The precious child |
the insistent tap-tap-tapping on the window panes get me out of my own reverie. Soulful eyes stare back at me, only the thin glass between us divides us. A street urchin begging for alms is the common...
Posted by ANGHELA on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 09:27:00 PST |
behold the rage of the japanese spitz |
In high school, people would pick fights with me, solely for the grand and dramatic reason that I had changed. "You've changed!" they would huff at me, like I was a bigger bigot than Mel Gibson. What'...
Posted by ANGHELA on Sun, 12 Nov 2006 08:17:00 PST |
How Paris Hilton saved fashion for me |
I used to wear tube tops as skirts, along with heels as high as the Eiffel tower and tube tops that restricted the blood flow in my torso. And worst of all, I thought I was hot shit. Looking back, I l...
Posted by ANGHELA on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 05:22:00 PST |
the myth of the-one-who-got-away! |
Something about the rain always makes me feel meloncholic. may be it's the way everything suddenly turns grey. Just last night, the plants esp. the leaves" (hehehe) and the city lights outside my fri...
Posted by ANGHELA on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 01:05:00 PST |
screaming infidelities |
"As long as you give me my space, we could live in harmony." When I heard the word "space," I knew in my gut that he had a girlfriend; his wanting his space meant wanting his freedom to be unfaihful....
Posted by ANGHELA on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 01:02:00 PST |
maybe the problem was... ME! |
He was crying again. I could not believe he was crying. My boyfriend. I will always remember those eyes, longing to smile behind all the problems I thought he would solve with determination, st...
Posted by ANGHELA on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 06:54:00 PST |
confession of an ex-GROUPIE |
I formulated the idolatry theory, which says, everyone is bound to have strong sense of idolatry; that at a particular time in ones life, one is ought to be obsessed with a well-known character...
Posted by ANGHELA on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 08:02:00 PST |
I'm still waiting |
I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting,I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting for you,Why oh why, why oh why?
I said my feet won't keep me up anymore.Ev'ry little beat my heart beats, girl,It's at your do...
Posted by ANGHELA on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:59:00 PST |
from mama rita marley with LOVE! |
Bob's Legacy is reaching out over the decades. It has achieved a true value though hard work and Bob's dedication. He's still serving the people.
I first met Bob in 1965. When he was still living in ...
Posted by ANGHELA on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:50:00 PST |
TRUE REGARASTAMUFFIN! |
Roses are redJamaicans are blackthats my raceDont u like that!!My JAMAICAN prideI will not hideMy JAMAICAN raceI will not disgraceMy JAMAICAN bloodflows hot & trueMy JAMAICAN peepsI will stand by ...
Posted by ANGHELA on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 03:46:00 PST |
