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This Side Up by noringai
Monday
Uunahan ko na kayo, hindi inspirational or uplifting ang column na ito. Lalong hindi ito advice column. Wala akong balak mag-bigay ng direksyon sa mga nawawala. THIS SIDE UP… para sa mga katulad ko na naliligaw, nalilito at hindi alam ang gagawin... sa mga katulad ko na matigas ang ulo, at hindi na natuto-tuto. Sana samahan niyo ako para sabay nating alamin kung saan tayo dapat pumuwesto, at kung paano tayo lulugar. Kung hindi man natin makita ang daan, magkasama naman tayo. Puwede nating pasayahin at pagaanin ang buhay ng bawat isa habang naglalakbay. |
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Lightning Crashes by roni_bats
Monday
Mabuti, nagawi ka rito -- isang lugar kung saan ang medalya ay hindi ginto, ang driver ay hindi si Manong, at ang langit lupa ay hindi laro. Walang kailangang dalhin kundi ang iyong sarili; libre ang tiket para sa mga taong may malayang pag-iisip. Kung sa sandaling paglalagi mo, mapapa-isip ka at mababago ang tingin sa mga bagay na madalas ay hindi mo napapansin sa araw-araw na buhay, magiging masaya na ako. Pasok na. Nandito lang ako sa labas, naghihintay sa ulan habang nagpapalipas ng oras. |
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Ingenue by the_little_white_rabbit
Retired
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Glass Slipper by Choc
Tuesday
Almost naked in its fragility, the Glass Slipper races against time, attempting to capture the spontaneity of forgotten plans and the endlessness of the search for something that matters. It is as much about why the words were chosen as it is about why the story was told, in all its irony, hyperbole and blatant grammatical violations. Just like the fabled fairy tale, sometimes, the shoe fits... and sometimes, it breaks. Look through the Glass Slipper to find answers to questions you never thought to ask, as if you weren't who you were, as if walls could talk, and as if Choc weren't a figment of her own over-active imagination. Irreverence for the norms sold separately. Batteries not included with purchase. Take a grain of salt before consumption and call me in the morning. |
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Fragments by loviedo
Tuesday
"There was once a story I read about how people view Truth and Life. Something about a big mirror that crashed and all its pieces were scattered all over the Earth. Each fragment of that mirror has a person holding on to it. Although the size and the shape of those fragments were unique and no two pieces were the same, each one of them was a piece that once belonged to that mirror. That when put together, you would have an image of what the mirror used to be. This is my fragment." |
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320/320 Vision by lagsh
Tuesday
Is your eyesight blurred? It’s okay. You don't need a perfect 20/20 vision to see how beautiful or ugly the world is. You don't need a pair of eyeglasses to read even the tiniest hieroglyphics in the walls of your head. Not even the blind may be exempted from having vivid perceptions. Not even the nearsighted may be excused from expressing what he/she can see at the other side of the ocean. Enter, if you wish. No matter how clear or unclear your vision may be, there are no restrictions. All you need is a thinking device. Let my bewitched 320/320-vision aim at the bull’s eye. Should I miss, let me try again, or perhaps, show me how. |
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Chant by angel
Wednesday
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This Boy's Life by lastboyonearth
Wednesday
Aren't you sick and tired of everyone telling you to do the right thing? Not too happy with the thought of seeing the rest of your life unfold before your eyes like a sick fairy tale? Perhaps you've come to realize that the world isn't made of silly love songs. Are you the Prince Charming who didn't get the girl? I thought so. You're not alone. |
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Ragged Claws by harly
Retired
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Rainbow's End by wkt
Thursday
Rainbow's End is churned out by a crazy little elf hoping to bring a bit of sunshine into people's lives. Don't be confused if you see two authors for this column. One is just an alternick of the other. One is just a bit funnier than the other. The other one, well she's a bit of a wet blanket, she confesses. But she's trying to loosen up. So pull up a chair and get ready to smile, cry, say "awww..." and groan at a few corny jokes. And this crazy little elf will see you at the end of her rainbow.
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Idea Carinderia by Kuo_Chun
Thursday
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Tembtation by tembarom
Friday
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Chubby Girl Lost by rachel_chubby
Friday
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Breathing Room by chinito
Friday
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Crowded Words by styar
Saturday
Ideas are like thieves; they enter our minds when we least expect them. They’re like tiny fragments of dreams scattered and lost in the wilderness. And unless you laid and scribbled them down, they are futile! CROWded Words is a selfish pursuit to make these “fragments” sensible. To have a full grasp of everything that was written in this column is too much to ask, because mind in itself is too complex to understand, but the mere reception makes a whole lot of difference. |
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The Insider by Kim
Retired
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In a Rage
Sunday
Ever smelled like day-old cigarette smoke? Ever sang along to sad rock songs only to find yourself choked up due to some repressed high school memory? Ever read "High Fidelity" and "Sex and the City"? Ever thought that all this has happened to someone else, somewhere, sometime? Well, you're not alone. There are probably thousands like you. And this column chronicles your life, whether you like it or not. |
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Courtside Medic by theLeviathan
UAAP Season
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