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One day, she had this terrible gut to write something about moving on and taking a second chance at life. The word convalescence had crossed her mind so many times and tried to read the meaning of it in the dictionary. It’s funny how the word comes into place when she thinks about having another chance to be happy.
Convalescence - gradually recovering from illness. That’s what the Webster’s says. She gave it another meaning though, that's why she is writing a story to put another essence into it.
Pagod na ang puso ko. Dahan-dahan kong ibinaba ang telepono. Magaan ang damdamin, pero mabigat ang puso. Gumaan, kasi, sa wakas nakayanan ko na ring tumiwalag sa isang nakakapagod na relasyon. Mabigat sa puso, kasi, kahit papaano, matagal-tagal na rin naman ang aming pinagsamahan at nasanay na akong nariyan lang siya sa aking tabi. Pero, kailangan kong isipin ang kapakanan ko at ng aking pamilya.
War. Lost lives. The fire that tears lovers apart. The flames of war are ablaze once again.
“General --- we are losing men. We need you and your troops ---”
Legna sat on his chair and kept on looking at the window. He was pretending to be serious in listening to the captain’s request for back-up.
Isang araw, tinuturuan ni Lolo Pogi ang kaniyang apo na si Bogart upang matuto ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts.
Lolo Pogi: "Apo, kailangang matuto ka nitong Halo-Halo Martial Arts upang matuto ka ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts. Apir!"
Bogart: "E, Lolo Pogi, bakit po ako kailangan matuto ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts?"
Lolo Pogi: "Errr, para matuto ka ng Halo-Halo Martial Arts, kailangan matutunan mo ang Halo-Halo Martial Arts. Apir!"
Bogart: "Ganon po ba? Sige po, Lolo."
Lolo Pogi: "Apir ulet!"
Have you ever been in love? Did you ever feel that sudden rush of elation and indescribable feeling that makes you smile whenever you think of him? Or you feel like sitting on the soft, fluffy clouds whenever your eyes meet? Yes! I think among all human experiences, nothing can beat the experience of being in love. Even when you were once hurt by it and regret everything about it, still you would say, "it’s all worth every tear." How much more if the experience is filled with so much happiness, that you wouldn’t want it to end, or you want it to last forever...
As I was resting my head on his shoulder, I felt a sense of security that I have never felt since my Dad died. His gentle strokes on my hair sent a feeling of oneness with him... as if he is an integral part of me, the one who completes me.
The outskirts of London have changed dramatically since I have set foot upon their cobbled streets. Now markets with dull, chipped paint stand amongst unkempt houses, forgotten by their owners who now only remember the address of the local pub. Monstrous barns and useless soil reside where dense thickets of grass once stood with white, milky flowers peeking though. The only things that remain unchanged are the decrepit streets waiting for unsuspecting travelers to fall into their nooks, and the boys hiding in the alleyways waiting to rob the unwary person.
Unclogging my journal after a long respite is such big relief. It’s finally time to let go of the ridiculous past. Ugly. Monstrous. I want to release it to the wind and let it mix with the air to be purified...
I couldn’t remember how long ago was this...
Have you ever felt like the world is revolving without you?
It alarms me how the earth could consume me up whole and nobody would even notice. Everyone seems to have to be somewhere, to meet someone, to do something, and they all pass by me with their little goodbye waves and farewells as they trek off to the next agenda on their checklist.
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