The Short Novel.

This is something I just make while I really have nothing to do. Writing a very effective novel. I am no Stephanie Meyer or J.K Rowling but hey, it's just something I wanted to do. I am no good in writing novel but If you are then you can publish your novel in a classy publishing company. The reason I am doing this is for me to improve my writing skills and the challenge I wanted to prove of myself that I can do this like those other professional writers can. But as I mentioned earlier, I am no Edgar Allan Poe or Dale Peck. So, don't find it funny if you think it's not good enough for you. My advice to that: Stop reading!

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     "I knew everything Stan. You don't have to make a big deal out of it", Claire looked bemused as she was searching for words to explain to Stan.

     "Why didn't you tell me? You knew everything. Yet you haven't told me one bit", Stan fearlessly looked surprise. Grabbing Claire by the arms and swaying her back and forth, as If desperately trying to push her away.

     Claire knew everything, she knew that Stan was hiding a secret from her. A secret that made her think twice about leaving Stan and moving away to another state without his permission. He means a lot to her and this is what she gets after finding out that Stan had other relationships besides Claire. He had options too. He loves her too, but Claire found out everything.

     She was standing there, dumb-founded. Wiped the tears that was spreading in her cheeks, down her neck and in her hands as they cannot be stopped. Her wild watery cries made Stan hugged her and comforted her.

     "I'm sorry, Claire bear. I'm sorry. Here, let me wipe that for you" 

     "I know. That's why I don't want to tell you, Stan" her voice felt like a sharp bolt that hit the waves.

     Stans face went soft. He kissed her in the forehead and hugged her tighter that her face was pressed in his chest.

     "But I love you, Claire. That is true" They were now kneeling in front of each others arms.

    Claire was crying so hard. She remembered the things that made her depress. Seeing Stan and Emma together, holding hands at the park. Claire had to hide behind the tree so that Stan can't see her. The night when Claire and Stan slept together and his phone starts to ringing, Claire had to pick it up because Stan was too drunk to hear the noisy phone call and she saw the name Emma.

     "I really don't know what to do with you right now, Stan" She started talking clearly. Looking up at Stan.

     "I wanna leave you. I wanna go away. I want to end this. This ain't good for the both of us, Stan"

     "Wait, Claire. Shhh... I love you Claire. I don't know my life without you. That was 4 months ago and you're telling me this now? Why now?"

     "Because you're the father to what she's bearing right now! I was so blind because I really don't know that something was going on with you and her" She was scolding now.

     "But I don't love her, Claire. I only did that because I thought you were leaving me. You said so yourself, you can't deal having a long-term relationship and you expect me to cry for you all the time? Begging for you to stay? I'm a man Claire. I don't do that shit"

     "And where am I now? Did I go? Did I? No. Because I love you Stan that's why I stayed. I can't live my life without you that's why I want to live here with you. If you could just behave your balls like a real man, none of this would happen. Now, look at us? You're begging me, not to leave you?

     "Look, Claire. I'm sorry. It's my fault. I was stupid, I'm an asshole. Don't... Just don't end this. I really do love you. Lets go away, far away Claire.. Lets go to other place. Just us. Forget this.. I love you Claire"

     "Sorry too. But really have to go" Claire was sobbing her tears off.

     They were standing now, faced with each other. Claire wanted to slap him in the face but she was fooled by love itself. 

    Claire ignored Stan. Went to the bedroom, took a bag and started to pack her things. Dashed in the closet to fetch her clothes and other stuffs. Stan, rubbed his face and punched the wall. Walked outside and walked away.

    She was crying so hard while she folded her clothes and placed it inside the bag. How could he lie to her. Now, he's gonna be a father. Claire had no choice but to really leave the entire place and find on a new life for herself. They have been together for 3 years and look at them now, breaking up.

    Although, she knew that something like this would happen but she just ignored everything because of love. She loved him, she never did anything to hurt him, or argue with him. She's such a nice, warm-hearted girl.

    This ain't over yet, she thought to herself. I can do this. I can move on. I have given him too many chances already and now I'm the one being fooled by him. This is not gonna happened again. 

     The phone rang again. It was Emma. She was calling. Claire had no option but to pick it up and pressed talked.

    "Hello?" the familiar voice spoke.

    "Hello, Emma"

    "Claire? Where is Stan?"

    "He's out"

    "Where'd he go?"

    "I don't know. How's the doctor?"

    "Fine. It's gonna be healthy"

    "Okay. I have to go"

    "Ohh.. Wait.. Uhm, Claire.. Mom said If you're going home this evening? She's making dinner"

    Claire had to end the call and continued to pack. She's annoyed by her sister Emma, calling and calling for hours to check up on Stan. She stood up, took the bag, open the door outside and went to get a taxi. I'm never coming back here again, she said as she closed her eyes to stop the tears from traveling down her cheeks again.

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That is all for this tragic short novel of mine. More to come. Hahaha! I hoped that filled your eyes with thrill. Bye lovers. Gonna be making more of that. Yes, yes, yes.

After college

I am such a loser in making titles *sigh* Oh well, just keep reading. One of the reasons why I'm writing this blog post is to see what my musings are during the past few years that I made contact with this site. I have been majorly been doing this when I was in college and still as of now, I am still doing it so that I could see my works when I reach the age of 40-ish and something to look forward to in the future.

