Standing in the shadows in ripped jeans and hoodie, she watched his boy entered the building and before long, the apartment became lit in a dim orange glow.Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Apart for Now”
“Next stop, Central Station, the end of the road, as far as we go.” The robotic Siri-like voice announced.Continue reading “Sunday Writing Prompt – The End of the Road”
With her picture in hand, he gave the red building before him a disapproving gaze. After a year of waiting, he finally received the great news his PI has located his MIA daughter.Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Lost and Found”
The drawing was blinding. I couldn’t even touch it, let alone look at it. This is what I spent $500 for? I was expecting scandalizing photographs, detailing all those mysterious hours my husband has spent away on his so-called “work trips”. I was definitely not expecting this.Continue reading “Photo Challenge #350: Caught in Action”
“Where are you, girl?” She heard the angry man shout. “I know you’re here somewhere.” Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Not Going Back”
Her nervousness fades and heartbeat slows as the small row boat travels downstream. Continue reading “Calm Before the Storm – #writephoto #shortstory #fiction”
With six-pack of beer on his passenger seat, Eddy pulled over to the shoulder. Continue reading “Stark – Disappear #writephoto #fiction”
“Bad night?” The bartender asked and placed a shot glass on the bar-top. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Miss Perfect Imperfect”
Having been down on my luck lately, Becky recommended me to head to New Orleans to see her friend, a fortune-teller-slash-voodoo-priestess. I’ve never been a big believer of such things but Becky swore by the priestess’s miracles. So I decided to take a day-trip to the French Quarter. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Voodoo Priestess”
“Emily?” I froze. How the hell did he manage to find me? Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Runaway”
“What are you doing?!” Izzy shrieked when she saw her mother pull the pin used to secure the door to the cages. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Izzy’s Tree House”
“I hate you.” He muttered as he limped down the street. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Bad Leg”
Her words kept replaying over and over in his head, “I’m sorry but I can’t see you anymore.” Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Broken-hearted”
He waited for her by the docks, kept hoping she would show to at least say goodbye. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Out to Sea”
My strongest memory of heart-pounding, belly-twisting nervousness (it’s more anxiety than nervousness) was this morning. Seriously, I am having a bad and weird day.
I was super exhausted last night and I’m not sure whether I didn’t set my alarm last night or my alarm didn’t go off this morning or what. When I open my eyes this morning, it took me a second to register my clock read 8:09. I’ve overslept. Thank god the alarm clock is off by 10 minutes and that it’s actually 7:59 but still I overslept.
My chest was pounding as I almost fell out of bed. “Oh my god,” I kept saying as I dressed, brushed my teeth, and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I stuffed all my things into my backpack, grabbed a pair of socks, and a breakfast shake and I was out of the door.
When I got to the garage, I pressed the button to open the trunk, the trunk didn’t pop. That’s weird, I thought. I pressed again, still, nothing. I was really scared then and it left me with no choice but to do it the old-fashion way, open it with the key. On the way to school, I blamed my mom, blaming her for causing me to oversleep, blaming her that she’d done something to the trunk last night when she was moving all the things we got from her friend’s daughter’s apartment to the garage.
It was partly her fault because she knew I have school today and still dragged me to her friend’s daughter’s apartment in Salt Lake City last night. For two hours last night, I spent moving back and forth with pots, pans, and boxes of seasonings from the apartment to the car.
Her friend’s daughter and I’ve known each other since I was five and she was four, so you can technically call her my childhood friend. Four years ago, she moved to Salt Lake City to attend college there. Last December, she graduated with a Bachelor in Business.
Now that she’s graduated, it’s time for her to return her apartment keys to the landlord. Her landlord’s given her two days to move out but the apartment is still piled high with stuff. Seriously, I have never seen so much stuff in my life. I should had secretly taken a picture but I didn’t bring anything with me last night.
We didn’t spend two hours helping her pack last night, if that’s what you’re wondering. She’s rich, she has people for that. No, her mom has requested her to give her stuff away and only keep the essentials. Her mom has also bought so much stuff that her house in California has no more room. Even her brand-new BMW has to park on the street.
My mom spent two hours last night digging through through the things like people searching for priceless junk at the thrift store. I stood out of the way, only helping to transfer the things into the car. At the end of two hours, the back-seat of the car plus the trunk was so full that I couldn’t put another thing in there. So we decided to come home and go again tonight.
The best thing I got last night was my friend’s radio with the iPod plugin. My iPod’s battery is getting worse and worse and I’m pretty sure that I have to replace it soon. I mean I can only get through 200 songs now and it needs a recharge. Getting this radio is like the thing I wanted for a long time because if my iPod battery is going bad, I might as well listen to my music on AC power.
I’ve had this kind of radio once but it broke within 3 months of purchase. So I had to returned for a refund and since then, I didn’t dare to buy another one. My friend’s radio looked promising since it costed her $200 and I thought, that has to be something if she’s willing to pay $200 for an alarm clock-radio. And it is. The sound from its speaker is magnificent and it can charge my ancient iPod and that is all I want. Just please last this time.
As for the trunk of the car, well, I guess I’ll wait for my mom to fix it. I saw her do something to it last night. So I’m pretty sure she can fix it.
