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Pre-Adventure Excitement!

I got so busy the past week and I haven’t got a chance to write anything. 😦 Had a few meetings and trainings before I leave the office. I didn’t even had time to check my phone. But all’s good. Everything has to be perfect before I go.

It’s almost midnight here in Manila, another weekday is about to start. But not for me! I’m officially on vacation. My flight to Malaysia is on Tuesday morning. It’s going to be my first time to leave my beloved country. I’ve been to key cities in the three major islands of the Philippines but haven’t got a chance to see other countries. I’m so stoked to be finally be experiencing a new culture. Though they don’t differ much (after learning the Philippine heritage history), I’m sure I’m gonna find some pleasant differences.

So I’ll be gone for 9 days — a trip to Malaysia and Maldives. Maldives!!! That’s on the top of my bucket list! Thank God, we found a cheap flight from Kuala Lumpur to Male, Maldives’s capital. I am so looking forward to see their international airport which, from what I’ve read, is only six feet above sea level! And of course, the numerous atolls and islands! I think we’ll be able to visit a few, around five or something.

So, after hibernating like a bear, I am almost done with my luggage. I only need to hit the mall tomorrow to get a few board shorts, boxer briefs, body spray and socks. Yeah, I need to list ’em down so I won’t forget. πŸ˜€

I also have a new camera. Can’t wait to share with you guys the things I’m gonna see!

Anyone here have visited/or from Malaysia and/or Maldives? Thoughts?

Please pray for my safe flight!:)

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Articles to Help You Start Your Novel

Happy Chinese New Year!

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I am keeping myself busy at this moment by reading these articles. Thought of sharing it with you! Might help πŸ˜‰

1) Snowflake Method – This article is very informative. It would definitely help you organize your thoughts before writing. Personally, I find it too structured that I’m afraid I become too hooked into tying-up loose ends up front and leave my thoughts while doing the actual writing limited.

2) 5 Tips from Writer’s Digest – Write what you feel. I’m totally digging this!

3) 7 Tips Everyone Can Use from Writer’s Digest – If a character isn’t flawed, why write? Right?

Oh, I’m getting excited already. Thank God it’s almost the weekend, I’m gonna camp in one corner of my favorite coffee shop and start daydreaming. πŸ˜€

Write away! πŸ™‚

Hope this helps. If you have articles to share, drop it in the comment box! Cheers!

Photo from Discover Cook Islands.

Making My Boring Work Day Productive

In preparation for my most awaited vacation leave a few weeks from now, I am training somebody to do my work while I’m away. But I’ve already provided her the step-by-step guide on how to survive as ‘me’ on a daily basis. So halfway through day, what have I accomplished? A new blog design!

How do you like it? Would like to read your comments. πŸ˜‰

Also, I have wept throughout the 2.5 minutes of The Fault in Our Stars trailer. This short clip shattered me, I wonder what the whole film would do to me. Who’s not excited?!

Cheers!

Five Things To Grab When Your House Caught Fire

How stupid of me! Got confused yesterday. Posted an entry for Jan 28 when it was the 29th already. Boooo. πŸ˜€Β 

I didn’t have time to look into the window. Yeah, I’m lazy like that. So, I’ll just skip that and proceed to the 30th. Today’s the 30th, right?

Five material things I’d surely grab if my house caught fire, what are they? Still following 365 Days of Writing Prompts.

1) Bag of personal documents.

Yes, my mom, sister and I have actually collected all documents (birth certificates, tax returns, diplomas, baptismal certificates, police clearance, passports, bank books) and put it in one bag and keep it under the television set. You’ll never know when disaster would strike so an easy-grab bag is really helpful. Saves you the hassle to get those documents again.

2) Pile of books and DVDs.

Last New Year’s, my cousin visited our place and she blurted out that our house looks like an office. You can see books lying around the corners. My shelf is already full with some (yes, some) of my books and DVD collections. It’s not gonna be a hard task to bring this one out. I invested money on these that’s why I have to save them.

3) My favorite pullover.

I bought this blue pullover at a Gap sale. It has an east-meets-west design and definitely one of my favorites!

4) My shoes!

I am very much particular with the shoes I buy. They all look similar because I only buy mid- to high-cut shoes. I don’t wear sneakers. So, yeah, my shoes are precious to me.

5) Laptop.

My mom uses it more than I do. So I believe she’d hug me if I save this one.

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But of course, I’d never want our house to burn down. But it’s always better to be ready than be sorry later. So I’d encourage y’all to do #1. πŸ™‚

Cheers!

Childhood Scars

So I’m following Daily Post and I stumble upon the 365 Writing Prompts which encourages you to write daily and gives you something to write about. And since I have a few surplus hours while sitting here in my office desk, why not spend it honing my writing skills? Might be able to come up with a thing or two about that novel I wanted to pursue along the way.

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Jan 28’s topic is about a childhood place you love that is destroyed. Instead of doing an ode to it, I’d rather do a memorial to my childhood in general. I didn’t have an easy, happy lifestyle growing up. I have a drunken father and a weeping mother. Nights are usually spent for resting to prepare for school the next day. But mine was restless. I usually got up in the morning with red eyes, tired from last night’s wailing.

I remember I was seven or eight when I usually sleep with a pillow covering my whole head. Not that I don’t want to breathe but I just don’t want my father to hear me crying. And I don’t want to hear him shatter our little pieces of furniture. We don’t have much, yet he had the strength to break them. I remember I was thirteen or fourteen when the school administrator of the high school I was attending as a freshman Β told me that I cannot carry on studying because of our outstanding tuition debts. I cannot go to any other public school because they won’t release my credentials. My parents cannot pay for my tuition because I have two sisters who are in college. So I waited a year for one of them to finish so they can get a job and pay for my studies.

I was fifteen or sixteen when my father finally got a decent job as a baker in one of the big hotels in Asia. He had to live home and just remit money every month so we can buy food on our table. I admit I am relieved more than anything else. Finally I found peace at home. No more sleepless nights. No more red eyes in the morning.

I am now twenty-three. I have already earned an undergraduate degree and now working in a global investment bank. I still live in the house where my father used to rattle every night. I still see the scars in the wall and the stains in the floor which always remind me of the rough childhood I had. I was afraid I’d grow up angry. I was afraid I’d toss back to the world all the sufferings I had endured. But with all the bad things that has happened, better things have come out of it.

To my childhood, thank you for making me strong. Thank you for teaching me how to look into the goodness of people.

I might’ve digressed too much. But I felt good writing it.Β 

Photo from Life as a Divorced Dad.