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Desk Clean-up

September 1, 2013

This here is my clean up crew for when the desk is too messy.

When I decide to clean up my work area, I pull out everything, sort through all the bits and papers, and from the looks of it, I’m gonna take all of lunch time to tidy up.

Life, Scribbles

Floodgates

August 12, 2013

I Am Numb.

 

As I walk along this familiar path heading home, passing by our usual bookstore, our favourite coffee shop, the restaurant where we regularly have dinner, I staggered from the sudden pain I felt.

 

I knew the floodgates would open. As I walked past each one of them, tears threatened to fall.

 

And they did fall. My heart cries. My heart cries out for you.

 

Everything turned into a blur. And for a moment, I let the feelings overwhelm me.

 

Life

The Mundane and The Random #1

June 18, 2013

“Fun” events while I was in Bonifacio Global City tonight:

  1. I was supposed to head home early, but I waited for Kate for almost an hour, cause I thought we’d walk together
  2. Kate didn’t know I was waiting for her, and she already decided to take the bus to Market! Market! (I feel so used! Abused! loljk)
  3. I still wanted to walk even when it was raining reeeeeeeeheheeeeally hard (I cannot remember what was running through my mind, earlier. I guess I wanted to people watch)
  4. Derek strolled in the pouring rain without an umbrella, while munching an apple. (This was specially amusing to witness)
Life

Small Bump

October 4, 2012

‘Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life.
Maybe you were needed up there but we’re still unaware as why.

Letters, Life, Scribbles

I Felt Nothing

July 18, 2011

When I saw you in the crowd, I felt nothing. Just a relief that I finally found where you were waiting for me. Even if I was already two hours late, you smiled at me. I grinned back.

I’m not a big fan of your new hairstyle. Your hair is too thick, and I liked your Asian hairstyle better. Nonetheless, you’ve always had beautiful hair so I stroked a section of it and commented that it’s getting longer. How I wish I could keep running my hand through your hair, but I didn’t.