All that drama seems funny now. But while it was unfolding, nobody was laughing. Well, except maybe Gen. But that’s another story.
Speaking of stories, there’s one that needs to be told. But you need to bribe me with lots of alcohol (don’t worry, I’d settle for beer) to get me talking. And, believe me, you [...]
There’s no poetry in torment.
There’s no music in misery.
There’s no art in anguish.
There’s just silence.
And hushed shadows.
And an emptiness that consumes.
and consumes.
and consumes.
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This year, I celebrated my birthday with a splash. Literally.
It all started with this:
That’s a recent picture of my sister (second from right) hugging her ex-boyfriend Joe.
After seeing that picture in multiply, I reacted with this:
“Xy, I know Joe may have some good qualities, but I still can’t forgive him for what he did to you. You’re my sister and I love you. I [...]
I once said that if Mark and I were to split, the settlement battle process would be a complete nightmare. The hardest decision being - who gets to keep our friends. The race to gain custody would probably drag on for years. Chaos would ensue, the war would continue to escalate, and the fire would [...]
Yan: Sorry, Jo. It’s been an emotional week.
Jojo: It’s ok, Yan. I know. No worries. I understand. That’s why I opted to sign out so you can just lash out without me hearing it. And maybe we can talk when you are no longer in your emotional state. Sorry for anything. It’s ok, [...]
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Loved this rare opportunity to catch up (rare being an understatement, what with our uncompromising schedules).
From left to right: Jojo in Singapore, Bonita in Jakarta, and me in my hermit’s cave. Unseen participants: Gen in her office (no web cam, obviously) and Mark snoring beside me.
*sniff* *sniff* I miss you all so much. [...]
