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Hello. I am a soul trapped inside a vortex of my own unreliable emotions.

Josa Salazar.
Iska. Proud Batangueña.
Writer. Dreamer. Never a risk taker.

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“We accept the love we think we deserve.”

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”



I have always dreamed of a “library shot”. Thanks, @vincentaranas for fulfilling that on our last day in college. Photo taken after the CDC Testimonials. :D

I have always dreamed of a “library shot”. Thanks, @vincentaranas for fulfilling that on our last day in college. Photo taken after the CDC Testimonials. :D



During one of our data gathering days for LB Times (2011-2012). With the Mighty @vincentaranas. :)

During one of our data gathering days for LB Times (2011-2012). With the Mighty @vincentaranas. :)



No, college life has not ended. It will be kept at the back of my mind, playing. The scenes of shared happiness, mental snapshots of events that took my breath away, the sound of lung-breaking laughter, everything. The solitude that I enjoyed, the company that I loved.
I can imagine living life outside eLBi, but I still can’t imagine how I would manage. Far from every comfort zone that I have set for myself in the last five years - the familiar corridors, the favorite Freedom Park benches, the cozy “stargazing spots” (eg. UPCO sidewalk), and yes, my room, whose walls have been the silent witness of all the academic and emotional hardships that I and my friends have experienced.
It’s weird how I both love and hate to say this, but hell yeah, 2008-09245 is now signing off. :D

No, college life has not ended. It will be kept at the back of my mind, playing. The scenes of shared happiness, mental snapshots of events that took my breath away, the sound of lung-breaking laughter, everything. The solitude that I enjoyed, the company that I loved.

I can imagine living life outside eLBi, but I still can’t imagine how I would manage. Far from every comfort zone that I have set for myself in the last five years - the familiar corridors, the favorite Freedom Park benches, the cozy “stargazing spots” (eg. UPCO sidewalk), and yes, my room, whose walls have been the silent witness of all the academic and emotional hardships that I and my friends have experienced.

It’s weird how I both love and hate to say this, but hell yeah, 2008-09245 is now signing off. :D



Someone told me that for me to have it, I should claim it. So yes, ga-graduate ako! Konting push na lang. :D

Someone told me that for me to have it, I should claim it. So yes, ga-graduate ako! Konting push na lang. :D



To be complete is a choice. You deserve to be happy,only if you choose to be happy. Fear not any more of the uncertainties. Because those uncertainties will make you feel more alive. - Bop
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After reading your letter, there were like a hundred thoughts that came rushing into me. ‘See you in 18 months’, as of now, is all that I can say. I am still at a loss for words, still in a sort of shock-slash-denial stage. People may think that we, your closest friends, are overreacting for all these sad posts. But maybe, that’s because they do not know you, and the effect that you have on people. Others will never fathom how not being able to keep in touch with you is one of the most difficult phases that we, your friends, could ever experience. For me, talking to you was like some sort of an ‘emotional recharging’, as the unique views that you have and the good advice that you give were the beacons that have guided me through the blur-est moment of my life. Bop, I miss you the moment you crossed that red MTC line. See you on September 2014! :)

To be complete is a choice. You deserve to be happy,only if you choose to be happy. Fear not any more of the uncertainties. Because those uncertainties will make you feel more alive. - Bop

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After reading your letter, there were like a hundred thoughts that came rushing into me. ‘See you in 18 months’, as of now, is all that I can say. I am still at a loss for words, still in a sort of shock-slash-denial stage. People may think that we, your closest friends, are overreacting for all these sad posts. But maybe, that’s because they do not know you, and the effect that you have on people. Others will never fathom how not being able to keep in touch with you is one of the most difficult phases that we, your friends, could ever experience. For me, talking to you was like some sort of an ‘emotional recharging’, as the unique views that you have and the good advice that you give were the beacons that have guided me through the blur-est moment of my life. Bop, I miss you the moment you crossed that red MTC line. See you on September 2014! :)



