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September this year, I tried an application that gauged my Facebook Addiction. Below is the result: http://mythreid.blogspot.com/2013/09/facebook-addiction-measured.html Then, Facebook launched my very own 2013 Year In Review which triggered me to write this one. I'm not sure if the Facebook 2012 Year In Review had it but for this year, there is this section where it says "Your Friends in 2013". Seeing this...
She corrects my lapses in pronunciation. She bullies my stupid wondering(s). She refuses to listen when I'm being silly. She tells me to shut up every time I get too noisy. But of course I know she loves me. Well, that's Arianne. Better yet, Ate Arianne. People know her as this simple, healthy woman with a goody kind of heart. And, I, know...
You're a difficult person. At least from where I can see you. You're difficult because I wanna talk to you about several random things like how much you love the sunrise and how many sunsets have you missed but I'm unable to do that. I wanna ask you whether there are pains you decided to be irreconcilable and tell you I'll be here...
A friendship can only go through so much rough patches. Luckily for ours, whatever rough patches there were to get through, we got through them until whoever designs the rough patches realized we're unbreakable. Katt and I have been friends for almost two years (so far as of this writing). We've basically been through the ups and downs of our friendship and been...
The sky blushed and it turned PINK. As if someone dropped some magenta ink My mouth went ajar and I gasped in awe A sight to behold, I can only drop my jaw. Cotton candy clouds crawled across the sky. As if to conjur, oh! I must know why. It's soon to precipitate, it's about to rain Come now and leave my shirt...
He tried to doodle circles and hearts. Attempted to learn about a potent spell. Drowned himself in the noise of some random music. All these and more in the hopes of ceasing from thinking of you and what you both could possibly be. But there is no sound louder than his heart. No projection is clearer than how his mind projects you. So,...
Muffled thoughts of endless uncertainties. Wrench and jackhammers destroying the insides. An instrumental playing like smoothest torture. Noises from everywhere wreak further havoc. There's always a time for sadness. It's like heating a half-full kettle of water, when boiled, it gets out screaming. You can't silence it because kettles are created chanteuses. To question its ability to sing is to dispute the heart's...
He isn't a stranger, at least not for himself. He is a stranger to you, nonetheless. He watches you saunter inside the room and memorizes how you walk. He watches you from his chair trying hard not to let you notice. He smiles at every sight of you, at every adorable downward bending of your lips. He likes how you remove your earphones...
After watching Four Sisters and A Wedding with friends and/or workmates, Dawn and Ellyn, we ate at Abreeza Mall's food court to cater to their craving for Kinilaw. Since I am a child with an unusual sense of thinking, thoughts and reminiscences of matters about giving in to other people's wishes - small or big - and on repudiating them in other particular...
