My Go-to Places Before I Wrap a Day.
Wrapping a day is somehow a delightful moment for me as I finally meet my pillow after a whole day of work, and lastly, taking the most awaited part of the day, the moment I lay my eyes and take a rest. Therefore, some problems block me from taking a rest. I have insomnia and taking a sleep even though my bed and eyes are already calling me is somehow hard for me just because I can't. I have had this since I started to take nights as my mornings and my mornings as my nights because of school work that made me stay that late. Thus, I think another factor is my body clock. That specific frame time is what my body used to take a rest so I think my body is already set to shut down to such. On the other hand, there are some go-to places that I use until I get sleepy.
The last sentence might get confusing to you but what I meant for it was applications that I usually use before I sleep. There are some applications that I use alternately just to get sleepy. First on the list is Facebook. Facebook is one of the most toxic applications because of what environment it used to have because of its users' characters, yet I still use its "Watch" feature where I get to watch videos that I usually use to get my appetite to sleep. Never mind the Feed, I usually get stress from that section so as much as possible, I was just ignoring and skipping it and proceeding to my purpose. What I usually watch from that section are the videos that I am interested in the most; gaming-related clips that my favorite streamers and content creators uploaded, which may it be recently or old.
My next-time stop is the TikTok. It is a video-filled app that has a lot of content creators and even artists. But, what makes me more interested in it is the knowledge I get from it. The usual videos that I lasted watching are the lesson-filled ones. Cooking videos are one of them because some creators usually upload steps for cooking specific foods and rating some foods they get to eat. Some gamers also upload their gameplays on the application which also catches me because I am also one of their kind. Funny vines also make me laugh every time I find it funny. On the other hand, aside from I used to go there whenever I find my appetite to sleep, it is also my place whenever I feel something that makes me sad. I don't know what makes me feel that but I am aware of how it helps sometimes.
Instagram is also on the list. Scrolling down for the photos of my favorite Filipino and Korean stars and friends makes me entertained sometimes. I know it is a kind of compliment to my goal which is to get my appetite to sleep but it helps sometimes. There are times that my eyes get close while scrolling on the feed but I didn't get rid of it and just go with whatever I feel because of how hard I get my appetite to sleep every dawn. It helps sometimes so I keep trying my best to find what I am finding.
After all, it is all about getting rid of thinking about what I thought during the whole day of working. I just set my mind that whenever I finally finished something and was ready to call it a day, there should be no other thing in my mind but my only goal which is to find my appetite to sleep. All thanks for those applications that help me; that eventually, also become my go-to places before I wrap my day, and finally, taking the thing my body needs and deserves to have before fighting for another day tomorrow.
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A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-most-stressful-yet-challenging-term-of-the-second-semester-850548af
The Vacation is Already in Front of Me. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-vacation-is-already-in-front-of-me-fb444946
Why Can’t I Entertain Someone? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/why-cant-i-entertain-someone-ed054760
What Are The Things You Are Up To When It Rains? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/what-are-the-things-you-are-up-to-when-it-rains-ec8d5bdd
What Are The Things You Are Up To When It Rains?
Rain is such a mood sometimes. Some people, especially those who are getting mad when it is raining often, the farmers; are get mad because they want to have their crops a balanced serving of sunlight and rain as how they want to have their children the food they keep hard working for. Some kids, especially those who can get outside and enjoy the cold breeze and drops of the rain because their parents allowed them. It is happy to see such kids playing in the rain, laughing; playing in the water from the rain. But, a sad moment for those kids who don't get able to go outside because they have parents that are strict and don't want their kids touched by any dirt. As for the elders, they treat the rain as their best time to remember the moments they have been cherishing and keeping most of the time. These are some moments I experienced and seen in my life and have been the factors why I see rain as a good thing. How about you, how does rain affect you?
What are the things are you up to when it is raining? Well, I am up for a bowl of soup or even more because sipping hot soup when raining is giving me butterflies. Who doesn't want soup, anyway? I am up for preparing the things we need when it is raining. How ready are you when the news said there will be a coming storm in the vicinity of your area? Are you the one who thinks immediately after hearing that news? Or the one who just treats the rain as nothing? Maybe, we are in the center. We see rain as nothing but rain. All my life, there are no strong typhoons but the two typhoons that crippled us in 2019 and 2017. Those were the times we were still at our house and my father was still alive. Those were indeed good days as whenever rain comes, there was always soup on our table. Also, I didn't see rain before like how I see rain today. I only see some playmates before that were playing along with the gust of the rain, but it changed as years go by. Rain somehow becomes the rest day of the world nowadays. Do you observe the same thing? That, sometimes, rain makes the world move slower than how fast it develops. Sometimes, it becomes the way for most people to rest because they are maximizing the sunny days. They believe that sunny days are working days, but little they didn't know, that rain must want us to recognize something.
Maybe, just a simple thought of mine that I recognized after I watched some episodes of other lives in the form of films; rain might tell us to slower ourselves from pressure. Have you reflected on yourself these days? Have you recognized that as the days go by, the harder our lives get? Or am I just the one who gets it because I am about to enter my adult life? But, no matter how hard life gets, may we remember to be like the rain; no matter how big the amount of water that gets into us or fast the process of filling up the water into us takes, may we remember to rain down our emotions like how the rain serves us the water it takes to gather.
This is some reflection I took these past few days. I am already feeling myself in my adult life. Actually, it started back when my father died. I am the one who stands up as a father to my siblings. Though I can't fully support them financially because I am still studying, I am still making my best to make money as much as I could. They are giving me the water that fills me up sometimes but they are also the ones who help me to rain it down. Neither of us was perfectly born, yet we are here to make the best life we could ever dream of. May we remember to rain down the emotions that we gathered from our silent battles and find someone who can help us to rain them down faster.
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You can read my previous articles here:
A Day With my Future Professionals. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-day-with-my-future-professionals-edd2c9d6
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-most-stressful-yet-challenging-term-of-the-second-semester-850548af
The Vacation is Already in Front of Me. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-vacation-is-already-in-front-of-me-fb444946
Why Can’t I Entertain Someone? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/why-cant-i-entertain-someone-ed054760
Why Can’t I Entertain Someone?
It’s vacation time again and I have no academic tasks to bear but myself and my family. Yeah, I know, family is the usual word that my readers could often read in my articles, but why not? I mean, I have no choice but to deal with it because they are my focus of attention, especially now that I and my mother are the ones who are only providing and budgeting for the needs of the family. It is quite hard for me because I am just starting to get into the adulting phase but I already got the main purpose of being the first-born child when I was a little. I grew up with a family-oriented clan. We are so close to each other that even small things like the things that others are don’t usually talking about are the usual thing on the table. My childhood is kind of my silent time because I was just a kid that goes with the flow and whenever what thing is served at the table, I will just eat it and follow it. Therefore, I am grateful that my parents are not like the parents I have seen on television. They didn’t force me into the things I don’t want to be in and they know how to confront my wrong moves.
Apparently, when things grow up and age, there were sudden barriers that make life hard. Nonetheless, let us go to the main reason why I still don’t have someone to pursue until now. Actually, the proper description for that should be; why don’t I pursue someone I love? There is someone that I loved before but after all, family is what I chose for my attention. It is still kind of fresh to me right now because I have to know what my priority was. I can’t pursue those things simultaneously because of what condition in my family is happening right now. It’s not my family who chose this decision for me but myself because I think I am still young and fresh for this, after all. Though it still hits me every time there is something that makes me remind of her, I couldn’t push myself toward such things because there are things that need me more.
I already proposed it to my mother. The perfect time I can pursue someone is when I finally got a stable job that I can finally support her and my family at the same time. I can’t let go of my family over things such as this. Especially now, that I am leaving in my teenage years soon. I will be the one who will take care of my family so we don’t have to experience what we are experiencing right now. That’s what I mentioned in my past relationship too. I admitted that I am still weak to support myself to pursue such things because my mother is still the one who gives me money. Thus, I don’t want to still ask for my mother’s help whenever I want to give something to someone. That principle is what my parents also taught me. They are my inspiration in every move I make. Yet, their life lessons are what guide me to have better decisions in most situations and such things.
Maybe, sooner or later, or when fate finally pushes me to pursue such a thing I will finally bite the bait, but with the guidance of their advice. For now, I am still waiting for the right time. I will focus my attention on my mother who needs my help more on financial matters. Adulting is already in my head right now, and we are all heading the same way. We are not aging backward so we can’t avoid whatever the fate destined us to face. There are many things that we need to focus on right now but I will not close myself to the chances I know I was destined for.
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You can read my previous articles here:
A Day With my Future Professionals. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-day-with-my-future-professionals-edd2c9d6
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-most-stressful-yet-challenging-term-of-the-second-semester-850548af
The Vacation is Already in Front of Me. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-vacation-is-already-in-front-of-me-fb444946
A Day With my Future Professionals.
It feels new to be in this after a few fights I have been battled to. I can’t remember when was the last time I went outside with my friends because of the activities I was stressed with my academic life these past few months. Actually, I was wrong with what I said earlier that I was stressed about my academic life these past few months because I was already stressed since my college journey started. On the other, it was fun. I found it still fun because I could still feel excited about what would be the next thing we would do in this course. Anyway, for those who don’t know what course I am taking right now, it is education. I want to be a teacher soon. In the next years, I can finally achieve that dream. With the perseverance I hold, I believe in myself I can and will do that.
Just three days ago, I finally got my vacation. I was overjoyed after I submitted the last and most complicated activity I have ever done in my college life. After all, I was all done. I am now waiting for my professors to release our grades and finally know if I will still be on the list of scholars. On the other hand, I am not thinking about that for now. I am thinking to do the things I neglect to do before because I focused on much more important things. Those things I am referring to are my time in drawing, my inclination for movies and dramas, and practicing the music skills that I have neglected due to my academic tasks. Those are some things I am planning to do this vacation but on the top of the list, there is something I want to focus more on because it is the most impossible one to insert into my schedule whenever I come back to studying—it is to make time with my friends.
I would say it is hard to make a schedule for it because we, in the circle I created since my junior high school days, are enrolled in different schools. I am used to this since I went to senior high school. I was the one on the strand I chose because they chose the different strands which I hate the most. I chose a social-related course—that I prefer the most than the science and math one—because it is my weakness. Yet, I didn’t feel anything wrong because, at the end of our very days, we were still the ones who are together. We used to be together every time our school time ends. We walked together and eat together at the clock tower wherein we used to talk about the things that happened to us every day. Not until we entered college and met this pandemic; we did separate our ways and chose different courses that are vital points to have and get those dreams we invested in. Some chose the engineering path; some are put their fate in the medical path; some are invested themselves in food technology; some are believers in the advancement of technology so they chose the Information Technology; one has continued his path for creating films so he chose the path to become a director; I chose the root profession of all profession, I chose to become a teacher.
