I remember winning a drinking bet against my guy friend over five, ten, fifteen bottles of flavored soju. I stood up in merriment - lights became circles... stars whirling around my head. I remember the taste of strawberry syrup, and yogurt, and pineapple and lychee, and all the sweetest things there ever was. My friends cheered at us, and the world was beautiful. Then again, I don't remember what exactly happened. Now I'm here, safe and sane on my bed, and my guy friend snoring right into…

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You quit your job. You lose your friends. You’re far behind, and life becomes a serious work. You begin to fear, especially on stage, presumably why you now smoke. More smoke, then another, and you’re done, and then you’re gone. Congratulations, you’ve just written a legendary script for a play.

 

 

 

 

Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is witnessing a recession. She…

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Wake up with the sun. Go for a morning run, let your skin to glow. Floss your teeth, dip into a milk bath. Pat on mineral powder, put on crimson lipstick. Get out of the house, now. Shine, woman.

 

 

 

 

Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is not a girl, not yet a woman.

Load your pumpkins on that wheelbarrow. Push it. Reverse the cows, girl, and with your staff, don’t moan a moo but say bibbidi-bobbidi-boo. Let the rocking horses get into a comfortable position, and flash, there’s your carriage showing up – hop in. Now enjoy the ride, do jump for joy. You don’t want to miss a ball, do you?

 

 

 

Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is not a…

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Yum: Lemon-yellow thongs, torn. He licked her long neck with love and lust. At least it's legal - no lips locked - doesn't count as cheating. Though he's hoping that he'll get lucky tonight, no doubt without a price. "I'm home," wife returns, stares; all hells break loose while the screen requests you to register a membership that comes with a monthly fee, 'cause you said 'Yes' when asked, you want some more? Log off.

 

 

 

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Been drinking plenty of water these days. She's reaching for another glass right now. Lukewarm with lemon. Her phone rang, and it's only the thousandth missed call calling for her attention to gluttonous feasts with her trendy frenemies, luring her to the dreadful carbs in those cakes served in such innocent portion neatly placed right at the heart of a gigantic plate that I'm sure is meant to deceive its diner - there's triple the calories than meets the eye. The ringing stopped, she was…

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I am a being of Light. Today I come, delivered, so that the world shines just a little bit brighter. It shows, shunning the dark side of our universe. You see, you can use me. Use me well. Shoot me, and I'll burst into a thousand diamonds in the skies unbroken, springing my sparkling soul across the Milky Way.

 

 

 

Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is somewhat a star. She…

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I'm getting bored. This popinjay marching in and out of where I'm seated, babbling about her mani pedi for the past fifty minutes and eleven seconds and that whole shebang about how those painted nails at her salon were so pretty and shiny but "Oh my, oh they just have the worst customer service, ever! Oh gosh thank goodness I got my nails pearly as morning dew, yes," admiring her fingers as she's talking, gasping for breath. Soon, I'll be dying from utter ennui, see you…

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It's hot. The apple tastes super hot, my tears run out. The old lady in the dark robe said that the green one is really juicy, I snuffled. There's nothing juicy about this: I think I just gobbled a finely-shaped wasabi.

 

 

 

Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) loves to write. She also needs a kiss.…

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The journalist is a well-rounded human being. Her nails polished, her body slipped under a clean-cut dress, her sophisticated eye is always objective, though she embodies the oceans running across tiny river streams. When you go from a girl to a lady, then become a woman, you have to condition yourself to adapt to all sorts of situations, said she. "In order to make sense of the world, you have to have a solid perspective," she continued. Then, she stated that humanity as a whole is at war with… Continue

Six weeks. May 21, 2011, first day he saw me I saw some other star in the sky. That day the world says the world is ending, then you say it takes less than a fifth of a second to fall in love, and he said to me "I had my eyes on you when I first met you," and I had nothing to say. A week ago he held my hand and the world is big and after my world and his world became one, my fingers crossed. Now we're heading over the moon: I've said I'm his and he took my hand and down we go under the… Continue