Sakura Secrets and Silent Wishes
In the fleeting beauty of cherry blossoms, I find solace and reflection. Their delicate petals, painted in hues of pink and white, whisper tales of splendor, reminding me of life’s transient nature. How I adore cherry blossoms. Like the cherry blossoms, I’ve witnessed the passage of...
Not Azure, Magenta, and Amethyst
The stories once brimming with excitement now lay dormant between us, overshadowed by the silence of our growing disconnect. It’s a strange sensation, navigating the bittersweet terrain of a relationship outgrown. Fond memories flicker like distant stars in the night sky, illuminating the path...
Proposal Pt. 2
We got engaged in Singapore on our 11th anniversary. I know. It sounds almost too perfectly timed, but the proposal itself really was anything but dramatic. It happened quietly with just the two of us. I loved that. We only told a handful of people afterward. We didn’t want to keep it a secret...
Happy
I am happy. Relationships with mine and Ander’s friends are more tight-knit and mature than ever (and not just those friends everyone knows about). I have figured out people’s true intentions and have cautioned myself away from the few toxic ones. I am closer than comfort ever to...
The (Mis)adventure of the Kitty and the Bunny
The last weekend was probably one of the longest weekends (figuratively, of course) I have ever spent in my life. Ander and I arrived at the bunny‘s house at half past noon on Saturday. We’ve already been travelling 4 hours by then, and we’re about to go on another 2-hour trip with...
My Mind is a Universe
I have been trying to give this site a fresh, new look these past few days as you can see from this pink and gold thing I have going on. You know that with every major change I do, I also update my pages. Today, I got stuck on my About pages… again. By stuck... Read More...
Not Just Construction Workers
I think I could probably write a book of all the weird things men do or love that make absolutely zero sense to me – farting under the covers, the attraction to girl-on-girl action, and naming body parts (just to name a few). But what has continued to blow my mind more than anything over... Read More...
C’est le par(ad)is
Paris (and Europe in general) has always been my dream. Love this quote on the Christmas card my cousin, who is now based in France, sent me: “Ajouter deux lettres à Paris: c’est le Paradis” ~Jules Renard Translated, it says: Add two letters to Paris: This is Paradis. Ate...
Woman
“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.” ~Roman Payne Happy International...
Past vs. Present Me
Today, Mai asked me copies of those “tags” that were all the rage in Facebook (and the blogging world) years ago so she could answer them herself. I couldn’t help but cringe while reading some. Did those answers really come from me? How would I react to those questions now?...
Vanity
F*ck vanity. Yes, you are great. But so is everyone else...
I’m not a slacker, I’m just smarter than you
Disclaimer: There are a lot of lazy people in the world. This is about the rest of us who are getting bad rep. I’m spontaneous. Some people think that’s a flaw. I think it’s brilliant. And FYI: Planning and spontaneity are not mutually exclusive. At a moment’s notice...
My Life Minus the Typographical Errors
Words, by far, are what I consider the best weapon I have against the fiendish villains of real life. There are several reasons why I blog. First, life has what I like to call “dead air”. Sometimes, we have nothing to do but sit on a couch and wait ’til our backs ache — we... Read More...
Sunday Night Blues
Under the weight of numbed fingers I lay, unconvincingly asleep, as the world peers through my bedroom window. I look up through shadow-filled lashes. The pseudo-heroes, the deceived children, the tormented matchbox lovers who got caught in the undertow of life. My mind wanders and words leak out of...
Carefree
Been wrecking my mind to write a piece I’ve been only seeing fragments of in between dilly-dallying and sleep. Spent the entire night sloughing through a string of Muhan Dojeon episodes. I think my problem now is that I don’t have a problem...
Old Ghosts
Sometimes, I think of all the people I’ve lost or grew apart from and wonder what they would think if they saw me or knew me now, given how much time has passed and how much things have changed. Would we still be friends? Would we argue over the same things? Would we be kinder,... Read More...
Independency
Find arms that will raise you up from your most helpless plights and hold you at your frailest. Find eyes that will behold your beauty, even at your ugliest. Find a heart that will love you unquestioningly, even at your most repulsive. Because that is the only love that really matters. And when they...
