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Sunday, April 10, 2005
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They say nothing is permanent but change, I guess who they were right..I just noticed that as I mature or grow older (i'm turning 20 already) my tastechanged.. When I was a kid i used to play w/ my pasta and cut it then eat it after but now I prefer having it long..I would die for a piece of white chocolate rather thana bar of dark or milk chocolate but now a piece of dark and milk chocolate isjust fine..I loved to have my things small and compact but as I grow older I wouldprefer things bigger (like having a big wallet)..I would crave for siomai, siopao andbuchi but a nice serving of puto, bibingka or "palitao" is just fine..

And quoting from one of my favorite songs.. "Everybody's changing and I don't feel thesame"

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