As I confess my innermost feelings to you,
Scared of outcomes, but being silent is worse
Knocking on your door, dear, please let me in

Ask (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Ian Parker of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
As I confess my innermost feelings to you,
Scared of outcomes, but being silent is worse
Knocking on your door, dear, please let me in

Ask (Poetry Series): I, II, III
Header image: Ian Parker of Unsplash. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
If you have been reading The Diary since last year (2025), you’re aware of my gratitude for the many recent glimpses of hope. Honestly, one of those glimpses that made me keep going is feeling something special for someone. I swear: I haven’t felt like this in years.
And today, the eve of St. Valentine’s Day, in celebration of all forms of love a day early, I would like to quote a few lines from one of my favorite love songs. I’m filing this under the Notes to Self category instead of the Song of the Moment category because these lines are not only etched in my heart but also in my mind.
Continue reading Notes to Self XXVITonight, I really don’t want to write another Minute Warning post; I’m supposed to publish a new Watch post. The upcoming post is about a famous YouTube video related to my hero, Dave Grohl. But when I was drafting, I got a message from someone I met recently, and I must admit: getting messages from her is the highlight of my day.
Pardon me, my readers… oh, right. Pardon me, my only reader. Thanks to her, this Minute Warning post is all you get tonight. But at least my shadow heart is feeling a different kind of light, a comforting kind of light. And trust me on this: that’s something I haven’t felt in a long time.
Anyway, about my birthday plans: it’s exactly a week to go before my special day, and finally I have the day planned out! I’m going to my favorite cafe, and plan the next year ahead by writing in my new Moleskine daily planner. I will also have lunch there, plus I will drink my favorite affogato in the whole world. After that, I might look for a Blokees Deadpool figure at the nearest toy store. (Though I’m not sure if I’ll buy one.) And in the main event, I will meet my family and two of my closest friends at a modern Filipino restaurant, and we will have a glorious feast. (Take note: the restaurant is Michelin-certified.)
My ten minutes are not up yet, but that’s all I can say for now. See you in the next post, and happy weekend!
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A part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).
Header image: Suvan Chowdhury of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.
Updated November 29, 2025.