Hang On

It is 4:59 am and no, I didn't just wake up at 4 or 4:30. I have been awake since 8pm last night. All nighters are part of me right now. The semester is that bad, and I am a mess. You should see me in my baggy shorts, ankle socks and SpongeBob hoodie. My … Continue reading Hang On

So Hukuji

"So hukuji?" I asked after hanging up, biting my lower lip. "How could... how could she!" I lamented jeremiacally, if there is anything like that. Triza Triza,you tell me to iza, no pun intended though. Newsflash! Triza was my first girlfriend. Nature had, in the past, had tried to link me with Triza countless times … Continue reading So Hukuji

UNTITLED

Trigger Warning: Alcohol, Addiction Ever attended an alcoholics anonymous(AA) meeting or an anything anonymous meeting? Or are you still in the drinking phase, waiting for your liver to raise the white flag? I can tell you two things about addiction. One, too much will never be too much unless something clicks up there or, you … Continue reading UNTITLED

Proxemics

“Back off Dude! Get out of my personal bubble! ” Those were the only words I ever got from her. She’s not your ordinary woman though she’s childish, adult, sensible, unreasonable - usually one when she should be the other. She’s very pretty although not necessarily in an obvious way. She’s lithe as cat, muscular … Continue reading Proxemics

Anita

Anita gently passes her eyeshadow brush over her eyelids. This ritual –eye shading- normally has a characteristic to give her a pink tinge-pink is her favorite-, making her eyes look like they are popping out. Nowadays however it seems not to be doing the trick. She tries to do it all over again, nothing! The … Continue reading Anita

What If

What if life was endless?Wil you yearn for another after death?What if there was no light at the end of the tunnel?Will you keep walking in darkness?And what if darkness decided to face light?Watch as the sun approaches to start a fight.So what if second chances didn’t exist?Will forgiveness be a miracle to be performed?Answer … Continue reading What If

I Smile

I find myself smiling. Alone. A lot. When I'm walking behind a couple whose hands swing so close to each other; some swings make their hands touch and other swings just - ammm swing by. My smile broadens especially when the hands touch then each holds the other. The holding of hands. So intimate yet … Continue reading I Smile