365,writing challenge day 8

Day 8 a mash up of prompts

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I entered a different topic on the 7th day but then, I decided I still wanted to write about the topic that was supposedly written on that day. So, I’ll include it here.

Day 7 prompt.

Of a rocket launches to space, it would go straight to Saturn. There I wouldn’t mind whatever storm it faces, at least I’ve seen its amazing rings that made it incredibly amazing. There wouldn’t be any second thoughts from that point. Not a second to waste and I would draw images and paint everything I want at that moment.
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8. Dream-catcher: Write something inspired by a recent dream you had.

I don’t recall my vivid dreams and the lucid ones rarely come. If I were to write about what I remember from one of the last ones that I had a couple of years back….

A prose lurks from within the confides of my mind…

Sullen, dry, defeated
No pain and yet screams echoes the hall
All lost in debt….

Pleading, weaving, crying
No one saving.
All is fading.

Thrust, run, hide
Bleed tonight.
Drown to the shadows.
Die.

365,writing challenge day 8

Day 8 a mash up of prompts

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I entered a different topic on the 7th day but then, I decided I still wanted to write about the topic that was supposedly written on that day. So, I’ll include it here.

Day 7 prompt.

Of a rocket launches to space, it would go straight to Saturn. There I wouldn’t mind whatever storm it faces, at least I’ve seen its amazing rings that made it incredibly amazing. There wouldn’t be any second thoughts from that point. Not a second to waste and I would draw images and paint everything I want at that moment.
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8. Dream-catcher: Write something inspired by a recent dream you had.

I don’t recall my vivid dreams and the lucid ones rarely come. If I were to write about what I remember from one of the last ones that I had a couple of years back….

A prose lurks from within the confides of my mind…

Sullen, dry, defeated
No pain and yet screams echoes the hall
All lost in debt….

Pleading, weaving, crying
No one saving.
All is fading.

Thrust, run, hide
Bleed tonight.
Drown to the shadows.
Die.

Dealing with people and you day 7

A 365 day challenge off-topic entry.

(Don’t worry folks, I will still be writing through the prompt but– something happened and I just needed to vent it out here instead of spontaneously combusting without any control).

Now… What is this about?
It’s pretty simple really. Just one word to sum up the topic.
COURTESY.

Majority of people nowadays don’t seem to know the value of respect.
(I for one, from time to time also is not able to completely practice good manners) however, when able. I do my best to be courteous enough and polite enough for the sake of respect to everyone I admire and see fit to be respected.

I was raised in an environment that values this very much.

Honestly, it just surprises me to see, hear and experience people without a modicum of respect nor restrain for their own.

Now, not everyone has the same belief nor everyone else around has that same exact understanding. However, we should always remember that friendship and love may be different from one another and yet, still be alike. What is it?
The word Respect.

Why am I saying this? Well, because this is a personal post.
I met someone last year. The person was already showing signs of tactlessness yet, I gave a chance because we were in a group together.
Now, it is rare for me to be open to people and willingly accompany them or even meet them at any point, but I do know that we are free to choose whom we want to be around with.
An act of kindness (to me) gives you a privilege to be respected BUT if you break that time and again. I cannot guarantee that I will stay as a friend or acquaintance.
The only reason I stay is because perhaps the people around me had asked me to give patience ( and I comply) however, I am only human. I wanted to keep quiet instead of plainly making things awkward.

However, driven to a wall where you cannot absolutely say anything because it might or will complicate things for others is something that I cannot do.

It is against my nature (and to plainly place words) I find it childish and imprudent to try and ask for respect.

I guess, the person did not feel I was a respectable person and so had the idea of literally belittling me. Consciously or unconsciously it does not matter.

The main reason is — enough to send me waltzing out the door.

So, thank you my friend for reading this personal entry and I do hope that if you had found yourself in a similar position as me.

Here’s a little advice I found from the movie Kingsmen.

