Pain is Beauty

When him and I exchanged letters after our high school graduation our letters contained similar content. We both said we had liked each other but because I thought it was not the right time to enter in a relationship given our age and maturity and his reason being that it was discouraged at their Church, we both thought to leave it at that.

One of the things I appreciated in his letter was when he apologized for always correcting me when I was at fault and quoted Proverbs 27:6; "Wounds from a sincere friend are better than kisses from an enemy."

Every time my dad talks to me regarding how "sungit, disrespectful, prideful" I am to my sister or to my grandmother or to my tita, I would defend myself of course and in the event I would end up crying because I do know to a certain degree that it is true.

Before we can correctly apply knowledge, we cite painful yet educational experiences.

My dad recently met a motor accident and had to have a knee surgery. This morning he told Bea to never ever drive a motorcycle.

I would look back to my high school experience of quitting the volleyball varsity team when searching for courage in the opportunities that come my way.

I had to sacrifice all my free time and to an extent, my academics when I joined the debate team in college for one semester and had to cry one or few times too due to stress but it was equivalent to one free and significant course to remove political apathy.

A pencil undergoes a painful process of sharpening before it becomes useful and only then could it serve its purpose.

A Lesson at a Job Interview

Who would have thought that I would be receiving a significant writing tip at a job interview. It was a highly appreciated piece of advice coming from an experienced writer at a television network.

Generally, she said that I write rather safely and conservatively but when I wrote about Migration and Globalization as my answer to one of the the essay questions she said it blew her mind and called me 'little nerdita'.

She said that there's no 'landi' in the way I write making the style of my writing very serious and heavy. When I asked whether it's about the content and if I should write about more controversial things she said, not necessarily and answered that it the way one uses language and encouraged me to play with words.

After expressing interest in me in the departments I could be part she invited me to another interview with a different department head. As I bade her goodbye I told her I would consider her writing tip and she told me I should go for it because I have it in me.

I would love to get feedback regarding the way I write. Upon the creation of this blog I told myself my only audience would be myself and a few intimate friends. Yet how do I grow as a writer without people having read my works and critique it for my personal and professional growth?

I'll try my best you guys :)