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#30DayWritingChallenge: A neighbor.
Day Seven: A neighbor. Next week is Spirit Day, and international LGBTQ campaign against bullying, especially those targetted at LGBTQ youths. Though not directly related to bullying, I will write...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: Something that happened in a mall.
Day Nine: Something that happened in a mall. “SM Aura would be good,” I wrote in my text message. “There’s a Coffee Bean at the open garden thingy.” He asked me for a tarot reading about an hour ago....
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Day Nineteen: My secret shame. Be wary of someone who claims their life is an open book. Everyone is hiding something. That’s the irony of the social media (and the internet in general): it allows us...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: The one that got away.
Day Twenty-One: The one that got away . I don’t think have ever written anything about Jemai. So here is one for Throwback Thursday. We met in someone’s birthday party in the early 2000s. A friend in...
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Day Twenty-Two: Something that happened in a car. The world started spinning the moment I stood from my seat. “Can I stay over at your place?” I asked the guy I just met. He was friends with my friends...
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Meeting up with him tonight was a bad idea. He talked about red flags from the other guy he dated — warnings against getting further involved with the guy which he should have heeded sooner. What I...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: Something that made me angry.
Day Twenty-Nine: Something that made me angry. For a few years, I helped organize the Metro Manila Pride March. It’s called Metro Manila Pride now because it expanded beyond the marching. It was, at...
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#30DayWritingChallenge: My last love.
Would you look at that. I actually finished this thirty-day writing challenge thing. Although I feel a little mocked by the Universe for this last writing topic. Day Thirty: My last love. I started...
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Two months without photographic evidence.
Rodj pointed out how some people can fill out a photo album (with selfies) in a week. (Or a day, even.) But while we were still dating before, we never had many photos. We had very few photos together....
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The almost-fight for bunk no. 6.
So, earlier: I wanted to grab a quick nap during my lunch break. I registered for the nap room and was assigned to bunk #2. It was occupied when I got in; some guy who couldn’t bother following simple...
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