Out of boredom and probably doesn’t understand what to post anymore, I thought of making another blog where I can write about what I passionately love — TRAVEL! Please visit my newly made site. So far I have posted two entries and I am still digging some photos of my previous and arranging the recent travels. Would you mind checking my newly curated blog? :) Suggestions and constructive criticisms are welcome for improvements. Looking forward to post more and I hope you will enjoy my “other”page. Von voyage! <3
The Aboitiz group launched an 8-hectare biodiversity learning center at Punta Dumalag, Brgy. Matina Aplaya, April 23.
Punta Dumalag has been known to be a marine-protected area that serves to nurture the rare and diverse ecosystem and also known to be a sanctuary to the critically endangered hawksbill turtle.
There’s so much to share like what I’ve been through in my senior college years — the “ups” and “downs” — until I finally graduated! Also I MISSED BLOGGING SO MUCH! (And YOU, of course) :D
I am having a recollection of my memories and reflection and thinking of sharing it by writing. By now I don’t know how or when but surely one of these days.
I hope I can find time to write my adventures, realizations, and everything.
For now my purpose for this writing is to let you know that I am back! :) and I am working on things that I would like to share to the world.
I am done with my internship and now I am looking forward as embark the journey in my senior college. I enjoyed and I’ve learned so much, of course. I’ve met several people who later became my friends and I’ve met this someone who later became special to me.
On my first day, I notice someone who sits in the right corner with his glasses on, busy writing something. At his young age, ( he’s just two years older than me actually,) they say he’s the _______. Unfortunately, I haven’t got the chance to befriend him. He is cute though, but his silence makes me feel intimidated. I don’t really why I can say that he’s special when it is just my first day…
He’s just there, on the right corner, with his glasses on, writing articles. There are times that I take a glace at him, wishfully thinking he will talk to me. But nothing happens. There are times that I wanna talk to him but he looks like he is not in the mood to talk to somebody. He’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, writing articles.
I stare at him while he’s busy in writing until I caught myself smiling alone. There are times that he caught me staring at him. Awkward shall I say, but nah, at least now I know he looks at me too. Sad, it’s all just stare and stare and no talking. He’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, writing articles.
On my second week, we, the interns, are assigned in different designations with the practitioners. No, I wasn’t assigned to be with him but be with his buddy. No big deal, it was okay. At least he joined the conversation as his buddy gave me a short briefing on what to do for the next days’ activity. But after, as usual. He’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, writing articles.
After I finished the report that his buddy tasked me to do, his buddy called me and asked to sit behind him for some queries. while his buddy showed me the editing, I realized that I was one seat apart from the editor which is ‘him’. lol! I got a little confusion on his buddy’s editing style and ask several questions. When I raise my questions to his buddy, I notice he attentively listens and tries to join the conversation (which I hope he will add more info about my queries and of course, he will talk to me) but he fails to join the convo as his buddy spontaneously do the talking so he’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, continued writing articles.
Our last week is here and the end is near. Still, no talking. Just glance and stares and vice versa. So I just do my thing to keep my cool and to stop my non-sense. Day by day, we’re getting closer and closer but no talking. Wooh, how was that? All my days I haven’t got the chance to talk to him. Not even a single ‘hi’ or a simple ‘good afternoon’ (because he comes in the office in afternoons). because he’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, just writing articles.
Until in my last day, friday, which happens to be his day-off, of course he wasn’t on the right corner, editing articles. I wasn’t even able to say my goodbye to him. But I thought it will not makes sense as I haven’t even say my hello to him in the first place. Because the whole time he’s just there on the right corner, with his glasses on, writing articles.
to write something when you don’t know what to write about. But it’s harder to write if you do not feel what you are writing about.
Do you feel me?