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365 Writing challenge day 6

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Hello, I would like to apologize first hand that this post may appear informal. My laptop had some issues and so, I am now using my android phone to carry on with my daily entry for the time being.
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Eye Contact: Write about two people seeing each other for the first time

Eyes gazing deep into my soul
A world of admiration engulfs me
A familiar scent from the wind
My heart halts for a moment

Every second of that minute I remember
To you who gently tapped my shoulders
Asking questions that I could not answer
Caught in surprise as my eyes fell for you

Gold framed glasses, I gaze back willingly
Shaking, faltering, wavering
Did I just fall?

I asked myself…
I said No…
It was impossible…

I said I can’t.
He said hello.

His eyes sparkled and I knew he felt it too
No words needed to convey
Time made it possible
We both felt it and struggled

Eyes that met, our souls that spoke
No words said. Just hello.

365 WRITING CHALLENGE DAY 5

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DAY 5

Food:

What’s for breakfast? Dinner? Lunch? Or maybe you could write a poem about that time you met a friend at a cafe.


I don’t really eat three times a day, and it does not mean that I do not like to eat but, I’ve always been on my own whenever I eat, and honestly I could care any less about eating three times a day at home. I prefer eating in unconventional time of day, and while others may see it as unhealthy, I guess the reason would always be routing me back to how my family valued time and food.

I do, occasionally enjoy eating with good company and only then everything I eat made sense. I don’t know if I’m following the rules of this prompt properly but, I feel like I could make a short entry and include a short poem or prose.


Yesterday, I thought of nothing

about how the clouds look like cotton candy

and the rays of the sun colored the sky &

even how the Sun sets to sleep.

I thought  about everything and then I said to myself–

how wonderful it must be to gaze into the stars without worry.

My stomach grumbles and the dumpling I held on my lap

looked sad and soggy.

I imagined a shadow of you, approaching and sat beside me.

we talked beneath the stars about our dreams that night.

 everything made sense, and suddenly the food tasted like no other..

that dumpling that was nothing more sweeter than anything I’ve tasted ever before…

The Dumpling and you, what a wonderful thought…

Why Genbu Kaiden is the greatest love story in Fushigi Yuugi

It’s been what?

Over 14 years or more since the first time I laid my eyes on Fushigi Yuugi Series. Researching and reliving the moments, while I return to retrieve my former beloved habits (by simply binge watching on old animations) while juggling the new ones in between my spare time. I found this very awesome and well thought about review for the whole entire series (particularly about Genbu Kaiden) and I must say!

Very well said, and good job on writing this review. It somehow inspired me to write my own anime reviews again in the future. In the meanwhile, if you’ve just recently stumbled upon the Fushigi Yuugi series, then please do enjoy reading the whole entire post.

WARNING though– MAJOR SPOILERS UP AHEAD!

See if you agree or disagree.

Source: Why Genbu Kaiden is the greatest love story in Fushigi Yuugi

365 WRITING CHALLENGE DAY 4

DAY 4

Who’s dancing and why are they tapping those toes?

I almost missed the day. There were moments of unpredictable chaos that came in waltzing into my life, and I don’t think there would be anything for me to write about dancing at all. There is no one tapping their shoes around me because of a beautiful tune, but more about anger. The kind of tap that we hear when someone is frustrated or annoyed waiting.

In my case. I was not waiting at all– it was more of a dance of patience (on when I should be running out of the exit) while I watch my Family quarrel their way out to understanding.
In the end, I had to take a step in.

I don’t feel like re-telling any stories. I guess what matters most as of the moment is to write something about how the sentence relates to me today.
So, here I am– a writer and author of my life. Sharing the world what it feels like to be caught in the middle of an endless loop.

Maybe someday, I’ll be able to share exactly how everything goes from the moon and back.

 

On the other hand, this reminded me of a story that my good friend

Mark Manalang  wrote on wattpad entitled: Odoriko

SYNOPSIS:

After nearly losing his legs in an accident, a traumatic experience worsened by the discovery of his girlfriend's betrayal, Ben Garcia found solace in dancing to help his rehabilitation. 

