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Hello, World
It's been ages since I last typed in something on this website. I've seen a YouTube video about how everything is disposable, including internet data. Someday, once LiveJournal is gone, all the things I've written in this online diary will disappear alongside it. That made my heart ache so much. I wish to archive all these words and make sure they ( Read more... ) -
Creating Tiny Forests of Possibilities
As I'm typing this, it's late at night where I'm at. I felt this little sense of accomplishment as I planted empty pots with seeds and pothos trimmings and repotted some plants. I fully embraced being a plant aunt (Plantita in my language). This January 2024 I wouldn't have known possible. I love plants, but gardening is something I never really ( Read more... ) -
After a year, I'm still alive
Upon writing this, I was out of the hospital, doing nothing but recovering and getting active as much as my body could.
To be honest, I don't know what to write; I just want to feel the same motivation I had when I first dreamed of becoming a writer. Now I lost my touch and was a shell of my former self. I couldn't even finish a book, even though ( Read more... ) -
I am still alive and kicking
It took me years to get back to writing, but here I am anyway. It's been a while since I had the time to self-reflect and think how far I've come since my last blog entry. Forgive me for being absent, I was trying to live my life. Although, my main audience is nothing but me, myself, and I, I still feel the urge to say sorry. Maybe because I missed ( Read more... ) -
In Retrospect
Humid weather fills the air for almost a month, starting from almost the end of May to midway June 2021. I wasn't a fan of such weather, so I opt to turn on my air conditioner. As I insist on indulging in such luxuries, our electric bill suffered tremendously, causing my mother to sigh in defeat as she saw the already ballooning pile of bills and ( Read more... ) -
A dance to honor my survival
Hey, diary.
It's been a while since I last wrote you a letter.
Sorry, I've been busy not living. Weird, right? I should have apologized for living my life, but the thing is... I am not living my life. I wasted months of my life, waiting for time to pass until COVID-19 is over.
Alright, so here's the backdrop: Two of my family members had COVID-19 ( Read more... ) -
Teaching during a Pandemic
I am a first-time teacher, excluding my months of experience as an ESL teacher. I am teaching online. Back then, I thought teachers are always in control of everything. They have control over their lessons and they have control over everything that happens in a classroom. As I get to know the profession, however, the wall of misconceptions I built ( Read more... ) -
Hello
Hello, it is me again. I am having thoughts in my head. I did not do any work. I feel guilty. I feel ungrateful for the gift of work I was given, for I am starting going back to a downward spiral. Am I simply sick and tired? I thought work will give meaning to my life, will give me a routine, and motivation to get up and do my work over and over ( Read more... ) -
Life reflections
Work made it hard to retrospect, and meditate. Work made me sacrifice my reading, writing, and learning time, which, I do believe should be the other way around. Work gives me a sense of purpose, not gonna lie, but there are way too many sacrifices for me. I can't think of anything else but work. After my shift, I have to do some paperwork. I have ( Read more... ) -
Sickness in the Time of COVID19
As of writing, I am on my way to recovery, I guess. I am still not sure, because I'm experiencing slight chest pains. I cannot describe it. I am supposed to be okay, yet, as I listen to my body, there's still slight pains somewhere. I stopped writing for a brief moment. I thought of resting my body, listening to its dull, internal pain orchestra.
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