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REPOST: Charity Avenue I

Charity Avenue I 

Work has been hard,
I took the day off.

Unfortunately, the boss says I'm needed.
So, off I go to work -- at brunch time.

I have to go get my laundry first,
I thought.

"Do you have change?",
the laundry lady asked.

Goodbye to the last hundred peso bill
and to some shiny silver coins.

Boarded the jeepney. 
Coins? The last exact change.

Off, I hopped and I asked the bread lady,
"I need to get some change for this." 
[Presented a 500 peso bill.]

"No can do.", she replied.
I retorted, "Alright. I'll buy a bottle of water then."

Change, at long last. 
Alas! It's nearing noon. Pft.

I was on haste when 
an old homeless lady blocked my way. 

I turned around, and talked to the bread lady again,
"One pack of bread please."

I grabbed it and gave it to the aged woman.
And I have more change, which I really don't need anymore.

I crossed the street and
boarded another jeepney.

I thought, I should have went to work earlier.
Shouldn't have hustled 'coz of the hassles.

Then, I remembered my deed,
which involved a pack of six plain buns.


If it weren't for the emergency at work,
If it weren't for the need to go get my laundry,

If only the laundry lady has a change,
If only I have enough change for my second fare,

If I haven't stopped to buy the bottled water,
And first of all, if it weren't for my morning slack feeling,

Then, maybe the old lady 
wouldn't have something for lunch.

With this, then maybe bad luck could hit me n times a day.
It could be the complete opposite for others.

No mocking, whatsoever.

Shared on Poetry Pantry.
This is my official entry to the REPOST Contest of Gillboard. ;}

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 21


I sometimes think that the vampire in me has been reborn. I am back at shutting down my emotions once again. And, I am so damn good at it.
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 20


Sometimes, you just don't feel the need to define what really is going on. You just live it.
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 19

Even YouTube Needs a Makeover
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Magpie Modays {A Couch Too Big for One}

A Couch Too Big for One

The dame has been in this scenario for quite some time,
quite forlorn, 
unbounded freedom, 
mostly unaccompanied.

The space seems too vast for her fragility, 
it eats her up,
too vexing,
breeds out a deafening monotony. 

Casually, someone would sit for tea,
and she smiles,
elevated happiness,
and temporary highs.

In her mind, she grips his wrist,

But, she snaps back to reality,
he went
and sat
on another red couch.

And she casually brushed her way to the couch's middle,
sipped her tea,
inhaled deeply, 
and bit her tea-stained lip.

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 18

Meeting new people is one of life's sweet treats. 

- on meeting nice and friendly Starbucks baristas  on Friday nights 
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Quote of the Day {from Cha}

There's a wild side to every innocent face. Get with it; or get lost.

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 17


When I see fun cooking, I'd like to have kids. 
I want to make them some. 
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Magpie Mondays {That Lip Lock}

That Lip Lock

I'll pick forehead kisses over french ones,
cuddling and hugs over groping.

I'd like it if you'll cover me up with our blanket
even if I laid beside you in my undies.
(Breaking Dawn scene)

But, I wouldn't mind spiderman lip locks once in a while,
as long as you'll kiss me like a floating feather.

*Written for Magpie Tales

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 16

I hope I'm not exuding the I'm-single aura;
I am not yet ready to date again.
But, why have I been receiving date invites ever since triple eleven? I haven't told everyone. Yet.

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 15

I started listening to happy songs when you walked out of my life.
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Magpie Mondays {Chairs and White Dresses}

Chairs and White Dresses

I'm finally walking away,
I finally mustered up all the courage to be alone.

With my made-up dream with you all broken,
like empty chairs scattered on the green fields.

But, I'll never be afraid to look back.
Never, if it means abandoning the man that I've always loved

And will always love.
It'll still be you and me, only different.

Written for Magpie Tales
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 14

Everytime I laugh while watching the Big Bang Theory, I scare myself -- I can relate to geeks. 
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Inspiration Day 10: A Dream that Saved Me


There I was, standing by a cliff. I know I am so much contented with the view that I just couldn't touch. A pretty sight, something that I have been so used to. The graying clouds, which smudged the perfect sunset that I have always believe to be, seemed to be oblivious. 

Until someone came right through me, grabbed me by my weak wrists and flew with me. I felt alive again, felt my heart pounding as his fingers entangled with mine. His chest was a place that my head had been longing for for years. He saved me from indifference and taught me that I can feel this way again. 

He slowly lifted up my head for me to see his face. And it was familiar. It was a face that I see everyday.

