Protected: Revenge or Compassion

This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

August 15, 2007 at 6:53 am Enter your password to view comments.

Protected: Closure (Part II)

This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

August 15, 2007 at 6:52 am Enter your password to view comments.

Protected: Closure

This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

August 15, 2007 at 6:52 am Enter your password to view comments.

Where is everybody?

Lately, I’ve been having a lot of sleepless nights. The random insomnia strikes again. On nights like this I just sit in front of the computer, with mouse clicking randomly in search of something interesting to read. Sometimes I strike gold – like finding this young man’s blog who fell in love with his girlfriend’s best friend; or that of an older man who was shagging another woman whilst his wife was in the hospital having a baby; or that mistress of an old married man who is on the brink of suicide. It’s almost like watching a soap opera. It keeps me up all night reading until my eyes get tired and eventually fall asleep.

There’s really not much to read lately. It seems that everybody’s taking a hiatus. I also miss reading the posts from those folks on my blogroll. Where the heck are you, guys?It’s been awfully quiet around here…

July 27, 2007 at 10:08 am 7 comments

What will it take?

mansion1.jpg
To drown my worries this afternoon, I decided to take a two-hour jog and explore my new neighborhood. As I passed by rows and rows of multi-million dollar homes I imagined myself living in such luxury – a Ferrari and a Bentley on the driveway, maids in uniform, and a chauffeur waiting for command.

For a few seconds I enjoyed the daydream, but was quickly jolted back to reality when I saw that dark pair of eyes staring in nothingness. Despite her age (she must be in her 60’s), her beauty was noticeable even from a distance as she stood in that long, paved driveway as if waiting for someone. Her platinum hair was tightly pulled in a bun and the red lipstick made her pale skin seem whiter, almost ghost-like.

I smiled at her and waved my hand to acknowledge her presence, and she responded with a slow nod as my eyes met the saddest pair of eyes I have ever seen. “Lady, what will it take to make you happy?” I muttered in an inaudible voice. ”Aren’t all these riches enough?” Of course I realized that there are some things money can’t buy – some things as fundamental as health, happiness, and being with the people you love.

July 19, 2007 at 11:13 pm 2 comments

I have been found!

Have you ever had an embarrassing moment that makes you want to disappear from the face of the earth? Unfortunately for me I had a lot of those moments, but the most recent one had me literally sick to my stomach. Someone found my blog! – Someone that I know; someone who has been the subject matter of most of my writings.

It was my fault. I have been snooping around his blog and forgot that I was logged on to mine, and I left traces of my visit and he tracked me from there. Gosh! What to do, what to do? Can you just shoot me now?

I almost deleted this, but I have invested so much time and poured a lot of emotions, I cannot bear to lose this blog. Oh, well! What the heck? So now he knows everything – how I grieved when I lost him, how I felt back then and now. The bad thing is he will never mention it, and I will never get to defend myself or have the chance to lie deny. Damn blog! Why did I even start this?

P.S. I have no choice but to password-protect some of my posts hoping that he hasn’t seen them all…[fingers-crossed]

July 19, 2007 at 4:50 pm 6 comments

Protected: Excerpts from my diary

This content is password protected. To view it please enter your password below:

July 17, 2007 at 1:09 pm Enter your password to view comments.

Older Posts


Calendar

September 2015
M T W T F S S
« Aug    
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
282930  

Posts from the past

Hot off the press


Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.