In medias res

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200523 Writing Dump

It’s officially the 23rd here which means I am now 26 years old. I made this blog when I was 20/21 because I needed to establish a “writing portfolio” when I do write for a living. Also, I needed a creative outlet for when my feelings are just too much.

I forgot about this blog when I broke the old laptop that I was using before. It was a five year old Toshiba laptop that used to belong to my mom. At that point, we couldn’t afford to buy a new one and it’s not like I would still need one for long since I was about to graduate college. I also started working and balancing it with my undergraduate thesis didn’t leave me energy for my passion projects.

Four jobs later, I have realized that I won’t be a writer for a living. I’m not that disappointed about it though. In the process, I found other things that I’m good at and can make a living out of. 

I still like writing and I want to do it more often but words just seem to fail me now. My vocabulary and flow are not like they used to. I even struggle with basic grammar these days. The psychiatrist I saw twice told me this has to do with depression but until I get a second opinion, I’ll blame myself for not practicing all these years. 

I don’t know how I should conclude this. As usual, I’m writing to procrastinate doing something else. Happy Birthday self, you deserve a better year.

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My brain forgot how to word. Send help

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Freedom Park, UPLB

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151217 Lights

(My method of photography had always been “swishes my camera around and hope I get good shots”. In some of these shots though, I did that quite literally.)

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my dirty chucks and my sister’s vans. I also have a+ socks.

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[151120, 5:09 PM]

Roughly two weeks before the end of the semester and I am nowhere near done with my thesis. Everyone around me has been nothing but encouraging, telling me that I can still power through and get this done on time. Instead of getting motivated, it only makes me feel guilty because knowing my writing speed and the amount of work that still needs to be done, two weeks is not enough.

Have a line art wip of my sister’s mug. I’d rather do this than face my thesis, to be honest.

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My hair is just as unruly as my life.

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I should be doing something else, as always. This in an old-ish picture of my brother while waiting for my mother’s flight to arrive. The sight is the lovely street in front of UP Gate taken atop Vega Center which I took for a journ class.

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(151010) “Looking for Water”

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res·o·nance | \ˈre-zə-nən(t)s, ˈrez-nən(t)s\

: the quality of a sound that stays loud, clear, and deep for a long time

: a quality that makes something personally meaningful or important to someone

: a sound or vibration produced in one object that is caused by the sound or vibration produced in another

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Wisik 2015 Photodump

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Greeting cards against humanity. Words by @hellodiaday, card by me. #wisik2015

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082515 “Ambient”

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150709 [Untitled]

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I can never change the sky--the sunset, the blue night sky bleeding with the sun's fading orange. It will always haunt me, like the red jacket and the portrait in your closet. But it will not change me. It will not change a single thing about us.

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