correspond Hello, world! That phrase reminds me of the ‘Introduction to Programming’ unit I had back in the first year of campus. It was the first line of code I ever wrote. But then our love never lasted longer than the second year. Mostly because I realized that I was meant to interact with people more than computers. Starting to learn from such a point of simplicity felt, weird and strange at first. But then, I realized that it is always great to start with a heartfelt, “Hello.” It sets such a warm pace. In all honesty, I’d like to think of myself as a very warm and welcoming person. That is the same comfort that I hope you feel whenever you stop by my blog.

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read pepcid price So, now, I feel another kind of awkwardness. Mostly because I have tried blogging before. It left me feeling too vulnerable and open to the world. I abandoned two of my blogs and shut myself off from that world. I mean, there was no way I was inviting the whole world to read about the way I thought, my opinions and most of all, the way I saw(and still see) the world. It felt like a challenge that I could never rise up to. I even tried distancing myself from all forms of writing. Gosh! Little did I know the horrible deservice I was doing to myself.

serve No matter how far I ran, all these stories kept coming to me. I kept plotting and planning just like a woman pocessed. It was a very tough war given I was guaranteed to lose. So, now, after four years, here I am, embracing the writer within. For a very long time I associated vulnerability with weakness. That made me shy away from a myriad of opportunities. It was just the other day when I started appreciating the beauty of vulnlerability, after listening to Brené Brown (Heyoo Ted Talk lovers). I got to accept that all the stories I love telling, are riddled with my own realities.

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I kept asking myself what I would do differently on this blog. I still lack concrete answers given my rapid growth in different areas of life currently. But one thing I am sure of is that I want to tell my story. If I don’t, who will? I know that feels like a rhetoric question, yet it is not. The fact that we have social media makes it very easy for every other person to whip up a poor imitation of what sounds like my story or yours. It is also easy to make presumptions from pictures and captions, yet, my (or your) reality is far from it. I am here to own every bit of my story.

Even when it’s not pretty or perfect. Even when it’s more real than you want it to be. Your story is what you have, what you will always have. It is something to own. (Page 16)

Becoming by Michelle Obama.

It’s exhilerating to think of all the posibilities that this blog presents me. The things I could share with you. I am too excited. I can’t wait to see how it all unravels. I hope you evolve with me as I set on this journey.

PS: We can always link up on my social media platforms. Just fyi I have a bias for instagram. Tihihi!