has a tube of toothpaste to thank for introducing her to another world apart from the verbal. A notebook came with the toothpaste pack and, having nothing better to do with the blank sheets, left her writing a five-liner "story" about her grandparents who went to the market to buy, of all things, an ostrich egg.


She does not mind sharing her name with an opera, 1/3 of an old pop song and a character Kate Winslet played in a movie. She loves her Bible, her two dogs, her guitar, Disney cartoons, her Ninoy Aquino T-shirt, a morning drizzle and the sea. She enjoys writing in the middle of the night, driving alone with a Carpenters CD on the player, taking long walks, watching old movies, smelling old books in a bookstore and faking a British accent. At some point in her life, she wants to live in a country where very minimal English is spoken. At the point in their lives when their contemporaries are raising families, she and her best friend are still both highschoolishly "inlove" with Fitzwilliam Darcy and every actor who plays him in a movie.


She believes there is so much more to art than self-expression and so much more to science than logic. She relishes a hearty laugh, a good cry, a thick blanket, a tall mug of chocolate milk, a really good book and a pair of high heels that don't hurt. There are days when she feels like 40 and other days when she feels like 8 although she is not quite sure exactly how she should feel like at her age. She is both excited and frightened by the thought of where the next decade would see her. She misses being called by a nickname which sounds very much like a bell. She is starting to see her grandmother's face everytime she looks into the mirror and ends up fervently wishing the similarity does not end with the physical. She enjoys singing in the shower and wants to write a children's book before she dies.


For the time being, Amberle Brin is enjoying the relative anonymity of her chosen online name, just up until Shannara becomes part of the reel world. She has still to graduate from instant noodles and desserts to really learning how to cook. On the days when she's not out getting diced in the classroom, she goes home and relishes living just a few floors above a 24-hour convenience store.

   

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Tuesday, April 29, 2008
April 20th, 11:45 PM. I was having a great dream, one which involved me brandishing some sort of sword when I heard a kid crying out of nowhere.  The crying became louder and louder and I had to drop my sword.  The next minute my nostrils were filled with traces of airline food and my swa . . . ()
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?1. Bring the car I drive to the carshop because someone tried to dismantle the door lock and probably spirit it away...2. Freak out because someone tried to break into my apartment on the very same week that we almost lost the car...3. Buy makeup. . . . ()
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Sunday, November 11, 2007
Four days in Mactan left my tongue schizophrenic.  I understood most of the Cebuano I heard but I was teetering when the time for "sulti" (speaking) took its turn.  By the time we had checked out of Plantation Bay on Friday after my grandparents flew back home on the noontime flight, I was . . . ()
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Tuesday, October 30, 2007
When I was in high school, my parents brought home a stranger one Saturday afternoon.  He was a tall, gangly American who owned a huge SLR which hung over his neck like an oversized medallion. He was having lunch alone in my family's favorite seafood restaurant and ended up eating with my paren . . . ()
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Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Prior to visiting Mactan, we decided to stay overnight in Cebu.  For one thing, mom wanted us to check out the Ayala Mall Complex in Cebu, a far cry (I have to admit!) from our local SM City, the biggest mall in my part of the country.  Aside from that, she wanted to give us a quick tour o . . . ()
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
All it took was one text from Sue to get me hyped up.  She had gone with her cousins to Panglao last April, about a week before she started with her summer hospital duty as an incoming senior in med school.  When she got back, she told me I should try going there to see the place for mysel . . . ()
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Friday, June 01, 2007
All it took was the inferno of May 14 to completely torch me and the last remnants of my sanity to bits.  Rewind to that day and I remember being released from school for only a couple of weeks and I really did feel like zombie.  I was up by 7 (but slept at around 2 AM the night before tha . . . ()
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Tuesday, May 01, 2007
I was cleaning out my "memories shelf" earlier today.  It's actually this space above the dresser in my room which used to hold all the ceramic characters which topped my birthday cakes all ordered from Cakestop, the only decent bakeshop in my side of the country when I was a little girl.  . . . ()
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Monday, January 01, 2007
I did these two entries the week before the New Year but because I was phone line-less, I was not able to post them.  Now that I am back in the real world (and devoid of a bike and a crude fishing pole), I can post them here.This survey came from the blog of Ala Paredes (link is in my sidebar). . . . ()
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Thursday, April 27, 2006
It's summer so I need to take a break from issues that tend to rip my heart, still beating from my ribcage.  The heat is too much to bear but the President's mole is death itself once you stare at it too long.  I shall dwell on "lighter" issues. ******************** It's been t . . . ()
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