Today is Valentine’s Day and my cousin’s birthday, not the pain in the a– cousin. I probably should send him a birthday card, after all, it’s not everyday one gets to turn 19. Continue reading “To you…”
It feels so great to be back. I’ve missing from the world of blogging for the past couple of days because I was on a deadline but all this is passed. I’ve finished my homework and now just have study for an exam which is in two days.
Anyway, yesterday early morning, after just barely 6 hours of sleep, I saw the daily prompt. I was going to write it but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I was like, eh, I’ll just do it later and I never did. The reasons for that are I am tired and my brain was foggy and the other reason, I don’t believe and know anything about astrological signs. Research wasn’t my strong suit so I decided to abandon the blog for one more day.
Today though, I found the prompt finally to be interesting, it said, “Yesterday you invented a new astrological sign. Today, write your own horoscope — for the past month (in other words, as if you’d written it October 1st).”
I am not going to try and invent a new astrological sign. So I’ll use my own. I am a libra and the symbol for that is the scale. It’s supposed to remain balance but this month, if anything, it feels like it’s tipped.
Okay, now, I’m curious. I am opening up another tab to check this out. Wow, it’s strangely and insanely accurate. How did they do that? So why do I need to write my own? Oh well, whatever, here goes:
October will be a challenging month. There will be communication chaos and this will cause frustration to relationships. You want to get your thoughts out, but it’s possible the other person will not be receptive to them, or they won’t understand what you’re trying to convey. You may have to just let this one go.
October has been a roller-coaster month full of family drama, exams, and homework. I am really looking forward to the end of this month and on to the next. It can only get better and I know it.
See, I told you I’d post something else today. Continue reading “An Open Letter to…”
I have a very awful headache right now. I think I need to lie down. Yeah yeah, I know what some of you’re going to say, I’m young and I shouldn’t get headaches. Well, I’m here to tell you the headache have something to do with my impending doom. Continue reading “Headache and Heartache”
I wonder, for once, can I just have a nice, peaceful, enjoyable weekend? I mean, is it just thinking about it wrong?
This past week
This past weekend had just been awful and full of drama. First, my neighbor did a good thing for us and it backfired on me. Then the internet modem broke. What’s next??? In the midst of all this, guess who is getting blamed?
How this whole thing started?
Last Thursday, around 10 am, the internet modem suddenly shut off by itself. I reset it a couple times and it seemed to work alright since.
Later that day, my neighbor came over to look at our basement to see if a bathroom can be built down here since my cousin’s coming and I don’t want to share a bathroom with him. He even replaced a bad GFCI outlet. You know, the one with the reset and test button but he only made things worse.
Now, not only the outlets in the bathrooms don’t work but the outlets in the kitchen are also not working anymore. Mom went berserk and began insulting me as soon as I told her the news. As always, I held back my tears and ignored her until our neighbor showed up and the two of them talked on and on about god knows what.
Then on Friday, mom suddenly went on a frantic search for the 4G hotspot wall-charger which she “evidently” left it at work. For some reason, she wanted to return the hotspot device she purchased a week ago because the data rate is draining too fast. Apparently, if you go on sites with a lot of ads, Your data goes like water. I thought it’s pretty obvious but apparently mom doesn’t pay attention to ads.
On Saturday morning, I was woken up at 6 am. The internet modem failed just like on Thursday except there wasn’t a miracle like on Thursday. That day, no DSL, no internet, no phone! As usual, mom thought I could fix anything or call customer service at 6 am on a Saturday morning.
That entire day, I felt exhausted and weird, like I was miles from civilization. I still do even though we are in possession of the 4G hotspot (thank god we have a car charger) but I cannot watch anything on the internet. I’ve never felt so limited in my own home. 😦
Anyway, I called the customer service 3 hours later and the guy was no help at all. He said he’s dispatched some techs to come out here but he doubt the problem will be resolved at least not until the end of Tuesday. I’m like TUESDAY! Are you saying I’m not going to have internet until Tuesday?
The guy responded calmly, “yes.”
I responded calmly as well, “Okay, can the techs be here sooner?” I don’t know, like today?!
“I’m sorry, ma’am but techs don’t usually work on Saturdays unless it’s an emergency.” Oh and you don’t call this an emergency? Hello! I have to work here.
There are just no talking to customer service agent, they’re just so freaking calm like they’ve just taken a chill pill, literally. I got off the phone with nothing resolved. Fortunately, I’ve set up an appointment to have new high-speed internet installed on
Thursday Tuesday (the highlight of my week, yay). 🙂 Then I’ll be 10x faster and no more limit.
For the past two days though, I’ve been trying to conserve the data usage (with
4 1 day s to go and <3GB of data). I’ve only gone online for about 5 minutes at a time every 4 or 5 hours or so on Saturday but yesterday, mom was pushing me to work, so I’ve been online all day but I didn’t do anything except work.
Ugh, this limited data thing is making my life boring as hell and it’s slowing me down to reach my goal of 100 posts this week. Life isn’t so bright when there’s too many things happening at the same time.
Thanks for listening to my droning rant. 🙂
This was it! For the past week, just about every other night, my mom and I have fought and fought leading up to last night’s little rounds of slamming doors. Continue reading “The Unwinnable War”
Tantrums. In my opinion, a risky thing to have especially around love ones. Continue reading “Tantrums”