+ Follow LYN ILUSORIO BILDNER Tag
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[Title] => My outbox
[Summary] => My cell phone is a Nokia 3310, and I will never change it… or him? Okay, him. He’s manageable, dependable, understandable, and he makes me feel secure. He’s also my companion when I’m alone. One afternoon when my officemates packed their bags to leave, I opened my outbox for precious messages I had saved during the year almost passed and recalled the circumstances surrounding them.
I read, "Thanks Ma’am, composure please." That came one afternoon while I was angry at the school caterer’s lack of cleanliness. My major texted it to me.
[DatePublished] => 2005-12-25 00:00:00
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[AuthorName] => Tingting Cojuangco
[SectionName] => Sunday Lifestyle
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[Title] => Putting the Filipino heritage in hotel rooms
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Baguio City – Afternoon rains bring me memories of a 12-year-old watching the raindrops fall on picture windows, homesick for her parents in Manila, but loving the company of cousins in Baguio. We really can’t live in two worlds or have two lives. I withstood the rains and the evening sadness and stayed joyfully in Baguio throughout the summer.
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LYN ILUSORIO BILDNER
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[Summary] => My cell phone is a Nokia 3310, and I will never change it… or him? Okay, him. He’s manageable, dependable, understandable, and he makes me feel secure. He’s also my companion when I’m alone. One afternoon when my officemates packed their bags to leave, I opened my outbox for precious messages I had saved during the year almost passed and recalled the circumstances surrounding them.
I read, "Thanks Ma’am, composure please." That came one afternoon while I was angry at the school caterer’s lack of cleanliness. My major texted it to me.
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[Title] => Putting the Filipino heritage in hotel rooms
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