Right now, I am done with my summer class in english literature. I am now a summer graduate with a bachelors degree in education major in Special Ed. Yeah, yeah, I am a sped teacher and I love my profession because the fact that I love kids, I am also one younger looking teacher (Naaaah! Kidding). I just wanted this career because my instincts told me so. Okay, so I just finished my 4 years and 2 months of apeshit studying and proceeding with the real thing, job.

After the whole summer class, I badly needed a job. Well, everyone keeps on telling me that I should wait for that to come but who cares? I need one because I so wanted to help my siblings and some of the bills at home. I never get to land one but so to speak, there are opportunities out there that are waiting for me. So, I guess I can wait.

I thank everyone who are always there for me because I never loosed hope and the fact that my parents are still very supportive financially and morally, I am very happy that they are always there for me. That includes my tita, tito, cousins, and friends. Oh, add him up for that, who never left my side and always there for me. Thanks! I guess I'm very lucky to have a life, I have right now and with those people who are very dear to me and believed in me. I should be thanking my Lola Betty too because she is an inspiration to me in every way she does for me. Wow, it looks like I'm making a very touchy speech here. But enough for that.

I got this job, well, it's very related to my degree. I get to be an assistant teacher in a very prestigious school. When I say prestigious, I meant standard and very advanced in terms of learning and competitiveness. Wow, gotta bow down for that. Yeah, I am a teacher aide in a very very very special class. Why special class? Because I get to teach children with autism. And, oh my gosh! I never felt so excited in my after-college-life.

Talk about never gonna sit in class for 5 hours, not listening to instructors lecture and never studying for another quizzes, never making assignments. Well, hello my friend, I am the one doing it now because I have now the power to do things like a pro. Well, maybe in a regular class but in special class? Slight touches.

Handling a number of 20 special kids in class might sound very difficult and tired. Well, yes! I gotta say It was very difficult. Specially when the kids are very hyper and can't control there behavior. I was about to quit but my mind says that "You can do it JC". Yeah, yeah, as a self-absorbed person that I am I wanted to cry and resign to It. But I felt pity on my teacher because he is the only one handling 20 students in 4 session and that's very difficult. Because they are special kids and you can only teach them in a one-on-one teaching-learning strategy.

Thinking about getting up and waking up early makes my body want to still sleep. But my mind aims for something very special like, "Get up JC, It's a new day. Experience. Experience Experience". Haha! That was all I could think of every time I get second thoughts about getting up in the mornings. Maybe teachers would think about, "Hey, wake up you. Pay day. Pay day. Pay day". Wow, no wonder some teachers are so grumpy in the mornings and now I can relate to that. Hahaha! Kidding educators.

I was able to survive 4 days with them and the remaining days, weeks.. Probably gonna survive for months and years, well, I have to. This is so new to me, but I am able to connect with those special children and able to teach them. I admit, I'm not a very strict teacher but when It comes to kids.. I am very passionate about them. I don't scold them, whenever they made a mistake or even send them to the principal or call their parents when they are in trouble but simply talk them out of it and warn them and shit. Ooops, sorry.

Well, at least I see myself having my very own classroom, and having my very own advisory class. But as for now, I am doing this as an experience for the future reference on my job description. tee-hee-hee. The experience of volunteering as a teacher aide in a school where I can easily land a job after a few years. May God give me strength in continuing to pursuit my dreams in life, especially right now. Handling autism.

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Now, to make the long story short, I am happy to get this opportunity as a teacher aide and well, I get to see him every day. The end. I guess, experiencing in a job your course is related to adds additional points when you tend to use it as a reference in the near future, or better yet, landing a job.

Summer 2013

I have got a lot to catch up. The summer I had did turn a bit well. I mean, it wasn't challenging at all for the fact that I had one summer class to join with and it was literature, so it wasn't that difficult. Although, I had new friends again with co-Sped future educators. It was a really FUN-tastic summer because I also get to see *HIM*. So it's not really a problem that I get to miss him because we were able to be together during the summer. I just can't get enough of him, well, I am happy. Period. Okay, enough with the rants! I'm just gonna show you how awesome my summer was.

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BIRTHDAYS. 

Went out on a birth-DATE. Yeah, It's his birthday and it was not raining at that time. So, I pretty much love the day.

Attended Harlene's 18th birthday, Pearl's youngest sister. We had to dress formally to be able to eat (Na, I'm kidding. But was only there for the food and friends too!)

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FAMILY FIRST!

I'm very obliged with having a bonding time with my sisters and brother. That's why the whole summer, I was able to spend time with them. They are the cool-iest, most funny-iest, and annoying younger sibs I ever had. No one can ever take there place.

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GETAWAY FOR ONE DAY.

Oh yeah, just the thing that would complete my summer vacation. A taste of swimming! Nothing beats the heat with a good old swimming. Miguel and I went to this splendid resort and it was very nice and cozy.

After that, sunburn! Yeah, what a perfect evidence to get that tan line on your shoulders. Leaving a sore red burn. Yikes!

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Paper Works.

Of course, during summer I revived my portfolio. Well, maybe it has something to do in the future use of it. Had to rewrite the lesson plans and make that IEP. The life of a teacher. Darn it.

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RANDOM.

The making of an artist :) CUTE.

See? Aside from seeing each day, we also tend to video chat. But still, It's different when he and she are really physically together.

I love this face.

That is all for my summer. Oh, I know you'd be wanting to see my beautiful face. Here it is and enjoy biatches!