tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86507736496060657592024-03-05T05:57:42.390-08:00Busy Buzzing BeeBee<center> <b>“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.” - Marriane Williamson </b> </center>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger132125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-20623362456088081692018-10-18T23:46:00.000-07:002019-07-22T11:23:53.886-07:00Until My Heartaches End<div style="text-align: center;">
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You're ignoring, where are you?</div>
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I'll let you know, give me 2 secs.</div>
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Send me the location.</div>
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In a bit.</div>
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What do you want to do.</div>
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Get drunk.</div>
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It is too early for that.</div>
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That is what I want.</div>
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Done.</div>
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I was not really exhausted or wanting to have a break when I booked a hotel in Fujairah as I just had two out of town trips prior. I guess it was just the hype. I was still high and didn't want to settle with the mundane days yet and needed another somewhere out of the hurling city of Dubai, and yes to Fujairah I thought I have to be.</div>
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">The above photo was taken at one of the Wadis in Fujairah. No signage can be found bearing its name, or maybe there was but I was just not keen enough as I got giddy to get near the water but there were little cliffs and cracks so at a decent distance I stayed and basked in the sun while watching the tiny ripples the air made through the almost placid water bed. </span></i><br />
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Actually, it was not my first time in <b>Fujairah</b> - I have blogged my visit to some of the tourist spots in the city's outskirts in <a href="https://buzzingbeebee.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-wondering-wanderer-unleashed-post.html" target="_blank">The Wondering Wanderer Unleashed</a> - but it was my first time to be and stay within its city. What I loved about it was that I didn't have to go far from the hotel I stayed in to visit the Grand Mosque and The Fort as they were only 10 steps away! Kidding, hmm around 5 minutes car ride from the city proper I think.</div>
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It was blazing hot not to even mention the humidity but despite the not so friendly weather, I had a blast! I braved the heat out and roamed around The Fort.</div>
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Going back to my hotel, I forgot to take a photo of the Grand Mosque in the same broad daylight when I visited The Fort as I was engulfed by its beauty. It is grand, indeed. Just so beautiful that my eyes feasted and overwhelmed me until it was out of sight. It is not as grand as the one in Abu Dhabi but you would not be able to think on comparing when you see it. Or I dunno, maybe because I am just into Mosques.</div>
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The visit to the Grand Mosque is actually already planned to be at night as I love city lights. The photo above actually does not do even the slightest justice as to how it is in actual. I roamed around, as usual, but got tired as it was vast and so humid! But was content to have seen it at night and again, drank in its beauty.<br />
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And it was the same night when I was introduced to Shisha! And, I love it since then. I don't smoke, but I know how to smoke and the volume of smoke that you can make out of Shisha - depends on your breathing skills - is what makes it enticing for me. It made dizzy actually until I swapped flavor with my friend who was having the Cafe's specialty - I forgot the name but it has its cafe's name in it, Al Meshwar mix or something. Plus, the place is splendid. The design, the service, the food, commendable!<br />
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As a huge part of this quick trip, I am forever grateful to my dear friend who had awaken the bookworm that has been in hiatus inside me. Fortunately we learned that we were in the same place when asked of each other's whereabouts. We met and I was gifted with the book, Alexander by Valerio Massimo Manfredi. One of the "Unputdownable" that I have ever held on to. As you can see from the photo below, I was clutching it tightly. LOL. Kidding aside, as I learned that it was a trilogy, I was crazily in search for the 2nd and the 3rd book and to my surprise and delight, one of my friends sent me the epub copies. The trilogy is brilliantly written. Kudos to Manfredi!<br />
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Again, SHOUT OUT to my dear friend who will forever hold a place in my heart. You were so welcoming and even gone out of your way so I would have a great time and enjoy my short stay. You have not only gifted me a book, you made me thirsty instead and longed for that familiar feeling that most of the times only book could suffice. You have not only given me memories and experiences that I will fondly remember and cherish, you gave me Me again. The curious me - curious of how your brain is wired so different with mine but you fully understand me nonetheless. Thank you.</div>
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So yeah, a day at home had me glued to my bed watching episode to episode of my long overdue series and movies that whenever I see the title takes me back to each of its trailer vividly that only makes me wanting to rush and finish an episode that sometimes I just pause it and start with a movie.</div>
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I finished some movies and some eps and chatted with somebody until around 3:00 in the morning got me hit the sack with a smile on my face.</div>
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Then I’ve woken up to a text on WhatsApp asking "<b>Are you happy?</b>".<br />
