The Landlord's Journal

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aph books we passed around in high school? What's your favorite color? What's t

lk about him, this assignment is not about him!) and so to prevent confusion, he named me Jos. He said it sounded cool at the time, and kept i

huge boarding house because her mother, my Lola, passed away, and she was the only living relati

sferee from my old course in Quezon City – Business and Communications – the College Admin credited only half of my subjects, on

rt! Get it? Short? Hwa hwa hwa!) and I be

l for the whole semester. He said it would help us develop our observation and composition skills. I doubt if I'll be able to last THE WHOLE SEMES

t way, whatever lessons I'd learned, whatever experiences I'd encountered, I could arrange them into ta

is Melanie, you ask? She was just the one woman who understood me – my needs, my wants, my more important NEEDS – and I didn't have to beg her for it.

thing. Let's give it a try

s it. Oh, there was a rally going on at the Humanities Hall Front Lawn, but I didn't join. Wh

ous! I'm not do