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Friendship
Friendship is not a competition, but some people make it so. For the past three years, the death count of lives I’ve lost has surpassed 20 and I just stopped counting after that. I didn’t want to turn those lives into a statistic. Each life lost was a stab in my heart, and it never…
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Another Lazy Update
Yet here I am, back in this familiar space, dusting off the cobwebs and reminiscing about the these past few months. It’s funny how life has this way of pulling you in a myriad of directions while you’re busy making other plans. The weddings were a celebration of love, two beautiful unions that brought together…
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An Inconsistent Blogger
I may be many things, but a consistent blogger is not one of them. At least, not writing it all down. On a daily basis, I write in my head. Sometimes things I believe to be quite good, but it disappears and I would most of the time rather not bother putting it all down. …
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Be Cats
“Chaos comes in a tiny package.” That was a line that stood out as I watched the second season of Kingdom, a zombie series on Netflix that takes place in the Joseon period. So funny how zombies have been a theme in the media lately, foreshadowing reality’s pandemic, our current global situation. Will we survive?…
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From the Dark
I have gone dark for awhile from journaling. Much has happened since my last entry. I got a new job working at a private school, hoping that there I would find people that would value me. In the beginning it was great. My new team welcomed me onboard with smiles. People seemed thankful. I worked…
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Happy 100th Birthday, Inay!
We call my grandmother Inay (mother in Tagalog). She is a century old today! Here is a poem I wrote for her several years ago: it’s a hard place being her and being alive between the river and the rock crying raw across the wavy years and smiling too it’s hard to grow as ripe…
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The Fast and Furious Life of Liz B.
“She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you’ll know loss the rest of your life.” ~ Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao She was my roommate and bestie. She stripped at the place where there were hundreds of beautiful girls and one ugly one. But Liz was not…