Before anything else could happen, I woke up. :/

When I did, I could still feel the warm fuzz in my heart. It's as if it was real. 
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#maddening 03

When you let somebody borrow something precious to you. And they give you hints that it's broken. 
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#maddening 02

Read #maddening 01 first. 

And when you finally tell them you actually knew and they say you're just saying that so as not to appear foolish.
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#maddening 01

When people think you actually don't know something you're pretending to stay oblivious about.
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 13

Someone told me I'm foolish. But is his evaluation of me accountable when he told me humans only grow two wisdom teeth?
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Inspiration Day 09: Changes

Change is the only permanence in this world. An understatement, I know. My heart longs for happiness for the world and so, with these little ways, I hope the world I live in may be a step closer to the world that my heart longs for.

  • Selflessness to all the people who breathes everyday. 
                         If we shed a coat of selfishness everyday, then I guess everyday would be better. Ditch the million dollar bags and donate it to charity. Chop off your pride and let narrow-minded people get bored with their antics. Eventually, they'll stop. Find your own Charity Avenues.

  • Ability to respond positively to our conscience, especially to those who need it the most.
                          I do believe we all have an active conscience, but other people can shut it out and not think about what the little voices say. Some may think about it and eventually change, for a while, then they'd pick the lesser evil. It's still evil. Some are immuned to it and would treat those little voices as children, whom they think they can get away it and receive no harm. I do wish this to those people in power, not just in the government, but in the office, in the church, in the classroom, in the streets and even in our homes, and to me.

  • Intolerance for animal abuse.
                          I am in a fragile state when I think of my dogs or see pictures of animals in pain. I just wish a dog's heart would be transplanted into every human chest. That way, then maybe this world would be a better place. It could be paradise.

  • Popping Charity Avenues.
                          Poverty is a continuing sickness of every country, especially in mine. What can I do to help? I just do my Charity Avenues, but I know it isn't enough. Sometimes, I am more appreciate of the non-government organizations that move on their own, of ordinary people who help the needy and not brag about it. I appreciate the man who goes to the hospital during Christmas time and pay all the bills of a complete stranger, secretly. And of the lady who pays for the order of the car after her in a drive through. I want to be one with them.

  • I want to be with all the people (and animals that I love).
                          I love life and I realized I would want to spend everyday with the people and animals that I love - my mom, my dogs and my boyfriend slash best friend. I am losing my grip when I am not with them. I am a better person with them. The only thing that kept us apart is money. We all look for money to live. We work for the ones we love, but in the process, we are deprived of their presence, their touch, and the ability to take care of them in a non-financial way.
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 12

I love taking long baths on Saturdays.
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Jet Lagged: A Midnight Snack

Jet Lagged

Did you ever feel like you're the missing puzzle piece? 

It's like melancholy would strike you anytime, anywhere, whether you are prepared to take it on or not. 

Being the smartest kid in your graduating class no longer count because right now, you feel like all those years spent in your campus were a huge mistake. This was not the life that you have envisioned to be, though it used to be the life that you have planned for.

Everything just seems so misplaced. Your dogs. Your long-time boyfriend, whom you guess will never be your husband, let alone, your fiance. Even your mother. 

Why do everyone seem to be busy and contented and happy, while you are screaming inside of boredom, loneliness and regret every day since your adult life has started.

You just type grocery lists on your phone, pretending to be texting a colleague about a serious work matter, whilst hoping for a goodnight message (when it's noon time) that never penetrated your service network.

*Written for Poet's United Midnight Snack Edition 003.
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Magpie Mondays {42 Teacups}

42 Teacups

Those moments before dusk,
when the full moon is clearly revealing herself,
I host a tea party. 

In the middle of the bloomfields,
where wilted flowers, tied with brown laces
still stood upright to join us.

The three ladies of Grace Adieu --
Cassandra, Miss Tobias and  Mrs Field, 
as far away as they could.

From Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell,
who were intently discussing some magic tricks,
which they would work on afterwards.

Miranda, feels the pile of flax 
with her weak, little hands.
She sits near the middle, five empty pie plates beside her.

I guess even the ants would waver 
to the sweetness at the sight of
Venetia and Captain Fox, who are madly in love as ever.

When everybody has finished their tea
down to the last drop,
they all left without a word.

And I poured the dainty cream pot over.
I stirred and sipped,
Sipped and stirred again.

*Inspired by the Magpie Tales.

