Cue My Coulrophobia 0
Main Entry: coulrophobia
Part of Speech: n
Definition: An extreme fear of clowns, induced by heavy makeup, nose, and a wig used to conceal a wearer’s identity.
Etymology: Greek kolon or kolobathristes
Archive for May, 2008
My Own Boston 1
I think everyone has their own “Boston” they wish they could go to, and start over.
Anti-heroes 1
Hero: I see the brave, shinning, world of tomorrow!
Anti-hero: You must be delusional… And your cape’s on backwards.
The Pledge 1
On one of those nights, one on of those coffee nights that seemed to last an eternity, somebody asked me what would I think would be the best definition for love, and this came to my mind…
Llegas Tú… 0
Desesperado, en un segundo comienzo a escribir…
palabras que no son las mías,
historias que había escuchado de aquellas viejas fábulas que me cuentan.
Sensaciones y sentimientos que yo ya extrañaba.
Ode to My Online Friends 1
Cheers to you my faithful cloaked readers, yes, to all 4 of you! (Maybe 5 or 6).
Few are your opinions on my opinions, but I know you’re around there, I know you are. How’s it like to wander around my mind through your computer screen? You hold the master key, and only you who read my words are the ones who know me deeply, without pretenses of sarcasm, smiles, and silliness.
A Labyrinth of Unfair Comparisons (Third Letter) 3
Every time I meet someone I go back to you… I pretend I like her but I go back to you, but how could I not? You’re perfect in every way; your smile, your kindness, how you squint your eyes when you laugh, even the way you roll them when I would say something silly. Those little things make you so ever perfect in mind.
Today I Choose… 0
We already know that our lives are guided by every choice we make, that’s what God intended through free will. But in our lives there are some choices so insignificant and so trivial that we don’t spend a second thinking about them (if we ever do), yet they still mark out part of our moral fiber, our strength of character and our very own future.
Under a Blanket of Rain 0
…there was something missing that night. She had lost faith long before it happened, yet she had some hope concealed deep inside her heart, to use only in cases of extreme emergency; she thought this was such case. She didn’t want to lose hope because that would mean she would be losing everything she had worked for all these months. She would feel like karma had pulled a trick on her.
A Little About Myself 0
Let me tell you a little bit about my persona.
My name is Gabriel Neila. I’m 28 years old. I think of myself as a very focused person, I can get distracted a little easy sometimes, but when things matter to me I think I…