I’m a girl and I can (perhaps)

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              Yes, I’m a girl and I always hear people say I cannot.

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yes cute isn’t it?

I remember that time when I told my mum that I wanted to be a priest. I know I can’t cause I’m a girl. No worries, I researched on why women can’t be priests but still, I can’t seem to comprehend the predicament. But anyways, dream over cause girls can’t. No hate on religion and how the leaders run things\

I recall the trip I had with my grandfather. We went on our farm and there was this mango tree. I wanted to climb but he told me no. Girls can’t climb trees, only men.

I reminisce one instance when my teacher wouldn’t let me help out because I’m a girl. Instead he waited for the boys to be of aid. He said no to my face cause I’m a girl; a weak girl.

Sometimes, we often think that when men say “you can’t cause you’re a girl”, it means they are degrading us. #MenEmpowerment

But really

I get offended but I think they were just trying to be polite. Traditions, cultures, & routines of the past specialized on making women prim, proper, homely, & graceful. Back then, our ancestors were trying to keep the purity of women.

Gentlemen, doing the work for the ladies.

We can never really tell if an action done is bad or good. There are good intentions behind bad actions done. There are bad intentions behind good actions done

(Except when you know what they’re doing is rude and obscene)


I’m writing this because I can.

I’m telling you my opinion because I can

I still have my faith on humanity because I still do.

I still trust men because I can.

Let’s make things right

For our future brethren

Be courteous. Be honest. Be charitable. Be dignified.

Barely

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My heart hurts

I know, so does yours

Thing is, you probably felt it before and this is the first time mine did

Periods when I can’t think straight

Periods when I don’t want to do a thing

I barely even make an effort on writing this


My brain hurts

I know, cause it’s who and what I am

Truth is, my thoughts are stabbing me and in this memory I fall and fall hopelessly

Moments when I can’t say a word

Moments when life could drag me around

I barely even rise from my bed


My eyes hurt

I know, it’s you who I see, no one else

It is, and I can’t seem to denote how to get you out

Visions of the first time I saw you

Visions of the day I just ruptured

I barely even see the light


My stomach hurts

I know,  my creatures can’t find any pollen

Fear is, losing something that was never yours but you thought it was, drip of thought

That feeling you get when you know you’re going to fall and you kept waiting for the impact

That feeling you get when a someone asks you out but then was just tripping with friends

I barely even eat since you decided to leave


All my organs hurt

I know, you know, both of us know, you did it; a criminal, a traitor, a swine

Hatred is, I hate myself, hate myself that I could never stop loving you

I assumed that you’ll come back and be here but I could hope forever, just hope

I assumed that time would heal my broken organs, organs that were meant for you to break, but it didn’t

I barely even, barely even at at all

Wildest Dreams~

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Have you been dreaming lately?


Well, as crazy as it sounds, I don’t really remember my dreams that much at night. Scientists says that everyone has 2-3 dreams per night, it’s just that we don’t remember it. Isn’t it cool? Even if we are sleeping, our brains still function and enter into its sub-conscious state. That is cool. It’s like experiencing something unreal but we feel, we see, we hear it. How do they work?

I don’t know. Did someone discover it? Well, I’m not smart and I don’t know. Are dreams real? Like is there a world? Like do we substantially transfer our physical form into another ‘dream’ world?

Literally have no idea


I think about the blind people, they must admire the whole dream thing, and how amazing could it be when they see us and other different things as what they are in dreams. Like for example, a tree, when blind people dream, do they see a tree as what it exactly is?

Great~  I want to interview a blind person next time.

So I wanna hear from you, what do you dream about? Care to tell me? That would be fantastic!

1. Go For Wings

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One misty day, there lived thousands of fairies of all sorts. There were red fairies; the warriors, there were yellow fairies; keeper of all gold, there were blue fairies; purifier of water, there were purple fairies, the peacekeepers, there were green fairies, the land workers and there were orange fairies; the highest cast of fairies. They presume that the orange fairies are their kings and queens. And no one shall go against them. In all other aspects, they make all the other fairies work for their land and work until they fall from weariness. The orange fairies were feared, like a lion, they roamed the village. Everybody here was searching for something more. They were searching for a hero.

On a corner of a street, lived a pink fairy, yes, she was different, she had no wings, and no particular set of cast. No friends, no family, no one to accompany her. Her name is Lea. She is no ordinary fairy, nor was she better. Lea had this dream of being the hero everyone is looking for. But she had no wings, she had no friends, she has nothing. She never stopped looking for answers, she never stopped learning the truth, she never stopped looking for her cast-mates.

So then, the adventure begins! She set out to every district looking for answers, asking everyone if they knew anyone of pink. But no one knew. At District Tanusia, there she met an old blue fairy. “Hello, there! Excuse me, but I am Lea and do you know anyone who is like me?” she asked. “What do you mean?” the lady questioned back.

“Pink?”

“No child, sorry”

At District Refeirt, Lea didn’t have the chance to question anyone. It is because everyone is too busy and everyone is to snobby.

She set out further, walking and not flying like the others. At District Gudyban, the busiest town ever, Lea bumped into someone, a green fairy.

“Excuse me?” a boy her age hissed.

“Sorry, I was looking for something I didn’t…” Lea stopped when the boy cut through her sentence.

“You’re a pink too?” the boy whispered.

“Is that a good thing?” Lea said.

The boy abruptly threw a heavy sack-like cloth over Lea to hide her from everyone. “What are you doing?” she angrily asked trying to break through the cloth. “Listen to me, I have no bad intentions for you, I need you to listen to me.” he said quietly.

“My name is Josh and I’m taking you to our place, my grandmother can answer your questions.”

“What do you mean, is she pink?”

“Yeah, she is. It is unsafe for anyone like you here outside”

Josh then held his hand over Lea’s shoulder and they went a different direction. “I like this cape” Lea joked. Josh smiled


What… help

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Hey everyone! It’s me again and I am on a break from SCHOOOOOL! 

Best Decision Ever!

Anyways, so how’s it going lads? I clearly have nothing much to say right now. Teehee..

But at least you know how obnoxiously lazy I am. Kidding, truth, school ended and yeah, it’s summmmmmerrrrrr!

Moving on, do you have anything to do? Cause I don’t! So, tell me what should I do?

Hit me up with a clue and tell me what’s on your mind.

I need a hobby.

Job Planning?

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What should i say?

   Hi my name is Vin and I’m 14. This year I’d be turning 15 and yeah, sucks, I’m getting older. But, this would mean more challenges, more experience, more fun and more terrible, terrible stress. Moreover, at school we are given talks and lectures about what cool occupations should we get to be garner success!

  And this just sank my heart to the deepest abyss of earth. Personally, I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up!! I just want all these nature talks to stop. So, one time I visited a doctor because I was sick and he later on asked me what I want to be in the future. I was silent. My mom told him “she’s undecided”. The doctor frowned and said I should have some basis for my future and even at this age I should have my own choice and to find myself.

WELL JUST GREAT! 

 First off, I study and do my projects on time at school and I felt like the doctor was trying to say that I’m one of those wayward kids who are into sex and drugs. Well, no. Just because I can’t find my forte yet doesn’t mean I’m a worthless piece of gum that you stick everywhere. Why is the world judging me? (I’m kidding)

  The good thing is, I’m still breathing and I’m still capable and surely, what I would become is just beneath a cloud in my brain. The truth is I really wanna be a Race car Driver but everyone says it’s not worthwhile. My family, my friends, they all say I’m wasting my academic years for this simple s##t!

It’s not even a real job! (They say)

 It makes me sad that these people in my life, these people I seem to get along with are trying to make me follow lives of others.

A doctor like Mr. Lee

A lawyer like Ms. Saunders

A diplomat like Mrs Evans


When would it be my turn to choose who I wanna be?

You force me to be this other person! But what about me?!

What about Vin who is waiting for you to take your hats of ignorance off?!

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Hey guys I haven’t been writing for so long. The thing is I have been hospitalized and diagnosed with …….. ( let’s keep it low on that, okay? )

But one thing I could share is that Depression
led me into having this mind blogging mess. It’s really hard being happy and all in some given time and then figure out nobody cares. Trust me, I punch myself all the time literally and feel happy on another second.

I go to therapy all the time though but it’s really hard

You over there could say “Get over it” Well guess what I hope I could do that easily. People tell that to me almost every second of the day but really, it doesn’t help even by an inch.

Moving on, my mom has been helping me figure it all out. I don’t know if I’m stubborn or what… nothing is happening. I’m still sad, sick, ugly & alone. I only see her twice in a week.

I know it’s a common disorder and that most people have major depression I just want you to know that we could care for each other.

We could help each other out.
We could HELP EACH OTHER!

Why aren’t we doing that lately? Let’s do this thing!!

So, tell me how your day was. Type down in the comments below and give me your email account so we can start SHARING!!!

:) have a nice day

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