Braveheart.

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I am amazed at people who, still stand in both feet despite the world destroying their enigma, their strategy, comfort, peace of mind, ease, temperance, self-control.

I admire people who know how to stand up when the fight comes, who know how to stay back when the superior is dark and gruesome,

Those who know how to draw boundaries

They are the best kind of people

Be someone who always matters the most to people who especially need it

If you want to give, do so with no conivance

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so what ive worked 1 year six mos in sales

talked to alotta people

merged time around idiots

spent time chatting away with prudy wannabes

people whom never understood the pain i had inside

the pain i always carried

but nevermind

sales, i will miss you

i cannot believe the times i saturated alone

all the other agents from other developers ive basically encountered

that moments ive suicided inside a public smoking lounge and gave out flyers while chinese people smoked out

that time nobody knew me or

i felt like a dead zombie

waiting to be saved

by no one

im proud of my 1 year 6 months

i have resigned

october 13 2018 sure na sure na

sana lord kaw na bahala

ok naman ako

masakit lang yung marami kang sakit sa loob

tapos mediyo grabe ka mag mahal

kaya parati nasasaktan

pero wala naman

nagmamahal sayo

kaya ayaw na drama

sikap at tiyaga

Bullying

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All my life I have been a silent child, up to responsible sensible young adult who can drive at seventeen to a sweet rebel teenager who can stand up and fight for herself

I can handle people throwing shade at me as I know how to fight back and scream in silence but what I cannot most tolerate are the treatment my parents have shown since birth

All they do is complain they spent a million on my studies, a million on my operation, which by the way was so critical looking back I wished God whomever He is took me already

To cut it short, someday I know I can tell with bright fiery eyes and gleam how I was raised in an abusive household. Up to now that I am a working twenty something, I left all my so called friends who have decent parents and travel and have a social life.

My heart burns with hatred but nobody should judge that. Everytime I go home my mom manages to say something unkind, or just last night my dad told me, if my attitude stays the same, then nobody will come near me.

It was hurtful how he delivered it. I was simply listening at my earphones music blasting that I had nonchalantly closed the door. It was barely loud but I guess the crickets were banging that it was apparently audible.

In my heart I have humbled a sense not to cry anymore over nonsense things. But it shookt me that he really is a patriarch old man who cannot modernize his ways, who always treat others better, who cannot accept girls in the family.

I am the first born and only girl

Many times some dear people told me not to be self pity to myself, but other times you simply cannot help it

Being emo, being so hard on yourself to the point your current boss tells you be happy and not be emo

So anyway point is Im growing up

I wish to finally break the curse of the rebellious teenage angst me and live a life of my own alone. Financially capable and knows how the world works.

Thank you for reading.

If ever you do.

Happy October.

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being the first born in the family of four and the eldest of three brothers, i found it quite difficult to navigate society and make sense of the political era before me. family was a question of trust and obedience. i remember in college i often go to our resident psychologist to speak my mind off. shut between worlds i only found my safe identity inside the school. dorming was a blessing and joy to someone so young and fragile, lost and meaningless. it was during third year, junior year that i made sense about academics when core subjects kicked in. i will never ever forget the times i had to edit videos for class during freshman and sophomore year, the time they had a paintball stand inside the school facility and i chickened out joining. the time i joined cads twice and got rejected. the time i got accepted to blue symphony. i passed their test or whatever. i will never forget the times i had to wait long by the waiting shed, as the clouds turn grey and my 9pm classes of crime fic was doubtful and dreary

or that time i gave my all in everything but only get a D in Math 19 or a D in Accounting10, or failing Accounting 30 or whatever that subject is next to the first Accounting subject.

i miss college so much i went there last may to get a breather.

i was badly wounded somebody blocked me just for saying good bye

i went then to our school to find refuge

best thing ever

i miss you bad ateneo

please come home for me

xoxo

sherr

grind

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so far i love ortigas

nevermind the manager

or the teammates

or the redundancy of manning

i was self made

for sales

it comes a matter of time

before

i wont ever be paasa na

sa mga akala mo maclose na

petiks lang pala

parang ayala lang

hello tears

nasan ka na

parang nawalan ka na nang

puso

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its gonna get better

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hope this blog flourish

sana lang

may mag like pa

patunay at patibay na

kaya ko,pa manulat

kasi hindi naman parin ako writer

sa dami ng inapplayan ko

para di ako dito sa pinas

sana mag kaanak nalang ako

mawala ganon

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Jammed.

Often I feel destined to play an exciting gig or instrument

Only to fulfill the novel idea of me as a gangster rockista full of wit and clamor

I used to read stories about a girl finding her own way with the world

Playing drums , pulsing to the beat of her heart .

Then again, fiction and reality collide to remind us how life is worth keeping

One only needs to see the truth in the right eyes , long live the past for the present and future are both here.

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