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_: The Warrior and the Child
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Monday, November 30, 2009. The Warrior and the Child. I went there not knowing what my main purpose was. I just felt like it was the best thing to do. Perhaps I was seeking refuge or just a mere sign of sympathy. I still shiver with fear just thinking about how I managed to escape but at the same time felt overwhelming gratitude just for being alive. I was obviously torn. 8220;What’s your name? 8221; I asked. 8220;Daffodil.”. 8220;Do you like to dance? The us...
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_: Ako Naman
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Monday, July 20, 2009. Ngayon ang unang araw nya sa eskwela. Bakas sa kanyang mukha ang magkahalong sabik at takot. “Kinakabahan ka ba? 8220;Nanay, basahin natin ‘tong Sleeping Be. be.a.u.ti. Turuan mo na kasi kong mag-Ingles,” pangungulit ko sa aking inay. Masipag akong magaral noong ako’y bata pa pero ang pinakahilig ko ay magbasa – ng malakas! Nakapagtapos ako ng elementarya sa loob lamang ng limang taon at sa limang taon na iyon ay nagkaroon ako ng 18 med...
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_: The Kikay Mountaineer Part 1
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Wednesday, April 21, 2010. The Kikay Mountaineer Part 1. I never thought that I’d be keen on hiking mountains; the dusty sometimes moist earth clinging to every exposed part of my skin, the seemingly endless trail, hours of asking “malayo pa ba? When I told a close friend I was going to hike she virtually laughed at me. But fate has its way of finding me (naks! My first brush with hiking came when I dated a nature lover in the middle of 2009. That he was taki...
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_: To The One Who Stil Holds My Heart
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Saturday, June 27, 2009. To The One Who Stil Holds My Heart. It's amazing how one person can break your heart. But more amazing that you still love him with all the little broken pieces. This is just a very simple poem. But it's everything I have to say. Just the way he laughs. The stars will be shamed. With the twinkle in his eyes. I’m at my happiest in his arms. And his voice caresses me like a child. He tells me I’m beautiful. He calms my irrational fears.
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_: March 2010
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Monday, March 15, 2010. Of risks and taking chances. Whenever I make a tough decision in life, I always think about this – is the gain worth more than what I am risking? But life’s such a bitch on me so I have to think about it harder. What if the thing you are risking is already out there in the open and you are just holding on to an eeny teeny bit of hope? Would you finally let go? Or would you throw everything away to hold on to that small glimmer of hope?
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_: November 2009
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Monday, November 30, 2009. The Warrior and the Child. I went there not knowing what my main purpose was. I just felt like it was the best thing to do. Perhaps I was seeking refuge or just a mere sign of sympathy. I still shiver with fear just thinking about how I managed to escape but at the same time felt overwhelming gratitude just for being alive. I was obviously torn. 8220;What’s your name? 8221; I asked. 8220;Daffodil.”. 8220;Do you like to dance? The us...
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_: August 2009
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Sunday, August 23, 2009. Up, Up and Away. I didn't want to watch Up at first, despite of the good reviews I've read about the movie. But after my friend promised that we will watch Time Traveler's Wife next Sunday, I finally agreed. You came like a dream. Vanished before I've seen. The wonders you brought to me. Went as quickly as a breeze. I hold on to what was left. I screamed 'til I'm out of breath. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend. I'll never be lost.
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_: April 2010
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Skeleton in my closet and trash under my bed. Wednesday, April 21, 2010. The Kikay Mountaineer Part 1. I never thought that I’d be keen on hiking mountains; the dusty sometimes moist earth clinging to every exposed part of my skin, the seemingly endless trail, hours of asking “malayo pa ba? When I told a close friend I was going to hike she virtually laughed at me. But fate has its way of finding me (naks! My first brush with hiking came when I dated a nature lover in the middle of 2009. That he was taki...