Category: Romantic Judie

Two Weeks

It’s been two weeks and nothing significant has happened; In a way, I see it as slow, Then I realized it is because I subscribed to the validity of an experience By […]

Quirk

I once told someone I enjoy my red pasta with black coffee and, yes, I know it’s weird. “No, it’s not weird,” he said. “It’s very weird.” I also like my truffle […]

Back in the Day

Of all the drafts I prepared, written and otherwise, I am publishing this one out of an inspiration from my friend Ida’s tweet earlier today. She was right when she said more […]

Go, Grow, Glow

I applied for a higher position at work and I didn’t get it. To say I was more relieved than disappointed won’t be a lie. The interview was something that felt like […]

Loyally Yours

It may sound crazy but I feel I am cheating on someone who does not even like me, who does not even know I have feelings for him (I think), when I […]

Steady

It’s been a long time since I felt this kind of steady, this kind of calm. I cannot fully say I’m over whatever demons I got because that’s an entire encyclopedia of […]

Say It

When someone doesn’t answer, there’s your answer. — Frank Underwood (@Frank_Underwood) July 22, 2017 Someone shared this tweet of a fictional character over Twitter. So timely. No matter how loud, how “confident”, […]

Same Page

I no longer like the guy I pined for in the last two-and-a-half years. I checked and waited if it will change for about a week when I first felt the “meh.” […]

Rethink

Someone told me that in order to exorcise someone from your system, try to set aside the romantic aspect of your feelings and think of him as a friend. I mean, ask […]

Chillax

The second half of the year is shaping up pretty well. It’s a validation of sorts that people stop me now to talk about the date and immediately after that comes tiny […]

My 30-Hour-a-Week Lover

I wrote this 2 years ago. I don’t think my preference has significantly changed. I meant to share this crazy computation since I conceived it one humid commute along Quirino Avenue. This […]

The Sweetest Fun

It was November last year when I started thinking of someone more often than usual. The ebbs and flows have been intense, and then not, and then it’s back again. In between […]