Thank you. No. “THANK YOU!”

Good day. I would like to welcome you to this year’s annual thanksgiving party. Anyways, this year, we honor those that shared their time and devotion to the branch. This year, we say thanks to those that deserve the “thanks” they are owed. So let me start the occasion with[…]

A Nonsensical Weird Love Story

Author’s note: Here’s a challenge one of my friends had for me. I did it late though, because I suck at this. HAHA! I present to you this nonsensical weird love story I thought of on the fly. So here it goes, a story of how I gained my heart[…]

The Reason is ‘You’

You’re the reason for the tears I desperately try to hide from my pillows. You’re the reason I hug my pillow so tight and put one leg over it. You’re the reason I sleep in an uncomfortable position. You’re the reason I’m hurting. You frustrate me. You’re irresistible. You ignore[…]

MvL to SS (The Battle he Won)

Walks towards the stage. Goes up to the microphone. Testing one, two, three. Tapping the mic afterward. It’s been two years since he came to the WordPress community. We started at WP around the same time but met in August because of the daily prompts. I found his hilarious take[…]

Agusan del Sur

Watching the trees that line the hills The sky changes its hue The musky air I feel as we go from zero to sixty and drive for hours on end stopping only for gas and/or food The vehicles we pass by on the road, the people we see on the[…]

Dear Diary, I’ve learned

Our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we’ve been and what we’ve overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That’s what we like to think. But that’s not the way it is, isn’t it? Some things, we just have to learn over[…]

Happiness in Sadness

Yesterday was so frustrating. Friends who follow me on Twitter know that I did an unexpected overtime at work yesterday. I was so hungry and after calling at least 4 stores, Bon Chon was open and still delivered food. Despite the anger of having to wait until closing to finish[…]

I Write Because…

I write because I have to because people like you ought to hear my words, because I am someone who wants to be heard. I write because of the bees, I write to save them from dying. Like my fragile little ego, he crushed. I have to write to save[…]