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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

A GOOD RUN

It has been a good run.

Eventually it has to end.

Some things just need to be sorted out first.

But for now the curtain needs to be closed out.

18 comments:

domjullian said...

sisilip ako dyan sa kurtina mo

rudeboy said...

So, are you shutting this blog down as your way of saying Merry Christmas to us, engel?

Your parrot has seen the future, and it's featherless.

Anonymous said...

Why oh why?

/me kamot ulo... sa taas

JayPee said...

Sad.

Anonymous said...

:(

citybuoy said...

don't go. :'c *hikbi*

engel said...

the tell all's told all...

might decide to keep the other blog alive though...

but thanks for everything guys.

it's my pleasure to have met all of you.

rudeboy said...

Bah, humbug!

Rei Mikazuki said...

I won't say goodbye. Nor will I shed any tears.

I'll wait for you to come back.

Mac Callister said...

cge time is your ally...

think and plan hehe.goodluck

merry xmass

Darc Diarist said...

aww :(

Anonymous said...

aaw, too bad.

now, if only i knew your other blog.

PS.
merry christmas engel!

Jay Quiambao said...

surely be missed. :(

itsMePeriod said...

hindi man lang kita nakilala

Chyng said...

huh? magcclose na agad? ngayon pa nga lang ako napadpad..

Rio said...

please let me know kung san ka lilipat ha...di man ako madalas mag iwan ng komento dito pero palagi ko namang binabasa mga posts mo.
merry christmas engel=D

Rei Mikazuki said...

Oooh! Sooo, you kiss and tell, huh? I am so looking forward to reading your next posts, engel! :)

red the mod said...

Let time be the salve to heal the wounded. Let fate be the author of the story we keep. Let the future assess the decisions we hold.

We can only respect the choice that you've made. Whether or not it is the appropriate, it does not matter. What matters is that you drew this path in prudence, and the line was swift with conviction.

Be well Engel, as you seek the light in the mists of disbelief. When you least expect it, hope will spring and everything will again fall into the cadence of your heart. Beating again.

We have to hold on to hope. Despite the foreboding jadedness, or the lingering fear. It's all we have to accompany ourselves in the authoring of our lives.