• Christmas Eve

    It’s been four years. It doesn’t really feel that long unless I read my previous entries and I’m proven wrong. It has been that long. Five years ago was the last Christmas we spent with you, in an unfamiliar place that almost reminded me of Shake, Rattle, and Roll. I watched you get wrapped in

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  • Coming home

    When you say homecoming, I immediately think Romy and Michele’s High School Reunion. Haha! Minus the interpretative dancing, I guess. Oh, wait. Scratch that. I remember a year after we graduated, we attended the homecoming and danced to Christina Aguilera’s “Come on Over” (the Spanish version). Hahaha! I went to two homecomings already. The other

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