Nearly Nine Years

When I approached the counter of the Starbucks I’m currently writing this from, the barista, Michelle, greeted me by name. This Starbucks is across the city from where I live, so this was slightly concerning. However, it’s five minutes from Heritage Park where I’ve been going to rehearsal five times a week for the last two months.

From an Airport

I stopped writing for a while. Half because I got busy, half because, I don’t know. I stopped feeling like a writer.

I’m in an airport as I write this, but won’t be anymore when you read it. I’m on my way to Ho Chi Minh city in Vietnam, where I will rendezvous with my mom, my sister Amy, and my brother Marvin. My flights were booked later and as a result, I’m travelling separately from them.

Thoughts on Honesty

I never really considered myself an honest person.

I’ve been thinking about the traits I was proud of when I was younger. The ability to lie convincingly and without shame was one of them. Obviously, it isn’t exactly¬†something someone should be proud of, but I was a good liar and it¬†protected me. So yes, I was proud.

GIVEAWAY! Yay!

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I’ve been writing this blog for three years now and you guys have been following, either from the beginning or just recently, and I love you all for it. Without each and everyone one of you, I’d feel like I was screaming into the abyss. So as a token of my appreciation, I decided I’d hold my first ever giveaway.