictable by MystiKoorime who is probably at the range of my age. It has 17 chapters. Published on 10-09-06 and completed on 02-27-10. The link is below:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3191814/1/Unpredictable

{ mood } sniggering

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I overbent. Slouching and cringing at the bed's edge. Tch. I better finish things started today before I go to sleep. So much for the props I laid out on my temporary bed and other parts of the house. The studio is yet to be availed. So I use the bedroom of my brother who is well not staying here already and seldom comes home during day-offs.

I make use of his room very well. talk about stuffing my boxes and luggages there. (here)

Anyway,

I really have to pull myself together. The shoppe is not only what I am doing.

Right.

{ music } compilations I am moving
{ show } stream of photos for the shoppe
{ mood } double-time or rather triple

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Had a quick lunch break.

Found a string bean salad, caved in for spices and herbs and springled lots of those on the salad. Good to go with a normal dressing.

Back to "work"

{ music } tv commercials and kor variety shows
{ mood } ahhh?????......

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tama ba namang upuan un jelly case ng phone ko. chamagara.

wala na akong pambili ng new kung masira. poor every summer.

summer, neoye deuri wonhaneun rieollitiga ireongeonya!

hue "< -))

{ music } sister nagging
{ mood } 75% into work mode while at home

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Fed the familiar hare of fax machine. Gobbled on very ripe papaya. Grabbed a mug of scoops of brewed cafe with a teeny-weeny cream touch in a not-so-scalding drag.

And then break time ends.....

Still in a middle of pc work.

{ mood } caffeined

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Swagged in a second serving of the same coffee earlier.

Practically, sleeping time ever since day 1 of preps which were a few days after I got out of the "disability" case, is at 3 or 4 in the morning and alarm time is at 6 or 7 in the morning. Stepping out of the room at full conscious is at 9 or 10 in the morning.

At the moment, not yet going to embrace slumber.

{ mood } re-caffeined

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{ mood } time to sleep

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and how the folk lives by the name while a hairline of grandeur still lasts; there, her grandmother slants.

Who insists as-a-matter-of-factly that cigar is her bread and butter and has lived thru the years of writhing emotional and physical pains. Her grandmother grits and plaints. All pointing or meshed in eitherwise with nicotine and cigar consequences, adverse effects, aftereffects, contraindications, and the like. And, still neck-and-all, grandmother insists she could have died long ago if cigar has its effects. Grandma might have been used (overused and habituated...and mastered the skills of smoking) being that introduced to the act at the young age of she says five whether or not ere hath transpired things change. From the inputs to outputs, focal points to general perspectives, from the offenses to fortresses. Mama, put science properly with the wisdom of ages. Alongside. In the most appropriate setting. Not when you have convinced yourself in the other way around. It's also apt to consider that a caring for your own good persona should not be your best armor. Mama, as much as some individuals would like to hear from you and heed your words when necessary, it would be nice of you to do the deed in return.

An i.e. of what science sometimes hurdle with the traditional stick to their own terms nutheaded ones.

Sigh.

{ music } news
{ book } inventories

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Now, we're open. I can finally sleep somehow fulfilling today even though I am not sure of how it will progress. It still is just the first half of the release. I can't wait for the sunrise for the official opening.

Online business under two sites with its FB as its base. Add us please.

Thank you

Yours truly

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Current Status: SHARING 7/11 SIOPAOS WITH MISSY

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Done with the PR.

Oneroi is not yet being sent.

Apparel Section next for the Second Half.

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In need of another photographer. For free. You see the ones we know and we can call are not anywhere in our vicinity right now. Sigh.

{ mood } grinning

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She was supposed to post something.

And then when she made her way upstairs, POOF!

{ book } Keishichou Tokohanka 007 chapter 14.2
{ mood } ...

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Seen my bestfriend a while ago at the grocery when I took a break from officework and went out for errands and both work-related walks.

{ mood } puke-like after tons of coffee swigs

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Current Status: NORMALCY MODE RANGES. NOT RANGE.

(Sandwich for lunch-snack-in-one while doing laundry and listening to the live verdict-making of CJ; Sandwich in connotations and hums and da-dums

Saluting Sen. Miriam Defensor-Santiago)

{ mood } boh

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What lies beneath public trust?

Truth.

What is truth?

The simplest idea conjuring all arguments and evidences.

What is considered as the simplest idea?

Yes or No.

What are its grounds?

The Rules.

What are the rules?

Quaint side judiciary. Quaint side political.

Then what do you call their verdict?

Who wins is the honest.

What is honesty?

Rounds what is fit

What is fit?

Solace

What is solace?

No betrayal

The grounds of betrayal?

Violations

How do you judge what is violation and what is not?

The Rules.

How do you weigh the rules?

Moral conscience

What is conscience?

The truth

How do you approach the truth?

Fair

Aren't you being round-about?

No.

Define conscience and rules?

Conscience forms the rules. Rules abide by the conscience.

You're lacking.

No.

Conscience forms the rules. Rules abide by the consciences. AS MUCH AS conscience abide by the rules. Rules form the conscience.       You don't base truth on what you said alone. Conscience and rules co-exist with each other. If one overrides the other just by saying don't complicate what is simple, then if "kababawan din lang pala ang katotohanan, then don't make rules." Rules will never be simple, so don't decide basing on one rule that is redundant with another nor without seeing the other rules nor having different interpretations. And, the rules on the court are "part judiciary-part political". Not part political-part not so obvious political. In the first place the ends have what we call "redemptions" and "third wrap-ups that are beneficial to both parties of Yes and No even if they both meet at the end and must choose only one". Wars and arguments arise because both sides are just. Half-half is half-half.

The question remains, "Have you actually seen the others with the same exact case? Or...have you ever seen yours?"

 

Real brains are scarce.

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