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A senior in my uni once asked me – do I know the meaning of voyeurism?
I can’t remember what I wrote.
Today, I fell in love. Spent the best 2 hours of my life marveling and loving quite possibly, the only 2 people in the world who get it. They don’t know me. I don’t [...]

Been meaning to write a something something to the second man I ever loved: my George.
For those in the dark, George is my 15 year old car. Yep, he’s taking the PMR this year.
This love, like my other relationships, be it friends, or boyfriends, fools the society. They see nothing but how mean [...]

This is me 3 years back at the start of my 54 days of traveling with a huge bag and only 5 pairs of underwear. I bring them to the shower with me and dry them on top of my bag. The sun bakes them dry and stiff.
I like this picture because [...]

It’s a pretty dangerous setting for me to write right now.
I feel it should be nighttime, because it is dark where I feel. I hate sounding like a 19 year old discovering angst-ridden music for the first time (read: jeff whiny buckley anyone) but the truth is that: I feel as cheerful as a [...]

but I am sad that the World Cup is over.
I don’t watch the game. I only watched one and that was because the television was on. Of course I love the good looking boys on the screen. But nothing beat Tour De France’s boys. FUCKING A-CLASS THIGHS. And talk about mental strength and resillience! I [...]

Some things I figure out along the way of these first 6 months of 2010:
1) Tracy Chapman and the four non blondes singer should be bestfriends. And how many songs does she (Chapman) have to do on broke couples.
2) Notorious B.I.G is damn right: the mo’ money you have, the mo’ problems you get.
3) Which [...]

Sometimes the realization hits you at strange moments.
My ex-boyfriend once told me, after we got back together, that while we were apart the worst thing for him was to look at other couples holding hands, or just being. When we broke up for good I went through four years of consoling myself to no [...]