It was fun to meet my future professionals again. We look smart, brave, and fun here. I missed the things we used to do before. I missed the times when we look at each other first before we buy and go to the cashier because money is still a thing for us. But now the accumulating money is much easier, and making time with our friends is much easier than before. It is just the time that makes us unavailable sometimes. From this day forward, I won’t let myself go out of the frame every time we meet. I won’t let myself go without having at least a hug from anyone for you. I invested many memories and time with every one of you and I already tested myself with you in the difficult times so I know who I could go to if I have problems. I hope for more pictures like these but what I am excited to have the most is our picture wearing the uniform of the profession we chose to be in. Your future teacher is always here, waiting for more invitations. Let us enjoy our vacation.
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You can read my previous articles here:
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-most-stressful-yet-challenging-term-of-the-second-semester-850548af
The Vacation is Already in Front of Me. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-vacation-is-already-in-front-of-me-fb444946
The Vacation is Already in Front of Me.
It’s been safe hours again. It is time for moments like these again. I have been missing saying emotions like this. It is because it’s been a long time since I held these feelings. I actually don’t know how to feel about these things already because my main concern right now is my final activity. I set aside my emotions just to survive the past two months. It’s going well, to be honest. I am holding to the idea that whenever 8 pm comes in, I must not trust my feelings. It is actually fun because I felt relieved at some points. I learned something that I took as a personal concern and could be taught as well to others, but I think I must keep it because of how diverse we are. The feelings I am feeling might not the same as what you are feeling.
Aside from those things, I am grateful and overjoyed to say that I already finished the second semester. We just finished the last activity yesterday, which was a group activity yet the most complicated among my last activities. It was a big relief to me as I finally met the verge of this academic year. You know, it was a long journey, I would say. The things that happened this academic year to me were somehow blessing in disguise because I learned something that I didn’t imagine I will learn at that moment—an indeed unexpected experience. What has happened to me between the president was a lesson to me as I learned to enjoy my life more privately. She was the opposite of me that I would say I will never want to meet again. Some people could say that I might low of soft to feel the feelings I felt about what she dealt with us, but they were never right because they never experienced being betrayed and lied to. Nevertheless, I am still their vice president, but I already retired from it before the second semester started. It was another lesson for me that I can’t handle such a position because I don’t have the power to urge people with their concerns. Maybe, that was because I am too scared of them but it was a personal matter I could say.
Anyway, my vacation already started. I already packed things that I missed to experience. I already messaged some colleagues and planned to meet them even though their classes haven’t ended yet. They already agreed on the plan so my hopes are enormous as of now. I am also planning the things I want to achieve this vacation but some of them are still blurry. But the thing that I am sure of right now is my journey on this site. I have no academic agendas this vacation—or if there might be, I think those were the enrollment for the next academic year—so I will put my energy and days here on this site and will grind writing. I don’t remember very well if I said that writing is not really my forte but I came up with the idea again that you will become fond of the things you usually do, and eventually love it. I love writing, especially here. If there is a place that I would take as a safe place, there is nothing I could say but “there.” And that “there” is nobody but the site that is my go-to.
Watching Korean drama suddenly became a thing as well to me. There is a series that I am watching before I go to bed that I relate to so much and even made me cry in the middle of the night. I will share my experiences with that drama soon but there will be another article for that. I guess these are all for now. I hope for more good days for us, especially for the students like me as well that still haven’t gotten their vacation yet. With all our strength, perseverance, and hopes, we will pass all the burdens and challenges we have.
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You can read my previous articles here:
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-most-stressful-yet-challenging-term-of-the-second-semester-850548af
The Most Stressful Yet Challenging Term of the Second Semester.
The title speaks all about the content of this article, should I continue to tell the story? Kidding aside, the draining phase is already waiving at me right now. Therefore, I can’t go with it because I still have many activities to finish and most of them are from the major-like subject that gives me so much stress, Physical Education. Only the dancers are the ones who like and enjoy doing activities on this subject. I just can’t bear the activities that I didn’t use and feel doing like swinging my hips. Thus, I just think that I need to chase the mark that I got last semester. It is so frustrating to see number 2 on my digital record of grades. I could accept the idea of Mathematics giving me the same mark but I can’t move on that all of us, literally all the people in our block have the same grade. What is more confusing and frustrating is the fact that our professor in that subject met us only four times and gave us only 2 activities with 2 modules to digest on and there were no more than those. Sadly, he didn’t consider even the promise he made with us wherein he said; the last activity he gave to us will go to add to our grade for the second semester yet, proving that promises are meant to be broken.
That story is already in my chest of forgotten things but still, every time someone or something makes me remember it, I eventually recall the memory that experience gave me. On the other hand, the professor who went to us this time is the opposite of what professor we have last semester. He loves to give us exercises and videos that he quoted; to enrich something for us that those videos meant to enrich us. I know I am just ranting about nothing here but Physical Education didn’t want me even before—that is why this is how I hate that subject.
Moreover, there are still more other subjects that block my dream to finally take my break. There is still SED that we need to accomplish as a group because it is a group activity that is research-like wherein we are instructed to make an hour schedule imagining we are already real and licensed teachers. Therefore, as of now, we still have examinations to take aside from the remaining activities, but, as far as I remember we only have two examinations left compared to five more remaining tasks. It is so draining, to be honest. But, the thing that I am focusing on right now is the fact that the vacation is already waiving at us. I can already see the verge of this school year and finally, the start of our vacation. Still fighting.
I am doing drawings to quench my thirst for me-time. Who doesn’t want to have time for himself? I mean, drawing portraits become somehow my coping mechanism every time I feel drained or exhausted, yet I have no time to be exhausted because there are still many activities waiting for me. As of now, I dedicate my time and energy to finishing my remaining activities. I can still play my games though, but it is only when I am going to bed that and become my sleeping pill. I am just passing my rants through this article because my friends are also busy and I also hear nothing else but rants from them. I can’t blame them for feeling those emotions because they are exhausted too. Hence, may we get high scores and get the grades we dreamt to get before we enter this semester.
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You can read my previous articles here:
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
The Town Feels Like What It Felt Before. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/the-town-feels-like-what-it-felt-before-8bd328b6
The Town Feels Like What It Felt Before.
Have you been to the town earlier? I mean, not the town that is near to my home but the respective town that is near to you? I just recognize how the people are getting back those experiences they used to experience before the pandemic came wherein people are going outside without thinking about wearing face masks and a pandemic to be afraid of. Thus, the observational situation is silently returning from its old form that people—if you could observe in malls or even supermarkets—could roam freely even though with their children, if they want to. This observation may not be like what you have observed in your town but I could say that this simply illustrates the current situation in our environment that the used-to-feel environment we have before is bringing into reality again.
How we were before? Just a small talk about what I am before; I am a roamer after my school time. I used to walk with my friends because having someone to walk with is such a fun thing to do after a whole day of studying. It is better to have someone to talk with about the struggle you have been through in a day. I am grateful to have friends that are also commuting homeward because if their houses are just walk-ins, I will just probably be the one who will commute to get home. Aside from having someone to walk with after classes, the number of people itself is the one I am pointing out in this article. In the early season of the pandemic, people were afraid to go outside their houses, and going outside give us much pressure and thought that we might get the virus if we try to. On the other hand, though some cases are sprouting again in our town, we can’t deny that the place is finally returning to its form. Though it is still an assumption because in the first place we don’t know what happens and what would be the best cure for it but at least we tried to get rid of it and still, survive.
Until now, I am still in the phase of thinking that this thing happening in our land is might not a real thing actually, but I believe at the same time in the idea that all of these are happening for a reason that we are all come to challenge in many aspects. Moreover, I am somehow grateful for where I am right now. The things that happened in the recent moments strengthened me to be who I am today; fighting and trying my best to give what is the real “best.”
Alongside what I observed in the town earlier is the person that I always thought about every time I go to town. I don’t know what are the things she is up to now, but I am sure of one thing until now—she still remembers me. Two years wasn’t that long. It has been almost three years since we had our last lunch together. I have been silent about this for months now. We have been talked last year and that was the moment that we tried again, and I think that was the last moment for now. I have felt less doubled than I gave so I am recovering what I have missed for myself. The words that I receive and the feelings I got were already in another story but I have to mention it for the sake of the mark she forgot to say sorry. Thus, I hope that the day we are thriving with is the same day that we were trying to hold another day for us; wherein we will wait for each other’s time to take our lunch and talk about the things we used to be excited about. I want to still go further about this, but this is all for now. I will go for another story wherein I confess the further story and cast my emotions. But for now, may we hold the idea of the better days we dreamt to have. Hoping for the betterment of the town that I used to roam before.
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When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
A Game Changer Called Art. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-game-changer-called-art-91cf4ec4
A Game Changer Called Art.
The week that is currently raging is one of the most stressful weeks in my college life so far. We are currently doing our activities under the final term of the second semester which gives me also a huge amount of stress because aside from the fact that we have received many activities, those activities are also tough and complicated for me. Therefore, instead of making more rants about it, I just managed my time and think for days that I must schedule myself for doing those activities. Yet, I have no other reaction right now but just to sigh and just sigh it all. Thankfully, I have such a talent for controlling my hand to create wonderful masterpieces such as drawing and painting. I could free myself from academic activities and some quality time with myself to explore further what I can improve in making drawings.
Thus, since we have an activity that instructs us to create a classroom filled with modules, assessments, enrichment tasks, and examinations, I have decided to choose art as my topic. Our classroom must have 3 modules—that must be originally made—and each module has different quizzes and assessments inside. In module 1, I chose to introduce the Visual Arts—which has been my topic since I was in junior school because we used to teach that lesson in our juniors. In module 2, I decided to introduce the other type of art that has been also called modern art; digital art. In the last module, that was where I inserted all. Aside from it being the last module, I need to do, I also thought that it can be my way to introduce how the art in my country is going and how it affects the artist.
Moreover, it is my chance to use my artwork to explain it further because I can relate to the topic I chose. Arts have a big part in the heart of Filipinos, especially the Filipino students, who use arts to get an extra allowance that can help them to survive their needs in school. The money they get from doing commission might not be a stable source of income and not as big as everyone thinks, yet, it is enough to minimize their talent and buy some things they need for school. Hence, Filipino artists nowadays are already building themselves on social media which has been becoming their way to post, share, and communicate with their clients to make money. We can’t deny how art could help young Filipino artists as it is also becoming their way to move forward in life.
My school life wouldn't be as colorful as how it is today if there was no art in my life. As to how I introduced it, art becomes my way to make money by making commissioned portraits. I just learned this way and became inspired by my senior visual artist’s story. He shared with us how making commissioned portraits and accepting mural painting helped him to crawl up from financial challenges. He admitted that they became short due to financial problems they faced but he used his talent to learn further himself and make money to help his family. He is truly an inspiration to me so I tried what he did and I accomplished what I imagined wanted to have. The projects are not consistent coming but I earned enough money to start buying things I need. Long story short, without the chance to improve, I might not like what I am right now. All thanks to our creator for giving me such talents that I am using to improve and be better. May more artworks come.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
My Vision for the Next 6 Years. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-vision-for-the-next-6-years-4663d9d3
My Vision for the Next 6 Years.
A new beginning—as to how some people describe the recent battle that made this land divide as we cast our responsibility for it. This might be the verge for some people, especially for those who have lost the fight and struggled in the recent race. But for some, especially for those who have won and finally got their hoping win; this might be the start of their journey to be the one whose responsibility is to take care of its jurisdiction—the biggest responsibility that a leader must take into account for his land.
I’m not fond of these. I am not fond of talking about such things that I know could deal me enormous tasks to think if I get along myself to it. Thus, I am not careless about it; I still care because it is also for me and my family. I still care but the least of my concern is to give what is the least I can give, yet the helpful one. I am not the type of person who talks a lot about a specific task—if I know I am involved in such things, I will move immediately as much as I could just to finish it and leave after I did my thing. Yet, with that being said, my future is my main concern in the next years because my future dictates the future of my family, including my mom and my siblings. I promised my mom that I will finish college and will get that degree to have a stable job to secure our future. And, that journey is yet to be fulfilled after approximately 4 years. The course I get is education. So, teaching will be my profession after I graduated from my course. And, the stand of a teacher in our country right now is somehow improved than the last 7 years, yet, still, our teachers demand higher pay because after all, their work is being doubled. These were proven by my aunt, who is a teacher for more than 10 years and has experienced the different administrations that have different eyes about the education in our country. After she knew that I enrolled in an education course, she instantly warned me about what I am entering. We talked about a few but she gave me a lot of good luck that could benefit me along this challenging journey.
I am not sure of such a thing. Yet, I will make ways to be a better version of myself in the next 6 challenging years. I promise I will be more productive than I am today. Though procrastination visits me sometimes, yet, the improvement is can be traced through how my growth was for the past months. As the months go by, I will still believe the saying that goes: Be more of a doer, not a thinker; it is better to start than to think when to start and do nothing about it. I learned that it is not the inspiration that makes a person live but the food and his or her goals to achieve. There is no impossible if we start our way to make it happen.
After all, I am still me. Changes might not be clear as of now but I am sure of some things; I am still a writer on this site; I am still the planner and achiever I used to be; I am still the artist that I dreamed to be about before; I am still the kid who is used to appreciate her mother—I am still those kinds no matter what. The only things I am not sure about other than my life are my future and my career. Other than those matters, whose career is now secured? Maybe those who have money and have no problems at financial? I, personally, even don’t know. But may we have better years ahead. May the people who promised us will use their power for the betterment and not for the destruction and division, we fear to happen. For the kids who were destined for me to be my students, see you after some year. As for now, I will pave my way first and try my luck on things I feared to enter before—chances, may you come to my side.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
Our Mother's Day Celebration https://read.cash/@Maestro02/our-mothers-day-celebration-8e1fb3ad
Our Mother's Day Celebration
My mom is probably one of the most emotional people I have ever known. She is sometimes overreacting to some things that I think are unnecessary to do and happen if we think of that. She is one of the people who has the loudest voice that you can hear her shout from the gate of our family compound and will be the way for you to come back to our house. She is one of the whisperers when she heard something she disagrees with the most because she loves to show her reactions to things, but only for us—to her closest ones. These characteristics don’t make her a less person and mother to us. These characteristics didn’t even affect us to inspire us to be who we are today because no matter how loud, emotional, happy, overreacting, or whisper we hear and see from her, we will acknowledge her every time and everywhere as the best person in the world—and as our mom.
Her admitted self once said: I didn’t have the height—I grew short—maybe, that was the reason why I am belittling like this. I didn’t believe in those persons who said such things. They are just wasting their saliva because our mother has us; to help and protect her—like how she protect us when we were just a kid; who doesn’t know anything but to call her name. Like what I have mentioned in my last article: A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day, I am always planning something to give to my mom every time this Mother’s Day comes. I do appreciate her every moment I am with her but a special event for them like this should not be forgotten. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
May 8, Mother’s Day; is the day to execute what I have planned for her. It went rough actually as I slipped it into my mouth that I have something to give her during our afternoon meal. She just smiled but after that moment, she started to talk emotionally. I didn’t ride her emotion because I don’t want her to be sad—because it is not her day yet. I first went to church in the morning and then prayed for us to have a safe and blessed day to spend. In the afternoon, we had something to argue with. Our youngest sister didn’t already wake up yet because of the weather—it was hot at that moment that even my youngest sister motivates to sleep further. Therefore, after some moments had passed, we finally started to execute our plan. I asked the youngest one—who is the favorite one—what restaurant she wants to eat at. She was barely shy to speak but then she pointed out the red bee she suddenly saw in the town—the Jollibee. The money I used to spend on this plan was from the BCH I accumulated since this month started. Without further ado, I started to order our choices at the counter.
She might look sad here but I promise to anyone who is reading this that her happiness is unexplainable as of that moment—as per her. She whispered; am I that old to look like that? But at the end of that very day, we enjoyed our moment together—the moment we do not usually do because of our hectic schedule—especially mine—but the family bonding we finally did again because of such a Holliday is a memory that reminds me of how we were when my father is still with us.
I am sure that this is the grandest I could give so far because I am still paving my way to get a career and have a stable job and yet, have money to spend but I promise that as the years go by, you would experience being spoiled because that was we promised when we were still a kid who knows nothing but to love and appreciate everyone—as what you taught us we should do. Happy Mother’s Day.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
How was Your Holy Week? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-was-your-holy-week-fded4c27
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-plan-for-her-special-day-the-mothers-day-abd8a469
A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day
I didn’t realize that Mother’s Day will be coming soon on our calendars—if, without my friend’s notice about that matter, I might forget it completely and just be shocked that mother’s day has eventually passed. Hence, I am planning to give something special to my mother on that day. Just like me, she is also not fond of material things—or should I say, she is not a materialistic person, and times she requests things she wants is once in a blue moon to happen; most of the time, the thing she requests was still for the family and not for herself. That’s how I describe my mother in spending money.
To be honest, every Mother’s Day, I really want to have a gift for my mother because I treasure that special day of them. Since when I was a child, I remember, I always picked up some flowers in our school every Mother’s Day because our teachers let us have some flowers in our garden so that we have something to give our parents, that’s how they tolerate us to love our parents and appreciate them. I always partner the flowers with handwritten letters or drawing before, but the wind changed its direction as my journey in high school started. Due to the lack of money and the urge of having printed modules to pay before, I always ask for an extra allowance and even though she always gives me an extra allowance, I still have no money left out from me at the end of the day because of the fare for every ride. The cycle goes around every day until I used to it. It’s not that hard actually, I can still eat my snacks normally, but my goal to accumulate for some things or events I want to spend at was always going to nothing because of those barriers. Hence, since I can’t give her the things I want her to have, I give her kisses and hugs instead and it makes her still happy at the end of the day. That’s how simple my mother was. She might be the most dramatic person you could ever meet for every special event and even in everyday life, but she is the best person for me.
This upcoming Mother’s Day, since I have money now in my pocket, I will give her the things I know she will be happier with—food and bonding with us. I believe in those things, we could spend our time together eating and have some chit-chats that I don’t usually do with them because I am always in my room. I will buy her the food she missed so much and ask them indirectly through my style of asking her. I still don’t know what things I would buy on that day because I am still accumulating for this thing to make happen but I am sure, whatever, how many, how much, or how big or small the thing I will present to her on that day, I won’t fail myself to have her smile—that’s is my goal to see and have on that day.
She is not just a mother to us, she is also our father since our father left us. She might be the loudest one when one of her kids is missing from her eyes, yet she is still the softest when she sees us happy doing the things that make us happy and living. A simple appreciation for a wonderful superhero of my life. Let us see what would I buy with the money I will accumulate until that special day. For now, I will focus on more important things like appreciating her every day and striving for my dreams. Dreams and plans are already on my hand, the must-thing to do is to work for them and make them happen.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
How was Your Holy Week? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-was-your-holy-week-fded4c27
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
How I Spent My Time During the Academic Break. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-i-spent-my-time-during-the-academic-break-45134781
How I Spent My Time During the Academic Break.
On the day that the university page—the Central Luzon State University page—announced that finally, we would get our academic break to ease some stress—and actually, during the academic break, they launched mental health activities such as online concert-like webinars that some local artist performed and shared their talent that the university has also planned—but instead of joining such activities, I decided to do the things I cannot do during school works days such as writing articles—that I could say I missed a lot because of how busy I was on doing other paper works, so instead of writing something and shared them here, I just used my time to write more important things that my grades are the prize. Drawing and creating arts, and being with friends are also the things I missed that I made happen this academic break and I could say that I enjoyed and used the academic break more efficiently this time.
The first thing I did after I knew that something like this would happen this week was that I managed my time immediately, chatted with the friends I missed so much, and scheduled a day with them. On Monday, I used to not do the remaining tasks I left out because vacation was the only thing that comes first to my mind. Yet, I still managed to write and even publish an article on that day. The following days were the best; I made to create an art piece. I may not finish the whole art but progress is much more important to me—if there will be no progress, there will be no fruit. After some days of preparing and managing my time, we finally met each other again.
There are no such words that can describe how I feel to be with them again. I missed them so much. There were so many things that happened before we met together in a place actually. The girl on the left side didn’t actually have a plan to go with us because she also had a schedule with her other friends. Therefore, destiny made a way for us to have some time together. After some time, we spent on the main reason for our trip, we finally set ourselves and bought something to eat at the newly opened park in the city. Arguably, it is the best place to be in if you are finding a place to rest your feet after some long walk. The wind above and the grass below our feet soothed us and felt that we deserve what we have today. In the past days that we used to face the activities, our professors assigned us to do, we have no time to meet for even some seconds because of how busy we were. We, especially I, experienced many breakdowns these past few weeks; I have no one to talk with, only the computer that I use face every day. But finally, before we are going to fight another hard battle again, we at least have some time to break from some burdens. My heart was filled with joy at that moment. It might not that obvious with my physical appearance but the actual feelings were beyond words and indescribable.
The week after this academic week will be going on a tough road, for real. We have so many examinations to take, many activities that are left behind for some days of break, and many tasks will going to land again on our Google Classroom but I may say, I am ready to do and face those matters again. It’s not that hard for me to face those actually; I already used myself with that since this journey started. The only thing that makes these hard is the proof that I am a human—I am living after all. Thank the creator for that. This week might be as tough as I imagined but here is the dreamer again, ready to seek his dreams and ready to fly using his creative and imaginary wings that made him here and start the journey that was only a dream before.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
How was Your Holy Week? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-was-your-holy-week-fded4c27
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
Words That Used to be Hidden. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/words-that-used-to-be-hidden-d2a4872b
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
When Midnight Comes https://read.cash/@Maestro02/when-midnight-comes-e8bb801d
When Midnight Comes
Some people think that midnight is the scariest time that people could experience in their day. I agree with this somehow because of how random yet questionable what a person could still do at that time phrase. As for me, midnight is one of the precious moments because I found peace every time it comes around. If there could be any chance for you to visit my room, you could still see my pc open, whether the Microsoft word or the Google Classroom was the tab that was still open because I often do activities at that moment. Like my Mom, every time says: “you always do the night as morning and vice versa, why would you stay that late? Could you please fix your sleeping routine?” Well, believe it or not, I tried and I am trying. I tried to sleep as early as 10 pm before but it just ended up until 3 am when I still haven’t found my sleep yet. I have had insomnia since this college started. Even though I need to go to bed sometimes, I still have to do some paper works and activities sometimes which causes me of staying that late. You can add the anxiety that attacks me every time I finish some tasks. It’s so exhausting.
But most of the time, it is the time where I start to reflect on things I did for a day. It’s sometimes become my moment to plan where I will get the money I need for some things, plan the things I will need for an activity, and my time to talk with myself about how I have gone from some things sometimes bothers me. Mostly, I am calling for myself; how do I become like this, why do some people think that I can do the things they can’t do but even I, do have doubts about performing it. Anyways, it is not always like that. I am still eyeing for the best as much as I can even though many barriers block my way onto it. Therefore, thinking about what will gonna happen to me tomorrow is a common happening when midnight comes. It helps sometimes; it becomes my way of having a topic for what I will get to write tomorrow. It is beneficial most of the time. Is this what you are also doing at that moment?
Sometimes, it is also my time of playing some games I missed playing for a day. Actually, I only have one game on my phone and the rest of the installed applications were academic-related applications—that causes me much stress every time I look at them. I will not drop the name of the game, but that game expresses magic. What magic I am referring to is the random friendship I usually get whenever I open that game. It is rare for me to make friends in in-person interaction but talking to strangers in that game gives me instant friends I don’t expect we will be. It is also the time I am giving my best to show what I have got to show because they are boosting me by their “ggs”—that for a person like me would deal a lot of boosts as it means a lot to me. It just means “good games” but it feels like “great games. I say what you did those, you are good at what you are doing.” It is boosting, isn’t it?
Lastly, sometimes, I am also an artist. I am actually every time as I am filling the things I am doing with my art. Maybe because I am somehow a perfectionist in what I do, but I am also sluggish sometimes, especially when things are weighing heavy on me. Pencils become my way to draw what I can’t say and a ruler for what I can’t point directly. If we summarize the things I mentioned in this article, it looks like these three factors are the only factors that make my midnight alive. What I put behind letters in this article are the things that are so much heavy to say through my mouth. On the other hand, midnight is a fun moment to experience as it is a time of calmness and a time for ourselves. Hopefully, this week when I am taking my rest, I may skip one midnight to have rest for the barriers I don’t want to trigger.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
How was Your Holy Week? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-was-your-holy-week-fded4c27
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
Words That Used to be Hidden. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/words-that-used-to-be-hidden-d2a4872b
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
In This Challenging World, Who Are You? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/in-this-challenging-world-who-are-you-553f450b
In This Challenging World, Who Are You?
I can finally call have a week of rest now because our university finally announced gave us a week of academic rest that in my opinion, would be a big thing because of the heavy workload we experienced these past weeks. Imagine me sighing while writing this because I have been waiting for this academic rest to happen and now, it is already on our hands. Anyways, below are the script I made for an activity in which we must create a video of ourselves; may our face may be seen or another way around, without a face, but our voice must be inserted. I chose to record my voice to give life to my presentation because I still have many tasks to finish yesterday. Even though I want to give all I can give and share what I can do in video presentation activities like this, I have no choice but to choose what was the fastest way that could ever benefit me. Therefore, what you will read below is all about me; not only the Maestro who usually writes go-with-the-flow stories, what you’re gonna see are some important details about me that connect what is being asked in the title of the activity our professor wants us to do: Who Am I? For now, this is what I am going to share first. I will take some rest first. Expect me to publish more articles in the following days. I will use my break to write on this site. Have a great read, anyone, and nice to meet you in advance.
In this world where problems and burdens are the reality, who are you? Who am I?
On September 2, way back in 2002, there was a boy named Ian warmly welcomed by his parents; Mary Ann and Roger are the tags. Ian is the first child of the two lovers that chose each other to make an ideal family together. Gratefully, after years of their love, they get to have four blessings from God: Justine, Jewel, and Jermae. I finally have someone to play with: those are my siblings.
Personally speaking, I am tired of playing games. Since I was a kid, I used to play educational games instead of playing with the kids outside. Helping my parents is more important to me even when I was a kid because of how I become open to this life. And maybe, I put so much pressure on myself of being the first child that I become like these, advanced to some, late to few, scared of many things. Those factors affect me to be who I am today.
I am an artist. I used to express my emotions through playing with words, capturing moments using a camera, color, and picture things by drawing and painting them, and singing along with a song I can relate to. Art is not new to me and actually, I graduated from an art-centered curriculum called Special Program in the Arts under Visual Arts major in junior high school. That curriculum made me know who I really am and what things I can do with the things surrounding me. Aside from that, I am also a blogger, a not-so-known blogger on a not-so-known blogging site. I use Maestro as my alias and share things that Ian can’t say.
Aside from those challenging yet fruitful experiences, I managed to finish another challenging part of my life that I never knew will go like that. It’s a rollercoaster of emotions as I start my senior high school journey as I experience confronting my social fear. I have social anxiety, and speaking in front of many audiences makes me nervous. I just tried it, until I used to it. It never removed as I tried it, but at least I finally know how I would calm myself if I experience it again.
For the present time, who am I? I am still the kid who was blessed to have parents like Mary Ann and Roger. I am still the first-born child who is preparing now to be the soon breadwinner of the family. I am still the art student that many teachers are praising because of such unique social talent and skills. I am still the cowardly guy who can’t speak himself confidently, and finally, I am the trying one who wants to surpass it all. I am now paving my way to becoming a teacher, and not just a teacher, an artist-teacher. Hopefully, what I usually cry for, may it be small or big, impossible or easy to achieve, may them all happen according to his plan.
Who Am I? I am the dreamer.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
How was Your Holy Week? https://read.cash/@Maestro02/how-was-your-holy-week-fded4c27
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
Words That Used to be Hidden. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/words-that-used-to-be-hidden-d2a4872b
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
How was Your Holy Week?
First of all, we are not celebrating holy week in our family because there is no such thing in our religion. Yet, so much respect and appreciation for those people who are doing such religious things during holy week because we see how hard and passionate they’re doing it. So much passion and faith they put into their thing every holy week. On the other hand, some are used to spending their holy week on vacation such as going to the beaches or parks with the family or spending their whole week reading and singing the usual religious songs I usually hear from the nearby church.
Indeed, holy week is somehow served as a rest for every Filipino. Especially, for a student like me because the universities and schools always give us 3 to 5 days of holy week vacation. Before the pandemic, we used to go to beaches with my family, may it be in nearby or a long ride to take. We used to have an outside vacation every holy week comes, but it all changed as we suffered from this chaotic and miserable challenge to this world comes. It’s been 3 years to be exact that we don’t have any trip every holy week because of that. I just missed taking photos and storing them in my gallery. I just missed the times that I don’t have to wear face masks. That’s why I am not used to going outside since we started and were mandated to use them. Therefore, being and staying at home isn’t bad after all. Maybe, I am just used to it, but having more than 8 hours of sleep becomes a dream for me during this pandemic. I always sleep every 3 am; maybe, because my body is used to it and becomes my body clock, but I stayed up that late for the activities I need to finish.
How are you this holy week? To me, this holy week is somehow a serve as rest because I managed to sleep more than 8 hours again. On Monday, after I wrote my article, An Open Letter to the Person Behind my Growth, I just noticed that the holy week is already happening. The energy I stored while waiting for the holy week just come out of the cage in me and just burst like I don’t even want to do anything but sleep as much as I can. Well, the inner spirit of being a student in me can’t agree with my plan and contradicts it all so I still wrote 2 articles this week, this article is the third. Well, it is also for good because my brother and I accumulating together for the month’s bill. There is no such a solid rest that must take into account this week; hence, I still managed some time to take time to play with some friends. Also, to reflect on some things I encountered these past few days. Indeed, they say this is the time to rest your mind, and I did that, to be honest. Yet, it feels new to me that I didn’t open my Google classroom to check my activities these past 2 days because I usually do that thing, I mean, every time. Long story short, I can probably say I am ready again for tomorrow’s hell schedule as we are expecting that there will be a bunch of activities to be added to our list of to-dos. Therefore, though I still cheat, and continue some parts of the essays I promised I will continue on Monday, I am happy that I was able to have some time for the things I used to do before. I just realized that some bonding time with myself or ‘me time’ I called it is the missing and forgotten part I didn’t take for a while. As of now, I am not engaging myself as much as I can with things I see on social media. Those could trigger me at some points so checking that media when needed, especially the Facebook Messenger when our professor chooses to check us out, is my choice as of now to keep myself calm. The rewarding system is back again to my goals. I intended it to be back to my things because that is the only factor I can push myself to continue to accumulate and that even push me to make my time more manageable because it boosts me.
Above all, happy Easter Sunday, and may we finally take the rest we deserve not only this holy week but also every day. Days are becoming harder and harder than we thought so we must be ready at all times.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/music-is-what-makes-me-calm-these-past-few-days-cef8bd3c
Words That Used to be Hidden. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/words-that-used-to-be-hidden-d2a4872b
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
An Open Letter to the Person Behind my Growth. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-open-letter-to-the-person-behind-my-growth-29304b40
Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days.
I know many readers and writers here will agree how much music or the form of art itself could bring something into our lives. Sometimes, music is meant for heartbreaks, sad moments in our life, happy memories to remember, to symbolize things we missed doing, reminiscing some persons we missed, and even remembering the persons we hate, but the utmost specific reason of what music is made for is to touch our hearts. We can’t deny that the theory is true even though it might be a non-existing thing to some but true, relevant, and happening to many. Personally speaking, music has benefitted me in most of the things I did. It could help me to ease my emotions when I feel blue. Artistically speaking, music could greatly help me in creating wonderful pieces. It is a matter of utilizing what art has to offer to me and expressing to the world what world every artist has. That is why we could see patterns in every artist’s masterpiece.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIRCTJREWKM
Are you related to Ben&Ben’s art? They are one of the great artists here in the Philippines that I could recommend to all ages existing because their music could travel and have no specific time because of what emotions and messages they put into their songs’ lyrics. I have been their fan since then, about 3 years specifically, and meeting their music is one of the things I will never repent of. How long I know them is how long I am living with their wonderful art. Bibingka is the top song on my list that means a lot to me. It is about sharing and confessing about love for someone and asking oneself if this was the perfect time to give his love a bibingka. Bibingka is a Philippine cake that is made with rice flour and sometimes comes in different toppings that is usually for sale during Christmas or festivals in local areas. If you dig deep into the song’s core, you would realize what a bibingka meant in the song. It is a thing used to represent one’s love—and the phrase “bilhan ko na ba siya ng bibingka”—is the main heart of the song which means “what if I buy him/her a bibingka” in the English language and literally means giving the love of someone kept for a long time to his/her love one.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCasWcEcUgg
The song that gives me comfort lately was their Ilang Tulog Na Lang. The song literally means hope that in only a few nights, finally, there will be great news coming. It is my hope song now and though the song doesn’t directly say that I must not give up the fight, there is a passive message for someone who is undergoing many trials lately; this song is for you. There are lots of albums and various songs I could recommend to everyone who is reading this article actually, but I deeply recommend to everyone to just search them on any streaming platforms like Youtube, Spotify, and much more and just see for yourself what magical words rely on their songs.
There are many ways of coping with such things in this world that are existing and even can destroy a person’s life. These past few days, I have been with something, and music is there for me to comfort. I can’t explain how much stress I am experiencing, but I let music explain those for me. I might not be vocal about my problems with my friends and family, but I can be vocal for music. Music tends to be my best friend even when I was a kid; playing and know nothing about this stressful world. To me, music is what makes me calm every time I don’t feel myself working. Many thank those great invertors, or should I say artistic people who invented Music. Words can’t express how grateful I am to know that music is existing.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
Words That Used to be Hidden. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/words-that-used-to-be-hidden-d2a4872b
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
A Year Full of Gratefulness. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-year-full-of-gratefulness-59978aa2
An Open Letter to the Person Behind my Growth. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-open-letter-to-the-person-behind-my-growth-29304b40
Words That Used to be Hidden.
Earlier, before I started to write this article, I stood up from lying on my bed; I immediately got some tissue and wiped my tears. It is not tears that come from intentional crying but from unknown reasons. It was like I was dreaming, but I didn’t know what my dream was. It feels new for me as I get along through my journey. It feels unsafe for me. It feels new as I get to the point that I even don’t want to hear jokes for myself. I don’t know where to go, so the only go-to things I have right now are writing and sketching. Although music is always there since then, it hurts me a lot more. I can’t express myself recently because I feel broke about some things. Being ignored and feeling unwanted makes those feel. I want to cry as of this late night, but there is no one I can talk with. Actually, there is no one wants my stories. I am trying to cope with this feeling right now, but it is still stronger than me. I think this is my kryptonite.
Another thing to connect with is the anxiety I experienced before I entered this college journey. I don’t have friends to chat with; only myself could be my best friend. Literally, we have no one to come with if there is a flood of trials but ourselves, but I wonder how having a friend really feels. I do have some classmates that I eventually closed with and shared some dramas of my life, but I am still fitting myself into a box I don’t belong. I know it shouldn’t go through my head, but apparently, resting forever still becomes a choice. I always listen to their decisions, stories they love to tell about, problems, but how about me? They didn’t even ask me how am I or even what was going to my life. That pushes me to find a person who can relate to me. My family actually makes fun of me every time I try to open up with them because they think it is always a joke. I can’t keep up with it. They just proved to me that even they couldn’t be my friend. To be honest, it’s not their responsibility, but am I too soft for feeling this?
I just can’t do anything right now but feel sorry for myself for feeling this. The only thing I can do is share what I am feeling and let this out, and those feelings are not safe anymore. I am preparing things up from now. I am trying to create more and more, so if I leave here, at least there are things I could save and be remembered as my existence. Nonetheless, I am praying that instances would still be far from now because if that happened tomorrow, I would be sadder.
As of now, I have no other choice but to keep standing every day. I still have many bills to pay, a mother to spoil, siblings to support, and self to cure. I don’t know if it is possible to make that all happen, but a believer is always a believer, I believe. I might be weak many times, but I am hoping for more force to keep pushing myself to continue. This is just nothing. I don’t actually have somebody to talk with right now, but grateful, on the other hand, to know that I am writing and sharing stories like this here that started a year ago and still counting. I don’t want to be a problem to anyone; that’s what I am holding for everyone. Thus, I don’t want to experience the same thing. I’m too soft at any point right now, and I wouldn’t say I like it. I am hoping for a stronger me in the days coming.
***Thank you for reading this article.***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
A Year Full of Gratefulness. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-year-full-of-gratefulness-59978aa2
A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-thing-called-unwinding-led-me-to-find-inner-peace-for-a-while-0aeb312c
An Open Letter to the Person Behind my Growth. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-open-letter-to-the-person-behind-my-growth-29304b40
An Open Letter to the Person Behind my Growth.
When I was a kid, you were the one who asked me to read the words you said I must know so life won’t be hard for me if I went to my first destination. I knew nothing so, so the immediate response was given by your firstborn. At first, it became hard as I went through many challenges that first came into my life. It was hard at first glance, but with her guidance, all things got easier as I learned how to cope with it. She might hit me sometimes when my head was hard, but I learned that it was all part of the plan. I even got my first award—which was the most outstanding award—the highest award our school could give to excellent students –it was all for and because of her. Little did I know, those were for me, and I learned a lot from them.
You were the reason why I was here, and you were the one who guided me along my next journey. I remember, every time we passed the canteen, I always ended up saying my favorite word that went can you buy me that one and this and these and those and the things here in my front—it always went like that, but the funny thing was none of the things I pointed were bought. It’s okay; I am always the somehow advanced thinker; though my mind at that time was still for a kid, I knew there were more things important than those—there were always following times. As far as I knew, I was one of the kids who were expected to be at the store every end of our classes—and I am somehow proud of it because I made friends with them.
Although your focus on things split up when I stepped my feet on the next level, you never fail me to say this thing; you might be the firstborn and the oldest. May you never forget that I am always here, and you are always part of my wonderful yet challenging wife—my ever beloved son. Every time I remember this—I always cry. Just like the time while speaking this from my heart, I was crying. I just missed being a child where no problems at all but the little bullies I always think and the anxiety of being judged. Other than that, there is none. How I wish I could turn back the time, how I wish I could be a child again. How I wish I could do again the things I used to do when I was a kid when problems weren't a big deal at all. All of us want that moment to happen again because of what this life offers to us. Therefore, this life is not running backward; we have no choice but to walk to survive. You actually told these to me.
Now that I have grown up, many things have changed in my body; I still believe in things—and will never forget who became my first best friend and will be my best friend is. It is always You. May it be hard or challenging one that came to you and you suddenly cried for it, may you never forget that your firstborn accompany is always here, always wishing that may He give you more years—and if judgment came along our individual paths, may I be the one who first surrenders my life and let you enjoy the rest with many years. Those were all for good and not in exchange for your labor for me to come with this world. Those were for you that I offered warmly and gratefully because I appreciate you every time. I promise you, especially that I am making my own ways to enjoy and buy the things I know I can’t get up there, I can at least spoil you using those and build the promise I made even before I changed my mind to change my career. This is an open letter I want to give to you before I give up these. I love you the most.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-lonely-walk-at-the-end-of-the-week-5737079e
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
A Year Full of Gratefulness. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-year-full-of-gratefulness-59978aa2
A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-thing-called-unwinding-led-me-to-find-inner-peace-for-a-while-0aeb312c
Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
A Lonely Walk at the End of the Week.
Sunday’s walk in the nearby town was somehow lonely for me—I mean, it was lonely actually. I was able to see a barbey last Sunday because my schedule was a bit loose at that time. It actually started on Saturday, but I took much rest on that day. Going back to Sunday, my friend called me and invited me to have a walk on that day, so I quickly finished my game and rapidly changed my clothes as I wanted to get outside after an exhausting week had passed. After I changed my clothes, I immediately called for transport and even chose to ride a tricycle even though the hike was high in the meantime. After all, after we saw a barber and got our haircut, my friend’stummy called for a home as he was being attacked by his acid. I have no choice at that time, so I get him a vehicle to ride way home. After all, I was alone again and chose what will go to be my next move. I just stared at the corner for a while.
The past week was really tiring and stressful for me. I faced 11 activities on Monday, which was the day I became stressed a lot—up until it became three on Friday. Taking noted that all of these activities are hard for me. From composing a song, publishing it while I need to update my members for research, singing in the bathroom because my sisters are noisy, to the final day, Friday, which I cried a lot because of anxiety that being happened simultaneously with my tasks. In my college life, it was one of the most stressful weeks I have overcome—at least the word ‘overcome’ is there; I at least passed my tasks. I just also want to mention the nights I have experienced that week; there are no nights that I didn’t cry. The problems I needed to conquer at our home, school tasks, problematic environment, and anxiety caused by these were the reason. I am just soft at things. Please, bear with me. I haven’t overcome my fear of being alone, so please bear with me.
At the end of my trip from the town, I managed the things I bought for my family and me. I bought my favorite bread from the bake store in town. I bought a pencil case for my little sister, and it makes her very happy. Seeing her smile was so priceless even they grew up having a serious attitude because I invariably prohibit their wrongdoings—after all, I made her happy and proud—which made me even prouder for myself was the time she called her friends to show it and show how proud she is for having it. Small things make me cry, to be honest. I didn’t talk about it with anybody, but I keep it every time I see it. My day was ended full of thought yet mixed emotions.
The context of this article was actually nonsense. It’s just I haven’t somebody to talk with right now. I have friends, but they’re also busy battling with their own problems, so I think of not adding their problems. We are all busy doing our activities and handling our own problems. I also took a rest from the social media I used, which are Facebook and its messenger, because of how toxic the environment it has—I can't cope with it, and so even the chats of my friends became stressful for me—so I took a rest from it. I just shared it with people here who are fond of reading stories on this site. To be honest, my mind and feelings became calm while writing this story. Twitter wasn’t enough for me as it has limited characters only while here, I can freely express myself and have never experienced being judged by someone—so thank you. I will end this article by now, but I just want to appreciate every person who is struggling with something or someone right now. I really feel you. So, for the person who is battling their silent battles right now, this is a hug for you—a letter for myself. Thank you for listening to me.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Help That is Also a Rest. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-help-that-is-also-a-rest-b2906f95
A Year Full of Gratefulness. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-year-full-of-gratefulness-59978aa2
A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-thing-called-unwinding-led-me-to-find-inner-peace-for-a-while-0aeb312c
Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-hard-work-for-the-first-semester-has-finally-paid-off-aefe3981
A Help That is Also a Rest.
We all know how is the feeling of missing someone. Moreover, missing something is also the same—it only differs on how a person missed that something. Therefore, in my case, I missed doing murals—that we always used to do before, most often in my junior high school days—when I was still visual arts student. It’s been almost three years since I did my last mural. I remember it was on around the month of December and January in the year 2020, and I did it for a celebration in our nearby city—a celebration for a feast I led. That experience was one of the best moments I experienced in my years of being an artist. The reason for that is it even showed that though I was tired of doing many things for my passion, I won’t run out of a sense of being wanted and appreciated. That is one of my best experiences, yet my last one experiencing such things—unfortunately, it turned my table to focus more on other things and became a new kind of person because of the Pandemic.
Since the main reason for doing this article is to tell my experience last March 19. I just want to highlight the main word for this blog; Me. Well, as you can see here, I was not in the frame because I am the photographer. Yet, mesmerizing and looking at these fantastic alumni and junior artists working together made my junior high school more of a thing to be missed. Though we have gaps like age and experience with them, I can proudly say that we didn’t think of it instead worked as one. I missed teaching and sharing my experiences while doing my things with these young talented artists because we always did that when I was still a visual artist. They even opened up a topic about that and approached me, feeling how they missed being taught.
I want to dedicate my gratefulness to these talented, beautiful ladies for being there with me, grinding under the sun, sketching using short-cupped pencil, and going along the pressure. I just chatted with them with one go and never experienced receiving any denials from these two. We started our day with a fresh and fragrant-selves, but we ended the days contrarily. Nevertheless, we were happy and had no regrets with ourselves about doing that. We still managed to get where we were always at and bought the things eating together.
Lastly, I would like to appreciate the promoter of this activity, the reason why I attended the mural, and one of the factors of who I am today, my visual arts adviser, Ma’am Angelica. Though she greeted me than the usual greet she used to do—she told me that I have now lighter and better skin than before, but it would be better if I invest more on a fat body, I would be more handsome, she added—which was originally from “Hey, if you have lighter and no pimples in your face, you will be more handsome”—I will still and always admire her way of handling artist even though she admitted personally that she didn’t know how to draw. It might be confusing for you to hear that she didn’t know how to draw but was able to handle talented artists for almost 15 years—the secret she shared about that is the secret aura she has. I don’t know; even though I finished my years on her, I am still intimidated by her atmosphere. Hence, that shows how big of respect I have for her. I'm hoping for more projects like this with them, but I hope it will not go with something more important next time. This is Maestro, a forever visual artist.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
**A Year Full of Gratefulness.** https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-year-full-of-gratefulness-59978aa2
**A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While.** https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-thing-called-unwinding-led-me-to-find-inner-peace-for-a-while-0aeb312c
Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-hard-work-for-the-first-semester-has-finally-paid-off-aefe3981
A Year Full of Gratefulness.
This article might be late than the usual tradition of writers on this site, but I will say the legendary line that goes; it is okay to be late than never. Well, it is indeed okay to be late than never appreciate the great and beautiful things I have experienced here. It is such a tremendous yet overwhelming experience to be here with the greatest artists I have ever idolized in writing. I have nothing to give in this article but only share the story of my year-journey on read.cash and appreciate the people who appreciate my presence on this site.
Firstly, I want to call my buddies on this site, @kli4d, @kingofreview, and @Laurenceuuuu. These guys called my attention since the first step of my journey here because they greeted me warmly and opened their hands widely to me, especially when I had queries about such a thing. They are buddies, indeed. Though I haven’t made close that much with them, still, I know they know me by my screen name and presence here. Hello, buddies! Next are my big sisters here, that guided me on some things I shared with them. They are @imanagrcltrst, @ExpertWritter, @Ruffa, and tita @immaryandmerry. I lie not with here; they are the best. In times I needed a friend, they gave me a family. At times I felt scared of something; they gave me advice that would help with what was happening in me. They are not just my sisters by heart here; they felt me even more than that. And most significantly, the person who opened a door for me to have an incredible yet fantastic journey here, my original tita,@carisdaneym2. I might not have 132 notable co-writers and subscribers here if she didn’t ask me to join this site and without her help. It started with a week of asking and introducing what this site could help @Carisdaneym2. I remember I even rejected her request and doubted for about more weeks to join here because of how many enormous projects I still had at that time. After all, look at me now—I am making my own path here and even made great friends. It is an incredible journey indeed.
And now, for some story I haven’t shared with my readers, I want to share that I have been struggling with my schedule until now. I focus on the to-dos that give me so much weight to publish an article. Yet, I am still doing my best to share ideas because I used to love writing, which became my coping mechanism after stressful and exhausting days. I actually noticed the day after I realized that the “user for 11 months” sign below my name on my profile became “user for one year.” My heart can’t explain how happy I was at that time, so I checked my ‘Memories’ on Facebook, and I have found pictures that I recalled I posted on my story. I became shortly after seeing them because I still can’t imagine that I made my first ever article here viewed by 30 excellent writers in just a day—I got more overwhelmed by the next day as I passed the 50 views on my article the next day.
I may not be the favorite of the crowd or even favorite by someone on this site, but I am grateful beyond words for the love I have received here. I may not be as great as the most remarkable writers on this site, but improvement will never be my goal to publish an article. I may not be creative like the artists here in terms of jumbling and playing with words to make a flowery article; I still believe that as I publish an article on this site, I am proving to anyone but myself that I am as creative as I am. I may not be like her, like him, or like anybody else, but I have not to be compared because I am Maestro, a writer on this site with a quote that pushes others to live with creativity—hoping to meet you all still in my next articles. Thank you for reading until this last part.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
**A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While.** https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-thing-called-unwinding-led-me-to-find-inner-peace-for-a-while-0aeb312c
Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-hard-work-for-the-first-semester-has-finally-paid-off-aefe3981
I'm Just A Soft-hearted Person. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/im-just-a-soft-hearted-person-161ac096
A Thing Called “unwinding” Led Me to Find Inner Peace for a While.
Life lately got hard for me as I experienced losing a loved one. In my recently published article Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You, I mentioned that my grandmother had already left us and found her new home above. It was one of the **heartbreaks** I experienced in my life that I could say dealt me enormous damage. Thinking that would happen in my life at that moment never came into my mind even though her doctor had already given her the months she might live because we still believe she could survive her cancer. Unfortunately, the worst time in our lives came at an unexpected time. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
This family trip was discussed and planned by the usual planners of the family, my aunts, and uncles. They have decided to have gone on vacation again after years we haven’t experienced to be with together again on vacation because their flight way home will nearly happen soon, and it’s been a while since we have seen each other’s faces after they have decided to part ways for their families. Having such a vacation trip was an undeniably great experience that I missed so much because, before the pandemic, when everything was still fine and better, we used to do such things and go wherever our family wanted to travel.
**Before traveling to the place where some markable histories and trademarks are usually mentioned in the books.** I have rarely seen how beautiful and eye-catching our road to **Bataan** was because I feel that every time we travel, I feel vomiting caused by the shaking of the vehicle. Thus, I could probably say that the view we have seen along our ride is amazingly eye-catching as we rode through the airport, with long sea-side views and delicate tree formations the place is being proud of. My ride experience to Bataan was not worth it because I barely slept until we arrived at the resort.
**My experiences at the beautiful place Bataan are proud.** Our 2-day stay at the resort was incontestably unforgettable. I spent the time I was able to get outside the resort and walk along the beach to get pictures for memories. I collected a bunch of shots with different angles and clothes that satisfied me with my trip to Bataan. One of the memorable moments I may share in this article is the boodle fight we did on our first night of stay in Bataan. We grilled six pieces of Tilapia, hotdogs, and pork and chicken barbecues. We also prepare the Filipino-special dipping that can’t be missing in Filipino tables, the *tomato-mango-onion-salted egg* combo dipping. Even though we ate late because of some troubles during the drilling of our roast foods, we still enjoyed our meal and got complete with the foods we prepared for the family. Aside from that, walking through the near-side beach and swimming on the salted-water beach are also unforgettable moments I could say to people along with the pictures we have earned how wistful our experiences in Bataan were.
**Our saying-goodbye moment to the place gave me time to unwind from the recent events that happened in my life.** From packing up our things to driving our way, the home was a fantastic feeling I can remember when I say *‘Bataan.’* Though we tripped together without our grandmother’s physical presence, we still able to reminisce her presence while enjoying the things we went there by holding her picture frame with her beautiful smile that we missed the most.
Although we couldn’t talk, hug, kiss, and have special moments with her anymore, she will never be forgotten and will always be in our hearts and minds. For the person who’s reading this article: *please enjoy every moment of every person you love you’re wanted to be with. We didn’t know; we couldn’t tell; that might be the last. Yet, let must remind them to keep safe and prioritize themselves over anything else for you to make more memories together.*
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
Planning our First Travel for A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You https://read.cash/@Maestro02/planning-our-first-travel-for-a-while-yet-our-first-travel-without-you-71265466
My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-hard-work-for-the-first-semester-has-finally-paid-off-aefe3981
I'm Just A Soft-hearted Person. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/im-just-a-soft-hearted-person-161ac096
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
Planning our First Travel For A While, Yet Our First Travel Without You.
Travelling is, I would say, one of our family's goals to plan with every year because of how we love to travel and make memories together. Unfortunately, COVID 19 pandemic really changed it all; how we get together as some of my relatives are living in other provinces. But then, they had their chance to travel their baby and live temporarily here while enjoying their leave in their jobs due to maternal reasons. Yet, things became unfortunate to me as we get to say goodbye to the main light of the family recently, my grandmother. It is sad to think that our chef whenever we have stuff like this, our guide during travels, and the ones who feel excited the most are not going to join us on our first trip for a while.
**This will also be our first trip for the year 2022.** I always hear her voice whenever we have travels to go because she is the one who is responsible for making things planned and well-coordinated. This time, my mother, and being the oldest amongst the siblings, is the one who manages the things to bring for the trip. I am helping her to at least list up the things she gonna buy for the next few days because I noticed earlier that they are talking about it and not taking notes about it. Thus, I finished writing some things we need to bring. The purpose why I presented to write things up is for my mother because she always forgot some things after she went to the market and just hand of her head right after.
I also starting to prepare the things I need to bring for our trip. OOTD (Shirts, polos, pants, and other stuff I can use for photography), personal stuff, USB for saving pictures, and even thinking for getting a haircut because I want everything to be coordinated and well-planned to be successful. Well, is there someone who doesn't like to plan first before going somewhere?
With these being said, I think this will also be our way of stepping into a new era of our family. We are enjoying our moments right now while we are still complete because my aunt and uncle are going back to their home after this trip. How I wish our Nanay is still here because before she dies she always wishes that before she might leave us in this world, she could at least see her youngest child that is living now in Canada. Unfortunately, they met each other after more than almost 5 years while she is in her coffin. It was the saddest moment of my life that until now, I am still crying because this was the second time I experienced losing someone.
Like she always says to us; life will always be like this: Our lives will get vanished soon as how life easily gets taken away yet enjoy your lives and do things you love. Nanay is now with my father who passed away when I was in grade 9. I know and I believe that they are still guiding us with our moments together. They did not leave us, they just rested their body and we will be with them after we finished our task here in our world. It's been 2 weeks but the pain is still young and fresh. But, we have no choice but to move forward like we always heard from her. It's okay to cry but don't cry forever, learn how to move forward unless you don't want to see progress in yourself; a phrase I also got from her.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
**My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off.** https://read.cash/@Maestro02/my-hard-work-for-the-first-semester-has-finally-paid-off-aefe3981
I'm Just A Soft-hearted Person. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/im-just-a-soft-hearted-person-161ac096
A Story About Christmas. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-story-about-christmas-db714b4d
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
It's Another Year To Be Better Us. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-another-year-to-be-better-us-cd41567b
My Hard Work For The First Semester Has Finally Paid Off.
Hello, readers; it's been a while since the last time I posted an update. I have been busy with the academic activities our school has undertaken. We have already started the second semester, which will kill our lives again. Aside from the raging second semester, I have already seen the Certificate of Grades that holder our grades. At first, I was terrified and nervous because I had waited for so long for it. I experienced many **501 Gateways** and **unidentified-captchas** before I finally saw my grades. We got annoyed by the school site first. But the long wait had paid off as I saw the fruit of my success, finally, after months of breakdowns and late nights that I have encountered. Eventually, after sleepless nights of thinking about how I could balance my condition and studies had finally paid off.
Look what I have got. **I got an academic award!** I am a college scholar for the first semester! This is a significant achievement for me because I used to have a literary award in senior and junior high school. Continuing it in college is not easy because I may say that college is three times harder than the education levels below it. Achieving such a thing proves that I could still do better next semester if I worked harder.
As you can see, I have at least passing grades in **Math**. Well, I think I deserved it because of my performance in this subject since I started to go to school when I was a kid. Math is the *'killer of my dreams'* because of how hard that subject for me is and if we recall my past reports cards, mathematics is the only subject that has a line of 8, and the rest was beyond higher than that. I have no tears to show for it because I know I deserved it. I am grateful for what I received.
The raging semester we are experiencing now is a sign that I need to be more eager than last semester. There is still room for trials and errors, but the errors may be my way of correcting if they will come my way again. The trials may be my guide for a better *"next time"* I know I will fix it; they will come to happen again. I am aiming more this semester. We have no math in our course, so I think I could focus on the parts I know would be my strengths. Essays and reflections would be lighter for me as I learned many techniques from the last semester. It might be easy, but I know it would be still a challenging one. That was the lesson for me; I should not be unconcerned about things I know I could do because it might also be my fall. To not let it happen, I must think all things equivalent and show my passion for it.
In the next semester, I am aiming for a **university scholarship**. I offered it now to myself, but I would be grateful for my mother, who is always there, giving her never-ending and endless love until my life ends. In the next semester, I will become bolder to take the challenge for myself. I might be the weak me as I enter this college, but I promise and reflect on myself that I will be stronger than I was before. There might be days that I get down, but that is part of the process; there is no happiness if you look to the other side of the coin. This might sound difficult to accomplish, but taking this comfortable might help until the next semester, self. Let's go for the University scholar you promised you would get for your mother.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
I'm Just A Soft-hearted Person. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/im-just-a-soft-hearted-person-161ac096
A Story About Christmas. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-story-about-christmas-db714b4d
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
It's Another Year To Be Better Us. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-another-year-to-be-better-us-cd41567b
There's Nothing Happier Than Seeing Someone Happy. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/theres-nothing-happier-than-seeing-someone-happy-c35af0eb
I'm Just A Soft-hearted Person.
I know it shouldn't be associated with the word **'just'** because a **soft-hearted person** is beyond as we know. I know a soft-hearted person is more than a normal person because it is their character that makes them unique and word to distinguish as who they are. I just noticed that I was a soft-hearted person since I saw this place. It was nice, free, colorful not until I started to hear shouts from you. I know it was normal, as I became used to it, but we could talk about it in a healthy conversation, could we? This might sound rude to you because I was just a quarter of your age but could we start a new perception for us to grow? *Could we?*
**I'm sorry if sometimes I was living my life sad.** It's just I can't hold my tears anymore so I couldn't say them to anyone. I have new friends now to open some of my grievances in life but there is a person who is often there for me to listen and help me as much as he can. It couldn't be always because he also has his own life to think of but having a friend like him is something every person would be pleased to wish for. Do you know about efforts? I think he invented that word because of his talent in appreciating each one of his friends. I know there is nothing to be sorry about but I will do my best to appreciate the person who is always giving back the same energy as I was giving.
**I'm sorry if I have sudden emotions.** I could cry easily if you shout at me or even say words that are not used in my ears. I could even be happy at small things because appreciation is everything to me. I might be crazy to think but trust me, I am genuine if you would not hurt me. Words are important to me as I know they could create emotions and even promises that sometimes are meant to be broken. It is just how you control things over your emotions. You can cry as much as you want, you can laugh as much as you want but don't curse them. Just reflect on it and try to grasp everything you could grasp about it.
**I'm sorry if I move away from things I know could trigger my emotions.** This sounds selfish sometimes but it was not. I am just choosing the best for me and other people and avoiding the possibility of making inappropriate things that could destroy both of us. I am thinking critically about the decisions that might affect my future and choosing the best one that I know could give me peace.
**I'm sorry if you have a soft person like me.** I know I shouldn't be sorry about this thing but sorry if you lose my trust. I couldn't be promised if I would trust you like I was but your presence would greatly be remembered until the last air of my body. We don't know which way it goes but at least you know the lesson and you can avoid it to others. I shouldn't be sorry for who I am because I know this character I have is the thing that is making me who I am today. With that being said, I must not others just destroy it and influence it so I must think more critically.
Soon there will be someone who I am gonna be soft and not regret it after—the person I know who would not judge me for being who I am. Being soft-hearted is actually fun and good. We could celebrate our silent battles, be happy with small things that some couldn't appreciate, and many more things that I know I am happy experiencing. May more wonders and wanders come my way. I know through these things, I could express who I want to show to others freely and without hesitation.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Story About Christmas. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-story-about-christmas-db714b4d
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
It's Another Year To Be Better Us. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-another-year-to-be-better-us-cd41567b
There's Nothing Happier Than Seeing Someone Happy. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/theres-nothing-happier-than-seeing-someone-happy-c35af0eb
One Of The Challenging Weeks Of My Life As A Student. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/one-of-the-challenging-weeks-of-my-life-as-a-student-2d096faa
It's Another Year To Be Better Us.
It's a good moment to start another chapter in our lives. Some might have some problems with the opening of another year because of the news roaming right now but for me, this year is a good start to grow more. Last year became a challenge for me. I experienced being anxious about many things and I have no one to talk to about the unexplained thoughts I had last year. Apparently, I found another piece of me before the year ends. I found another version of me that dares to come out of his comfort zone, and it is because of the friends I have right now. They taught me that life was not all about being serious and objective most of the time, it is also good for us to enjoy what we are doing so we can avoid things that can hurt ourselves.
**Express Me more through arts.** This is one of the things I want to accomplish this year. I want to share more here on read.cash as I also want to accumulate money for a thing I set to achieve this year—a new phone. I want to share what life I am going to be and have and planning to be. These are some things I am wondering and reflecting on these past few days. *What if I go back to writing?* *What if I learn more about myself through writing and other forms of arts that I used to do before?*Some what-ifs that I am still reflecting about. I know I can do this. With the friends and family surrounding me.
**Appreciation and reward.** I used to pay our internet bill every month last year until the first term of the first semester. I got exhausted by the tasks we had last term so I had to reflect on what I had to take a break. Of course, I chose my education. I have to chase my dream because it is my dream, I have no choice but to pursue it first because it has been a long journey I fought for this so I must not waste it. Furthermore, not only myself but also the people surround me. I have to give back or at least appreciate them because they are the reason for my strength right now. Especially, a friend that is always there and talking to me every day. I'm glad that I have found a friend like him.
**Appreciate things more.** In the darkest times where people turn into something most of us don't want to become, there must be someone who can be a source of energy for everyone. I found this idea from a post on a social media platform. I read the comments and they encourage me to come out of my comfort zone. It is not the usual self I used to know but I will explore more so that I can be better than before.
**Objective but wiser.** I want to have a goal every month. This month, I and a friend set some goals we want to achieve. I set a specific income I want to get for this month. And so for the activities and tasks, I want to do. I believe it could help me to fight procrastination and motivate myself to be an achiever. I mean, why not try more things this year.
**Come out of my comfort zone**. This is my main goal for this year. With or without a companion to achieve this, I must be strong at any moment in time. I used to be at my lowest last year so I need to be stronger than I was. I started to come out of my comfort zone these past few days and it came to be a challenge to me. At first, I felt uncomfortable as I did some things that I don't usually do. I can't remember that I did a dance cover for a friend. I knew in myself that I don't dance because I am not a dancer. But, because of the eagerness of my responsibility of being a friend, I have done it without any second thoughts and am even proud of myself for doing that. I am willing to hop any challenges for good that I know I will benefit from the most.
This year might be another challenging one for me but I believe this time, it will be easier for me as I apply the lessons I learned from the recent year.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Story About Christmas. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-story-about-christmas-db714b4d
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
There's Nothing Happier Than Seeing Someone Happy. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/theres-nothing-happier-than-seeing-someone-happy-c35af0eb
There's Nothing Happier Than Seeing Someone Happy.
**Note:** This is supposed to be my last article for the year 2021 but I haven't been able to publish it because of time issues and I was also busy that week preparing for new year's eve. I hope you still have a great read. Happy new year!
Just this last **December twenty-seven**, two days after Christmas day, I made my plan happen as I want to make a friend happy because of what happened to their family; Her mother didn't celebrate Christmas with their family and chose to be with her friends at Christmas day. It was so sad to think such things even though I haven't celebrated Christmas. But, to think that there is a crying friend that day, makes me remember that Christmas is not just a season where some Christian sects are celebrating Christ's birthday, but also a season where family is remembering their loved ones and strengthening the love for each other. Since I knew directly from him his situation about what happened on Christmas, I planned to remember him and give him some presents.
I gave him a pair of shoes that he gave to his father because he said it is also big for him. I gave those shoes because I am not wearing such kinds of shoes. It is huge for my feet and I have no clothes to pair with those shoes. Since I remember that I have such shoes in our shoe rack that I haven't used once, I just gave them away to my friend. At least, they could use the shoes than here that it will be destroyed by age if I just stack it here. Seeing **Uncle's** (Jhim Loyd's father) reaction is priceless to me. I just remembered my father to my friend's father. I know that if my father is still alive today, he will use those shoes because those were his choice of shoes.
That night before I finally make my plan happen, he asked me if he could get some vellum board because I informed him before that I have some vellum, and if he needs it, just inform me so I can give him some. I am just happy that he started to show some side of him. He is so shy to request something from someone even though he needs it. So even though he doesn't ask something, and I know he could use it, I am the one who will make a move for him because I know he needs it the most. For almost half a year I knew him, I already knew his background, some of his experiences in life, and how he moves. I am a fan of him in terms of saving such things.
For the last and important thing, I gave him foods such as spaghetti that I mentioned in my last article that he missed on Christmas eve. I cried that night he told it to me because I knew how it feels when we wanted to do something but can't do it because we have no power to make it happen. He just wants to make his family happy but instead of that thing happening, something contradicting happened. I suddenly realized how privileged I was. I am glad that I have a site like this that became my way to help him and show what words I can't tell to others.
That morning of **December twenty-seven**, I went to Jollibee first to add some things for the present I will give to him. I bought a pan of Spaghetti, a meal of Chicken Joy, and a burger that I bought as a voucher in Shopee through Shopee pay. I just informed him that I was already at the corner of their street so that I could give him my present. His reaction was priceless. His smile was recognizable even though he is wearing a face mask. I began to burst my tears as he thanked me for what I did and said *"you didn't know how you made me remember what Christmas means again."*
I am proud of myself right now. I could finally show what the true I is to other people. My principle in life is easy to understand; as long as I have, I will give. It was overhanded by my mother because she always told me that it's better to give than to receive. As long as we have extras, we must share them with others. Especially, he is my friend and he is the one who helped me when I am being drowned by my anxiety a few months ago. This was just a small thank you for the time he was there for me, saving me and helping me to stand up again. I have few friends right now but they are all wholesome. We're saving each other and so we could share. I promised myself that I will surround myself with people I know I will be safe.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
***Happy Holidays.***
You can read my previous articles here:
A Story About Christmas. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/a-story-about-christmas-db714b4d
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
One Of The Challenging Weeks Of My Life As A Student. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/one-of-the-challenging-weeks-of-my-life-as-a-student-2d096faa
A Story About Christmas.
All of the people that are related to me know why we are not celebrating Christmas. I am a member of the Church of Christ which was originally translated from the Filipino word Iglesia ni Cristo. We believe that there is no exact date when Jesus Christ was exactly born. We didn't prepare any food or decorate any Christmas stuff in our home during Christmas eve to remember His birth. I might not believe what my friends and relatives are believing during **December twenty-five**, but I am aware of how happy that day is. It is indeed the day where families are bringing much joy together as I have seen in the movies. But, in this year's Christmas, something made me think that Christmas is not always happy.
Just the morning before I start to write this article, I and a friend went to the market to have some rest. We went to market stalls and shop things we need for the next few days together. It was one of the memorable things I will remember in the future because no one knows how happy I was at that time. He accompanied me with my things even though we still both yet didn't pass our final activities because he waited for me to finish mine. He is always like that—He is asking me if I already passed my activities because he knows that he always finishes his tasks early before the deadline. I may say that since I met him, we treated each other as siblings. We talked about family, personal, financial, love problems, and even our secrets. **That's how close we are.**
After we took some rest after that event, just after some hours, he told me that there is something happened while they were in town and saw him post something on Facebook. I was alarmed as he had just seen my messages and doesn't reply. I gave him some time to rest because I thought he was just tired of their activity earlier in town. After an hour, I asked him again but he still doesn't reply. Gladly, someone called in a group chat where he also belongs and joined the call. I saw his name join the call so I had the chance to hear his voice again. But, his voice made me worried more. I was hearing a voice that is just come from crying. I was thinking he is crying at that time so I immediately mentioned his name in the call. He answered me **"yes"** and came to be my chance to have a chat with him.
After some moments, I learned that while he is in the town, his father angrily talks to his mother and asks why she didn't go with them to celebrate Christmas. My heart became broken as I heard right to him that his mother chose to celebrate Christmas with her friend and not with her own family. I don't know what would reaction I have to do at that time but knowing that it was the reason why he cried is a statement to me. I am also crying. Not just because of the decision his mother made but because a friend is crying and I can't do anything about it.
It became worse after he mentioned that he doesn't taste the taste of his favorite spaghetti this Christmas because of what happened. He also mentioned that they might celebrate new year's eve without his mother and no food at their table at all. It just makes me sad to think how privileged I was. Even though I have no father because he died when I was still in Junior High School, we haven't experienced such things. Now that I could help my family through the sites like this, I should help my friend in the way I can.
Since my friend wants us to celebrate his Christmas on **December twenty-seven**, I will buy him his missed and favorite food **spaghetti**. I guess in this way, I could put a smile on his face despite his problems. I couldn't do anything about their family problem because I am no relative to them but with my other two friends, we will do our best to make our friend at least happy. I'm planning to buy two Jollibee Jolly Spaghetti Family Pan that costs around 200 pesos each and give those to him so that he could bring the other one to his siblings. I know he will never forget his siblings because whenever we are going somewhere, his word of mouth is no other than his family. He is such a loving brother and son but I didn't expect that this is happening to him.
We are extending our hand to him as we don't want him to be alone. He always helps us when he always had so we should pay back the kindness he is giving to us. I am just grateful beyond words because I have met a site like this that helps me to provide at least in some emergencies like this. As long as I can help, I will help.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
***Happy Holidays.***
You can read my previous articles here:
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-introverted-me-in-this-peculiar-world-5cc37ea3
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
One Of The Challenging Weeks Of My Life As A Student. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/one-of-the-challenging-weeks-of-my-life-as-a-student-2d096faa
An Introverted Me In This Peculiar World.
It's been a while, **read.cash**. It has been a month of no presence of **Maestro** here on this site. I've been through the phase of collecting myself so I have to take a rest from the thing I used to do every day—*doing creative things.*
I mentioned in my past articles that I am having anxiety whenever I was in a place that has many people. I feel a bit dizzy and my mind doesn't respond sometimes with the mood that my environment was giving. But, this happens not most of the time. I can still enjoy the moments of the occasions but it depends on the people I am with. I am glad that I met people that understand what I am going through.
My junior high school day was one of the biggest things why I am like this today—I was surrounded by the talented people of our school. I also mentioned in my past articles that I was graduated from the Arts Curriculum. Being there was a **double-edged** **sword**. It feels like I am always pretending to be with level since we perceive that we all have the talents and can do all the things creatively that academic activities have to challenge us. I know that we have an advantage over other curriculums in terms of doing **posters**, **dancing**, **photography**, **singing**, and **writing** **essays** because we were trained to enhance our talent. But little did I know, I wasn't doing my main job—to show what true talent and skills I have. I just noticed it all since I went to Senior High School.
I am **grateful** that I have this talent and be with one of the talented persons in our school but I will never have the same energy as them. They are all exposed to people and so do I but I couldn't do the same thing as they do. Since then, I confirmed to myself that I have no friends to be with so I learned to have myself. It wasn't certainly no friend but it feels like they couldn't do anything with my situation. I mentioned in my past articles that I have a best friend. We are best friends for about 10 years and still counting. We are both emotionally unstable but I may say that he is more of a fighter than me. But, we have had no conversations since I went to college. He didn't go to college for a reason. That reason is for himself. My respect goes high as I learned his reason. We haven't had any conversations aside from that.
**Time was new now.** It feels like I am battling with myself now. It feels like everything was new since the pandemic began. I may say that I somehow am a different person now. If I was the person that was always in the front of the class and used to lead before, I don't think I'm still that person.
I'm glad that I am surviving this pandemic. After all of the exhausting problems of both academic and personal life. I'm grateful beyond words that I met friends that have the same vibes as me. I used to be clingy with my friends before. **Hugging** them and **having someone** to lay my head on whenever I feel sleepy were one of the things I missed. I just feel so lonely after I graduated from senior high school because I know that we will get part ways with each other and will chase our dreams for our future. And, I know that I will be with the new faces in college. Well, this is life. We need to go forward because if we won't, we will get stuck at where we at right now.
I just want to highlight a person in this article. His name was **JL**. Hey, he is so **genuine**, **caring**, **loving**, and **brother-like** to me. He never fails to make me feel happy whenever I feel exhausted and attacked by my anxiety. Not to compare but among the persons, I met in my whole life, there was no like JL. This was the first time I met a person that has a pure and solid intention for anyone. He may be **jolly** and **humorous** most of the time but there was another side of JL I learned—his skill in caring for his friends. We just met 5 months ago but it feels like we knew each other since birth. It is such a dream for me to have a friend who gives back the energy like the energy I am giving. That feeling is **one-in-a-million** for a person like me.
He didn't know how much he helped me with my condition. That was the reason why I took a break from publishing articles and posting on noise.cash. Not only from those sites but also on doing masterpieces like drawing and writing my emotions. As of now, I am still in the phase of **realizing things** but just like what JL is doing, I will never get tired of giving back the energy and vibe other people are giving. With that being said, **this is the introverted me in this peculiar world.**
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/its-been-a-while-since-the-last-time-i-touched-a-paintbrush-14908e8a
One Of The Challenging Weeks Of My Life As A Student. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/one-of-the-challenging-weeks-of-my-life-as-a-student-2d096faa
An Open Letter For All Of The People Who Inspired Me To Be Who I Am Today. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-open-letter-for-all-of-the-people-who-inspired-me-to-be-who-i-am-today-d36d7aec
It's Been a While Since The Last Time I Touched a Paintbrush.
I recalled in my last article that it's been a long time since I hold a **brush** and get dirty by the paint again. I missed playing with different colors of acrylic paints. Just like what I mentioned in my last article, I accepted the commission because I want to help my mother. The money I could get from the commission will be my allowance this month and also could be a help for my mother and other bills in our house. I also sketched out in my last article that doing commissioned paintings like this was the usual thing I do before just to help financially here in our house. Also, the **passion** that I kept for a long time just to continue and enter another world that I knew I could get along with; academic life and writing here on read.cash. It's such a privileged opportunity for me to invite to do commissioned paintings like this. Just like what I pointed out last week, I was just invited by my friend but he is the original invited to do this painting.
**Last weekend**, we started a painting which is the hardest one and we didn't finish it. And we also just compressed it in our free time that week. We have almost been interrupted by the announcement from a subject that day but thankfully it was just a notice from our professor. After that weekend, we focused on our academic activities again and were stressed out again by the tasks in our **Google Classroom**. Gratefully, we finished our tasks by late weekdays and we were able to continue the commissioned painting again. If the last week's painting was held here in my house, the past week was held in their house. I was the one who packed my things and went to my friend's house to continue what we started which is in contrast to what happened the week before last weekend. As I approached their home, I had a warm welcome as his mother greeted me with a smile. She immediately asked me what I wanted to eat for the dinner and as their guest, I was so shy to answer her question because being asked such a question was but new to me. She just frequently asked me about the snack we want but not for the dinner. As I put my bag on the couch, we instantly do our job. I continue the painting we started first and he started the second painting assigned to us. It was so **nostalgic** experiencing again to shade colors on canvass, and it is not just a normal canvass but a large customized canvass with a 30x40 inches size.
I have fun doing things I missed at their house. You can see in our faces how we enjoy the things we were doing but deep inside of us, we were getting tired at that time. That was already midnight but we are just starting to get the hype. After doing some photoshoots–but I was only the one who started that thing–we continue our task again. We actually have some serious mode when we are doing our part because you can see in our actions especially, in my eyes, that I want to focus on what I was doing.
Weekend had passed but we didn't finish the last painting. I finished the first painting we started the week before last weekend but the last painting was still needed some retouch. Yet, he said that he was the one who will continue the last painting so that I would not be able to go travel again. Just this last morning, November 3, he updated me that our paintings are already given to our client. We don't know what will be our client's next move will be but I am so happy that I have done the thing I missed so much again. May there be more commission to come.
***Thank you for reading this article!***
You can read my previous articles here:
One Of The Challenging Weeks Of My Life As A Student. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/one-of-the-challenging-weeks-of-my-life-as-a-student-2d096faa
An Open Letter For All Of The People Who Inspired Me To Be Who I Am Today. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/an-open-letter-for-all-of-the-people-who-inspired-me-to-be-who-i-am-today-d36d7aec
First-Term Of The First Chapter Of Our Journey. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/first-term-of-the-first-chapter-of-our-journey-5dfc3e0f
19th-Year Journey Of Wandering And Wandering. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/19th-year-journey-of-wandering-and-wandering-daa2f316
I Experienced An Epiphany While Strolling Through The Market. https://read.cash/@Maestro02/i-experienced-an-epiphany-while-strolling-through-the-market-664a7e19
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