The fictional characters that I had tea with are from Susanna Clarke's The Ladies of Grace Adieu and other stories.
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Dreaded Hole

This poem is sort of a continuation of my little love affair with that cute guy I met during the science camp. Because we have been texting each other for a while and nothing more. Puppy Love. Tsk. I was fifteen then so pardon my exaggerated emotions.

Dreaded Hole

It was just some joke
That lived inside of me.
Unexpectedly, things evolved
and the joke snickered at me.

It went beyond the limits
And it’s bugging me so.
A naïve little encounter
Started it all.

Then, in my heart,
I saved a space.
A delicate space
I saved for you.

But now, I’m afraid I created that space.
It’s still a void.
Satiate it.
And save me from disappointment.

I fear
for someday,
That space would turn into a hole
That could expand.

It could grow so big
That I may conclude
It’s eating up my crimson heart,
Continuously, unceasingly.

After my heart has been sucked
By the dreaded hole,
Nothing would be left of me,
But indifference.
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Inviting More Readers

I am totally excited with this week's task: Liking Facebook Blog Fan Pages!! :} So, without, further ado, let me proceed with this blog entry.

Thanks for this week's blog sponsors: Pink Memoirs and Postcard Enthusiast.

You can like my Facebook Page just by clicking the button below. You can find it on the upper right portion of my sidebar, but I want to make it easier for you.

A million thanks,

Miss `C
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Sunday Whirl 01: Busting Guys Out

This is my first time to join Sunday Whirl, although I have linked to the web prompt weeks ago. It seems fun, and I know I'll be able to exercise my brain cells plus the part of my brain responsible for imagination in doing this prompt. So, here it is.

On Busting Guys Out

For several times now, 
it seems that I have to pass.

From your urgent requests,
which you all casually take to be simple.

I've stuffed each of your arrogance 
into my empty pockets,

For me, not to keep or build,
but to bury them down 
like my torn exam papers.
Giving in to your roaring desires
would scrape my dignity.
I have to cut you all out, be bold,
and watch you all jolt while I say,

"No, I wouldn't like to have dinner with you.
Or watch a movie or drink coffee, now, tomorrow, not ever."

Inspired by: The Sunday Wirl

Post Script 01: Funny how the choice of Obama's words in his presidential address is similar to mine in busting guys out. 

Post Script 02: It's not that I am that pretty to bust them out. It's just that I am committed and I want to be loyal. :)
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Aizanity Quote of the Day 11

When you travel, travel with your favorite people. It's the only way to savor the views best, eat the food as you like and talk your heart out without hesitations -- and take the loveliest photos that you can.
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Inspiration Day 08: My President

I suck at Politics. I am not even acquainted with my government history. So this might not be an intereting, let alone, inspiring post for me. But if ever, I'd like to choose, I choose.....

I can't. No one is in my mind. Maybe because nobody would make the best president. To make way for development, at least in my own country, I believe every one should work and cooperate.

A leader can do a phenomenal thing, yet change would be nowhere in sight.
Each of his people can do a simple little thing, and change will surely be visible.
With both, change can be simply phenomenal.
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Aizanity Quote of The Day 10

is like a grown up 

Pinterest is like a grown up tumblr.
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Aizanity Quote of The Day 09

A real lady doesn't tell her man that she loves him very much, even though she truly, truly does. 

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Inspiration Day 07: Favorite Cover

I first heard the song Price Tag from this adorable, amazingly talented young lady, Maria Aragon. She really has a cute and powerful voice. And I am proud to be her kabayan. Though she lives in Canada, she's a Filipino by heart. I saw her perform on our local talent show and I'm glad she loves performing for her fellow Filipinos. 

Price Tag is an inspiring song, especially for today's youth. It seems that everybody is after fame, fortune and all the pricey, glittery stuff. But life isn't about it. Though I admit I kind of salivate for the "finer things in life". I do have a tumblr and Pinterest. And sometimes, my materialistic side eats me up. 

But we all have to remember, 
Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye
- The Little Prince 
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Quote of the Day {from Abby Kelly}

Love is so much more perfect when the object of the affection is absent. It is then we can’t remember any of the things that irritate us and ruin our romance.
- Abby Kelly {blogger} of http://benjity.wordpress.com/

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Aizanity Quote of the Day 08

Most of the best relationships happen between two people with mutual goals and similar priorities.

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Alone and Waiting

Alone and Waiting
 on a cold, dark, rainy day

Raindrops hit my roof,
and it sent subtle sounds to my ears.
Alone, I lay lazily on my foamed airbed,
thinking of the earlier phone call.

