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“Death is always sitting by your side so that, when you need to do something important, it will give you the strength and the courage that you need”

-Paulo Coelho

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although life goes on and we are all eternal, this existence will one day end.

-like the flowing river

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If you don’t know where you’re going, any road will get you there...

my-love-for-the-sun

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Someday

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Communication: The Road It Leads.

“Honest, open communication is the only street that leads us into the real world… We then begin to grow as never before. And once we are on this road, happiness cannot be far away.” –John Joseph Powel

The word communication first and foremost is the course and action of interacting with people and in their locality. Through the ceaseless interaction of two or more individuals, forged a partnership thus possibly influencing the philosophy, judgment and the mind-set of each other. Nonetheless, communication allows us to get the trust of others and at the same time aids us to secure better opportunities in life.

No matter which we are doing, either studying or working, or maybe DATING… communication aids us to build a long-lasting relationship with others. For students, it is essential for them to learn the proper and effective way of communicating. It is a vital skill in life and plays an important role either in academic career or in their future profession. As well as in a period where globalization and multiculturalism is eminent, students and as well as professionals needs to learn and relearn the proper and effective way of communication. Building relationship is not an easy task, it needs a lot of courage to give that trust to someone and at the same requires the features especially the two-way process and that is what we call ‘communication’. Having that relationship in the society brings us a feeling of accomplishment in life and makes life fun and enjoyable. Of course, it does not only apply in careers but also in our relationship with our family and for some, to sweet lovely couples. It is said that communication is the keystone in building a happy relationship with your zest. It is the very thing that bond and keeps the spark of a wild fire alive. In a commitment, some things are bound to happen such as misunderstandings, conflicts and the likes, nevertheless, effectively communicating with your lover or family effectively lessen the heartaches. As you can see having that kind of connection with the society, to your lover or in any relationship leads us to greater achievement in life.

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“This is our home. Damned if I won’t defend it.” Inspired by x

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should I explain or just remain quite because I feel like I’m making an excuse

crdts: to the owner

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The whole future lies in uncertainty. -Seneca

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Everyone is a prisoner of his own experience

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Looking at the bigger the picture

It was a hot afternoon, a usual time were we attend classes, jot down notes and listen to class discussions. I was on 9th grade that time and my classroom was located at the new building, third floor. Being located at the top most floor of the building, everyone would say that we have the coolest section because we would see everything from above and that we have the coolest view but needless to say they don't know that we are like living in the Sahara dessert were a drop of rain is impossible. Yes, it may be to exaggerated but that's what everyone feels when the clock hits 2 o'clock in the afternoon, we have fans that keep us cool but among the four only one is functioning, the breeze coming from outside is no help too, because it only brings with it, hot air and when the clock strikes 3 o'clock in the afternoon we slowly move to the left side of the corner and take shade because the ray of the sun's will slowly enter the room and it's very hot. During those time my classmates were unable to listen well, they tend to chat with one another because everyone is seated closely to one another and the teacher won't be able to notice because everyone would look like a can of sardines. As everyone were in a heated conversation, some were listening and jotting down notes and I on the other hand was half listening and not, I was more likely, physically present but mentally absent, not until I heard a very interesting "chika" among three of my classmates, they were talking about family issues and affairs. It peak my attention because I too was a product of a broken family. My friend Ereka haven't met her mother since she was a baby and just lately they met for the first time, I asked her what she felt when she met her mother, she said she was a bit hesitant to interact with her but happy and delighted. She found out many things about her mother, informations that were deprived from her until both mother and daughter met. My other friend Cristine, she recently found out that she's a product of a second family. It didn't occur to her that her life would be that twisted as it seems. She said she found out through chat from a mere stranger. The stranger said harsh full words to her, it broke her heart knowing and hearing those words from a stranger who is her eldest stepsister. She didn't expect that she would found out things and discover them like that. She kept it on her own she said, not until she told us. As I was listening, I was also reflecting my own beliefs. I realized that we need to see the bigger picture in every situations. I am a proud product of a broken family. My father left when I was only five and my sister four, we were young that time and we haven't seen him for the past 11 or 12 years. I may have a deep grudge at my father that time but when my friends shared their story I realized that what kind of "ate" I would be if I also hold grudges on my steps too, we were just collateral damages of our parents sins and faults. I also came with the thought "how or what would I feel when I finally see my father" that would be a very dramatic scene. As of now my father contacted me and my sister via messenger during my 10th grade, I remembered it was an emotional morning. The following year my mother found out, again it was a very emotional and dramatic scene because she thought we betrayed her just by exchanging messages with our father and as of now we lost contact with him and I tend not to look for him even though I have been longing- we've been longing a father figure, even for just a glimpse of time.

