The burning toilet incident is about the first and the last time I ever played with fire.
This post is about overdue assignments. No pictures. ☹
He already came with his name. No point in changing it. We, as in my family and I, don’t know how old he really is
These are a few posts I’m working on that will be published sometime soon. In no specific order: Fluffy The 3 Rs Passion: Charcoal Art Onliest Due by The End of The Year (renamed as Due by The End of 21) Unrooted My Thoughts on My Diet Vlogging
I finally started my vegetable garden, this morning. I’m diving into this blind
My Grandfather passed away last night around 7 p.m., Pacific time, but in Guatemala it was around 8 pm. He was 67 years old. He died from kidney failure, which was the same fate my uncle, who was one of my grandfather’s son, died from. My uncle died at the age of 23 years old, …
I went to go watch moonlight Saturday night, it had me almost crying a handful of times, and made me cry twice. It was emotionally difficult not to cry, considering that I could strongly relate with the main character’s issue: identity. I’m reaching the shore line of this problem, but I’ve personally learned that identity …
I have no idea how I’m going to start this, but this is definitely overdue! Like with those essays back in high school. Including everything else in my life up to this point. Right now I have no camera, no ideas, or energy, but I know I’ll get to everything eventually. Welcome! Stop by once in a while.