That small chunk of word has been keeping me busy lately and don’t even get me started with the whole summer class thing because it’s practically draining the life out of me. We only have 3 subjects to attend to 3 times a week but it’s the most tiring thing ever! I’m really thankful for Labor Day because I now have 3 days of rest/preparation for requirements (which I wasted mainly because of the title above, sleeping and eating).

Anyway, I’ve recently decided on making a Wattpad account so here I am, shamelessly plugging my account and works. @lavoyageur

I am also working on one shot stories written mainly in English so I guess, if you don’t like the idea of a Taglish story, then I might interest you with some of my other stories in English.

That is all for now. I hope you support me in my new venture! I will make it a point to be more active on here, again, since I acquired my new laptop already. 

Have a nice day, everyone! :)

I am currently unequipped with weapons that compliment my text posts that is why I am unable to produce new content for my blog. It’s frustrating to love a certain thing but you are not anymore capable of professing it. Funny thing is that even if I do find the time to sneak my camera out, I wouldn’t be able to have the time to use it because of my studies. Ah, hobbies, so tempting to practice but not an ample time to put into actions. I will find time to capture photographs again. For the mean time, please, bare with my expressing of thoughts through literacy. 

Please don’t ruin my birthday-slash-anniversary month. The day hasn’t even officially started for me and yet, I feel so stressed because of the mountains of school works I have on my hands at the moment. I am turning a year older and by the time the calendar day hits on the 24th, I will renounce my becoming a sweet sixteen and accept the challenges of finally being one step closer to turning legal. Yes, for those of you who are unaware of my age, I am rather young.

I am not in such business of denying myself the simple pleasures of being able to love someone and loving them ever so dearly. Although I am in no way, shape or form of predicting that the butterflies in my stomach will remain as they are, that the sparkles in my eyes will eventually lose their shine, that he will be the only one in a myriad of beings equally desperate of finding someone worth it, that the happiest of days will be replaced to dreadful nights of disagreement, and that the immense feeling of love which is bursting through the seams of my heart will never run dry, I am not about to forth from such challenges without putting up a fair fight and a great one, at that.

It has been a long time since I was pressured to write an article on time. A long time since I tried to finish a book that seemed more like a compilation of my frustrations in life rather than one of which you could really get attached to. A long time since I was editor-in-chief of the school’s paper and even though it was a dream come true, it wasn’t what I expected at all. It wasn’t as fulfilling as being one of those people who did what they wanted to do and wrote what they felt at any given time and situation. I guess, being put to positions and gaining titles would be a story that could hit anyone’s headlines if it were they. I guess, it was a fulfillment of some sort but I never felt it that way.

Whenever people see my works, they get astonished to the point that most people wouldn’t believe that I made them. They would ask me if I had a background in writing more than the usual freelance writers and if I’d say yes, they would eventually think that it was where I got it from. It’s sad to think that most people base everything purely on professional experience and not just by your nature of doing something you’re good at. But I guess, it’s better to have this passion for writing be discovered on it’s own since I’m barely doing it nowadays and I’m thinking that it’s one of the major reasons why I won’t join the school’s paper this year. I’d love to, really, and being in it is a dream come true for the second time around but I have been feeling rather uninspired and I’m sure it has been evident in a few of my recent posts. I guess, people change.

There have been an awful lot of guessing in this post more than it should have so I’m ending it here.