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Friday, April 26, 2013

Art #1



The past month, I’ve been doing articles rather than stories. Yes, articles; the one thing that I was afraid of doing but kept on pursuing. It’s not that I really love doing it; I just love learning, especially when it comes to writing.
Since I’m already good in writing stories poems and other literary stuffs, I’ve decided that I should learn a new thing. A thing that might bring me excessive joy or somewhat destroy me. They say that articles are just informative sentences that have subheads and other stuffs; but when I started doing it, it was something else.
The first article I made was the “Tambayan” article; it was a collaboration. My partner was a really good article writer. I couldn’t complain. Though some of my good critics said that it wasn’t very good; but it wasn’t bad either. I have the potential in writing articles, really good ones. I became optimistic about the idea of me writing articles rather than writing literary stuffs… or maybe got a little over optimistic about it.
This past two weeks, I’ve been assigned to do another article; it was another collaboration. I really did my best in my part; though I was really struggling as hell. I don’t know what to do. Well, I’m new to this; but I wanted to act like I’m a veteran writer of this section. But I guess courage and self-determination is not enough. I need to have article writing skills which I don’t really have.
I love writing. Writing has given opportunities and achievements. Not to mention the amazing people I met: Editors, Co-writers and friends; especially two of them namely Clariele and MJ. Those two ladies really stood by me in the darkness which lures me every time I feel discouraged.
If I am really the person who’ll do everything to learn, then I’ll do my best in the remaining time of the vacation. I need to improve. I need to prove to them I can. I need to learn. For the better and for the people who cares.

Stay delightful, ruler!

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Last Night

I started looking at your pictures, our pictures together to be exact. It's only a few but it tells so much. I looked away from it and started thinking if will I or can I make her happy? Make her forget all of her troubles and handle life easily? Would I able to do that?
I looked at our picture together in a bus then I started recalling it again. I was on the back seat. She was a little sick that time so it got me worried. By that time I was asking her if she can handle it. She said she can, with a smile. She was always so lovely and seemingly strong to smile. 
I looked at our last picture together, that time I was in a bad hangover situation; so, shit face for me. It made me look down and up day dreaming again. It would be a great feeling if I have her resting on my shoulder, holding my hand as I kiss her sweet dreams as she close her eyes for a nap. It would be awesome. 
I closed the folder containing all our pictures together, upon doing it, my player played "Something" by the Beatles; it made me realize one thing,
"I love her."
-ESBR