Hmmm... Writing is my hobby. Mahilig ako... Mahilig ako sa mga libro. HAHA! Not your usual na writer. Masarap mag-aral kaya kung binabasa mo ito, mag-aral ka rin. Dream ko maging Engineer/Writer/International Pop Superstar/President/Professor. In short, lahat gusto ko. Right now, this is my dump for any idea that I can think of dahil maraming pangarap ang namamatay kapag sumampa ka na sa adulthood. I also try my best in supporting other writers, by voting, reading and commenting what I think of their stories. Anything goes as long as it keeps me entertained. I created a reading list of what I think is a good read, so go check it out!
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Nasaktan si Joemarie Labastida pero hindi siya titigil sa kanyang pangarap na magkajowa. Kung kaya't tumakbo at kinalauna'y naging Assistant Secretary ng Don Apolonio Karyon High School (DAKHS) Supreme Student Government. Akala niya magkakaroon siya ng katahimikan sa buhay niya, pero nang magumpisa ang bagong taon, lumipat ng eskwelahan ang dapat na maggiging bise-presidente, at ang pumalit sa kanya ay walang iba kundi si Jamiel Han, ang "Miss Malayo-genic" ng eskwelahan.
Terror na teacher, drama sa classroom, at ang walang-sawang pagrespeto sa class president...
Assignments, projects, at ang pagbili ng raffle ticket bilang pamalit sa bokya mong quiz...
Flag ceremonies, seminars, at ang suggestion box na puro love letter ang laman...
Evaluation, periodical exams, at Mock Tests na kung saan proctor mismo magli-leak ng sagot..
Intramural, Subject months, Field Trips, at ang pinaka-inaabangang Foundation Week...
Susubukan ni JM na masurvive ang taon sa gitna ng kanyang gabundok na responsibilidad bilang Student Government member at ang pakikisalimuha niya kay Jamiel, na unti-unting nagkakaroon ng interes sa kanya... na gawin siyang target ng kalokohan.
Hephaestus is no stranger to the malice and ridicule he has received from the moment he was born, and yet he still tries to fulfill his duties as Olympus' forger. Not even his wife, the Goddess of Love herself, has shown any ounce of love to him. All he has left to comfort him is his forge. And for the most part, he's content with it.
But, there will be a time when the bright fire starts to dim, and there are no coals left to stoke the flames.
When all that's left are the dying embers of his forge and the creeping coldness of his past trauma and sins, what will he do?
This is his story.