Throughout thirteen years of martial law, until I laid eyes on her again, I never thought that I would ever see the end of it. Least of all that my father would survive it. I am not much given to prayer or pious reflection but when I could set aside my anger, I prayed my father would see democracy again.

Late one afternoon, in San Francisco, I got ( Read more... )

The following entry was written @ 11:45PM on March 3, 2009:

In 15 minutes, it’s going to be the 4th of March.

It won’t be my 24th birthday anymore, then.

It’s juvenile, but I always feel like my heart breaks a little at the end of my birthday.

It’s like the guests have gone home, and the cake is put away, and the fun is over.

But that’s not to ( Read more... )

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Blessed is the season, which engages the world in a conspiracy of love. (Hamilton Wright Mable)

A wonderful Christmas to all!

He's back as the new head of Trauma.

Gad, these pictures are love.

They make me so happy i could cry.

Squee!


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I left my heart, poise (what little I had), shattered pride and sense of self.

Smack dab in the middle of a humungous crater.

I was only alighting from the island, and then I was down on my knees.

And while I was down there in supplication sa gilid ng kalsada, my first thought was: “Shet, baka natapon yung chichiria.”

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hay, heath ledger.

i can only speak in superlatives of you as the joker.

you were mad, crazy, blazing, molten hot brilliant.

so convincingly id-ridden.

magaling.

I think I may have had a mini-breakdown today. In the middle of my medi-facial, and under the scrutiny of my dermatologist and the humungous magnifying lens she was using to aid in the removal of dirt and grime from my face.

It started with a stream of tears, then quiet sobs, then gasping sobs, with a touch of intermittent banshee-like wailing, ( Read more... )

Sometimes the most human of emotions, though they scream inside us, get lost somewhere between the words by which we choose to express them.

fyi: hire number three is my favorite hire, so far. :-)

You can't jump the track

We're like cars on a cable

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

And no one can find the rewind button now

Drama.

Anna Nalick is love in times like this.