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Chapter 9
2021
To know oneself must be a gift.
2020 was quite a shock; a disaster hit, a pandemic started...
and in a matter of months, the year just ended. Just. Like. That.
There wasn’t much that happened. No travels for me, less meeting of friends, and going to places with the family.
but if there was one thing that I learned for most of the quarantine period (still speaking for 2021) is that: I am still immature.
Chapter 8
I am not sure if I can say that I have matured from everything that has happened. It’s 2020 and I am trying to be thankful of the little good things that has been happening and hopefully everything comes back to normal.
I am seeing someone now for almost a year...and I think we’re ok? He’s the fist person I ever said I liked you without hesitation. I hope that he knows where this thing is headed though...
I miss my ma most of the time, been stressed out from work, family, and random events I can reading on, observing, and being part of. It is quite hard to live...and everyday I keep reminding myself that every pain, every suffering, and little wins are all worth it.
How have your 2020 been so far?
Chapter 7
It’s been a while since the last time I confessed I actually “like” someone.
“I like you.”
and for the first time...it wasn’t that heavy for me to let go of the words. I just didn’t know where this “thing” is headed. I don’t know yet.
Opening 1 - Kimi ni Todoke
Paul Gauguin (French, 1848 - 1903) Arii Matamoe (The Royal End), 1892, Oil on coarse fabric (2008.5) 45.1 × 74.3 cm (17 ¾ × 29 ¼ in.) The J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles
Chapter 6
My mum has joined the creator.
If there is something I would like to advise everyone...it would be, cherish every moment with your beloved mother. I know not everyone is gifted with the loving, the caring, the selfless mother, but in any case, a mother will always be a mother to her child.
I wish I have taken more videos of her. Memories are not enough for a grieving heart.
Chapter 5
hey!
It has been ages! This is me sneaking in my writer self for a short time. I have been working for a corporate company ever since my last input. I work for an advertising corporation, it’s quite a big one because they have around 250 employees. Do I love what I do? I am not sure. I miss writing. I miss observing the world and being able to produce poems that somehow shows what its like to live in this era. It’s much more interesting.
It’s interesting because the events that has been transpiring for the last few months is beyond words. how would one person would look at the negativity of the world with loving eyes?
My other self has been struggling in keeping my laid back self to somewhat be normal in this world full of abnormality. recently. So far so good. I don’t have problems at all. Just that things outside is more interesting recently.
What’s my verse that I can share is what bothers me.
Chapter 4
Hey, what’s up?
A lot of events have happened and I think I haven’t grown up that much. 2017 seem to be a year full of competitive events trying to fill up my childish self. I dont hate it. Im just neutral about everything that is happening. Its too much I cannot even react appropriately.
My other self has given up on me and decided to keep quiet. It is stressful to think that my more firm persona is taking a step back to let the laid back self to decide and take the drive in everything. I need. The other self back. I feel more visibly vulnerable more than ever.
What is this all about?
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I am ill.
I think I am.
I think too much.
Bara no Tameni (fic)
Yuri upon reading the postcard was left dazed to the wall. her head was getting ideas she shouldn’t be thinking...but it cannot be undone.
“First love were never meant to be broken...” she thought. At least in her family. like here mum who have never forgotten her first, it was also the same for Sumire.
Slowly, she was falling.
Thud!
her mind slowly going blank. the last word that she could have spoken loudly was “how selfish...”
Yes, she thought how selfish she was once again. She could recall how her mother never had the same relationship after her father died and she could see the same with Sumire.
“he could never open his heart to me, Seri san. I have accepted both of you. I have loved both of you yet my love hurts him most” she whisper to herself as she’s been slowly being swallowed by the hole that opened in her heart.
Sense and Sensibility
“The man’s besotted by her.”
“If it were the case, i would have run away with him. this very instant...” (She whispers to the void)
“but it’s not. I have to face the world alone, and him. I don’t even know where to start. He’s on the other side of the world. And it does not get better than that. It’s not easy.”
To my King. You forgot I have a farewell poem.
I don’t know why you cut loose
We were a bunch of drama queens
but queens don’t leave but you did
I didn’t tell you this but I have to
I hate you.
You were good with words
you knew the exact word to say
you slay and amend with words...
you were a good companion
you were better than me
and I envy you.
I love you.
we were drama queens
you and me together, we conquer thrones
but to bail on me? I wanted reasons.
We could have been gay together.
I could and would always have you.
Let’s rebuild. One by one. Even if it’s slow…
NigeHaji EP10
I freakin love this.
Chapter 3
Months have passed, and if you think I ended up a happy teacher...then I would be disappointing you now.
After my first week in teaching in cram school, my employer contacted me and informed me that she has given me the wrong contract. She informed me that she would understand if I would not continue the job because of the mistake she has committed but if otherwise, I would be given another contract. I was not happy you see, because it only meant one thing...exploitation. On the other hand, my other self sees this as an opportunity to let go and seek the job I am looking for or dreaming or something that I will be happy doing.
I kinda did listen to her and of course solicited the opinions of my brothers and sisters. They just all kind of agree.
Here I am now, unemployed and currently seeking for work. But I am working for someone despite the label, “unemployed.” I am currently working for my parents. Mainly filing receipts, documents, preparing documents (for meetings and what have you), organizing their documents as well. I don’t get paid, but I do get allowances.
After quite some time, thinking about what I wanted to do, what I wanted to be...I haven’t gotten a hold of a firm decision or conclusion of what I’ll be or be working on in.
Even my other self has gotten really quiet and has not bothered me for months. Maybe finally at this point of my life we have become one. Maybe we both agree on everything that I am going through now. It’s bizarre. It’s me.
Still not sure of what may happen. Maybe my other self would be in a day or two...because she’s more level headed that I am.
