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Big Bad Wolf Book Sale Philippines

Earlier today, I went to one of the biggest book fair to be held in the Philippines. I have been looking forward to going to this one because the books are such great deals, considering that it would be 60%-80% less than its original price. If it doesn’t make any bibliophile drool, then I don’t know what is.

The fair is situated in World Trade Center, Pasay City and I went there around 4 o’clock in the afternoon. There were a lot of people, I tell you! It is already the third day of the book sale and I thought it would be less crowded, but boy, I was wrong. I came with a buddy and basically, our strategy is to divide and conquer. The venue, however, is really big and it can be too overwhelming.

Before going there, I already prepared a list of titles and authors of the books that I want to buy but since there is a huge volume of books, I absent-mindedly just get books, read the blurb or synopsis, throw it to the cart if I find it interesting, then repeat. Personally, I found it hard to look for a particular title that I have in mind because the books were not arranged by author. It was, however, arranged by genre but considering that I went there in the afternoon, some books were not in its original place and some are already out of stock. I didn’t mind, though. It was fun and it made me feel like I was on a treasure hunt or something. Also, it is very amusing to stumble upon authors and compelling books that you haven’t heard before.

Apart from that, I found the fair very neat and organized. They provide trolleys and carts and they even have a customer storage area where you can leave or deposit some of the books when your cart is already full so you can make space for some more. I never get to use that, though, since I only bring cash for a few books and the cart that I have is more than enough. Since the prices are cheap, I bagged 9 books for only 1,510php (which is equivalent to about 29 USD)

All in all, I was very pleased and delighted with the experience. A small tip: one day is not enough. That being said, I will come back on the 24th, the second to the last day of the fair, and I hope the experience is a great as what I had today.

 

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What Makes a Hero?

Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Spiderman, Justice League and even The Incredibles, they are considered heroes. Creatures that can fly, have super strength, laser beams, invisibility powers, ability to climb walls and all other special stuff that a normal human being did not possess. But what defines them as heroes? Is it their super cool costumes and capes? High-tech gadgets? Superpowers? Are they the only ones to be labeled as heroes?

Simple people can be considered heroes. They might not have superpowers but they do things extraordinarily. I take my mom, for example. She manages to raise four kids, even she is completely, legally separated from our real father. She was able to teach us all the things we need to learn in life. Still teaching us a couple of life tricks here and there, and she is pretty damn good at it.

I remembered when we were kids, she used to work three different jobs just to make money for raising us, for feeding us and for all the expenses we need. She always put our needs in priority before herself. A woman who does everything for the love of her children. She was not able to pursue university and only finished high school because she became pregnant at the very young age of nineteen but that did not stop her from getting a decent job.

I actually once asked her if she regretted anything. I mean, yes, we were not living in the status as we have before and all her hard work, as well as my stepfather’s, are fruitful enough, but that won’t change the fact that my mom has been through a lot of struggles. She simply answered my question with this, “No. I did not regret anything and if ever I would be given the chance to go back, I would not change anything because I have been rewarded with the most precious gift I could ever have, you and your siblings.”

So back to the previous question, what makes a hero? Clearly not the awesome costumes and capes, neither the high-tech gadgets nor superpowers. I think, being able to care for someone other than yourself and doing things for the good of other people is what defines a hero. As what Superman, Christopher Reeve, said so himself, “A hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles.” Sacrificing your own happiness and even your dreams for other people’s sake and learning to surpass any challenges in life is a heroic deed that even just a simple person could do.

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An Open Letter To That Person Who Promised To Stay But Didn’t

How many times people have already promised you something? From a small thing like a gift or promising to accompany you to a movie or a party, to something big like promising to always be there and stay by your side whatever happens. News flash: No one really stay. They will still go at one point or another. There’s this saying that promises are meant to be broken but here’s the thing, why promise something if you’re not really intended to keep it?

Here’s to that one person who promised to be by my side even I’ve caused too much trouble, to that person who promised to always cheer me up when I’m having the worst day ever, to that person who promised to share with me all the laughter and pain, to that person who stayed but gone the next day, to that person who promised but never kept it.

I miss you even though you left me hanging. I miss how you comfort me whenever I get into a fight but I’m the one who end up crying. I miss how you always try to make me laugh when something goes wrong. I miss the way you brighten up my day through a song. I miss the time when you’re always there and telling me that everything is going to be okay. I miss the way we used to be.

I hate you for making me believe that you’ll always stay. I hate you for making me feel this way. I hate you for not considering the fact that I’ll never be the same when you go. I hate you for leaving when you know that I’ll be missing you so. I hate you because I cared and it scares me because I’m still hoping you’ll come back when I know that you never will.

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Welcoming Myself Back to Blogging!

Since I was a teen, I had an on-off relationship with blogging. I can’t remember how many times I created a blog on different platforms, including but not limited to wordpress, blogspot, blog.com, tumblr, and everything else in between.

I, of course, love writing. I liked how it is a way to release every kind of emotion that a person is feeling. Happy? Write. Sad? Write. Bored? Write. I also loved how writing serves as a platform for a greater and bigger purpose.

As for this new blog, it will continue to be like a personal page where I can post and express everything that I had in mind. However, I also considered posting here literary works, works of fiction and articles in relation to my advocacy which is mainly related to self love and mental health awareness.