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Friday, May 20, 2011

I would stare at the grains of light suspended in that silent space, struggling to see into my own heart. What did I want? And what did others want from me? But I could never find the answers. Sometimes I would reach out and try to grasp the grains of light, but my fingers touched nothing.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via pinkpandulce)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Sunday, May 8, 2011

PLDT Home now bundles your digital essentials into one Fiber plan

Between streaming subscriptions, mobile data, TV services, and home internet, today's families are juggling more digital subscriptions t...