May 2011
10 posts
busy
Everyone loves to say ‘busy’. Whether it’s meant or not, it’s uttered so easily. Everyone is awfully busy!
Work. School. Business. Religion. Government. Media. Showbiz. Family. Self. Love. Sex. Life.
Everyone says, ‘Busy!!!’
Here’s how to become German and Italian at the same time, and remain a Cebuana!
To whom it may concern:
Tomorrow is a day last year. A day that sets itself apart from any other day for it was the day I met you. The very day which showed me that anything such as love can start from the simplest heeding of a call. Yes, we heeded the call. We permitted the suggestion. And we listened to our hearts.
That is why today is ours and tomorrow shall be ours too.
For you, to whom I share my life with, thank...
you’re the reason of the why
you’re the dream of the night
you’re the now
the later, the mine.
April 2011
4 posts
The memory of a wrong marriage
It all started from fear.
Fear of the unexpected, fear of the untested, fear of not being able to submit to the demands of the majority. But amidst a sea of fear I took the steps. Those steps popular yet unfamiliar. I took each with knees shaking, breath sucked-in like jelly. The hardest of all decisions I have ever made. Harder than any stone or steel.
I carried on as if everything was fine. I...
