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    Too Shy Ask For His/her Number

    in Matters of the heart

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    One time I was in the car driving home with a school mate in the front passenger seat, my bro and his girlfriend and my younger sister on the back seat. We saw two college girls inside the jeepney en route home, they were in front of us. My bro stuck his feet on to my face as I was driving and the girls so what he did and they laughed. One of the girls had gone down to the same place where we were to go. I got a pen and paper and wrote my number and asked my friend to give it to her. But for crying out loud, he was too shy to do it...even just for me.

     

    I drove off without having been able to hand the piece of paper to her because we were stalling the traffic. Then I thought I could have gone down and talk to her and/or offered her a ride home. That was 5 years ago and I still think about it.

     

    But I know better now not to miss on chances...

    The Mail Box

    in Art and Literature

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    There comes a time in a man's life when he puts his guard down and swallow all those conservation efforts to leave a face to himself. I did once...or twice... or three times... and then quickly put on the mask of self-control again. But as I wear this helmet to protect my head... I forget that therein already lies, tucked in its place, an image of you. And this has dragged for quite a time that I'm no longer afraid to face the consequences of my actions.

     

    I'm not sure now what it takes... I didn't want to find out when we're together... for it might ruin those rare moments. So I talk, if only in writing, to reiterate what has been established long ago... I'm knocking at your door and will be standing on the same spot until I hear from you... anything from you. Tell me something so I can move forward... or move on. So yeah...I'll be hanging around, making a fool of myself, until you're ready.

     

    I've been waiting...not long a time...and I can wait longer...to be perfectly sure that this deserves what I put in it...what we put in it.

     

    In speaking the words in my chest, I give myself the reassurance that I am in fact on this place...same place...right place...where I choose to be.

     

    ...I have not meant to change anyone's life from the beginning. I just wish to complement ours.

    Living Solo/alone

    in Culture and Living

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    I've tasted the soloist lifestyle for more than two years...and I can say I've learned a lot...it really built my character. I did my own grocery, washed my clothes, cooked my food, cleaned the house...etc.

     

    Now I'm back in my family domain...and I don't want to trade this...yet.

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