One ripe afternoon, two college girls draped themselves on the steps of the stairs that skirted out of a great hall. One’s lithe body seemed haphazardly flung, like a strip of satin left to conform to the contours of solid marble. Almost in a sunbathing manner, her head was tilted upward – towards the sun – like a Sunflower absorbing solar power. Confidence emanated from her manner –the one who was the taller of the two.
The shorter girl kept more to herself, it seemed. Her palms were wedged in the space formed and pressed between the back of the thighs and the calves – a curious folded position that almost mimics that of a fetus. Clearly, what sprang forth from her was an impression of subjugation and reserve.
The two were complementary to each other.
The taller girl suddenly hoisted herself up and faced the shorter one. She was bent on saying something – a confession?… an idea?… an unveiling? Continue reading “Two Ionas in a Shell”
It’s a Friday. Papa finally arrived from Hawaii. It’s just nice a feeling to have him back home. It’s as if we lost him for a long, long time. Continue reading “Happy Kick of Endorphins”
I wish I were an athlete, so I could have that scholarship. Continue reading “An Impossible Dream”
I wasn’t able to write in my journal last night. I was preoccupied with schoolwork. I was unstoppable; I had to finish certain things before the day ended. I locked the door to my room, so roommate Sleep could not enter. Continue reading “Wasted Efforts & Pussycat Dolls Rubbing It In”
She’s not in a state of stress right now. She’s not intimidated at all by the sudden bestowing of serious responsibilities Continue reading “Crystal Near the Threshold”
It was in the hour of half past ten in the evening when Crystal finally decided to stop moving and stop doing something. A lot happened all throughout the day, but she doesn’t recall a moment of resting or a brief time-out. Continue reading “…Busy Crystal”
I’m alone with Eruan, my little brother. We had a fight recently. I’m not sure if there was a reconciliation after that. Did that fight end at all? I can’t remember.
Continue reading “…School”
Grocery Shopping with a Grouchy Little Sister
She did it again. My sister, I mean. After recently burying a misunderstanding with me, another one at its worst emerges from the ashes. Should I adjust again? Should I just concede and compromise because I’m older and because I’m supposed to be the “wiser” one? Continue reading “Grocery Shopping with a Grouchy Little Sister”
She took a bite of those mouth-watering brownies they usually serve in youthful angst-y parties. “Where did you get these?” she asked. Then, she took an even bigger bite, “Did you make these?”
Continue reading “… Brownies and a Soliloquy”
I remember reading 12:40 on the clock. It was a high afternoon. I felt invigorated after a power nap. It was an hour after the church service ended.
That Sunday morning, the mood had been “okay” despite my expectations of grogginess and listlessness, since I stayed up late the night before. I wondered why my lack of sleep didn’t show on my face and I wondered why I still had energy… Continue reading “…A Guy Whom His Parents Nudged”