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Let me guess. All of them almost look the same? Nope not really. Every shopping mall is distinctive in its own way. Each one has its own unique ambiance and feel.

Now I know why I have such a few shopping mall photos. It’s because i’m not really a shopaholic or a shopping diva. I get an orgasmic feeling (oops, pardon my words) in visiting museums or dropping by in flea markets.

I’m such a cheapskate when it comes to splurge shopping but it doesn’t mean I don’t get excited everytime i hopped in a mall.

It still offers a variety of experience:

– the excitement of letting my fingers run through a mountain of color coded items during the rummage sale and ending up not buying a single thing.

(This is not intentional. I’m not here to give store people a hellish experience. It happened just once, nope, just twice, alright, i admit several times but i do buy when i see something i like.)

– the smile in my face when i see an artful window display.

(Artful equals tasteful equals vulgar equals obscene equals tacky, anything catchy. Taste is subjective)

– the hedonistic pleasure I derived from watching people as I sit on the bench pretending to be waiting for someone when in fact i’m just sitting because i don’t have a single cent to spend on that too good to be true discounted signature items splashed all over the mall.

(Did you see that va vaboom lady carrying a handful of LV’s with her daddy? I’m not being bitter here. Envy is a green eyed monster, jealousy is blue, my eyes are neither of the two)

–and that endless rebuttal with a friend proving my point that yes he is really her daddy, not the kind of thing that causes diabetes. Until someone nearby butts in telling us to mind our own business. Priceless!

(Look who’s talking, unwanted eavesdropper, if only I could tell her to mind her own business too.)

There are things that money can’t buy. Cliche as it may sound, the best things in life are still free.

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Love and All Its Hidden Meanings

Posted on February 20, 2017February 21, 2017 by Joel F

Wedding bells
will soon be ringing

Prenuptial papers
you hope he will be signing

But when he said
that love knows no limit

The winds of love
is slowly changing

In dictionaries
now you are searching

Love
and all its hidden meanings.

Daily Prompt: Blur

Life is Like An Ocean

Posted on February 16, 2017March 3, 2017 by Joel F

Life is like an ocean. It comes in waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, sometimes it’s overwhelming. And just when you thought you’ve seen it all, you’ll be caught by surprise that there’s more to come.

Realizing that life is a cycle. Still being thankful that there will always be something to be grateful for. And knowing deep inside that there will always be something beautiful to look forward to.

Yes, the best wave of your life is still out there. Learn from the waves and enjoy the ride.

The Reluctant Surfer

The reluctant surfer
I used to be
scared of the storm
and the waves I see

the water looks deep
and the height is steep

Avoiding it
I thought i’m a wise man
so I just stay on the beach
and build my castle on the sand

But even on the shore,
the waves swept it all

Can’t believe
I thought it’s safe
when i build some walls

So I look for surfboards
and try to ride
the waves that come
and learned from the tide

The fear from the fall
and the pain that it brings
when one is too slow
for paddling and wave breaking

Slowly as i passed
the eye of the tide
and survived the waves
that almost blinded my sight

I stand up all wet
and teary eyed
wiser this time
as the tide subsides

The reluctant surfer
I used to be
gone is the fear
and i’m finally free.

I Don’t Hate February

Posted on February 11, 2017February 11, 2017 by Joel F

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I don’t hate february,
it’s the only time
i buy flowers for me.

If a quote
speaks a thousand words,
then you can quote me.

And if flowers
can make one speechless,
let them speak in silence.

I’m supposed to write
something for valentines
the treasures of being together

Then i remember
you gave me artificial flowers
suddenly i changed my mind.

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