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Night of the Ghazal

On Balatas Road, Magsaysay Avenue, Naga City, there is a place that offers an inexpensive out-of-town experience. Named ARABICA, it is a restaurant that utilizes—as you might have guessed—Middle Eastern themes, where our December 20th Afro-Asian Literature class under Dr. 651 more words


To fear the scratches!

Being OCD has some upsides at times. Not that I have a crippling form of the disease. I’m not the “flip each light switch exactly 42 times,” kind of OCD. 435 more words


It's not my Fault you can/can't read this

People around me, I find, are fond of saying, “no, it’s my fault” or worse “it’s not your fault” when anything that involves me and them and us gets messed up. 233 more words



Last week I saw something so sublime and spectacular I can never capture it on paper. (That I settled with sublime and spectacular proves it.) I wanted to write a story about it, or even a poem, but no other words came that can give it justice. 218 more words


Wishful Thinking

If only I can be a good poet, I would write you all the beautiful words in this world and arrange them in many ways that will get you fascinated by them. 86 more words



What the hell, Love?!

I can’t stop thinking about you in my spare time, I only need you when I’m sick, I only want your touch and your sweet words through my illness. 131 more words



I read somewhere on the internet—everything can be read on the internet—that avid readers of fiction tend to be more inclined to empathize, to relate easily to other people’s experiences. 314 more words