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The thought of the night prior surfaced and I replied "Yes. I am happy. Thank you for asking. How about you, are you happy? Why'd ask anyway?"</div>
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And he answered that he happened to see the post on IG that I liked and made him asked me, and that yes, he is happy too.</div>
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Well, it's true. I saw a post on IG about people being asked about almost anything but on feeling happy. It struck me that time and had planned on asking my friends about it but I was preoccupied with you know - visuals and virtuals, as I multitasked.</div>
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Happiness is definitely fleeting, this I know by heart. Last night I was <i><b>happy</b></i>, and I woke up feeling nothing until I was asked, which made me happy because somebody out there is concerned of how I feel.</div>
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Happiness for me varies from person to person. For sure the level of my happiness when seeing a clean sponge doesn't equal to anyone's who has seen the same, much more to someone's who doesn't really care about cleanliness. (a clean sponge, really? of all that I could use to compare. this only means one thing - wisdom :P). </div>
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And I think that there are a lot of contributing factors to happiness - every thing (like, every thing!) that you see could affect mine's, your's or someone else's happiness.<br />
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To add, I really believe that it's just within us. I mean, as I have mentioned earlier, I woke up not feeling anything but when I was asked, I snatched out a thought; a happy thought, which made me feel happy in an instant. Well with that, it might work to some and not to others, but the point is we can control it.</div>
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Anyway, so around 2:00 in the afternoon. I was still in bed and didn't want to move, yet managed to send a text - '<a href="http://buzzingbeebee.blogspot.ae/" target="_blank">Are you happy</a>?' to a few dear friends through WhatsApp and below are their answers giving hints to what makes them happy.</div>
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Fair point. I couldn't agree more.</div>
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Yes. It is "Who" that makes her happy!</div>
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However, days prior, she wasn't really.</div>
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Oh, someone misses me. Haha.</div>
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Such a happy spirit despite the toxic environment.</div>
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This lady is always happy, like every time you see her, she's all smiles and laughing.</div>
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Which kinda had me like, what the eff?!</div>
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But yeah, happiness also varies from person to person.</div>
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I never find him unhappy, unless I made him haha nah I dunno</div>
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The most disciplined person I know.</div>
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I want to say that she definitely has a lot in her mind when I asked her this.</div>
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Oh trust me, I know how busy she is.</div>
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She has money. She gets sex whenever she wants.</div>
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She's happy most of the time but her answer surprised me.</div>
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I entertained some and I ignored a lot :P</div>
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Which I will be sharing how they were and my experiences with the former here.</div>
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So, brace yourself, you maybe one of them :D</div>
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Okay, let us start with how on earth i ended up on that app (i despise online dating :P) But I got so fed up with my friends' annoying and constant battery on me to put myself out there and attract a guy. Plus, a dear friend just got married to somebody whom she met on that app, so yeah, I gave in to their rants and signed away. It was also some kind of social experimentation and was nervous as I set the bar high on the number of men who would get interested in me and of course - what kind of men are in there (-limits to only those I've met).</div>
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It was the first dating app I joined in and it was not that difficult to figure how it works. Only that, the first minute i delved into it, I threw Likes away to every man that appeared on the screen, one after another LOL *sigh - ignorance excuses no one. HAHA</div>
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I did not know how many I have liked but a lot have liked me back (*chirpchirp-truth!). So yeah, let's unravel the mysterious guys who made the cut and got me out of my beloved abode (*bed) and my so-so routine.</div>
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Note: I entertained one guy at a time. :P<br />
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<b style="text-align: justify;">The Dentist, 33.</b><br />
<span style="text-align: justify;">He bombarded me with messages on how much he was attracted to me (my profile photo). I checked his profile and seemed okay and legit so I entertained him. Days of chatting were great. He was so into me and would do everything I say just to have me - gigolo; proven and tested twice (I maybe wrong on testing him but I just don't trust in a flash). I still had one thing on mind to try out on him but the waters got murky at one night we planned to meet. I had a prior commitment - a movie with colleagues, but he was willing to wait, he said. He came straight from work and waited for more or less two hours outside of the mall - he could have done something else, but instead, he blasted my phone with messages and calls. I was so into the movie and my phone was in silent mode the whole time and got to read everything after - worst words ever! (Here is one 'decent line' depends on how you read it though - "f*ck!!! enough with the movie and see me!!!"). Thanks, but no thanks.</span><br />