Reeling from a devastating defeat and her break-up with the dance partner she deeply admired, Elena Rosales re-learned ballroom dancing on her own to prove her worth as a true dancer and win back his affections. 

In a twist of fate, they are paired together to compete in a contest - with barely a few months to prepare - by performing the mysterious Spanish dance of flamenco.  

The fiery beat of the guitar and the lights of the dance floor may revitalize Ben's body, and awaken passions deeply hidden within Elena. But can the raw, unbridled power of flamenco heal the greatest injury of all - their broken hearts?

("Odoriko" is the second part of Tenkouken's novel series, "The Promise at Tanabata".)

If you happen to like the synopsis of the story or was just plain curious.
Just click on the link and read away because sharing important things that matter always cheers me up anyway.

 

Happy 32

It is always the best way to end the day with smiles despite the saddest moments in our lives~ Glad you are happy Rockee! Happy 32 again!

God Bless you always!

RACQUEL SARAH

Thank You Lord God for another year! Your gift for me this year is amazing! A Career. The Career I am longing to have. Thank You Father God! Thank You for Jesus! Thank you for my future… :P I love you Father God!

Thank you to my family! They keep me going because of their unconditional love. I can really feel it!

Thank you for my schoolmates, friends, and teachers  in Escuela de Valle Verde, Greenville Academy and AMA BInan!

To all my best friends, I am so thankful for you all!

To my JCRBCC Family! I love you all so much!

To Lisa Kingsley and Basics Global, we are so thankful for your concern for Filipinos.

TO VCBA and Hope House Centre! Thank you for the opportunity!

To Buqo, Thank you for the opportunity. Special Mention to John(Alden ng buqo), Maxine, and Ariel

To my bookbed family! Thank you!…

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365 WRITING CHALLENGE DAY 3

DAY 3

3. The Vessel: Write about a ship or other vehicle that can take you somewhere different from where you are now.


      At 7:25 in the morning, the first thing I do was to grab my phone and open my laptop. I knew I was planning to write something for today and follow the challenge diligently. Listening to songs from ALEXANDROS (the current japanese band that I’ve been listening to) while taking a few minutes to chat with a long time friend of mine who’s now in America.

Halfway across the world, she tells me that at the moment, her family were on the road to a family friend.  I said to her “take care and talk to you later” and just like that our conversation ended.

I guess I won’t go into further details what we talked about, but I had the thoughts of travel in my mind.

There was someone special that I wanted to see badly in person and talk to. Unfortunately, I can’t just approach that person without any regard, unlike back in high school. And so, I leave myself into my own world and imagine the what if I had everything under my power to get where I need to.

I thought about taking a plane ticket directly to Canada, and just like that a friend of mine would pick me up from the airport and we would take in a chopper to where he would be, and from that point (I knew that was now going to be really dramatic) but hey, I could care any less. It was my world– and I thought about confessing my long bottled up feelings from that height, and then perhaps if this world would permit me to hear his words.

I could care the flying monkey’s if it would be a rejection. I would take that chance and jump– BUT life isn’t anime. We aren’t in a world where we can live again if we fell off a chopper. Although, it is inviting if I could only fly towards where he was from the very start. I would have never been in this predicament.

Yes, it isn’t just a single vessel that I’m thinking about. There are many possible modes of transportation, and yet one thing would always matter at the end. There would no place I would rather be right now but with this person ONLY.


should I place his name?

would it matter?

yes. I would rather be with Saturn— around the rings that made everything possible.

A dream. Not that it would make any sense to all of you here.

My Birthday Treat: Free eBook When Fate Speaks Big Time

Hey guys!

I’m already way behind schedule and with a ton of reviews to post, and stories to read– looks like the my astronomical stars was right all along.

but, before I forget. Here’s a major announcement coming from Author Racquel Sarah with her FREE eBook Gift to all of you!

Please check out her blog for more details and get the chance to read her stories! ^_^

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACQUEL!

 

from yours truly,

Magsi Rover from Gpicks!

 

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