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some cry with tears, others with thoughts and anger poured ink onto the crisp pages.

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definitely better than the ones in the movies  💜💜💜

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snippets of stories from stranger’s lives

Written on September 2019 by Elmay Garcia

Photographed here are mother and son. Her other 2 sons are just few of the children I met on the footbridge, where I was when i impulsively left the house for a coffee date with zero sleep. Just me alone! i love strolling Makati alone. Coffee shop hunting alone! I love getting lost and discovering new work places besides coffee shops. Yep, maybe I'm a coffee shop type of person but nevers order coffee btw haha. Every time we come across street people in the busy streets we pave our way and ignore them like a plague. But these family catched me off guard. I sought to break the norm, bought Jollibee for her family and put a smile on their broken souls. I think i have a little ipon naman from the class' suspensions and from the days i chose not to come to school.

After the meal, she watched her son run around, swing from the poles and play with the puppies. I asked her if I could photograph her, as I was taken by their bright smiles. Right after she agreed, I showed her the photo. Wasn't able to took photos of the kids because they were busy playing :) As far as adventures go, the places take my breath away, but it’s always the people that touch my heart. It’s almost always the people I meet that end up as main characters in my journal. Inevitably, it is the people we meet along the way that make the story. So now I'm back home from that short awol I took for myself HAHAHAH - Deadlines are screamingggg! Final exams are calling! Had to finish work even if im not feeling well bc i have no choice :(  just trying to pass on the smile good evening :)

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Meeting in a public place would minimize any unwanted intimacy if things felt awkward. Four o’clock made sense because we could start with a drink, and if things went well, we could proceed to dinner and go from there. If things weren’t going well, we could go our separate ways.

“not romance. I only shared the story with people who wouldn’t think I was trying to live my life like a movie — who would know the story was about being smart in love, not starry-eyed."

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I still cry whenever i see this photo. it’s our groupchat’s profile pic and we used to watch a couple of episodes, (the favorite ones only) at school, at sleepovers whenever we can just to make the day lighter and happier bc of school stress. it’s so sad, how we use to imagine i’m monica, and you were rachel, and shiry as phoebe. how we imagine getting married, having children and having a 50th anniversary reunion or something. but now, all i can imagine is doing crazy stuff in heaven one day. beers are overflowing in heaven i know! the wedding bells are ringing, i know u would attend to my wedding one day, how we used to have the deal na si shiry yung maid of honor mo, ako kay shiry tapos ikaw sakin 😢 the insane wild dreams we used to laugh (as if shiry never dreamt) unreal... let’s share it there in heaven one day :) forever in our hearts.. hala-is-nis ❤️🙅🏻‍♀️🙆🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

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behind my twitter header was a frustrated theatre artist, I wanna do one play in my life, that’s on my bucket list. Just one... I’d be happy to take up even on a nonspeaking role. why not?  everyone's gotta start somewhere! I always dreamt of playing as a walking tree of Dr. Seuss’s, The Lorax btw. HAHHAH 

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just a picture of art and other lovely things I like

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˜”*°• H U M A N     C O N N E C T I O N •°*”˜

written 12:30 AM - 4 June 2019 —

(an excerpt on something i wrote on my journal hehezz🌹)

It’s one of those nights where I can’t sleep because I’m too inspired and just want to create. So here I am in my bedroom feeling a wash of fulfillment and inspiration as I write this down while cooped up behind my pillows.

Two days ago just before midnight, I found my dad’s classic yashica mf-2 film camera. This is just a round-up in my life lately- all the little things that stir fire inside me.

I started taking pictures 5 years ago (4th yr highschool before entering college). I was never passionate about it because it’s not my major in college and a lot of people were already good and into it, and i want my own style. All those times, I tell myself that I don’t want photography anymore. And also maybe I’m just pretending to be an architecture student ☹️ i felt like i’m not good at anything 😭 But then I find my passion into writing through my chosen career. Since the beginning I experimented with writing, no work-shops at all, and started taking photos again. As a victim of constant self-doubt, I guess i got tired with what is only provided. I’m on search for something new.

As a person who loves genuine conversations, It helps me understand people in a deeper level. So i tend to realize that the best subjects would be people! And learning this way I now know how to make my models feel comfortable in front of the camera even if being photographed might not be their type of thing. Then i started taking portraits again, (pag may free time and no school works) not just portraits of people as well as their stories. I wanted to bring it with me while i continue the journey of growing up lol. I aspire to reach people’s hearts because for me, this is not just a form of self-expression but a genuine human connection.

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“Do not bring your kid to work day”

Visiting the project site with papa not wearing proper safety attire. Nga namaaannn who would wear slippers hahaha! I hope one day I’ll be visiting a site on my own & supervising my very own design come to life. Papa this is for you! 🙏🏻❤️

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˜”*°•T H E    T A H O    V E N D O R •°*”˜

Written on 25th of April 2019

Went down yesterday to an unfamiliar voice calling out “TAHO!”. We always look forward to it on mornings like this, just like the old days.

I met Tatay yesterday and said

“Iha, kilala mo ba si Philip Salvador?”.

I had just gone from a walk with my dog and back, when we exchanged conversation in the side of the Dr.A. santos road while i was waiting for my taho. I then asked Tatay

“Hindi po, bakit po?”

. He said that Philip used to have cancer but because he sells him taho everytime. He was now healed, and now they’re good friends.

So taho has its benefits pala :) it has anti-ageing properties, cancer fighting factors which could weaken cancer cells, good for losing weight because it lowers cholesterol, lower rates of lung cancer and can prevent cancer and heart disease. Yogurt and yakult are good for cancer patients din pala.

He wanted me to buy taho to him everytime but forgot to point out where I live. (“marketing strategies” i hear u say!! Haha). He has carried a heavy pail of soy milk, walked a thousand steps and talked to hundreds of people for most of his life. He just stayed here in the city of Parañaque because he doesn’t like the job he find up in the province. He told me to share taho to my family and friends even if it’s cheap.

Kind of OA pero I felt so grateful. How can strangers be so pure, genuine and kind. I didn’t expect to find a taho vendor and a passionate taho vendor within. We do not need a degree in order to help others and contribute to the society. Please spread kindness even in small gestures. The world needs it. Don't forget to use po, opo, & thank you. It can relieve tiredness and melt hearts. ✨ In his world full of milkteas, taho will always be the best. Fight me on this.

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“7-11″

written  8:41 AM - 25 Jan 2019

Earlier today, a complete stranger on my way to 7-11 Kabihasnan smiled at me and so I smiled back. Another one sa school and we both walked away laughing kala mo magkakilala 

I like to think that strangers are just friends i haven’t met yet.

So much power in smiling to strangers! 

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Dec 3, 2017

OKAY! i ate alone in a restaurant. i have to check that off my bucketlist  i met an old man of 30’s and make kwento about shool and stuff and he’s alone din but he have to go bc errands and nothing interesting about the convo hehe.

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“all these moments will be stories we would tell our grandkids someday”

On my way to NU when I saw these kids with a towel around their necks pretending to be superheroes.

remember how it feels to be so young?

remember the days when you were still excited waking up to play in the morning.

the days when you were excited for breakfast as id pancakes and cereals are still good for lunch.

when you still hate watching news and fighting for remote controls for cartoons.

remember the days when you’re still grateful for a penny and don’t care about new shoes and branded clothes.

the days when you aren’t heavy to carry to bed when you’re asleep

when you still love to be Wednesday Adams for Halloween and now just the simple Louisa Clark from your favorite movie.

I couldn’t believe that once upon a time, I dreamt of growing up….

In a world where everything is moving faster by the day, be thankful for the gift of slowing down. (slow down summer vacay lol. slow down getting older and older. May 1 nanaman oops not again)

When we take a moment to pause and sit ourselves down to breathe in our surroundings, we realize life was never meant to be about perfection. You may experience life from the most joyful ones up to the saddest stories.

The fact that these kids dress themselves as superheroes during playtime, made me realize how the system of time works. It never stops.

You may hear or read this already everywhere pero guys… We should just live in the moment I TELL U.

All these moments will be stories we would tell our grandkids someday. We should live with these lines and make something out of it, because someday it’ll be all we need ✨💛🙏🏻 cheers to longer days and nights of no worries and just pure innocence.

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In another universe u loved me back, neither of us running from our feelings...

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I imagine myself getting lines around my lips by the time I hit 40. And from that little fake smile I make everytime I ignore my feelings...