25. Happy Birthday Celine! Congratulations on surviving 25 years. You have officially lived your first quarter of your century. I know it wasn’t easy and I also know how hard you had to fight to get to where you are right now. In gradeschool, you doubted yourself so much that you thought you had no friends. You felt bullied and casted out. You felt alone … Continue reading To Celine, Happy Birthday.
Over the years I have lost track of a lot of things. I was so caught up with my next step, the next goal, the next target – my future – that I have neglected one of the most important things in life. FRIENDSHIP. These people helped and supported me through everything – my success, my failures, my adventures, and through my stupidity and odd … Continue reading A New Year’s Resolution I’m Committing To
My fascination with flowers started when I was a kid. It manifested itself in my drawings and adventures created by my imagination. My grandmother, Rosalinda (the mother of my father), used to have Santan flowers in front of their house in Surigao. During lazy afternoons, I would go out and pick them, fashion them as necklaces and crowns. My mom’s family home in Pampanga also … Continue reading The November Flowers Are In Bloom As Well As My Love For It
She laid there beside him, watching the planes pass by. Connecting the stars with her thoughts. ‘How can something look so alive, be dead?’, she thought as she gazed at the stars that shined above her. He was talking to her now, speaking of promises he couldn’t keep, of plans for the future that couldn’t be, of dreams so far beyond his reach – he … Continue reading Her Story: Planes and Plans
As she sat there basking in the lingering warmth he had left. She starts to think why was she still there? What was she waiting for? Slowly dread dives into the waters that is her brain — she had fallen once again. She had fallen deeper. She suddenly realized the things she had sacrificed to gain his attention, to have his time, to feel his warmth, … Continue reading Her Story: Unrequited Love
I’m just sitting here beside you, listening to what you have to say. Thoughts on what you’re going through, with the girl, you love day by day. You complain about her being insensitive; that she lacks the passion to show her love; that she needs to give time for you; that she needs to realize your worth. And every time you speak, I just nod … Continue reading Her story: The Great Pretender