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<b>The Auditor, 31.</b><br />
<span style="text-align: justify;">Had been pestering me to have coffee with him and am not really into trivial stuff (or I wasnt just really interested) but one day I got stuck somewhere and badly needed a ride and since he was raining my inbox I then decided to meet him up; win-win. Sent him my location and got a reply "Why the h*ll you are in there, I am coming". It was fun. He was cool. I liked him right away. Until, I saw how he takes the road. Patience - this he lacks. So, nope. Just not my cup of coffee. He still pests me til to date anyway, but naah. Pass.</span><br />
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<b>The Realtor, 29.</b><br />
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The most talkative I have ever met! Like, how-can-I-make-you-stop-talking kind of guy (I know how to if I just wanted to) but to be fair, it was not that kind of full of himself convos. He was cute and has a very charming smile and I wanted to pinch his face with all my might. But we have never gone to touching after he made me wait for three hours (haven't really felt the wasted time as I was with my friend playing pool but the thought of it makes me cringe - I waited; unlikely me) as he had dental appointment. He was sorry and all but lame. So, bye. He still calls though, when I feel like talking I do pick up, but most of the time I just watch the phone ring and ring and ring. Tsk. Me.</div>
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<b>The Engineer, 31.</b><br />
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I did bad to him. He was a kind soul. I messed up. But I was and am sure that he deserves someone better. I am just not the one.</div>
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<b>The Photographer, 26.</b><br />
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I love photography and I found a common ground with him. So, we decided to meet in a place I have been planning to visit for a long time with a friend who have been bugging me for a photoshoot. He comes handy in those situations, haha. He has a friendly vibe and I am comfortable with him. And, we are planning to visit another location soon.</div>
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<b>The Ideator, 32.</b><br />
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He had me at "you missed the P" opening line. The best I have ever talked to! He talked my talks and walked my walks. He's perfect! He piqued my interest in him so high that it was me who was in the place of inviting him out! I gotten so much into him that I even gone out of my usual ways for him (chat wise). Intellectual - my weakness, and playful - just what I like! But he was such a busy man; had me on a time frame; days prior to this date - which by this very moment of writing, we already stopped communicating, that he'd totally be free after the launch, debugged and polished their project. Totally honest on the project thingy as I was informed of the development from time to time but I am not patient myself and that he - like me - won't go out for petty meet ups unless it is something major he'd go against all odds to make it (ugh, men), which I myself is sure will not ever engage on.</div>
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A Lot Of Men - disclosed their intention of planning to not to get emotionally involved (am not sure myself of this either but i was like giving it a shot) upfront and were only there for fun (you know) which of course will not get myself into.</div>
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So there. Two weeks in the app and found myself bored. I deactivated and now back to regular programming, HAHA. At least I have tried. It definitely is not for me (I think) and I don't know what is. Well as I have read somewhere, <b><i>"I don't know what I want, but am sure as hell I know what I don't want."</i></b></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-33860568494127304662018-01-12T02:06:00.000-08:002018-04-14T03:19:37.110-07:00The Untitled Kiss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i was in a place - somewhat like on top of the highest layer of the earth.</div>
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it was beautiful.<br />
cloudy and a paradise-like yet comes with weird stuff.</div>
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the water was a combination of dreamy white, blue and green, and a bit eerily-amazing as you can see the moon brightly shining aligned with the water to its very far end.</div>
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a deep-blue water in the middle from the shore that no one dared to go beyond the visible underwater sand as you would sink to nowhere despite knowing how to swim out.</div>
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i enjoyed however.<br />
i loved it there.<br />
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head off to my room as i already had my fill.<br />
washed off the salty remains.<br />
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you came in,<br />
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not a single thought of you crossed my mind even in the presence of the moon.</div>
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were you there the whole time?</div>
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looking at your toned back, walking towards the door.<br />
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you came back and kissed me some more.</div>
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we kissed.</div>
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did not stop kissing until i feel you brushing over me.</div>
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The spooky Ghost Town of Ras Alkhaimah</div>
