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The 10 Signs You’re A Mapúan Frosh
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Isang Eulohiya: Pag-ibig, Paglisan at Pag-asa
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Ika-pito ng Setyembre, araw ng linggo, ako'y lumingon mula sa aking kinauupuan. Sa likuran at dulong upuan ng simbahan ay may isang mata...
The Brilliance in Blunders
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The song line still echoed in my ears. It rang perfectly well but I choose to shut it out. I firmly pulled as the door latched into it...
More Than Conquerors
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He is strong and able; Clever yet vulnerable. Sometimes his thoughts become unstable Don't get me wrong; he's humble ...
All Walled Up
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"Can you smash those walls?", He peered at her uneven eyes as she involved herself in a video game. Seemingly, the answer was...
Thoughts by the Fireplace
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There is something mesmerizing about watching flames dance. I know previously just wrote something about me about being slightly incli...
Lessons: A Silly Thing
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Back when the world was still all fun and play, it was already a different play for me. It was summer mid-afternoon and there are ...
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More Than Conquerors
He is strong and able; Clever yet vulnerable. Sometimes his thoughts become unstable Don't get me wrong; he's humble ...
All Walled Up
"Can you smash those walls?", He peered at her uneven eyes as she involved herself in a video game. Seemingly, the answer was...
Gone By October
“It hurts, doesn’t it?” She stared into the horizon, looking away from my steady gaze. “Yes, yes it does…” I answered slowly and so...
The 10 Signs You’re A Mapúan Frosh
Photograbbed from: mapua.edu.ph 1. You wear your school ID Since the school doesn’t have a uniform, t...
The Brilliance in Blunders
The song line still echoed in my ears. It rang perfectly well but I choose to shut it out. I firmly pulled as the door latched into it...
Of Headlessness and Heartfelt Sunsets
I found this one under my desk. Gathering dust. Aging pages. Creaky binders. And crumbly covers. This was a requirement f...
Revving School Gears
The sun was setting like way too fast. Orange streaks and pink rays harshly peeled the sky of its light. The clouds waved about the i...
Thoughts by the Fireplace
There is something mesmerizing about watching flames dance. I know previously just wrote something about me about being slightly incli...
Isang Eulohiya: Pag-ibig, Paglisan at Pag-asa
Ika-pito ng Setyembre, araw ng linggo, ako'y lumingon mula sa aking kinauupuan. Sa likuran at dulong upuan ng simbahan ay may isang mata...
A Little More
The silent whisper of the day haunted my nightly moments with eerie thoughts. Never have I thought to exist in this world in this way –...
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More Than Conquerors
He is strong and able; Clever yet vulnerable. Sometimes his thoughts become unstable Don't get me wrong; he's humble ...
All Walled Up
"Can you smash those walls?", He peered at her uneven eyes as she involved herself in a video game. Seemingly, the answer was...
Gone By October
“It hurts, doesn’t it?” She stared into the horizon, looking away from my steady gaze. “Yes, yes it does…” I answered slowly and so...
The 10 Signs You’re A Mapúan Frosh
Photograbbed from: mapua.edu.ph 1. You wear your school ID Since the school doesn’t have a uniform, t...
The Brilliance in Blunders
The song line still echoed in my ears. It rang perfectly well but I choose to shut it out. I firmly pulled as the door latched into it...
Of Headlessness and Heartfelt Sunsets
I found this one under my desk. Gathering dust. Aging pages. Creaky binders. And crumbly covers. This was a requirement f...
Revving School Gears
The sun was setting like way too fast. Orange streaks and pink rays harshly peeled the sky of its light. The clouds waved about the i...
Thoughts by the Fireplace
There is something mesmerizing about watching flames dance. I know previously just wrote something about me about being slightly incli...
Isang Eulohiya: Pag-ibig, Paglisan at Pag-asa
Ika-pito ng Setyembre, araw ng linggo, ako'y lumingon mula sa aking kinauupuan. Sa likuran at dulong upuan ng simbahan ay may isang mata...
A Little More
The silent whisper of the day haunted my nightly moments with eerie thoughts. Never have I thought to exist in this world in this way –...
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