Old Wives Tales

There is one that has never been told to anyone. It may come in various versions. But I like this one best.

The tale of a wife, being foretold of her scandalous husband because she flaunted her marriage.

True indeed.

Her husband has another woman.

An untold old wives tales.

So babes,

Don't you ever dare to flaunt your marriage, like it would last.

Icarus

Can you spot the fallen ambitious boy?

Icarus,

you should learn your lesson well.

Father told you not to fly too close to the sun. It will melt you wings.

Icarus,

but you are too stubborn.

You were not listening to your father advice.

And now look what happened to you.

Oh my dear, Icarus.

Great Teachers

They say, we are not a good teacher. We are not able to teach. We can’t make student becomes clever.

So,

Please tell me, or better show me HOW TO BECOME A GOOD TEACHER.

I want YOU to show me.

SHOW me what you’ve got. Bring it on!.

I Am Pretty, Aite?

Fat.

Yeah. There are so many places that need something to be done with. I can no longer tame my appetite. It’s gone wild and it scares me too. My clock is ticking by stuffing my mouth full. Picture this; as soon as my eyes are open then there goes the eating regime. Unhealthy food I must say. A late night McD chicken set is something unbearable. Worst, if you icing it with strawberry sundae + oreo Mcflurry almost every night.

My husband is very cool on this. He said I’m at my best looking like this. Excuse me, a pregnant lady who isn’t pregnant at all? And you call this pretty? God, men are weird. Most of them are flaunting themselves to death if they have skinny girlfriend and super-skinny-wife-who-have-just-gave-birth without extra fats clinging on their muscles but my husband. Because his wife is ain’t like that.

I pity my husband. I know he just don’t wanna make me feel hurt. But it hurts, when deep down inside, you know that somehow, he wants to see you like before. Slim and slender. Pretty and drop dead gorgeous.

But after all, I'm thankful.


Really God, I promise!

I Bid Goodbye

It was a fine sunny day.

There he was standing amidst other things.

Handsome as ever.

Our eyes met. For more than 10 seconds or so. The seconds that were ample enough to register old memories from time before. And with that look, I knew, he knew.

But he looked away. Never looked at me again. My heart crushed. Not because he didn't look at me the way I wanted to be looked by him. But my heart crushed because he forgot that he used to look at me the way we wanted to look at each other.

It took more or less than 5 minutes altogether for me to erase all memories that we have been through together.

And with that,

I bid my farewell.

Bye bye black bird.

Virginity And It's Relation With Stupidity

Do you still have it or you already lost it, no one would care. Or at least, that's what this teeny girl thought so.

Lee Milano

I pity this kid. I pity her parents too.

How Will I Survive

This question keeps on popping in my head for quite sometimes which to be frank, I don't know the answer. I would probably say that I'm not going to make it. It sounds lame, but I think that's the truth so far. I can't even stand the madness overwhelming this noble profession nowadays. Noble profession, aey?

It WAS a noble profession. And it's not anymore.