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[ken-tansiongco03-blog]

Tell stories that children will be inspired to reach their dreams. I will not stop telling stories as long as children are continuously listen and dream for their future. #Kwentista #LoveReading #LoveLibraries #LoveLibrarian (at Tingloy, Batangas)

[alwayshislittlegirl]

Thank you, book.

Sometimes, I really want to break the goody-good rules deemed normal and be this artsy, cool girl. The girl that dresses the way she feels. Someone who’d carry around her sketchbook just about anywhere and walk and walk, and sit in the park and just draw anything her eyes catches which has given her something to think about. Or something which made her realize something. It doesn’t matter how big or small the realization is. So long as it made her mind work, it goes on right on her sketchbook.

Just walk, and walk, and try to take everything in. Live in a community that can be enjoyed and traversed through feet. With the perfect mix of tall buildings and landscapes and waters. Why wouldn’t our setting here in our country be like this? Why, government, why? Of course, I wouldn’t question our planners. I’m sure they have those instilled in their hearts. I’d know. So I take it on the government.

But I am digressing, as always.

Something inside me really want to be that girl. Someone who’d draw chalk on the streets and not feel afraid. Someone that’d take a lot of interest in shadows. Someone who’d take on her thing and not care about how society would feel. Someone who’d always wear her heart on her sleeves. Someone who’d know what she exactly likes, and acts and works for it.

And it really would be the nicest if there is at least someone, even if just a single soul, that would get you. That would understand.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

Kaya ayokong naa-attach sa mga tao. Kasi kapag hindi ka na pinapansin, ang sakit sa puso. Talaga.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

Nanghahalungkat na naman po ako ng lives ng iba. Imbes na mag review for PL. Huhuhuhu. Pero, fan na ako. Ang cute nila :’) But then again, bakit kailangang  kumplikahin ang kanilang mga buhay? Ang sad. But then again, bakit ko ba ginagawa ‘to? Magrereview na po ako. Promise.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

I know I'm sketchy with telling my stories and feels, but..

I now promise I won't be. 'Cause Feature Editors need to be clear, concise, and substantial.

And I'm gonna be that.

Sketch's Feature Editor. Me? Just, wow :)))

Well, that's still tentative, but I just can't control myself putting it out here on my blog, especially because I really want this. And since I have the means now, I'd put it out  now. I really am praying it'd be me. I really want to be part of my college's publication.

Like how I want things to be okay again. Like how I want him to want me again. And I mean really, reaaaaally. Really.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

Happy Endings? No? Okay.

Soo, I had the chance to watch the movie Hancock just yesterday. Yes, the movie is kinda' old, but I never heard of it until that one overnight stay at a classmate's house for a major plate. But I didn't watch it at that time. I was so driven and focused on our plate. My mind was set for the plate alone. And besides, a column was blocking my view from the television, and I am too comfy to change and take another spot where I can see it. Maybe I am just that lazy. No. Yep, I was just too fixed with what I was doing.

As I was saying, yesterday I got to see it. The movie was good. But I never expected that I would feel so down towards the ending. I felt nothing but sad. Somehow, I hate the big revelation; they were made as a pair, made perfectly for each other. But can't be together. Because they're better off away from each other. Because that way, they'll both live.

How bittersweet is that? Knowing that you have someone perfectly suited for you, almost your soul mate, but giving up all your feelings because it is what is needed. It is what's best. I hate that. Can't we just always have happy endings?

Oh yeah, this is real life. Happy endings do not always happen.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

I was gonna post something about love, and how it hurts under certain circumstances(Chos, hahahahaha). But I feel nauseated right now. And I have this crazy headache again. Must be something I ate.

I shall post tomorrow.

[alwayshislittlegirl]

I miss writing. Not those Architectural-blocks-type-of-writing, I've been having crazy  doses of those. I mean, serious writing. Like writing for a cause, or for something intellectual, or writing just because I am required to. Or for those times when I really want to let my brain work itself for something of great significance. Of how I see things. Of how I feel things.  

I'm not a good conversationalist, I am well aware of that. And, I guess writing just works better for me. Like this.   

I just had this thought when I was handed-over my HOA Final Exam this afternoon, which was an essay of three things I've learned of off that subject. I had a pretty awesome grade, not really what I was expecting, but I was thankful it pulled my final grade high enough from that disaster 2nd quiz(79.91?! What fudgety grade was that?!). As I read it again, I realized how long I haven't written like that. I can't count the years, really.   

So now, I'm practicing this habit so I would not lose it. I would write about anything that would tickle my mind. Hey, nothing's too special with my style. And I may not always write here, or on my special notebook, because I cannot always have these precious time. But I would try. I will always try.