Unfinished Story
We sure would have made one hell of a story if we hadn’t run out of ink...
Writer’s Block
Sometimes I lose the ability to turn words into art. Maybe I should let them speak for themselves, but they can be such timid fellows, and I wouldn’t want to pressure them. So instead I’ll just listen to the silence the world destroys by talking and talking, wishing I could say something...
“Let go!”
You’ve heard it many times. But how do you really say goodbye to someone you love? There seems to be more pain in admitting it’s no use holding on… but what about those romantic letters and gifts? What about the dreams you said you’d both achieve together someday, and the promise to keep...
Fickle Friend
Sorry is a word that means nothing anymore, like a Frisbee being tossed around on a summer day. It’s just another word that has entered into disuse. We are living in a world where some things hold little to no value. People are outright liars. Friends are outright liars. Camaraderie is too...
A Feeble Attempt
It’s strange how you think you can capture your feelings for someone in a few words and when you go do just that, you discover that the said feeling is ever expanding, beyond your reach, like a galaxy. And every attempt at expressing it is powerless...
Puzzle pieces
More often than not, people fall for the person who they say “fixed” them or the person who “put the pieces back together”. The first person who showed up to their doorstep when they were wallowing in heartache. Like all they want is to be saved. Like all they need is to be...
Today
Yesterday, I was inspired to write this. Yesterday, I had something beautiful to say. Yesterday, I waxed poetic. I was a prophetic genius. Today, I am trying to be who I was yesterday. I am holding on to some vague idea that I had for a minute or two, and I am trying to express... Read More...
Stranger
You think you have a clue as to who I am, who I want, what I want, why I’m here, what my gaze is, what my smile is. Try again...
Thoughts on Valentine’s Day
We were wandering through the mall just last week, and I took notice of all the sad attempts to attract more business from a day that, in my opinion, is over-hyped: Valentine’s Day. The problem with Valentine’s Day is that it’s created a notion that materialism is associated with...
01.23
Tracing back in time when there was only silence and the two of us I put myself thither I realize what a sweet sound ‘t was Probably the sweetest silence one will ever hear in his life...
Relationships 101
Every so often, thoughts like how some men can be so possessive of their partners, and how some women can be equally as needy cross my mind. About how some women just let their men (or vice versa) control their lives and isolate them from everything they used to do. Isn’t it just plain...
Just One Night
I just want to share a film I watched a couple of weeks back. It’s called Before Sunrise, and it was realeased in 1995. It’s a quiet, moving, and deeply romantic film. The plot couldn’t get any simpler: man meets woman, they only get one night together, they go their separate ways...
I Love You:
You don’t know how deep those words are for me. I rarely say that phrase, but for you I’m making an exception. I love you and I’m striving to be perfect for you. I love you and I want you to trust me when I tell you I do. I love you and I will... Read More...
Sometimes…
I feel down and sad. Doubt creeps in. I feel scared and panicked and terrified and suffocated. Upset and unsure. Nonchalant and bored. Restless and weary. Powerless and vulnerable. But more often than not, I feel blessed. Fortunate and certain and secure and reassured. Calm and inspired. Full and...
The Girl in the Mirror
Stupidity is a contagious disease and you seem to have been inflicted. Once again you stand still, showcasing an image – a desperate image ready to endure the ironically unexpected outcomes of desperate expectations. You suffered several days of not being able to get up because of the...
An open letter to YOU
This is not a love letter, for love is yet uncertain. You may not mean love to me, but you’re the closest one that I got, and so this is for you. You are a dream, and sometimes, I wish to never be awake and just dream. I see the best visions of you when... Read More...
Questions of a Woman
If a woman would give it all, be it tangible or not, would she ever be loved by a man? If a woman would have herself confined within the walls of what a man dictates, would she ever be respected or at least treated fairly? If a woman would fully submit herself to the wills... Read More...
That Moonlit Night
The wind chimes tinkled in the gentle breeze. It was a beautiful moonlit night. She was standing in front of the door, the frigid cold piercing through her cashmere sweater. She had a glimpse of his car’s headlights from afar and let out a sigh of relief, and then a small smile. Kiss on the...
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