Ink scent has never been this intoxicating. First draft, hey! :3

Ink scent has never been this intoxicating. First draft, hey! :3



“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.” 
| Alaska Young, Looking for Alaska by John Green
*irrelevant photo HAHA

“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.” 

| Alaska Young, Looking for Alaska by John Green

*irrelevant photo HAHA



We were on a break from the students’ business presentation. San and Jeleene goofing around. Meh. :3

We were on a break from the students’ business presentation. San and Jeleene goofing around. Meh. :3



Hello, batchmates. I miss our ‘neophyte’ days. :)

Hello, batchmates. I miss our ‘neophyte’ days. :)



Dude and dudettes, I think I’m gonna get calls from couch and throw pillow advertisers after posting this. HAHA. :))

Dude and dudettes, I think I’m gonna get calls from couch and throw pillow advertisers after posting this. HAHA. :))



Epic bonding with some of the best ppl in the world. ♥ 
Girls, I have high hopes that our employers/future employers would not think of us as a bunch of crazy, brown bag maniacs or whatever. Hahaha.

P.S. We were not really paying attention when they taught in school that girls should be prim and proper. HAHA.

 






tags: #personal #gpoy #yolo
Wait. What? YOLO moments with the girls. :>

Wait. What? YOLO moments with the girls. :>



No, this is not me being a recently-turned alcoholic. 
Before the year 2012 ended, I was already conceptualizing a ‘project’ that I would try and fulfill for 2013. Yes, because resolutions are so old school (and aside from the fact that I always get the ‘F’ mark when it comes to Resolutions101 meheee). I have read about it somewhere - the idea of keeping your good memories in a bottle; it was so striking (for me haha), I know I just had to do it too! :D
Now, I am keeping this empty bottle of Jack that I found here in our apartment, and since January 2013 started, I have been writing the good things (READ: really good things) that happened to me on pieces of papers, dropping each in what I then called my “Good Things that Happened in 2013” bottle. Hopefully, if I am able to keep and maintain this one, I would smash the bottle when the year ends, and start the year recollecting the greatest memories of 2013 that I had. Teehee.
Aside from that, another idea that I had (since I am such a twisted and one helluva moody person), is that I could even use this project as my light during the ‘dark days’. Yes, being the ever-depressive person that I am, I always need something which would remind me that life is good, indeed; and that no matter how hard things could be, there are papers - my happy papers filling up my happy bottle - that I could be thankful about. :)

*PS, I am so giddy right naoooo because I just added several entries (which were supposed to be ‘dropped’ yesterday). ♥

No, this is not me being a recently-turned alcoholic. 

Before the year 2012 ended, I was already conceptualizing a ‘project’ that I would try and fulfill for 2013. Yes, because resolutions are so old school (and aside from the fact that I always get the ‘F’ mark when it comes to Resolutions101 meheee). I have read about it somewhere - the idea of keeping your good memories in a bottle; it was so striking (for me haha), I know I just had to do it too! :D

Now, I am keeping this empty bottle of Jack that I found here in our apartment, and since January 2013 started, I have been writing the good things (READ: really good things) that happened to me on pieces of papers, dropping each in what I then called my “Good Things that Happened in 2013” bottle. Hopefully, if I am able to keep and maintain this one, I would smash the bottle when the year ends, and start the year recollecting the greatest memories of 2013 that I had. Teehee.

Aside from that, another idea that I had (since I am such a twisted and one helluva moody person), is that I could even use this project as my light during the ‘dark days’. Yes, being the ever-depressive person that I am, I always need something which would remind me that life is good, indeed; and that no matter how hard things could be, there are papers - my happy papers filling up my happy bottle - that I could be thankful about. :)

*PS, I am so giddy right naoooo because I just added several entries (which were supposed to be ‘dropped’ yesterday). ♥



♪♫ Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. ♪
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Very timely. Earbug for todaaay. ♥

♪♫ Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. ♪

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Very timely. Earbug for todaaay. ♥