Bakit Walang Katuturan ang Pagtatalo?

Hindi pa naman huli ang lahat. Baka bukas maaari ko nang kausapin si Teresa. Subalit may agam-agam pa rin sa aking isip kung dapat ko nga ba siyang kausapin pagkatapos ng nangyari.

Sense of Sight - Scene One (Draft)

It's two-thirty in the morning in a Toronto condominium. In a contemporary kitchen, one can find a refrigerator, a stove, a dishwasher, a sink, a kitchen working area, a swinging door.

Fall

A feeling that says, "sigh... what will life bring me today... what will make me happy today?"

It's time to reflect, time to move on... look forward to things that re-energizes our soul.

Ahhh... the beauty of nature, the beauty of life enjoy the colours and moments of life while it lasts.

Enjoy the moment.

BALANGIGA

BALANGIGA won first prize in the 2010 kaSAYSAYan Historical Scriptwriting Contest, sponsored by the Film Development Council of the Philippines (FDCP). This unproduced screenplay is uploaded for EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. If you wish to enter into a production deal, please contact the author at petelacaba(a)gmail.com.

Raindrop Moments

She smiles with her dreamy eyes.

"I love the rain."

"Even when it makes the power fail?"

He asks as he wipes a raindrop off her nose.

Why Do I Love Thee?

We are always in love. However, do not get me wrong by saying that. I do not only mean it in a romantic way but in general. Love is a mysterious emotion that always confuses us and directs us to ways on how to express what it means. Nevertheless, the truth is we are being in love every day.

Charming Girl

She walks with modest curve, eyes recognizable and hair flowing. Her long, slender legs quietly seek out the ground, with one step gracefully before the other. Her hips sway from side to side like the soft melody of a Congo drum. Her luscious lips slightly curve into a small, secret smile, as she probably remembers of a private joke she had heard the day before.

On Falling In Love and Letting Go

It's been two weeks since I finally decided to let him go and still hurts whenever I think of him. I know deep down I still love him but I also accepted the fact that there would never be him and me ever again. Not today, not tomorrow, nor in this lifetime.

The Reality

Another long lonely night, eight o'clock in the evening, sitting in front of a television watching some silly, boring soap opera. I am not even paying much attention as I wonder where I would spend the rest of the night again.

My Pandora's Box

Ever since I was a little girl, I've kept my silence. My mom will always fight my own battles for me as she knows how I am (mother knows best). I let people walk all over me and in the end, just cry on to my mom's shoulders and just have her fight my battles for me.