One of the things that I dislike most about being a teacher is the notion that teachers are unintelligent ( Read more... )

I have installed a small desk lamp beside my computer monitor. I have learned enough from my photographer friends the importance of the quality of light. Distance allowed me to think of these things: how I should look good in front of a video camera, how to put on a nice dress when I have no intention of going out, how important it is to understand ( Read more... )

 I want to learn how to write again.

You know what they say when you don't use a certain part of your brain: it shrinks. I think that's how it is with me right now: a part of my brain has been compressed by the lack of creative exercise.

How do you do this again?

Aptly

The other day I was reading Nick Hornby's "Polysyllabic Spree" and in the first chapter, Nick Hornby defends the fact that maybe he buys too many books that he understands that he really does not have enough time to read all of them.  That's what I feel like right now. I buy so many books. Or, the right statement for it is: I Hoard Too Many ( Read more... )

As for resolutions, I do not have them ( Read more... )

In my daily correspondence with Buccino, I currently dubbed myself as "Boring Girl" because of my typical i-do-nothing-important daily routine. As much as I would like to delude myself into thinking that my life is incredibly interesting, I know better to think so. Most of the time, my typical day would be so uninteresting that I surprise myself ( Read more... )

I have written a letter a day for phaserpacer since he left on 27 September. If you ask me, this has been the most significant event of my daily life ( Read more... )

At first, it started off as an imperative force to deal with the sadness of a dear one moving to another country: Write a letter once a day.

This is then the promise that I am determined to keep for as long as We (phaserpacer) are apart.

We have 21 days and so many letters between us that we can publish an anthology of us if we so desire. We can print them ( Read more... )

1) JP, my new student, is the new heartthrob in the office. He is the guy from 7-Eleven that everyone is ogling at. I won't notice him most days because I won't need to. But these days of loneliness, I welcome the new faces ( Read more... )

Today, I realized that I do not fear death anymore. Nor do I feel compelled to avoid it or to evade it as much as I can.

During religious retreats/ recollections we were asked whether we are prepared to die now; perhaps it is only this at this moment, but if I --or any of my relations-- were to die now, though I may suffer from sadness, I will not ( Read more... )