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"After being conditioned as a child to the lovely never-never land of magic, of fairy queens and virginal maidens, of little princes and their rose bushes, of poignant bears and Eyore-ish donkeys, of life personalized, as the pagans loved it, of the magic wand, and the faultless illustrations - the beautiful dark-haired child (who was you) winging through the midnight sky on a star-path in her mothers box of reels, - - of Griselda in her feather-cloak, walking barefoot with the Cuckoo in the lantern-lit world of nodding Mandarins, - - of Delight in her flower garden with the slim-limbed flower sprites, - - - of the Hobbit and the dwarves, gold-belted with blue and purple hoods, drinking ale and singing of dragons in the caverns of the valley - - - - all this I knew, and felt, and believed. All this was my life when I was young. To go from this to the world of “grown-up” reality. To feel the tender skin of sensitive child-fingers thicken; to feel the sex organs develop and call loud to the flesh; to become aware of school, exams (the very words as unlovely as the sound of chalk shrilling on the blackboard,) bread and butter, marriage, sex, compatibility, war, economics, death and self. What a pathetic blighting of the beauty and reality of childhood. Not to be sentimental, as I sound, but why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life?"

Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.

I’m deathly afraid of having to be the cause of someone’s downfall.

I hope I never have to be anyone’s reason for crying at night, constantly feeling underminded. I probably failed at that because I have said pretty hurtful things that I can’t take back. But starting with apologies is nice. I don’t like it when people come at others all hard and shit just for self preservation.  

Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.

My Dad.

As much as I use to disagree with my dad, now adays everything is managable. No more arguments. My dad and I grew very close in the last few weeks and I hope it doesnt change. <3 I love my dad, what kid doesn’t deep down? Daddy, I love you with all my heart and I’d do anything for you.

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.

My mom.

She is my absolute hero. She makes me understand everything and everyone even if I refuse to. She taught me that even though it’s hard, you have to be the bigger person. My mom’s constant patience and kindness is a blessing to me and my family. Mommy, if only you knew can only see yourself and how you act towards others you’d understand why you are loved and admired.

Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.

Help someone.

I want to be able to help someone in a way when they look back from how they use to be and compare to their present lives they can say “I’m glad I made that choice that I did when I had the chance.” As overrated as that may seem my mom always told me that it’s better to give than receive.

Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.

Allowing people to push me around.

I use to be the quiet girl when it comes to hurting people. I was never the type to choose my own feelings over anyone else’s. I still sometimes don’t. A few people then told me that I hurt them when I let other’s walk all over me like I’m damn Main Street. Maricor, Aera, Sean, and everyone else-thank you. Thank you for letting me realize that my feelings matter too. In regards to those who have gotten hurt and is still hurting now, I’m truly sorry and you can always confide in me. I forgave myself for ignoring how I felt for your sake, so please understand me now. It’s my turn.