This is a story of how I died
A sarcastic write up. One spoon truth, two spoons exaggeration and a whole lotta humor.
The length of my hair decides my character?!?!!
Terry is about to be electrocuted in two hours. But his friends has a plan.
Terry is about to be electrocuted. Despite of the coming death, all he cares is the water for his flower he named Cheeky Daisy.
"Pain has never been this sharp." This piece is my philosophical view on a controversial topic.
It is a funny advice for the guys who don't have money on valentine's Day and also a helpful thought for their future. THIS IS FOR GUYS
Thoughts and ramblings of mine about love in a (subjectively) humorous fashion.
A Story Of a Damsel who is NOT so in Distress.
Have you wondered where you went wrong?
A state of the union addressed
Tuesday, the last day before March 1. I have written a Filipino novel, my first. I have yet to type it and after that, only heaven knows where to find a publisher. I also have a collection of short stories and poems. When...
The garbage collectors collected the garbage. Before going to another house, one of them said, “May I have your empty bottles if there are any?” I was overhearing their conversation at the gate—Jullian and the garbage...
It’s Sunday. We went to church, then to a mall called MegaCenter. While the wife and kids were in the grocery store, I went to a bookstore and bought some pocketbooks—one on poetry and the other a collection of short...
Today’s Friday and it’s as boring as yesterday. That pastor who produces mushroom fruiting bags is a damn liar like a damn politician. Justin told me that he has already sold all the damn bags. He has kept us waiting for...
This is a literary story displaying the innocent perception of a child regarding sexuality and nature.
You will not believe the importance of those little gadgets we keep around our homes
My see through the meaning of the word independence!!
Walking along the white plains, as White as snow.
I retrace my steps and go back to the spot,where I once stood before.
Here comes out my friend from his abode, for whom I have been waiting hitherto....
The world that is so beautiful is now in cage only coz of the human brains itself are caged!
This thing will just pass down the lineage, if they all have to be remembered...perhaps by the fig tree planted by her forefathers, silently peeping through the window as they drink and go, one by one.
I usually sneeze every time I wake up early in the morning. It’s not a habit but an allergy, allergic rhinitis, to be specific. Ah, I could have been someone else if I didn’t have this damn allergy. I have to blow my...
Thursday morning, I have a mental block. Nothing to write about. I’m sitting on a comfortable chair and the table is just right despite the clutter but the mind has nothing to bite. I had better write about nothing or spend...
Last night I had a 30-minute walk—or jog?—on the treadmill (we bought it on December 25). That was my longest walk on the treadmill since it was bought. Now I feel I have stronger legs, the muscle pain slowly...
I wrote this diary years ago. It is a record of events and reflections on a daily basis.