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My mother greeted me with a rat encounter first thing this morning.
Yes, we have rats in our side yard. They somehow manage to find their way in the small yard beside our house where we used to keep our dogs which now functions as an outdoor garage with old animal cages and cases of beer and coke.
Yes, we have rats in our side yard. They somehow manage to find their way in the small yard beside our house where we used to keep our dogs which now functions as an outdoor garage with old animal cages and cases of beer and coke.
Labels:
creative writing,
ratatouille,
rats
Labels:
creative writing,
literary,
portfolio,
short story

I don’t like horror movies. I am always anticipating the bad things to happen, so I see myself frightened like hell before everybody else get goose bumps. And I keep my eyes half-closed in really terrifying scenes.
In one of the scenes in Orphan, somewhere near the ending, when we thought the worst is already over, Esther (the dwarf freak) came running with a knife in her hand, towards the lead roles. And boy, we all screamed.
Like: Waaahhhh!!!
With matching both hands inches from our ears.
When was the last time you screamed in a movie?
I must admit, we all had a good laugh after that.
I came across a blogger's post last weekend and I wanted to answer right away for a chance of a Belle De Jour planner but after reading her post entirely, I was more inspired to write a blog post than to comment and answer the contest question:
What have you realized in your life that is worth celebrating?
What have you realized in your life that is worth celebrating?
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dear diary,
journal
It was August last year when I bought my best bag so far: a big black Leonardo shoulder bag.
That day, I decided I needed a bigger bag so I spent my after work time shopping. I spotted this big black bag among other black bags in one shelf, I can’t remember if it was on sale but it was P700 and fits definitely in my budget. I stared at its bigness and blackness and behold, I liked it. The saleslady behind me insisted it’s a good bargain “maganda at matibay yan Ma’am”, she said.
That day, I decided I needed a bigger bag so I spent my after work time shopping. I spotted this big black bag among other black bags in one shelf, I can’t remember if it was on sale but it was P700 and fits definitely in my budget. I stared at its bigness and blackness and behold, I liked it. The saleslady behind me insisted it’s a good bargain “maganda at matibay yan Ma’am”, she said.
Beatrice, 9-year-old schoolgirl from Greenwich, South London wrote a letter to Johnny Depp, addressed as Captain Jack Sparrow
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Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow with Beatrice |
Labels:
johnny depp,
pirates of the carribbean
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