Twisted Thinking

I stood there, outside his room, waiting. With my head bowed down and my eyes shut tightly, I kept on replaying what had happened. Everything that happened.

The Adverse Result of Multitasking

"EEEEYYYUUUTTT!!!"

Loud and crisp!

I pressed SEND then off it went straight to... guess where?

My boss’s YM window!

@#$%... Panic... Panic!

Undo! Undo!

Oops!

YMs don’t have UNDO button. I wanted to call the Yahoo! Hotline and scream. "Please add UNDO button now!"

Between the Lines

I don't have many pictures of you. I will have to change this so that I have something to show at your wedding.

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.

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.

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.

Her Convalescence

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.

Yesterday and Now

When I was younger, I didn't know what came to me. I rode my bike and tried to go on a straight line wondering how far I would go. Dust and smoke hit my eye, rain poured, but I still went on. Finally, when my legs and feet felt sore, I would stop and look around to see where I am.

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.

Legna

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.

“General Legna!”

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