Literate for a Day: Someone or something you can’t communicate with through writing (a baby, a pet, an object) can understand every single word you write today, for one day only. What do you tell them?
I miss you so bad!
I understand now just how silly I was for taking you granted before. I hated to come home early because I thought you bore me that I couldn’t enjoy your silence. Now, I was gone from you for almost seven years & just stayed only 28 days each year with you that makes me sad & regretful for our past relationship.
I wish I could see you every day.
I miss your living room where I can relax comfortably while watching television, or listening to music, or chatting with my family.
I miss your kitchen when there’s no one around to cook, but me.
I miss the dining table to whom I shared with my family during mealtime.
I miss my bedroom where I slept alone restfully.
I miss our second floor that feels me, I’m near in heaven.
I miss everything about you my home.
Forgive me, I took you for granted. You are the best place in the universe!
One more time, one summer time I will spend it with my Son. Knowing that I couldn’t go home next summer, I wish I had spent all my day with him, traveled more to places he likes & never argued with him all the time.
I am a master of none.
I don’t like to be told.
I am addicted to solitude.
I want to travel outside the county on a regular basis.
I’d love to adopt a baby boy.
I am a fickle minded person.
I am afraid to get old.
I don’t like my decision to be judged.
I am not comfortable when someone asks how much is my salary.
I’m tired of pretending just to be nice.
I can speak with my mind, but that leads me into trouble. Not all human races can accept shitty and straight words. Tell them the truth and you will be beaten by their judgement, keep your thoughts to yourself and they will think you’re mysterious and distant. So often times I would rather think and write them all, to avoid discomfort and enemies.
I’m not good in keeping memories of my own mind and heart. I am forgetful. I am useless sometime. So taking photos, writing the best memories from special and random occasions became my habit.
I always have a diary when I was young. I just stopped writing on it when I learned that my Mom was also reading it frequently. I even used codes of words, but amazingly she still recognized it. So I was mad and disheartened and swore never ever again to write in a diary which is noticeable in her eyes. Online is much better!
So this made me into blogs. I don’t expect a million of followers or whatever. I just share and keep the memories in words. Honestly, when I have nothing to do and write, I just go back from the oldest date and read it, reminiscing it. It made me realize and remember who I am, who I was and what I have been through.
So again, let’s take every chance to live, to love and to laugh and write them all.
When I wake up every day, I always thank God for the gift of being alive. But Thursday is a special day for me, it is near to perfection, to my rest day. (Friday is the off day in the Middle East)
When I was young, weekend means to me for fun; going to the malls, movies, drinking, partying and going home very late. I had so much fun in those days. I am about to kill myself from exhaustion.
When I am right now, weekend means relaxation and “me time”. I almost hate myself for being too comfortable to be alone than to be with someone else. I always ask myself if I miss something important out there, and keep reminding myself to go out, and look for rather valuable activities to do.
Today is Thursday and it’s about to end. I made things to do;
When was the last time I earnestly set a goal for myself? I can’t even remember! Too bad. Too crummy. But since this challenge, defy me, I would have to think about it, hard.
My goals are:
To finish the short term course in my Accounting subject with 3 accounting system with perfect scores & knowledge, even my first objective was to have only the certificate for additional credentials.
To have extra money this month around $2500.00, to enroll the course for CMA (Certified Management Accountant).
To have a job description in my work, and not only to wait for random responsibility.
To find a new place to stay, it should be neat, quite & cheap.
To talk to my son heart to heart regarding his “issues” on his transition period of being a teenager.
Not to post anything in my Facebook account.
To watch a movie once a month.
To save at least $55.00 from my monthly allowance.
To finish reading the 2 books I have.
To do pay forward.
Well, as what the saying goes.. setting a goal is not the main thing. It is deciding how you will go about achieving it and staying with that plan. May I will review my goals everyday to achieve maybe not all of them, but will be most of them.
I never had made a New Year’s resolution last year, so clearly nothing to be resolved today. But I made one for this year and with any luck and perseverance, I will make it happen.
I have only one resolution and that is; WHATEVER I WANTED TO HAPPEN, I SHOULD BE AGGRESSIVE TO ATTAIN IT. Let me start with my Annual Leave Vacation. I applied already but my boss seems uninterested to approve it. I shall wait for his return next week from his business trip and I’ll start chasing him until I’ll get what I want.
#365 days of writing prompts#
Have you ever made a New Year’s Resolution that you kept?
To be in the middle class society, I would say I have a hard time getting and receiving what I want. My parents were always tough in budgeting, that they would only first provide me all the basic needs and the rest were just like always on the line.
When I was young I always wanted to have a beautiful doll and a bicycle. In fairness, my parents gave me one doll but it was worn out already and has a very ugly face. I played with it since I have no choice to be fussy. Later, I learned to make a paper doll which was more satisfying and lasting for my pleasure. Unfortunately, I never had my own bicycle; it was out of my reach. I was just able to borrow from friends and rented from our neighbors.
When I looked back at my younger years, I was lack of material things and I always wondered about it. I always asked the heaven why we are not rich and yet never heard an answer. Despite of it, I can always consider my childhood with a very happy time in my life. I was free then. No worries. No burden.
I wish I could go back the old times and enjoy it more.
I believe that each person has different learning styles and techniques. Others learned in a group and in an interactive setting, some find comfortable in one-on-one, or from various help of lectures and books.
My style of learning is through my experiences and from others. I am not at ease in a group interaction; I can’t concentrate on listening to lectures and some bullshit ideas from others. I just simply learned from my mistakes, victory, my instinct and a little use of my common sense. In that I can fully understand. In fairness I listen from someone’s experiences too especially to strangers where I can’t judge them.
In other way around, I took some test to know my learning style from answering questions with facts and information. I got this result, I am a VISUAL LEARNER.
If you are a visual learner, you learn by reading or seeing pictures. You understand and remember things by sight. You can picture what you are learning in your head, and you learn best by using methods that are primarily visual. You like to see what you are learning.
As a visual learner, you are usually neat and clean. You often close your eyes to visualize or remember something, and you will find something to watch if you become bored. You may have difficulty with spoken directions and may be easily distracted by sounds. You are attracted to color and to spoken language (like stories) that is rich in imagery.
You can take the test and found out for yourself where you belong: