Tears That Turned Into Courage

  I mustered all the courage in me to write this. I didn't feel like sharing it or beg for anyone's pity. But I realized by sharing this, I am not only raising awareness but hopefully putting out a message out there where everyone can learn from. Women shouldn't be treated like this and men need to start standing up for what's right and do the right thing as well. 

We've heard different stories especially since quite recently different men and women have started to raise awareness on the #metoo campaign. Different stories that speak of how they were looked at or touched in an inappropriate and sexual way. It saddens me that this happens to different people. It happens to anyone at anytime, and everywhere. I have experienced this myself countless times. Just to give everyone a picture? Let me share some of those instances. 

To The Ambitious Ones and Over Achievers

   As your heart trembles and doubts, remember you are not alone. You get through the day, the week, the month, thankfully even the whole year. There are big hopes and dreams that fill your head but you never know if they'll ever actually be in your future. You strive to be the best and try to grow as much as you can. In your academics, extra-curricular activities, as well as the different roles you have in every aspect of your life. Do this, do that. Be this, be that. Despite the quiet whispers of the world, you try to be smart enough not to listen. But I guess you just have this feeling the only way you'll reach for the stars is by listening to those nonsense distractions.

Unsatisfying Love

[So I made this awhile back and I wasn't sure at first if I was going to share it but here it is. I enjoy writing but I know there are a lot of things to work on. These were just thoughts I put in to writing. It's always good to practice right?]

Love

this whole world is so consumed about the idea of love

Love

in a world full of wrong we crave it so much thinking it will make wrong right

Love

looking for the perfect soul 

Love 

why are humans so consumed about the idea of love in someone's arms? No wait, scratch that. Why is THIS GENERATION so absorbed with love at the completely wrong time?

Love

why do we drown ourselves in thoughts and emotions that are made up of nothing but the self-centered acts of countless people

Love

be cautious, fragile one

Love

 What's the rush? 

Know that there's a right time for everything and this is not the time

Love

if you only knew. 

If you only knew that the kind of love that died for you way back is enough

Love

if

You

Only 

Knew

Love 

I am saying this today with a dart in my heart knowing the neglectful minds of our youth  

Love

Okay, maybe we should be so consumed about love after all.  Not the self-absorbed kind of love that happens to fall in the completely wrong places of your life, 

but the sacrificial love no one can compare to. So maybe there is a perfect soul after all

Love

when will you realize? 

that

is 

enough

Love 

how beauiful it is when you're smart enough to focus on the only love that matters. 

The Day I Said Goodbye to Home School

In honor of the last month of school, I have decided to blog about my first year in regular school and mostly, what I have learned through this experience. 

If you must know, I have been home-schooled since birth. It was partially because my parents wanted to be the one to teach me and mold me instead of the teachers who will be with me most of my day. The other reason being, as I grew up I was very much involved with my ballet classes. Both my ballet mentor and parents encouraged me that it was best if I stayed home-schooled due to the two classes I was already attending. It was fine with me, and I did agree with the decision. But later on, I started to have this crave to be part of a regular school. I felt so left out, like an "outcast". I did have many friends because of different activities but it was different from having school friends. I complained a lot about having to do so much things. I kept thinking why I had to be so independent. At the same time, I also felt so dumb. I had no one to compare myself to so I always thought that my schooling was so behind.  I really felt different from the others.