She lied to me.
OK! Maybe she didn’t!
So far, everything she said actually did happen. Back in January and when I wrote that post, I didn’t write some specific details she told me. The past few months, I’ve lived those details. Eight months ago, she said I’d lose my grandmother within months. Just recently, I lost […]
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I have a human alarm. Yes, a friend of mine volunteered to be my human alarm. For the past few months, he’s been calling long distance every morning just few minutes before my alarm is due to ring ring. Is it bad that I’m used to my human alarm?
Nothing new with work. Everyone around me […]
“We Read to Know We Are Not Alone”
Published by July 30th, 2007 in Personal, Life and Books. 12 CommentsEarly mornings, waking up, grabbing a book, jogging towards the coffee shop, one cafe latte skimmed milk please.
The same couch I sit on every time, toasted bagel with fat free cream cheese, flipping through the pages of this week’s novel, one book one week.
Spreading cream cheese on my multi-grain bagel, sipping my latte, crossing my […]
He thinks I am calmer now compared to few months back. I asked for further explanation. He explained “from your posts, you seem calmer”. I laughed. I am not calmer. I probably have more drama in my life than few months ago when life seemed a bit boring. Yet there is this thing that is […]
Laissez moi devenir.
From Wikipedia
“Crush may refer to:
Limerence, a short-lived, intense and usually unrequited love, sexual attraction, or infatuation.”
When I was asked, I stupidly replied “Hell NO. NO, NO, Dear God NO”, when deep inside I felt like “hell yeh, I wish”.
I was stupid enough to tell him I was asked and stupidly repeated my reply. Why can’t I just stop acting this way and instead say what I feel?
Then I was asked […]
The same car; same highways, same neighborhood, and the same faces.
The same location; same walls, same view, and the same faces.
The same place; same stairway, and the same door.
The same room; same bed, same night-stand, and the same lights.
Same everything; yet I don’t recognize anything. Or maybe “they” don’t recognize me.
I feel as if I […]
I’m not crazy. Well, I know I can be crazy sometimes but not how you made me feel. All those years, all the feelings, all the thoughts; I wasn’t crazy. You made me believe something is wrong with me when in fact all the wrong is in you.
I don’t know what to write but I feel the urge to write something, anything.
I feel hurt and the more I try to hide it, the more it hurts. I’m pretending to not be hurt when I am. To them, I pretend; because I don’t want to guarantee them the pleasure of thinking they won. […]