At the age of 12, I am into writing. I write to express, a bit to manifest, to share, to learn. I consider writing a part of "me-time". When I was in my mid high school years, after two of my poems were published in our school journal, I stopped. In college, I tried to get back to it. But I got a lot more attention with some new things to experience and I almost forgot this hobby of mine. I stopped writing but I did not stop getting crazy over books, over great and amazing authors. Until I have read Noringai's "Parang Kayo, Pero Hindi". My set of random words I was able to put into phrases verbally when bunches of my friends ask for advices. I got to realize those. And then I remembered, this is what I used to do before, a pen and a piece of paper to communicate with myself. Pinapayuhan ko yung sarili ko gamit yung mga random thoughts na to. :D Hope I can be of some help with my been-there-done-that thingy outputs I am about to share.