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Mi Amigo

She was a friend during my junior high journey. A typical introvert who loves K-pop and perform them on stage when needed to. We seldom talk but when we are in a heated conversation we loose track of time. One moment we were in a deep conversation, about family, I shared my part and she also shared her part. On that moment I found out that both of us were in the same position but different in many forms. Due to that long chat of ours I learnt a valuable lesson, that sometimes problems don't require a solution to solve them; instead they require maturity to outgrow them, especially handling family matters be it complete or broken, first or second. Maturity is a solution that only you can nurture throughout time.

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The Carnival

We can hear from afar the sound of a machine coming from the pirate ship or what we call the vikings "tsug, tsug, tsug" and loud shouts and squeals of youngsters can be heard.

In every month of June, a week before the fiesta, a carnival fair is being commenced to the public. It is a way to embrace the coming fiest of Saint Anthony de Padua aside from a 9 day "novina".

It was on June 7, 2019. Me and my family went to town, to join an event my mother was invited. As we go along the busy street of Tuburan, we saw food stands around every corner, selling different variety of cuisine and delicacies. We saw colorful " bandiretas" being hang up in the air. As we grow near the event, we heared booming music, saw colorful lights and beautiful decorations that illuminates the whole place, indicating a party is being launched. My mother and I, along with my younger sister went to our separate ways. Me and my sister went to the fair, since we planned it for days that we will go to the fair and enjoy some rides. We can hear from afar the sound of a machine coming from the pirate ship or what we called the vikings "tsug, tsug, tsug" and loud shouts and squeals of youngsters can be heard. As we entered the fair, there we saw yellow, red and blue tents being built that accommodates different kinds of games that young and adults can enjoy. We also saw fun rides to venture like the ferris wheel, the "chubibo", the octopus - what most of the people named it, then we have the horror cab and lastly the vikings. What I was most excited to ride to was the viking. I have only seen it on television and I was curious why most of the people always shout like they are scared or something when they ride the viking. As we take our respective places and putting our safety belts made out of metal, me and my sister were seated to each other at the last column along with some other teenagers. The engine started to operate, we swung very slowly back and forth until it went a little bit faster and swung a bit higher than the last time until it was very fast. I was screaming very loudly, screaming for it to stop, I wanted it to stop at the same time to continue. I wanted to laugh but only a shout will come out. I wanted to faint but I can't because it would be very embarrassing. I wanted to open my eyes the whole time but the feeling of being up above and looking down made me wanted to shout the name of my mother and call out "God" adding to that the sound the machine gave off when it operates back and forth. I wanted to enjoy the scenery as we swung up but I can't due to the tingling feeling from inside and out, it's a feeling that tickles your intestines but it's not, as we swung back and forth with the ride. As the fun came to an end we got off and my knees were shaking. A new set of bach came and took their respective seats, as I slowly descended the stairs and looked back, I realized that people who came to experience the situation I was in a while ago, riding the viking was not for a show, they didn't shouted because they wanted attention from the people as what I have thought, it was because a scary and fun experience to shout and laugh for. After having a good time at the carnival, me and my sister went back at plaza where the event took place and met up with our mother and went home together.

That night was a night to remember. It was a night of realization, that not only I learnt something but also I have proven a famous quote is true "Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way you'll be a mile from them and you'll have their shoes" by Jack Handy.

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Me

Silence is the key.

Towards people in me.

But it's me who care less.

Never though they are willing to pay the rest.

But my name sang in its jam.

I have no choice.

I am Jamaicah, I play the role I have.

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"Photos the autobiography of my life"

Growing up in the province, surrounded by tall trees, vast mountains and wondrous blue oceans. It's not hard to fall in love with the place, especially when you watch the sunset.

Due being raise in rural area, I can only see large trees, leafy bushes, alpine mountains and deep blue seas. Buildings weren't very dominant in our place during my childhood days not until now.

The beauty of nature inspired me to take pictures. It didn't occur to me that I have a thing for photography since my family doesn't own a DSLR camera, I myself don't even own a phone and also I'm a very insecure and shy person which added to the list of unexpectedness. My insecurities in life is always the one pulling me down.

My passion for photography was unexpected and a blessing in disguise, it's a blessing because it keeps me motivated when I'm down or insecure. My first shoot was on May 31, 2019 using the cellphone device of my mother, since then I always take shoots randomly. I plan to keep photography as my hobby and nothing more. Even though photography will only remain as my hobby I still consider this simple passion as the auto-biography of my life, like what Eric Kim stated on his blog "the photos you decide to shoot and not shoot reflect your own personal aesthetic and philosophical preferences - what you deem as beautiful (and not beautiful)." And I want it to be the way Eric Kim quoted.

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"And if my heart stops first, I'll find a way to keep going without it."

- Mindy McGinnis, This Darkness Mine