Looking at my mirror, I asked myself. "What more is lacking?" My family is rich. I'm friendly, kind and fun to be with. I am beautiful too. Not the girly classy type but I can make a guy turn around. My body is starting to emphasize its curves as I'm passing on puberty. My breath doesn't smell bad. And most of all, I have the brain that most often girls my age fail to posses. Perhaps it's my glasses. Or probably they are just intimidated. Or what? Would someone be so kind to give me even a slightest clue??

A Short Story about what winning meant to me :) I wrote this one during freshman year in college. I realized that posting my crappy write ups sounded better rather than keeping them in storage and probably get deleted.

THAT ONE WORD you cannot live without By mimiemay27 © 2017 What is THAT ONE WORD that first comes to your mind that YOU CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT? Please comment down your ideas and/or answers :) If I get a thousand answers/comments by the end of the month of January 2017, I'll be sharing to all my social media accounts the FIRST book I'll officially submit to scouts that I'd still find with hopes that it might get published... somehow. Well, hehe, one can dream, right? Thanks for participating and helping out! Kudos! God bless us all! -LMMFF, PT, PTRP 14:47, SUNDAY, 011517 #MIMIEtheWriter #MIMIEtheDreamer #011517

A compilation of different writeups written over time with myriad of purpose and meaning. Tag along as I explore the wonderful word of simply writing!

Merriam-Webster Dictionary FAVOR \'fā-vēr\ : a kind or helpful act that you do for someone

How do you spend a day waiting? Waiting for something important. And not just waiting, but you also have to be preparing. How do you do it? It's been more than a year since I took a major exam but the memories of the preparation is still fresh in my journals and I want to relive them. Care to join me in that 30 Days to Victory?

When you are stressed, how do you cope? When you feel too excited, too enamoured, not doped? And when you are sad and feeling blue? How do you exactly change your hue? Me? Time and time again, I have been always feeling lost Not knowing what to do to fight my cause Not knowing how to fully unravel my own version of finery And so, I tried this one most effective way through writing poetry. 18:22, THURSDAY, 040617

Just when Yna thought that she had everything she'd ever needed, someone popped out and turned her ideals into false realities. A past she had long forgotten had unsurprisingly returned and shifted her world upside down. Confused and caught in a mess, what is she going to do? Play along? Or resist it more? And when she had resolved in her mind, 'I DON'T NEED MORE', will she consider the thought that 'SHE NEEDED HIM'? *** Pictures shown in this story are not mine unless noted. Credits to Google :)