Hey s0ul sisTer! i dun waNa miss a single tHing yOu d0 2nyt….

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child’s work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was. The girl replied, “I’m drawing God.” The teacher paused and said, “But no one knows what God looks like.” Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, “They will in a minute.”

RainY dAys and PancaKes… chAmporadO.. LugaW, tokwa… Kape.. Buwad… itLog MaAlat ug Uban panG laguTmon… 

Parting time is difficult to handle most of the time. Usually, we focus on the closing end at our back without noticing the opening door in front of us… “don’t burn bridges” the line newly engraved in my thoughts… I am a type of person that when i decided to turn my back i see to it that what i leave behind will not see my face anymore… But when this line was given to me I have my second thoughts now… I’m about to take the line this time, but still I think of choosing when to apply it… to whom I will apply it… often times, hurt blinds the reason. when the heart starts to reason, affection withers as khalil said. it gets numb. weird thing, its the heart that reasons this time. my question this time, should i hide in the shadow, let myself fade into black. Flick and throw the match at my back and let the bridge burn… “SayonaRa”

MeoW