Summer’s here

Sunshine peering through the window at half an hour past five in the morning. By six, it’s already as bright as midday. Yup, summer’s here.

Washed and hanged the laundry. Whoah, three hours later, and they’re already crisp and dry. Yup, summer’s here.

Took a bath. Moments after, already sweating like a pig. Yup, summer’s here.

Water dispenser already empty? But I just had it refilled five days ago! Yup! There’s no mistaking it, summer’s here.

Summer’s here, that’s all plain to see, so why are you still on that computer?

Come let’s go outside and have fun under the sun!!

Lady, you look ghostly pale, go have a good tan! 

Get up! Instead of dusts from that desk,

Gather sands from the beach instead.

Don’t surf the web. Go surfing on the beach!

It’s funner, I swear! Do I have to beseech?

So come, come, come!

Let’s have fun collecting shells, laughter, and sunburn, some.

Well now, I never thought I’d be able to pull that through. Haha! All this summer heat is making me a poet! Good thing it only comes once a year, and lasts just a few months. Otherwise, I’ll out-fame Shakespeare! *insert poetic laughter*

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To Those Who Have Touched My Twenty-One Years of Life But Are No Longer A Part Of It

Brianna Woodward

To those who have touched my twenty-one years of life but are no longer a part of it,

I hope all is well with you. It’s been a while. It could be a month or two. Or maybe over a decade. Either way, hello.

I turned twenty-one this past January. Crazy, I know. I hope you’ve had beautiful birthdays since the last time we’ve spoken. And I hope the years between those birthdays have been beautiful too.

I’m a lot different since I last saw you. I’m learning more about myself every single day. Sometimes it feels like I’m backtracking, or like I don’t know myself at all. But I can’t even say I’m the same person I was a month ago. So I’ve realized it’s okay to get confused by myself every once in a while.

I wanted to write to you for a lot of reasons. To say…

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Away From the Hearth

One of the distinct characteristics of that sets us, Filipinos, aside is that we have very close family ties. Here in Philippines, we share a very intimate relationship between each family member that we practically build our own house next to our parent’s! This is specially true in the province. And it’s not hard to imagine that the whole community would be everyone else’s relatives in the long run. In fact on some cases it did. I would call it the perfect, peaceful dream life… Continue reading