Head or Heart

Dear JC,

Do not freak out. I am your future self.

I wrote this letter to warn you. What happens ten years from this day is dependent on the choice that you are about make.

Head? Or Heart?

I chose heart. And that’s the reason why I wrote this letter.


Writing 101: Be Brief — You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter. Approach this post in as few words as possible.


1/3: The Wait

I know he belongs to her now. I know it’s pathetic to still wait for him, at this hour. But I have been waiting for three hours, another two won’t hurt. Right? He said he’ll be here, and he’s never broken those words before. Though everything’s different now. Though we both said it’s over. Though what I’m asking would hurt someone else. I’ll wait for him. He’ll come.

An hour.

A couple of hours.

22:02. I glance at the bedside table. Cakes don’t spoil easily, right? It’s chocolate. I bought it before I came here. I asked for a candle, but they said there’s none left. I bet I’m not the only one who’s celebrating today. It was raining hard outside and it was hopeless to find a candle, so it was just the cake. I’ll just keep the wish to myself.

22:35. Should I still wait? Viber message delivered.

23:00. I dial his number. It’s ringing…. He cancelled my call.

23:01. I dial his other number. The telephone number you dialed is not is service or out of coverage area…

I feel cold. A drop of tear on my mobile screen. And another. Another. I am shaking.

23:40. I reach for the switch and turn the lights off. It’s over. He’s not coming. Who was I kidding? I reach for the blanket and wrap it around me. Time to sleep.

23:52. My phone vibrates. Yes. I’m still in a meeting. Will be there at 12:30. Wait for me.

23:53. Tears. Ok, will wait.


Writing 101: Serially Lost — Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t anymore. Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.

Songs (Freewrite)

The exercise says to pick the 3 most important songs in my life, but I’m afraid the 15 minutes that were allotted for freewriting will be over before I get to choose these 3 songs. Well, let me try.

There are songs from my childhood that I grew up with. Disney songs specifically. And if I should pick one special song from Snow White to Frozen, I think it will be “A Whole New World” from Aladdin. Why? Because that movie was my first ever cinema experience. And that was the first time that I get to realize how much I love the idea of fantasy, and magic. Like the song says, it has taken me to a whole new world, and I will never forget that experience.

There are also songs from the church. I grew up from a Christian family, and I believe these songs have honed my character and life choices. There are a lot of worship songs that I sing in specific circumstances. But if I must choose one, I think it’s “Alabaster Jar,” because I consider my life as an offering. At this point I still don’t know my exact purpose for being here in these earth. There are a lot of things that I want to be, that I want to accomplish. I’ve been failing and succeeding from each attempt to be someone of significance.. but to know that I was born with a purpose–to be an offering of worship to my Creator–it helps me to stand again every time I fail.

And then there are mainstream songs. I like music. I listen to them everyday while I travel, while I work, and sometimes while I sleep. to choose one would be very difficult, but let’s just say it’s “Show Me The Meaning of Being Lonely,” by the Backstreet Boys, because they are the first foreign group that I have consciously liked. Well I liked listening to that song and waiting for it to appear on MTV. It was the start of the expansion of my musical preferences. It’s also a bit inspiring to know that they are still making music and songs until today. Another inspiration to “keep going.”

There you go. Three songs. But there are still others. but my 15 minutes are up.


Writing 101: Commit to a Writing Practice — Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you? 


This moment. Sitting on a cushioned leather chair in your favorite café, your choice of pasta—tomato and herb linguine—and a regular cup of today’s featured brew on the wooden table. It’s a quarter past one in the afternoon. Your dentist was late for your 11:00 appointment, and so you have to take your lunch an hour late as well. It’s not surprising that the place is almost empty at this time, because there are only a few people like you who would choose to have their lunch in a coffee shop, alone. Well, in your country’s culture, generally speaking.

You pick up the fork and start twirling your pasta against a spoon, because that’s the proper way of eating it according to one of your colleagues. You take your first bite, chewing ever so slowly because braces are one of today’s modern torture devices, and you are finding it hard to choose which jaw is the right side for chewing.

And that’s when he comes.

He looks really smart with his long-sleeved dark grey polo shirt and black slacks and clean haircut. Your optical nerves just sent a cute guy alert to your brain. “Can I?” He asks, gesturing at the seat across from you, and though you know that there are a lot of lonely tables around where he can sit and not make you unnecessarily self-conscious while eating linguine, you say “sure,” with a shrug and a smile. You try to make room on the table, but he says it’s fine and there’s no need. You move your tray anyway.

After taking your second, third, and fourth bite, you take a sip from your coffee cup while giving the stranger a side-way glance.


Writing 101: A Room with a View (or Just a View)If you could zoom through space in the speed of light, what place would you go to right now?