The Race And Your Pace

So, this was a post for Day 4 of the IG challenge. The second to the last day. I had fun posting most of them, even though I know I ended up posting photos with seriously long captions (or not exactly that long). Before any of you would ask, this post's title has something to do with what I read from one of the photos posted for this IG challenge. But we'll get to that later.

Behind-The-Scenes

Day 3 of #daretoshareIGchallenge... and I was late for posting the morning photo for the first time. I don't know why I felt like that, though. I mean, I never cared about my time in posting photos in Instagram before. Or maybe because I was just that excited to post it, huh?

So the theme for Day 3 photos are BTS. Fun BTS, as Ms. Arriane emphasized it. But seriously, I have to admit that my life is a little boring, considering the fact that I was living an almost hermit-like life. Haha! Just kidding. I'm not a complete hermit. But I really prefer to stay at home and write, think of what to write, and think of ways to have a progress on my writing projects. But we'll get into that later. Okay?

Inspiration

Hey, there! How are you all doing? I hope you're all doing great today. Or if not, try to do something that will make you forget those sad or bad things that had ever happened today. Try to become an inspiration to those who can't think of what to do to get out of that zone of sadness or gloominess.

At least, little by little, as an aspiring writer, I try to.

So what's with the title? It's still about the #daretoshareIGchallenge I joined to. This is the 2nd day of posting photos for that challenge. As usual, two or more photos would be posted at 9-10 am and 9-10 pm.

My Thoughts This Father's Day

Honestly speaking, I don't know how to start expressing my thoughts, anything that has something to do with my father. It's been a really long time since then for me. I don't have many memories about my father, with exceptions to class recognitions and graduations that he attended and went to with me and my sisters.

So, here. This is just one of the few photos I had that has me and my father in it. My graduation day. Months after that, things really started to get rough for all of us. Before I knew it, my parents separated. Maybe not official and legal yet, but you get the picture. Endless fights and resentments of things that had happened in the past and supposed to have been forgotten and just let it go made it all worst. Both of my parents are prideful people. No questions asked, that's the truth. Even as days passed, I could really see that.

Even so, I'm still glad that I have a father like him who respected and (over)protected his four daughters so much. Whenever I see and read news about fathers murdering, molesting, or even raping their own daughters, this thought continues to run in my mind. That I'm glad my father isn't like that. We might have disagreements (lots of them, I might add). But at the end of the day, my respect for him is still there.

I've given him (and even more to my mom) many disappointments. I guess, until now, I'm still giving him that. But if you're going to ask me, I'm not going to trade my father for anything else. I might not be (quite) devoted to him as I was to my mom. But he's still my one and only father. Sorry will never be enough to compensate for all the bad things we did and said to each other. But I love him. I hope that, even though I don't say it often, it will still reach him.

I love you, Papa! And Happy Fathers' Day, as well!

Bigger Goals, Huh?

Hey, guys! How are you? Are you all doing well? I really hope you all are. I know today is Fathers' Day, and I should be posting about that. But I'll post something about that later. This one is a different topic.

So yesterday was the start of posting photos in IG for the #daretoshareIGchallenge. I know that it's not going to be easy for me since I just post photos there randomly. Whenever I feel like it. But I want to try things, at least do them one step at a time. So in the next coming days, I might post photos here as well that I posted in my IG account. Maybe that would really help me recall and realize my bigger goals in life.

And trust me, there's a lot of them. Hehe!

A Really Long Rant

WARNING: This is a long post. And I mean really long since umabot lang naman ito ng 2 pages nang i-type ko ito sa MS Word. Font style: Calibri, font size: 11. Haha! Grabe, in-elaborate pa talaga ang ginamit na font style at size, `no?

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Nakakairita! Sa totoo lang. Masyado na bang dumarami ang mga taong walang magawang matino sa mga buhay nila at pati ang nananahimik na buhay ng ibang tao, pinapakialaman at tinatangka pang sirain? Sa mga nakakakilala sa akin, alam nila na hindi ako masyadong nagre-react kapag ako ang pinapakialaman nila o nilalait nila. Hanggang kaya kong manahimik para lang walang gulo, gagawin ko. Ganoon ako. Pero kapag ang nanay ko o ang mga kapatid ko na ang tinira nila, aba! Ibang usapan na ‘yan, ah.

A Super Sentai Fanfiction Plot

Okay. So since I started posting my Super Sentai story on both my Tumblr and Wattpad accounts, I decided to post this particular fanfiction featuring Seitenger and one of my favorite Super Sentai series, Kyoryuger that's been in my mind (and in my flashdrive) for a long time now. Now, I know I only posted two of the episodes for Seitenger. But what you're about to read here will contain some spoilers on how the series will run, despite the timeline of this particular fanfiction taking place several months after Seitenger's finale.

Here's how the fanfiction goes: