Tag: secrets secrete

  • Untitled post 2586

    Holy shit. The new mobile app designs by @sosheepster looks pretty damn awesome. — Jeremy Foo (@echoz) September 4, 2012 It’s the little things that motivate you. It feels like I’m finally doing something right.

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  • Untitled post 2588

    Just when I had to force myself to not feel bothered by recent college org reunion photos (over someone’s birthday party) this morning, I coincidentally chat up Lles and Dan (about Dan’s love life, no less), and it made me feel better.  Bothered because it felt weird seeing some people that affected me so much…

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  • “The highest form of love is that which you give to someone who will never be able to repay you.”

    “The highest form of love is that which you give to someone who will never be able to repay you.”

    A friend posted that on his wall, and it was significant for me because earlier that day I saw this post. A person you respect affirms your greatest enemy — that’s something. Day by day I get less bothered by it — the idea of her ‘success’ in some way, and I feel that yeah,…

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  • some dents are permanent

    some dents are permanent

    I came home tonight to my (old) macbook that had been on ‘retirement’ ever since the retina came into my possession and I felt bad about how ugly and dirty it looked. I tore away the screen protector that served its two years well. I turned it off and took a damp cloth to wipe…

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  • it’s the little fights

    it’s the little fights

    I don’t know why, but it’s those small moments that create the heavier arguments. In the aftermath, the divide is a little bigger than what I have expected and somehow it feels as if it is my fault for feeling these things too keenly. Why do I take those sad little moments to heart?

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  • Date

    Date

    You asked me out for our first date on the night of Angelica’s birthday dinner. I was crying from a confrontation with Chyna which happened just before I was going to leave with Angelica so I broke down in front of her and I ended up sobbing in her car. I can’t remember right now…

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  • The start

    The start

    Lles and I disagree about a lot of things and agree about a few things. One of those few things we agree about is not being able to write when we’re sad, and possibly being in the best mood to write when we’re in love. So when I was reading Why We Broke Up, with…

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  • Today:

    Today:

    I miss C in between minutes of the day: in between tasks at work, moments of boredom, moments of sleepiness. He doesn’t reply to my texts often; he’s in Laguna and busy (or tired) from a shoot. It’s alright (I understand), but the waiting and anxiety drags me down to idleness (can’t focus on a…

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  • On divorce

    On divorce

    I was reading a blog of someone who has been through divorce. It’s been two years and it still breaks his heart and I, as a reader, wanted to know more. Wondered when it happened, wondered how he felt when his wife told him she wanted to divorce him. So I read through his archives…

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