Excuse me, Mister. If I may ask, why are you so eager about this?
The doctor is still not finished sorting and finding other necessary documents for the medical procedure.
He wants to get a hold of some papers to be signed for the procedure.
"I have a good future ahead of me," Paciano responded flatly.
Is it only you that have a good future ahead of you?
No. I cannot have my plans not put into action. I cannot afford to have a hard stumble this time on my path, I had so much hardship in my life and I put so much stake in the past to achieve my dreams. I must put my dreams and priorities first. I should not be weak-hearted. If I will be emotional and illogical, I won't achieve my dreams and aspirations in life at the right time.
"Hmmm. Alright. So I understand that you guys talked about this before going to me?"
The FIRST SUMMER OLYMPICS in town will be held today, the day Paciano and Clarita skipped school. A long li
A shattering loud sound piercing the ears was heard in the hospital ward. It came from Tanashiri's VIP hospital room.Paciano and Clarita is inside, and they are having a commotion."What is that sound?" the head doctor who is busily engrossed in his medical records, headed out of his office, just meters away from the group of nurses that grouped themselves as they heard the sound, and asked the nurses sitting in the nurses' station.One of the older nurses made a sign for a nursing intern to get some news, and she ran towards the room to have some clue of what is happening. She stopped outside the room, tiptoed to reach the window to caught a glimpse of what is happening inside.There is Mrs. Clarita, holding a broken vase in her hand, and she is bleeding continuously.On the other hand, Mr. Paciano had a big slash wound in her face that could be a permanent scar if not attended as soon as possible.The nursing intern came back to her senio
"Where did we go wrong, Clarita? Everything was so perfect. What happened?" She walked gracefull towards the bathroom, almost tiptoeing, to get some squeky clean towels. Her footsteps cannot be heard, even if she is wearing some heels. It is wide open, and the door entrance to the bathroom is not narrow, so she just easily entered inside. She regained her composure again after the violent commotion that happened between her and Paciano a while ago, so her usual self is shown again, like who she is, really, usually, as is seen and known by everyone-a flawlessly groomed woman, a refined and delicate daughter of a rich family famous in town. She did not answer his question, but did continue what she is doing inside the bathroom while humming in the tune of some Beethoven piece that is her favorite. She has some talent in arts, in singing, and is very fond of music. She is sorting the soft towels based on their colors and sizes, and got the softest towels in her
"All these years, I thought everything is near to perfection, except for my father's abuse and cheating and my mother leaving us unexpectedly, without even saying a word. I got money, unlimited access to all ladies I want, and gourmet foods. Everything that my father said about my mother is really a lie; I should have listened to her cryptic words all along."They are sitting by the sand, surrounded by tall palm and coconut trees, as they watch the cargos being unloaded in the port by both the Chinese and Jewish workers alike; their sweats falling down to each cargo.They are sweating profusely even if the weather is calm and cool. Others are near to fainting, with the exhaustion and dehydration they are experiencing, but cannot afford to succumb to the needs of their physical bodies to lie lifeless in the hardwood constructed by the port.They are in a ceasefire now, as they are drained by them talking to themselves, nagging each other for days now, on how they
你叫什么(麼)名字? Jouri is still trembling from the cold. It is now spring in Shanghai, but the climate is still cool and she is just feeling uncomfortable, as she is not used to the climate in this place. She likes both cold and warm temperatures, but she is still used to that temperature in Warsaw. Cold, wet winters. She loves to play snowball and make snow statues with her young siblings. But sometimes, she got bored of it that she just did it as a routine to entertain her siblings and keep them from destroying the furniture inside their house and throwing some nasty tantrums. The things that she took for granted are all gone. If only I had cherished it a little more, I would not have bitter feelings now towards them. The wind here is dry and cold, it almost makes her lips chapped and bleed a little. But she is still grateful that some stranger offered her some food, and that gave warmth to her. She is tired from eating wild unseasoned raw rootcrops that it made her puke. It warm
The young boy, with still some disgusting snot and booger on his face, his freckled fair skin already a little tanned from fleeing Warsaw, him and the others running and hiding to save themselves from the senseless and emotionless soldiers who had gone on a killing spree, walked cheerfully towards Jouri's table. He is smiling from ear to ear as he served the dishes they ordered as if nothing happened weeks ago to him and his whole family tree. Jouri ordered almost all the foods listed on the menu of the restaurant as if she owns the money they will spend. The amount to be paid for their food will amount to more than the usual daily sales the restaurant makes; even increased ten-fold. Jouri tried to help him a bit by getting some of the plates and drinks from the trays, but the young boy refused to accept Jouri's help, removing Jouri's hands gently from the plates filled with the food. He waved his small hands slowly, clearly saying that he needs no help at the moment, as he can mana
Hiraya is trying to engross her exhausted and drained self in the computer program she has been working on for months after her short company leave, and it is for a sister company of the company she is working for, and also, she is working her ass off with the business plan that she's been assigned, but it seems that she cannot get herself focused completely on her task this day.This business plan will be used to boost the company's productivity and sales, and the computer program she is working on alone will surely be big and helpful for the company, only if the company will not crumble amidst the family tragedy Tanashiri's family is experiencing in that time frame.The business plan should have been done by Kate, the known promiscuous muse of the company who uses her body and face to get what she wants and needs. Despite her trash ways and personality, their male higher-ups adored and worshipped Kate, especially her beauty, that they allowed her to enslave other employees by doing
Everyone in Hiraya's office is deeply engrossed in their computer desktops, while sipping their coffee, or tea, lacking sugar and creamer in it."Damn this company, even sugar and creamer is being denied to us. This is injustice! Is the price of creamer and sugar enough to make a company like this go bankrupt? Are they purely affected by the latest inflation? No! I am sure of that! What they are doing right now, to us, is that they are benefiting from our brains to keep this company running, without us being rewarded properly! We are so exploited! I want to go to a public attorney's office for this! This is pure capitalism! At its finest! Why would they reject our request for coffee creamer and sugar? These shits are not expensive!" The upset employee is sipping his hot coffee, and cringes at its taste. Bitter."I cannot believe myself for putting up from this abusive company. I used to be an IT professor at a university, got my masters and doctoral abroad, and taught many computer
"You all got your passports ready, right?"They all looked at each other, and began searching their luggages and bags.They nodded, except Hiraya.She is done searching her handbags, many times, thoroughly at that, and there is no passport placed in there.Shoot. I am doomed.They are now all seated in the first class van of the company, snugly. Some are even taking a nap the first minute they took a seat in the van.It is a luxurious van, and it is their first time to sit in it.It is the premiere product of Mercedes-Benz-First Class Customs! A latest feature product in the automotive market, a private custom sprinter limousine!Others gaped at how luxurious the vehicle is, while others are already tucked in, sleeping, snoring. It is a state-of-the-art vehicle, with full recliners, slide out desks, television, refrigerators, sliding side door, and vinyl walls.It is a full description of luxury, fine-textured at its finest, except that it lacks one thing-a black colour that is the u