And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.
~ Douglas Coupland
***Yesterday, I mentioned that I will be writing more (and hopefully get better at it) using the writing prompts I got from The Daily Post. Consider this my first entry.***
Surreal experience. I lot of things popped into my mind but I kept validating if it’s really a surreal experience. So I went to Merriam-Webster to check the FULL DEFINITION of the word “surreal”.
“Intense irrational reality of a dream”. Nose bleed. Right there. I had to tick off a lot of the things that were inside my head. But one thing that I could not tick off was when I fell off a cliff during my college days.
I survived. In case you’re wondering.
Here’s my ‘whoa’ story.
During my Physics field trip, we went to a nearby mountain to check boiling points. We were with our professors and students from other sections. I was among my friends and I was having a jolly good time (I’m the clown). Unfortunately, I was (I would like to believe that this is truly in the past, so please, don’t argue) clumsy and I tripped on a rock. I went rolling down the mountain… AND SOME BANANA TREES SAVED ME FROM DEATH! I’m not making this shit up. Despite this, my professor had the balls to say “Look class. That is a free-falling object” and every body laughed. I laughed too when they told me (of course I didn’t hear him say it! I was too busy rolling down the freaking mountain!).
Anyway, when my friends and I talk about that experience, we always laugh. But at the end of that, I am reminded that I am alive because of the banana trees. I didn’t have a knight in shining armor to save me. Heck! I didn’t need one! Nature provided my savior.
The other side of the story is I really died and I’m imagining that I’m writing this from my grave. Hey! We need a horror story–it’s nearly Valentine’s day.
Before 2015 ended, I was searching for ways to motivate myself to write more and be better at it. I ended up stumbling upon The Daily Post. I told myself that I would take a swing at it–this year. Well, January 2016 ended more than a week ago and I still haven’t started.
I literally could not get myself to write anything–until I HAD TO write something for work. It was short and it took me a long time to send it out for review. I realized that the reason I stopped was not because I had nothing to write about nor was it about not having the time to write–it was simply because I no longer had confidence in my writing abilities thus my lack of motivation.
But I digress. I checked out The Daily Post again and downloaded their writing prompts ebook. I went through the list and it seems doable–as long as I allocate and hour or two a day to just write.
Here some of the prompts:
- Mentor – Have you ever had a mentor? What was the greatest lesson you learned from him or her?
- Local Flavor – Write a piece about a typically ‘local’ experience from where you come from as though it’s an entry in a travel guide.
- Fill in the blank – Three people walk into a bar…
- Goals – When you started your blog, did you set any goals? Have you achieved them? Have they changed at all?
I’m not saying that I will write every single day! I might just end up eating my words–again! But I might start with at least once a week. I think that’s better than not having anything new in my blog for 6 months!
So here’s to writing more–starting tomorrow! BWAHAHAHAHAHA I’m not even kidding. This is my entry today–it counts!!!
See you tomorrow!