Category Archives: Feeling Emo

Blood

Posted on December 16, 2009 by fence

He takes a lancet and dips it into his finger. Blood flows, it looks so red. He feeds it to the machine, looks at the resulting number– 400. ‘It’s too high, time to take out the needle’ he tells me … Continue reading →

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Chronicles of A Death Foretold

Posted on November 23, 2009 by fence

I haven’t read the Marquez novella but I will use its title anyway. My granny is in the ICU waiting for the inevitable and though we do not wish it, death is something that has overshadowed everyone in our very … Continue reading →

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Poets, Rockers, and Revolutionaries

Posted on October 18, 2009 by fence

You might be wondering what those people are doing there. Well they’re there because they’ve earned it. That I’m displaying their mugs doesn’t mean I’ve earned the right. But in these days of quickies, fastfoods, and scams, I will provide … Continue reading →

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Beck | Mongolian Chop Squad Revisited

Posted on October 13, 2009 by fence

Because I had diarrhea the magnitude of which approximates Ondoy’s proportions, I did not go to the office yesterday. I am still fit to take a cab and go to the business district but there are few advantages to staying … Continue reading →

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The Dumps

Posted on October 13, 2009 by fence

Everybody’s gotta feel bad sometimes. For some reason or another. I guess. It’s not the best feeling in the world but it happens. You just sit there, wasted, unable to lift a finger, feeling totally sucky and unimportant. I’ve been … Continue reading →

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