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Monthly Archives: April 2014
Because sometimes you don’t have to say much. These three magic words are already enough.
While forcing my lazy self to review for our qualifying exam, I encountered some scribbles (that I’ve made during those boring-reading-times). See, there are a lot of scribbles on certain leaves of my books and since nothing has inspired me yet to write on some important matters, might as well just leave you with these. […]
Everybody’s eyes were glued on her. She seemed like a goddess walking down from heaven. Jaws were dropped, and no one dared to blink, as though afraid to miss the tiniest detail about her. Has time stopped? No. everyone was just in extreme surprise to see the loveliest woman ever, walking down the aisle. She […]
I admit there were times when I couldn’t help but question His existence and almost believed He’s not real. There was once, or twice, when I thought that heaven and hell don’t really exist. Because when we die, it would only seem like we have fallen into sleep with no dream at all, meaning, we […]
I like you. Urgh. Scratch that. I love you. I couldn’t even think of a single reason why. All I know is that the first time I laid my eyes on you, you blew me away. Maybe that’s how I define love. It’s not about those eyes, lips, smile, the sexy sway of your hips, […]
“I love you, Julie.” My mp3 was blasting at its fullest through my earphones and I was singing along with the music but I swear I heard you say something about love if my sensitive ears discerned it correctly. So I removed one earphone and said, “Sorry. Come again?” as I looked up to you, […]
After what seemed like an end to his pugilistic career, the eight-division world champion Manny Pacquiao kisses victory once again after his rematch against Timothy Bradley yesterday. I had observed long ago that when Manny has a fight, the world always seems to stop just to witness him do his thing on the ring. In […]
“Do you find her pretty?” a close chap asked me out seriously one time in the mid of our just-for-boys-night-out drinking session. There was not a name mentioned. But I knew who he was referring to. My lips arked downward by that question. You’re not pretty. Nor beautiful. But you are the most beautiful […]
*clears throat* Okay. So I see you almost every day. And for many times, you’re just a meter away. I want to greet you. Look at those eyes. Hold you. Say that you mean a lot to me. But I know it’s impossible. Because a guy like you only sees me like a chair in […]
Musings of a Signorina 