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Continue reading →: Breaking Out of the FallIt is not easy breaking out of the comfort zone. There are a lot of ideas that come to my mind, but they are sometimes extremely difficult to express. That is the time that I try to find inspiration from various things around me. Animals, plants, nature, people, books, and…
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Continue reading →: DAY 7 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood
Dreams and plans are sweet things that add flavor to my days. However, too much dreaming made me feel sick. These thoughts that flood through my mind blinded me. There are times that I wish I could just erase all the memories and start fresh. But small patches of the…
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Continue reading →: DAY 6 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood
As I was growing up, the media became my source of knowledge. I got entertained and educated. The influence that I got was so strong that I was stuck with the stories and characters. There came a certain dependence that I felt towards these fictional places and people that I’ve…
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Continue reading →: Day 5 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood
Just my simple reflection for today: Many things are flying all over my mind. I know that I’m old-fashioned and I prefer writing my concerns and wishes die instead of sharing them with others. It’s kind of selfish, I guess. This selfishness is eating me whole. Insecurities sometimes linger as…
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Continue reading →: DAY 4 Memories of My Forgotten Childhood
There are times when thoughts can’t fully come out of my mind, and can’t fit into words. Either searching for a scene or finding the right pitch, when you get a writer’s block. It seems difficult to get away from it. As a young aspiring writer, I usually get stuck with an…
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Continue reading →: DAY 3 MEMORIES OF MY FORGOTTEN CHILDHOOD
My whole weekend was occupied by our family reunion. There were many familiar faces and also new faces. Meeting relatives in the Philippines is always a loud gathering with the videoke on and random chats with whoever is available. This time, however, the family had an overnight swimming. No lazy…
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Continue reading →: Childhood Fairy Tales
No, actually most fairy tales in their original form were gruesome to the extreme. In Cinderella, the stepsisters had their feet mutilated to fit in the shoe and her eyes were eventually picked out by doves. Sleeping Beauty was raped while she was unconscious by the King. Hansel and Gretel…
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Continue reading →: DAY 2 Memories of my forgotten childhood
Many challenges came to me even when I was just growing up. The confidence that I have for myself had to mature as well. I never thought of my strengths before but now I know better or a least I think I know something more. Going to school gave me…
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Continue reading →: DAY 1 Memories of my forgotten childhood
At my age, many people seem to see that I act and think beyond my years. Their reactions and comments make me look back and try to find out the events that made me like this. Is it because of the people I met? Or the trials I encountered? When…
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Continue reading →: Reflections of My Somewhat Writer Self
Friends and acquaintances usually have an impression and/or expectation that when someone wants to be a writer or is already one, has a different sense of reality. That most of the conversation you’ll encounter with a writer would be reflective or deep. Maybe those people are just my friends and…
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