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A dictionary is man's attempt to put into words all that he knows. For he is the steward of this world, he commands each and every thing, abstract and concrete, with its name. That even those he does not know he calls the unknown, hence he is also the master of it. The dictionary is man's attempt to measure and define how much he knows. It is his vanity, but a helpful one.
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Part of my rumblings after my brother asked what was I doing with a large dictionary, what its purpose is if not everything written in it would be used, and why the need to make a dictionary. :-\ Unfortunately I wasn't in the mood that day to humor him because I was too busy completing my word list; whenever I read a book, I list all the words whose meaning I do not know or words that I'm uncertain with the definition. I wish I had adapted this habit from the moment I started reading serious books (which was in grade school). Anyway, I've finished 7 books within the past couple of months and am now on my 8th. Actually, 8th and 9th because I got a 2 books-in-1. I'm also going to start reading some classics and I'm looking forward to reading the 2nd volume of Sherlock Holmes' novels and stories! :)
blueberry had a little lamb last 6/23/2010 03:10:00 AM
hello blog!
Ever since, my mind has been set on always listening to others partly because I know that there are those who are better than me; they can give me knowledge. And partly because I want to know all possible stories. Therefore I choose to be quiet, but not passive. Therefore I also speak.
Yet when it comes to matters concerning myself, I have a hard time talking. I try to articulate but the sudden rush of words in my mind could not be contained by the vessels of my tongue so the words fly out in a flurry. Incoherent. Unintelligible.
For someone who considers the pen as her best ally, all my thoughts have been spilled on paper like blood from a fresh wound. I've long believed that I am two souls in a single body. That's why I seem flexible yet stubborn. That's why I draw and I write. The lines of my art free my emotions while the lines of my letters brandish the colors. Only through this complementarity are my inner turmoils appeased. But sometimes, I feel as if both are still not enough...
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After 4 months, I blog again! I deleted my formspring.me "entries" (they're from an RSS feed) and I'm glad that I managed to write something with more sense. Hehe. My pencils and I have reunited so we're making up for lost time by doing drawings and some journal writing, two things which were deprived from me by college. =p I hope that when I start working (I'm still unemployed, hence the free time haha! But I'm looking for a job now. ), I'd still be able to do both. :)
blueberry had a little lamb last 6/23/2010 02:53:00 AM
:D
My blogspot is still alive.
I don't know why my posts from blogger do not get fed-in here. :-\
Help?
blueberry had a little lamb last 6/22/2010 11:42:00 PM
