Slowly losing touch of the things that kept me going; God, life dreams, good friends and my zeal to do more.
My fondest memory of mother was and still is that one time I saw her and sobbed.
It's been awhile I had serious fun. I need to travel around space someday soon. Meet a few aliens, I may as well learn alien sign language. Hah!
i don't know what this is...
Based on a true yet slightly altered life event.
Tonight i want to fantasize. I'm going to plan a date in my head and not feel like a loser (this will be hard to do anyway).
Recounting 'the befores'... The first time i used a pen, i was overwhelmed -- overwhelmed is an understatement. I just couldn't wait to drop my 'immature' pencil and baby erasers and grab a non-eraseable pen! For me,the transition happened later than usual. It was supposed to be when i was in elementary 3 but my teacher, for reasons only know to him, postponed my destiny to hold the pen.
there's something about a child's laugh. It lasts forever...
Apparently, nothing exciting happens at 8:47am! [more]
Here's that moment savoured in sepia and noire et blanc.(more...)