I play heroes all the time, but in real life, I'm a coward.
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Lost in the limbo The feeling of familiarity Around an alien land Home but not home Belonging but not belonging
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In this room
In this room Are faces of excitement For what awaits them In a land unknown Open arms of long unseen family Potential only unlocked by renowned univesities Wages that only a first world superpower can provide But in this room Are also faces of sorrow For what they will leave The land they call home Boisterous laughter of cherished friends Warmth only felt from our kind's notable hospitality Experiences that only a culture like ours can create In this room Are sons and daughters Cast into a future Weaved with hopes But laced with fears (Poem I made on my experience during the Commission of Filipinos Overseas' required pre-departure seminar. All those under 21 have a seminar tailored just for them and this is what everyone feels about their leave Anyway, less than a week to go...)
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The Night We Shared
One cold night in November
Both of us looked up
To a moon almost full
Encircled in a halo
With lit up eyes
And phones in our hands
We talked as if
The distance between us
Does not exist
You told me about meteor showers
As I pointed out constellations
In that night we shared
We gazed
At the same moon
And the same stars
I savored that night we shared
Because I knew
That after that night
Everything will change
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My "I love you" is hidden in the words "Gago ka rin eh"
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The First Semester is Almost Over
And the next one is filled with uncertainty What will become of Harmony? What will become of me? My heavy heart feels like it's going to cry Because it's almost my time to say goodbye.
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anxiety things #1
Person: *takes longer to answer than i expected*
My brain: they hate you. you messed up. maybe they never want to see you again. maybe they never even liked you to begin with. maybe they
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Can I have telapathy powers like in Sense8?
No? Okay.
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Dear-
Dear Ex, know I’ll miss the way you dance around the classroom and for making me laugh.
Dear Pam, I’ll miss our witty exchanges.
Dear Elle Jay, I’ll miss the conversations we have about the weirdest things.
Dear Zoe, I’ll miss your sincerity and warmth.
Dear Angel, I’ll miss you asking me to translate your texts to english.
Dear Dani, I’ll miss the conversations we have about your commuting experiences.
Dear Reiyo, I’ll miss the way you kid around.
Dear Sean, I’ll miss the way you encourage me to follow my passion.
Dear Pierre, I’ll miss your priceless reactions to things.
Dear Maynard, I’ll miss how you we laugh together when we play games in your laptop.
Dear Lyanne, I’ll miss the way you braid my hair.
Dear Nathalie, I’ll miss your very carefree personality.
Dear Armando, I’ll miss how you play beside us in silence.
Dear Josiah, I’ll miss how we tag team insult Jino and MJ.
Dear MJ, I’ll miss you jumping over chairs.
Dear Jino, I’ll miss how I mock you in a daily basis.
Dear Kyla, I’ll miss that boisterous laughter of yours.
Dear Ian, I’ll miss the times we’d laugh in chat because of our awkward personal exchanges.
Dear Ava, I’ll miss the mozzarella sticks and hash browns we share whenever we’re together.
Dear Mai, I’ll miss the warm hugs we have whenever we see each other.
Dear Mel, I’ll miss the times we go “fuck the system”
Dear Gwen, I’ll miss you fangirling over a newly updated fanfic you like.
Dear Alhy, I’ll miss you inviting me to hang out every chance you can.
Dear Christiane, I’ll miss how we cringe at our weeb days.
Dear Kenneth, I'll miss your optimism and how you see the bright side in everything.
I’d love to make this longer, but hell this is a pretty long post. Know that all of you mean a lot to me and it pains me to leave. I’ll miss you guys.
(Look at me being overdramatic, I haven’t even had my interview yet.)
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(Forgive me for my next posts, they're gonna be cheesy and really personal because suppressing feelings is crap)
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It's sad
Thinking about the things I'll miss if I leave this place.
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Welcome to the Philippines
Where Human Rights and Indigenous People are worth P1,000. I thought things couldn't get more ridiculous here in this country, guess I was wrong. This is absolute bullshit.
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This is the problem when good things happen to me
I don't think I deserve them. I think I'm a shit person. Perhaps I am a shit person. I'm a useless piece of shit. I'm sorry...
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I DID IT
I DID THE THING Now that my first goal is achieved, time to progress
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When oh when will be able to get the guts to talk to that motherfucker
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