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I don't get how tags work. How do they work?
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Chandler's sick, sort of. He's coughing and it's really dry. But he doesn't have any colds or fever. Vet gave him three shots, then had us take home 2 medicines to be taken 2x a day each. You know how hard it is to make a dog drink medicine? My sister and I have a lot of scratches on our arms. And we have to do this for a week, four times per day. Poor us. Oh, poor Chewy. Already though, he's doing better--he hasn't coughed since this afternoon. But he doesn't seem any different--frisky pa rin and barks at birds. I think he just ate something nasty.
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Journals--offline, hand-written ones--are funny things. Especially if you've kept one for years and you're actually on volume 4. Sometimes, you read through them, and you end up laughing at the things you've done, smiling at a sweet, forgotten memory, or you might wind up thinking, "Uy, pwedeng movie and life ko!" Haha.
And then you come across crap. Lots of it. And the next thing you know you're hurling the hardbound, silver-colored notebook across the room from frustration or humiliation. But then, you're up and you're picking up the notebook and opening it to the entry where you left off, start reading again and do the smiling, laughing, and the hurling of notebook, again.
In reference to "falling in love" entry:
Hurling...I said it there. Well I didn't say it explicitly. I used _ _ _ _ and a heart to "say" it but it was there.
So I did think about it. And apparently I felt it.