Midnight Thoughts 04: Silver Lining

Disclaimer: I m pretty sleepy already but I wanted to post something. Forgive me if there are grammar errrors. Might correct them tomorrow morning.

Another day ended and a new day unfolds. The past few days had been an emotional roller coaster ride and it drained me mentally. Work, for me, is no longer fun since Covid-19 happened. I missed being busy at this time of the year when I was supposed to be preparing for our company summer outing and team building. Instead, they were replaced by chaos and toxicity, I (almost) cannot take it anymore.

For me to get rid of the negativity, I choose to look forward to when all of this will end. I look forward to long drives with my friends, to birthday parties we have to celebrate, to company events we need to participate in, and to go home to my family at our hometown.

Also, what keeps me sane is to remain thankful for what I have right now as most people are now lacking resources and are being deprived of means to survive. Plus, I am still able to get by through the help of some people who are still appreciative in the midst of this pandemic.

Hmmm. There are so many things we really really really miss to do. All of this however, is temporary. I kept praying to God that He continuously help all of us to end this war.

I am praying for everyone’s health and safety wherever you are. You are included in my prayers.


How I Started To Love Writing


Let me share to you how I started to love writing. Ever since grade school, English has always been my favorite subject. I believe my mother influenced me to love it because as far as I can remember (well, based on my mom’s story), even before I started going to school, she made me read books already. She always makes sure that all that I have written are in perfect grammar, she corrects me if I pronounced words incorrectly, and she always sees to it that I can converse well in English.

But in all honesty, I did not love writing right away. We had this daily required journal or diary in grade school. I dreaded it so much that I repeat the same entry every single day: “Dear Diary, I woke up at 5:30 AM today. I took a bath then I wore my clothes. After that, I ate my breakfast and then brush my teeth…..and so on.” Basically a morning routine that I believe my teacher was so sick of reading, she can close her eyes while putting check marks on it. Hahaha, I wonder if she can still remember me.

Anyway, so how did I love writing? It started in high school – the teenage years. You know, the “teenage emotions” which fuel every decision you make in life – the choices that would make you who you are today. I started to keep a personal diary where I jot down entries of how my day went, my secrets, funny things that happened in school, frustrations, basically anything. Unbeknownst to me, my daily diary helped me to practice my writing skills (and improve it) which also made my grades in English pretty high.

The fuel that started the fire. I did not make a big deal out of writing until my 2nd year High School English teacher, Ms. Selfa Aventura, personally called my attention. (I do not know if she knows how grateful I am to her or if she still remembers me.) She did a one on one with me and told me, “I have read your essays in our exams. You are a really good writer. If you want to improve more or to write more, I encourage you to join the school paper.”

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