Slam book

Do you remember how we used to love answering slam books and autographs when we were younger? Each person would have to answer three pages: about yourself, about love (my favorite), and dedication. I loved to answer particularly the second page, with questions like 'What is Love?' or 'Who is your Crush?' and the best …

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Me

I can't remember the last time I wrote something about myself. I'm not one who keeps track of everything that happens in my life, so my curriculum vitae remains incomplete, until maybe a dream job appears in front of me. I don't really like to write about me, because I like to write for other …

Vision

Last night, I had a very vivid dream. Vivid, in a sense that, I had to message the person involved in my dream first thing in the morning. In my dream, my college classmate and friend whom I will not name here had been posting suicidal tweets. My other classmates who were close friends with …

Passion

I just want to write something before I go to sleep. I've been going home on time (that's at 5pm) since yesterday, because I arrive in the office at 7-ish in the morning. That means I can ride the bus before rush hour so I still get to sit, and avoid the long lines in …

Stop

The past two months came like a whirlwind to me -- one minute I'm awaken by the sound of my alarm at 5:30am, next thing I know I'm lying on my bed at 12mn. Snooze, work, sleep. Repeat til fade. Weekends just slip through my fingers: my tired body yearns for more sleep, but Monday …

Crossroads

Earlier, while I was taking a bath, as I squeezed the shampoo from the bottle and onto my palm, I just blurted out "start over again, start over again," out of nowhere; an excerpt from the song "Much Has Been Said" by Bamboo. Then thoughts poured in as I put shampoo on my hair and …