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i am going in circles here.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was okay.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was already okay until you started talking to me again.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i acted cool.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">like everything was fine.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">of course everything is fine.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">but it got back to when what i always did was think of you.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and i feel so sorry for myself.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i feel broken again.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">it is just so unfair.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">but what hurts me most is that i don't have anyone to blame.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i let myself get on with the feelings.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">feelings that i so knew from the very start that would crush me into pieces and it did.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">down to the littlest.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">it has been two years now.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">two years.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">two years!</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">that's too long for me.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">too long for my former self to get over something, someone, anything!</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i can't believe it.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">it has been two years and realized that here i am.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">still pining for you.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">time flies yet am stuck. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i am typing this while taking glances to the beautiful moon rising.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and of course - as usual, my kind of normal - i got swarmed by the many memories of you.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">my eyes are swelling.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">you are in the moonrise, in the moonlight, in the moonset. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*tears.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">...........</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i closed the notes app and thought of calling to tell you that the full moon is rising beautifully despite the hindrance of huge cable towers, gracing the deserted horizon.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and i rang a friend but hang up immediately decided not to talk to anyone.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i wiped the tears from my cheeks, my eyes were still burning and good thing i got my sunglasses on. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">he called back.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">as he always does.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was so glad he called back.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was so glad i get to share that beautiful feeling every time i watch the moon rise.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was so glad he didn't notice that i was suppressing the sniffs from my clogged nose.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i was so glad he was unaware of my unusual pitch and my cracked voice.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i feigned happiness by laughing so hard on every quip.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">my chest was heaving.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">my eyes were burning.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">yes.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">as you said.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"that one's difficult to replace"</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i miss you.</span><br />
<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">i love you to bits.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #454545; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and goodbye to all i have for you.</span></div>
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that shriek that puts everyone around me in a panic state, THAT! / so we were busy blabbing our hearts, minds and lungs out as we were on our way to dinner when i saw the very beautiful moon majestically gracing the gap in between of two buildings, and since i can't contain the feeling of surprise, and excitement and happiness oh dear, it melted my heart. it melted the world i was in and fell to the abyss of memories of you / echos!</div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ME: I forgot my phone at home <span style="font-size: large;">°~°</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ME: <span style="font-size: large;">°,°</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Everyday, I fight a battle.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A battle between getting up from the annoying alarm and pressing the snooze,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">again and again and back to La La Land.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I often succumb to the latter which always got me doing RUSH HOUR 3.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">To which, one day, resulted to forgetting my phone on my bed</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(over jealous here) for half day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I took a half day leave from work for I needed to process something</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">and went home straight to collect my phone and I came home to this: </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Hi, I need these get stamped.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: No, we don't do that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: We provide the copies here.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Okay, please provide me with theses dates.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: 150AED all in all.