Nakakabagot ang buhay. Lalo na pag papasok ka nang school, kakain, humiga sa pera, maligo sa puri, mamili ng babae, at matulog. Paulit-ulit lahat araw-araw. Lahat nalaro mo na, poker hanggang pag-ibig naipanalo mo na. Kung sana may pwedeng paglaruan. Yung unique. Yung nakakatuwa. Nang dumating siya sa buhay ko, natuwa ako kasi pinaglaruan ko siya. Humingi siya ng pabor. Binigay ko. Nagpaturo siya. Tinuruan ko. Humingi siya ng masasandalan. Binigay ko. Kasi nakakatuwa siya! Pero habang tumatagal, bakit siya na yung natutuwa at ako na pinaglalaruan? Hate. Lies. Temptations. Betrayal. Pain. Love. All in one. Training To Love.

Doesn't everyone miss the old zanessa thing? This fanfic brings you back to when they were together. It makes your heart ache to see reality, well sort of. Years pass by, and they no longer get in touch. But what if Disney has another HSM marathon and the fans bring #zanessa back? I mean, after all, one hashtag could lead to anything.

"Haay, loko ka…sana hindi ka na lang nagpakita ulit sa akin...Hah! Dalawang buwan ka lang namang hindi nagparamdam. Kaya ka nawala dahil naging abala ka sa kanya, ganun? Tapos ako, dededmahin mo na lang? Eh gago ka pala eh! Sana hindi ka na lang bumalik kung iiwan mo din naman ako…”

There was something about him. A certain calmness, a certain warmness, like someone you would be comfortable with from first meeting. I never once spoke to him, but I felt comfortable with him nonetheless. I could not even start to explain it, but there was something about his aura, that keeps me at ease. In a sea of strangers that I ride the bus with everyday, it was nice to have someone you’re comfortable with, even someone you do not know. It makes you feel less of a stranger.

"It's like reading a book, but you get to know how it ends right there in the first page." If you know how it ends, would you still do it?

Bata pa kami inaaway na niya ko. Kinukurot. Sinisilipan. Binabato ng eraser. Napipikon ako lagi. Umiiyak. Nagsusumbong sa teacher. Nung grade one umiyak ako kasi hinila niya yung pigtails ko. Isang beses nung grade three hinila niya yung upuan ko kaya napaupo ako sa sahig. Minsan nung grade five niregla ako, nakita niya yung tagos ko at pinagkalat sa buong klase.Nung first year high school ninakaw niya yung ID ko; ilang araw akong pinagmulta sa gate. Tapos ngayong sira yung sapatos ko, yayayain akong sumayaw. Bad trip!

A heartbreaking short about loving someone who's already into someone (or something) else.

Ang daming SAYANG sa mundo. Mga pagkakataong napalampas, mga bagay na nabalewala. Pero taliwas sa paniniwala ng marami, hindi SAYANG ang ending ng kuwento. Climax lang yun, depende pa rin sayo kung titigil ka na dun o ipipilit mo pa ring iabot sa HAPPY EVER AFTER.

Lily Isabelle Andrada is a strange girl.