My heart was set ablaze,
before my hands had the courage to dial.
Then, as I spoke, the excitement
in my voice betrayed me of what I truly felt.

I patiently waited,
thinking of nothing, but you.
I knew you'd come.
You'd come a midst the heavy rain.

The doorbell revealed your presence.
My heart skipped with joy.
My stomach rumbled.
My mouth began to salivate.

As I gave you the exact change,
you showed me your perfect smile,
"Five Cheese Pizza Delivery".
And there was a sun on my rainy day.

Thank you, Mister Delivery Boy for battling the rain.

The title would have been Alone, Hungry and Waiting, but that would give everything away. Lol. Hope you enjoyed this. :)

*Poem shared on the Magpie Tales

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Free Write Fridays: Postcard

Hey, family, boyfriend and dogs.

I doing great today since it's raining. You know how the rain perks me up. I've waken up before noon, yay. Congratulate me. I checked my mail after I took a bath, and I was supposed to eat breakfast, but I skipped it since, I got engrossed. The watch says eleven when I caught a glimpse of it. Don't worry though, I ate lunch.

Please don't hate the internet; it keeps me sane when you all are not here with me. I wouldn't say I miss you because you know I do. Terribly that I am fishing for gold in the internet. I hope you do pray that I get my break so we could all live together and we'll be all happy. We move to different cities because of money, right? But don't you worry, the separation will be over soon.

Mom, I hope you clear your thoughts and see that living here with me is the ultimate bestest choice. Electricity, rent and water here is relatively cheap to where we were living. We shall let go of our white house since it isn't a home if we're not together in it. Besides, I don't like our nosy neighbors. I'll just miss DonDon (the dog), who gets to stay with the little girl living on the third floor. And of course, I'll miss lola and aunt, our other family.

Dogs, please don't dislike me. Mommy misses you everyday and it makes her sick. She is doing everything she can to hasten the process of your transport to where she is. She loves you though you guys smell. Kidding. You all smell sweet. I dream of cuddling with you everyday. I just wish we grow old at the same rate. I've left you for quite a long dog years already.

And boyfriend, I don't know what'll happen to us in the future. Like me, you're alone. Actually, you're more alone where you are. I just wish you and I would have the same priorities someday. And I hope that someday would come when our hair have not yet turned white.

Hoping we'll all be together the soonest,

Written for Magic in the Backyard's Free Write Fridays
Click on the cute picture to join. 

*Shared on Poetry Pantry
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I Quote Him 01

Was walking. I found a lake. I just followed a trail. Dogs were swimming. You would have loved it.

And he told me to check out the pictures. Was excited to see the dogs having fun in the water. But nah, it's just the lake. and the trail. 
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Why Walking the Streets Inspires Me

When the sun was about to set earlier this afternoon, I took a walk not so far away. I seek for food that would satisfy me and eliminate the hunger that my physical form feels.

Little feebly steps, I took. One house away. Further more. I walked on the side across the blind curve because I got used to. They said walking on the blind curve feeds the soul fetcher. I shrugged, but I obeyed my friends anyway. I still have big dreams. A block away from the curve was the place that would have the ability to fill me.

I arrived, only to find out that the waitress, new, judging by the way she does things, doesn't know how to cook a half-cooked sunny side up. She had to scrap the first egg. Bummer. Mother hen got tired of pushing it out. Crying over wrongly fried egg wouldn't help. Okay, I'm getting a little bit tired of waiting. My mean side is about to eat up the sweet me.

While waiting, I saw a fellow Filipino shouting out to a foreigner who lives in the same village:

Pinoy: Hi *Matt!
Matt: Hey, I didn't know you were there, buddy.
Pinoy: I'm here oh. Here, *pointing to the ground just above his feet*.
Matt: Yeah, you're like camouflaged or something.
Pinoy: *Silence for 3 seconds.* Where?
Matt: *puzzled face*

I chuckled. Eavesdropping is not terrible most of the time. Sometimes, it can make you laugh. No discrimination, whatsoever, okay? I'm a Filipino.

Finally, after what seems like forever, ate [a Filipino term to refer to someone older] has finished preparing the stuff that would stuff me tonight. I grabbed my order and slowly walked away. When I passed by talking duo, I heard Matt explaining to the Filipino what he actually meant. Yes, he explained the word camouflage.

As I walked away, the waitress, who was really friendly, shouted, "Bye, ganda." Ganda means beautiful. I just smiled. That erased my irritation earlier. Lol. She's just making up.