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: What? Why are you charging that much?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Am not angry, I'm disappointed. I don't have to pay for those.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(He was preparing the docs while I was venting out anyway and..)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: Here (handing me the papers)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Seriously, 150AED?!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: Kalas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: *staring at him, confused.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: That's free (and smiled)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Oh gaad, you got me. I'll get you back on this!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(while I hurriedly prepped my things, stood and ready to go, he quipped)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He: Sure. You're welcome, Aidalyn</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(Turned to look at him while kinda surprised on how he knew my name and immediately realized that it's on the docs - ugh! - I was eaten by haste. I wasn't on Earth for a while.)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Thank you, (searched for his name at the plaque on his table) Samir Ibrahim.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*Oh, them guys. mga pa-cute<span style="font-size: large;"> °,°</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Don't let stress overwhelm you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">You'd get tripped on, big time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And again, it all boil down to time management (ugh!).</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-8782648874872249632016-10-19T01:10:00.001-07:002016-10-19T21:54:57.187-07:00Once Upon A Time, the Beautiful Me was born ~ Of Gratefulness and On to Challenges!<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So, another year is done, and am still holding on ♫ (charmos, ginamos tag-singko ang takos!), a year of smooth, tough and rough life ride. Last year, I wished for my life to get rearranged, not drastically though but at least that there'd be big changes. I needed to feel efficient, to be productive, to be needed. And, God didn't fail me. I was swarmed with proposals and I welcomed them all until I got overwhelmed with commitments to the point of thinking that I needed to step back.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It was a year filled with challenges, sure. However I am gifted with a Family; a joy to my heart and a provocateur to my blood pressure (you know, family), and Friends, who have been beside and behind me all the way through. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">*Thanks to Ate Amy and Mae, for putting up with my tantrums, weirdness and loudness. Mira and Sheena - who have been overly supportive and very understanding of my chaotic schedules, who are already asleep whenever I get home and whom I talk to hurriedly (as I always run off to wherever I supposed to go) and Jona - for everything especially the pinaabtiks. Cathy - for being the best errand-er out there. Thank you so much gang. You know how grateful I am to have you. Pang-through thin and thin jud ka (given na ng thick, ). HAHAHA. Norjean - for your time Norj and for all the pinakalit favors. And to my students who kept me inspired, served as my wake up calls, and for making me realize and appreciate everything (life!). Also to my Deira Peeps, who have brought out the best and the beast in me. The harshest pack out there and whom I could be in my meanest self, the squad am willing to mess with things and people alongside (*evil grin). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Seriously I have no idea how they were able to put up with me. I don't deserve the generosity and goodness they are showing me. But as the saying "goodness begets goodness". Hahaha. I hear you but, Keep Off The Grass. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I was elated by the thought that winter is just around the corner. From the soft-cold wind blow to the Brrr-ing temperature drop to 10°C (tolerable still with thick and layered clothing), I surely dig it over the summers here (who doesn't?). And, it only means one thing: Outdoors!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As I was excitedly blabbing about where I want to go and what I want to do on the weekends of early winter, I got stopped by a quip, 'when are you gonna be free again?', which had me re-tracking each weekend with scheduled appointments and commitments from my phone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I remember an Ex once told me over a heated argument of having no time for each other anymore, 'make time', and that 'there's no such thing as trying, it's only either you do it or you don't'. A very timely reminiscing (lol), just when I need the words of wisdom to guide me (haha). Indeed, we learn from our past (do we? :P).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have to make time. I have to make time to go out and be one with the nature again. I have to make time to unleash the adventurous in me to recharge its drained spirit. I have to make time to bathe in the uncertainties with joy of not knowing what are bound to happen. I have to make time for the vast horizon to fully embrace me away from the hustling metro. I have to make time for a Me Time. I have to make time.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And yesterday, the 'almost four years' has stopped. Of all the people in the world I could bumped into; not to mention that I am miles away from home, there you were coming towards me and all I was able to utter was </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">'what the h*ll'.</span></div>
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My favorite flower is the <b>white rose</b>. Why? Hmm. Because maybe it's the first I ever received? Or, simply because it's so dainty, pure and just beautiful. I was given a bouquet of white roses as peace offering from a close friend. There was a rift between us. I was lied to which had fumed me and i distanced myself. But just after a short while, I was in a classroom (College Days) and I was told that there was someone looking for me. I went out and found my friend standing outside with a bouquet of <i>white roses</i>, then my heart melted.</div>
