The Pedicab Incident

This is a pedicab, commonly known as padyak (Filipino for “to kick” or “to pedal”) or trisikad [try-see-kahd] (a portmanteau of tri- for “three” and the Hiligaynon word sikad, which means “to kick” or “to pedal”) in the Philippines. This serves as one of the most common mode of transportation in the local area, especially for... Continue Reading →

The Blurry Friendship Escalation

Ever since I could ever remember, I am not the kind of person who takes friendship for granted. I might be silent for some time, but that does not mean that I no longer care. Once I considered you my friend, you remain in the same status—well, unless you violate or one of my closest... Continue Reading →

Spur of the Moment

I stood up; you looked at me, and moved your stare away.Those eyes, those self-same eyes that used to look at mewith passion, love, affection. Now, they look at mewith disgust, ignorance, oblivion—nothing. I see nothingin those eyes but the bitterness of broken friendship and lovethat has not been consummated.Gone were the days where friendship... Continue Reading →

Arguing with Myself: When Friendships Blur

It’s not about school, work, or whatever. It’s about everything else. It hurts so much when your friends suddenly turn cold without you knowing it, and worse, you see them every day of your life like they just don’t care. And you? Well, you try to act like nothing really happens and all. You try... Continue Reading →

Semestral Break

It’s September 19, and I am on my way home. “I’ll be back before October, Dad, so eat your meals and take your medicine.” Those were the last words I remember telling my father. This morning, I hurriedly finished my exam, went to my dorm room, packed my things, and rushed to the terminal to... Continue Reading →

Opposites Attract

You dwell in silence; I thrive in loquacity. You study the human body; I dissect language and pieces of literature. You color the world with your songs; I, through my poems. You tell stories thru your paintings; I, through my prose. You race in sunshine; I dance in the rain. You are forgivingly resentful; I... Continue Reading →

M’s Journal: Scribbled Emotions

My name is Justice, or J as they call me, and I right now, I am sitting all alone under a cherry blossom tree, thinking of my younger brother Methushael. What had happened this morning totally changed my perception toward my younger brother. He left three months ago, and I do not know I ever... Continue Reading →

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