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My most recent update in this blog was last October. I was supposed to post something right after that but I never got around to it. So I just wrote them all.
More than posting, I'm in the mood for hand-written letters and postcards these days. I even sent one to a boy group in Korea. I don't really care whether the letter was read. I just wanted to write....

I am history.
I am the secret struggling to be known. I am the silent shriek of the gagged; the hushed whispers of the free. I am woman, man, girl, boy, aging, young. I am not unheard of but I am what only few have seen. I am concealed behind tight-lipped faces and...

The sky is grayish blue tonight.
My boss said a storm is brewing and it would probably hit the metro over the weekend. Maybe it's the impending army of storm clouds that created this hue. Either way, it's beautiful.
It would have been nice to lie down and gaze at the vast stretch of the evening sky but I don't have the luxury to do it now. The bougainvillea stalk above me slices through the scene and breaks my supposedly clear view of the universe above. It would...

1. studying in busy coffee shops
2. relentless fascination for hugot poems
3. the concept of "pasalubong" for everyfrickingperson