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According to flower enthusiasts, a <u><a href="http://buzzingbeebee.blogspot.ae/">white rose</a></u> symbolizes new beginnings, spirituality and marriage. Also, giving roses with this color gestures remembrance. My friend may or may have not known the meaning behind the color of the rose given to me but indeed it patched us up and from then on nothing even petty quarrels have gone our way. I was a new beginning for our friendship.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am not a flower freak nor an anti but I appreciate flowers. I like them. I get elated whenever I get them. And speaking of, I received a <b>Long Stemmed Orange Rose</b> last night. Orange. Yes, orange. And it was seriously my first time to receive a rose on that color. I took a closer look at its petals trying to find uncolored spots or just anything that would appease my curiosity about its color origin. And, yeah it was an original <b><i>Orange Rose</i></b>.</span></div>
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Since it was my first time to receive an <u>Orange Rose</u>, my mind wandered on how roses with this color started. As a curios bug as I always am, I looked it up online and found out that it started in the 20th century when Rose cultivators wanted to create an <b>Orange Rose</b>. Basic knowledge, and taught in grade school, mixing red and yellow will give you an orange shade and that was what the cultivators did. They experimented and crossbred the red and yellow roses and voila, the birth of the <b><i><u>Orange Rose</u></i></b>.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Back home, I normally just put my flowers in a quart-watered vase and cut the stem an inch every two (2) days and with only such, I was able to make them bloom confidently from shy pulps and last longer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On the night of Valentines Day, I received a bouquet of red roses but I waited till the next morning to put them in a vase for I was not in the mood to take care of it right away. The flowers were more of bloody red than scarlet and I was anticipating and excited to see them bloom. After two (2) days, I noticed that there were no changes as to opening of the petals.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I looked up online for some help since I have heard that a paracetamol or sugar would help the flowers bloom and here's what I found from <a href="http://www.womansday.com/home/how-to/a4695/how-to-make-fresh-flowers-last-longer-103671/">WomansDay.com</a>, which I tried:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Step 1:<br />Add 1 quart warm water to a clean vase.<br />Step 2:<br />Pour 2 Tbsp sugar into the water.<br />The sugar will help nourish the flowers and promote opening of the blooms.<br />Step 3:<br />Add 2 Tbsp white vinegar and stir well.<br />The vinegar helps inhibit the growth of bacteria and keeps your flowers fresher longer. If you don't have vinegar and/or sugar, lemon-lime soda mixed with the water will do the same thing.<br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Remove all lower leaves from flowers so there won't be any in the water.<br />Step 5:<br />Cut 1 to 2 inches off the stems at an angle while they are under water.<br />Step 6:<br />Arrange your flowers in the vase.<br />Step 7:<br />Display your bouquet in a cool, draft-free area.<br />Avoid direct sunlight, which causes the flowers to die more quickly.<br />Step 8:<br />Change the water every other day and re-cut the stems each time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Yes, that was how it was seven (7) days after while the other flowers withered without even blooming fully yet. I was thinking of the quality of the water here (hard water) as the culprit but I did recall that I even boiled the water and waited for it to cool down before pouring it into the vase.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Anyway, since I got new white roses, I still would want to try such method. Who knows - maybe it could be because of the flowers themselves - it'll work this time. (crossing fingers and toes)</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-41631152381425072632016-02-21T23:00:00.002-08:002016-09-07T23:41:21.413-07:00So Early And So Hungry Already? Here's Why!<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On the way to work this morning, I wasn't feeling fine despite
my comfortable position (slouched and so ready to doze off; which I do every single time of
going to and fro work) with music on point. I was feeling a stinging pain in my
stomach. I was hungry. Like so hungry that I haven't eaten anything for the
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I did every diversion so to forget the hunger - edited
recently taken photos, checked unread in ibooks, read a page of 'Let Me Call
You Sweetheart', edited my music playlist - BUT you just can't turn hunger off unless you have something to chug down. I rummaged my bag for a pika-pika
but to no avail. No biscuits, candies or water with me. I have my lunch pack though
and a Siopao (shout out to Ate Amy, Thanks!) but I am not comfortable eating in
the car with the driver and I don't want to share (yes, that's it, I don't want
to share :-P) so I waited till I reached the office.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">After all the buzz and fuss, I decided to do a research on why
did I feel that hunger so early in the morning the fact that I was so full the
night before - I had dinner and a midnight snack. And the culprit was no other