*Shared on Poetry Pantry
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Inspiration Day 06: Down Memory Lane

How far back can I remember? A friend told me I had an attention span of a goldfish. Another one said I remember nothing, but school things. But, I can recall a kitchen scenario in my nursery school in black and white. (Seriously, because all I can retain is the color of the corn flakes.)

A bunch of little kids in polka dots and jumpers crowd around a low-rise kitchen island. Teacher was teaching us how to do our own treat. First, we peeled our bananas. Then, we stick in a Popsicle stick. With much excitement, we dived in the banana into the chocolate syrup. Yummm, I thought. After that, we have to sprinkle the chocolate-covered banana with corn flakes. Too bad we can't eat it right away. We have to let teacher put our masterpieces inside the fridge. She said it'll be more fun eating them if they're frozen.

I'm thrilled to find a similar recipe online: Chocolate Covered Banana

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I've thought of this scene hours ago (seriously, honestly) and I was surprised to know that my activity has something to be the Inspiration Day challenge.

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Inspiration Day 05: Dear, dearie

Below is a letter to someone who changed my life...

Dear, dearie.

It must be the heavens who have thought of entwining your life thread with mine. Though my thread didn't sprung from your fibers, the connection that we have may say so.

It is your thugs that have kept my end kite flying and it is my string pulls that kept you from tangling yourself up. You are such a thin, stubborn thread sometimes, but I like watching out for you because I want to. I am sure you'd do more for me.

I want you to be sewn on a really pretty dress, though it'll require me to be sewn on a dirty, little rag. This is just how we threadies roll.

Loving you and all that,
your threadie dear

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Inspiration Day 04: My Paradise

When asked, "What is your perfect paradise?"

I couldn't possibly answer this with words only.

To me, paradise is a place where no angst or whatever negative emotion exist. And there will just be love and peace and kissing. It would be a place where my family is, where my boy is, where my dogs are. It'll be just them and me, laughing and having the best days.

It'll be like spending vacation in Santorini.

And eating ambrosia-like food.

My little happy place.

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Inspiration Day 03: Stuck-in-an-Island Soundtrack

If I were stuck on an island and I get to have an iPod that could play only five songs, then I would spend the lazy days listening to:

Leighton Meester's Summer Girl

Natasha Bedingfield's Pocketful of Sunshine 

Calypso by Spiderbait

Sublime's Santeria

Jack Johnson's To The Sea

But, if I can bring some more songs, it would probably be soundtracks from 50 First Dates, Sugar Ray and Jack Johnson songs.

Sipping cocktails. In a bikini all day long. Ocean waves. Sunlight. Gentle breeze.

Ahhh, Summery heaven.

I would surely survive the island days with these tracks. Plus a couple of books. And a WiFi connection. And a little cottage. And edibles to munch on. And of course, my guy. No man, after all, is an island, eh. 
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Inspiration Day 02: Those Little Things

Little things do inspire me. What are those?

When I wake up in the morning....

with these on my mind:
writing, walking on the streets, sms from loved ones, my dreams, my blogs, my dogs, life, cute things, my tumblr, photographs, weekends, witty movie lines, nail polish, shopping, dog stories, the thought of earning online, cityscapes, airbeds and comforters, snuggles, shmoozes, sunsets and late afternoons, a lazy afternoon, junk food, books, familiar scents, poetry, the bible, God, daydreaming, food, Charity avenues...
I go, "la la la la la". 
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Favorite Word: A Girls Talk Meme

I am a sucker for words. I get enticed by the way they sound, the way their smoothness run on a sentence and the creative thoughts that they induce.

Friendly Interruption: Play for dramatic effect

I do have a favorite one though.

It's simple. An adverb. Short. Classy, but heavy.

Nunca. It's Latin and it means never in English.
What is it again? How do you say it?

I have heard the word long before I have read it. It was introduced to me, properly, through one of Lynne Ewing's Daughter of the Moon Book Series. It has Latin phrases and during that time, I think I fell in love with the dead language. I think it was magical and spellbinding and romantic and beautifully creepy. I would love to read these works again.

The improper discovery of this word rooted from my mother. She always says this word whenever she's, well, angry at me. I was a lovely pain when I was young. I haven't had the slightest idea of what the word meant and I really didn't care that I don't know because I was mad, too. It's only during those Lynne Ewing days that I have come to realize my mom's angry word. She was only telling me that I should never go back crying to her when I do the things that I ain't supposed to do or that I should never talk back to her in a rude manner.

May the moon kiss you tonight and always,
The Dame
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