One ripe afternoon, two college girls sat on the steps of the stairs that skirted out of a great hall. One seemed haphazardly flung, almost in a sunbathing manner. Her head tilted upward, towards the sun – as if 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 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 taller girl suddenly hoisted herself up and faced the shorter one. She was bent on saying something – a confession?… an idea?… an unveiling?More
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.More
I wish I were an athlete, so I could have that scholarship.More
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. More
She’s not in a state of stress right now. She’s not intimidated at all by the sudden bestowing of serious responsibilitiesMore
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.More
Before Facebook Mattered, there was…
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. More
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?More
Brownies and a Soliloquy
She had a bite of those mouth-watering brownies they usually serve in parties. “Where did you get these?” she asked. Then, she took an even bigger bite, “Did you make these?”More
A Guy Whom His Parents Nudged
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…More
Textmates from Afar
I didn’t know that missing a special someone stresses one out. Ced told me that he is busy reviewing and studying for his midterms and I chose to believe him – no matter the distance.More
An Apprentice’s Pride
Marquis is my father’s apprentice/protégé/acolyte… I am not sure what he’s called, really. He’s a student and he is younger; he learns from my father. I don’t know how he learns – through observation and conversation, I guess.More
A Little Hulk of a Brother
My brother and I finally talked about something sensible after that serious disagreement we had a couple of days ago. I realize now that he sure is not forgiving; he is ruthless! His pride rises to major heights and I am secretly frightened. He is terror in a 4-feet-vessel.More
It’s 12:32 in the morning. It’s still early. I should still be sleeping, but there are thoughts that occupy my mind; they linger. I’m overwhelmed by a lot of things and this worries me.More