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Around almost midnight, I went out to meet a friend at Dunkin Donuts and was able to consume 2 donuts (so unlikely me for I seriously don't like sweets - like donuts sweet) despite the full dinner that I had.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Anyway, according to <a href="http://www.livestrong.com/article/507237-why-are-we-hungrier-in-the-morning-when-we-eat-late-at-night/">LiveStrong.com</a> "When you eat a meal at bedtime, particularly one rich in sugars and other simple carbohydrates, you generate an insulin surge from your pancreas. Upon retiring, this insulin begins pushing glucose into your cells, a process that continues as you sleep. During the night, a continual drop in your blood glucose stimulates the release of counter-regulatory hormones, leading to stimulation of your appetite centers. Unless you get up in the middle of the night to satisfy your appetite, you will be hungry upon arising in the morning."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">P.S. finished the whole Siopao (almost as big as 3 donuts-with-fillings layered up) and a coffee. </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I am now feeling bloated. (*ugh!)</span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-26285244362257821672016-02-14T11:03:00.000-08:002016-10-08T05:42:46.778-07:00Hey, thank you!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Around 1700, as I was shutting down my office computer,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I felt a thug on my chest.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of all the people I could thought of, it was you who popped into my head.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For whatever reason I don't know.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I let our driver dropped me at a grocery store and got myself strawberries and chocolate as I was again planning for a strawberry fondue.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I reached home dead tired and hungry and was about to throw myself onto my bed but stopped and scrutinized the thing that was sitting there, like it was waiting for me to pick it up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nobody was home. There was no one I could ask with whom it was from.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Regardless, I snapped a photo and sent it to my friend</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(who I thought it was from) along with joyful words of thanks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I then brushed it aside and laid myself down.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was hungry but I was too lazy to get off bed</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and decided to take a nap first when my roomie came in so I asked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She knew.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She's the one who received it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She was all smiles.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She was firm on keeping a promise not to tell me whom the flowers were from.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She knows that I am good in silent treatment so after a threat</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(not to talk to her until she tells me),</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">she blew it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I did not know how to react.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What to feel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was totally surprised.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From you, seriously?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Confusion washed over me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why now?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why this day?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There was Christmas.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There was New Year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But Valentines day?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Really?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You are mushy, indeed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Or, I don't know, as I have no idea what you are really trying to imply.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Memories flood in.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thoughts swirled in my mind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was trying to recall the way you talk, how you walk, how you look like.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As if I was trying to rehash everything about you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I shifted on my right to look at the flowers, again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Looking at them knowing whom they're from stirred a tinge of sadness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I miss my friend.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I miss you.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You are in my thoughts, oftentimes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You are even in my dreams.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I didn't know how long it took me just looking at the flowers.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Looking but not totally seeing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was lost.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My mind was seriously clouded while little white baby's breath</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">playing and leaving trails to my blurry vision.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I shifted to lay on my back, still thinking of the flowers</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and knowing whom they're from made me remember the thing you said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You told me that the first gift you gave me have opened many doors</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and the last one would close all the doors.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Flowers.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On Valentines Day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sweet.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thoughtful.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Closure.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sad.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A Sad-Sweet-Thoughtful Closure on Valentines Day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wanted to cry.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I got up.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Picked it up and placed it on my foot bed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I looked at it once again before I left to prepare my strawberry fondue.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I felt special.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then again, a flash of the moments we shared and memories we made.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You never left at all.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You were here all this time, deep down.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Scored a space for eternal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You made me smile.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Geeez, LIFE.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life. (and ....)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">HAHAHAHA</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thank you for today.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thank you for everything.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thank you.</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-14777155210650209712016-01-15T07:45:00.000-08:002016-01-15T08:04:19.797-08:00The Wedding<div style="text-align: justify;">
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She was an event organizer. She was artsy. Her friends gathered at her dining, persuading her to organize a <b>small wedding</b>. She is done event organizing but she obliged anyway. They were her friends; close friends, she can't just say no.</div>
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The place was beautifully done. She was sitting at the corner while unfamiliar faces kept flowing in, congesting the tiny decent room. She was unconsciously watching the bunch of people in rows of benches adorned with white roses and flowing royal blue sashes and she spotted him, caught looking at her then she looked away. She took a glance back checking him out if he was still looking and yes but sweetly staring now.</div>
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The people were ready. The place was ready. The <b>wedding</b> officiant was ready. Everything was ready but the bride and groom. They were nowhere.</div>
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Her friends came in. One of them directly went to his direction, leading him at the back of the seats right in the middle of the arc of flowers she made for the to-be-wedded.</div>
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He was the groom. Sleek and easy on the eyes.<br />
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She was wearing a long powder blue, venus cut and empire waist of chiffon dress. Not really trying to accentuate with the motif, Royal Blue.</div>
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Her friend, Celine, put a <u><i><b>wedding</b></i></u> veil on her.<br />
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She was the bride.<br />
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Oh. So he's my groom, she smiled to herself.<br />
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She was going towards him but stopped halfway, "I have to call Mom and Dad! But, this isn't like a real wedding, right? Right?"</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-40725707941836305422016-01-13T21:15:00.002-08:002016-01-13T21:31:16.935-08:00Rain - Untitled<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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She: I'll see you there.</div>
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He: No. I'll pick you up.</div>
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She: I'll see you there.</div>
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He: You are not home, are you?</div>
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She: See you in 30 minutes.</div>
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He: But it's <b>raining</b>. I'll pick you up. Where are you?</div>
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She: I'm going. I don't have data and I ran out of load balance. See you.</div>
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He: I thought you weren't coming anymore. Why weren't you picking up my call? Where were you?</div>
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She: Told you I'll see you here. I'll just have Americano with milk on the side.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650773649606065759.post-57727711554393392282016-01-13T03:33:00.001-08:002016-01-13T03:40:34.093-08:00Full Moon - Untitled II<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Full Moon in Abu Dhabi, UAE</td></tr>
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He was on his back.</div>
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She was on her side.</div>
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His arm was her pillow.</div>
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Her leg was his cushion. </div>
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He breathed in the open air.</div>
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She breathed on his neck.</div>
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He moved.</div>
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She's a light sleeper.</div>
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He spoke.</div>
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She's woken up.</div>
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'What?'</div>
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'What?'</div>
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'You talked in your sleep?'</div>
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'I dunno, I think so. I dreamed.'</div>
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'What was it about?'</div>
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'We were going to this place blah blah blah.'</div>
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'Oh. I dreamed too. We went to this place blah blah blah.'</div>
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Dreamers on a full moon night.</div>
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