A New Day Dream Job For Me

These past few days have been really crazy. It’s so amazing for me that at a two month “no work” zone, I actually found a job I love doing. And that is Writing/Blogging!! I feel like I found a new day dream job and I am so happy I have been given this opportunity.

Actually, my position is a Content Writer and that means that mostly, I’m gonna be writing tons of articles with any topics or keywords and specific guidelines of course. Honestly, I don’t really have a background on content writing and for those who may accidentally read this, I REALLY NEED YOUR HELP!

I’m currently starting my training right now and I would really appreciate if you guys could give me tips and advice to improve my writing skills. Although I constantly write and blog, I feel that it is not enough to get my job done right. I would want to produce a quality work which our clients would want.

I really plan to continue doing this job for a longer time. I truly wish that my editors would be satisfied and happy with my work output.

Hopefully, I wish I can be promoted as a regular.

Wish me Luck! 🙂

 

 

 

A proclamation of love for music! <<<<< ——– CLICK HERE

A proclamation of love for music! <<<<< ———–CLICK HERE

If you happened to read this and if you love music, then you’re just like me. 🙂

For those music lovers out there, check this page out for in the coming days, I will be featuring, blogging, and sharing to you bits of information, my thoughts and ideas of a new or an old song maybe, an artist, or band or just anything about music!

My new page, THE MUSICAL NOTEBOOK!

Don’t forget to drop by!

P.S. NO HATERS HERE PLSSS!! LET’S JUST ENJOY MUSIC! 🙂

MY THROWBACK SUNDAY

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Since throwback thursdays are a trend these days, I decided to post something I wrote when I was in college (just a year back)…

To readers and guest, enjoy reading!

What is behind “Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath”?

     A photographer nemed W. Eugene Smith and his Japanese Wife, Aileen lived in the small village of Minimata, Japan. For almost three years they have witnessed the battle for a disease caused by Mercury poisoning which was called the Minimata Disease. Smith’s dramatic and striking photo “Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath” brought attention as it was published and seen around the world. This photo shows Ryoko Uemura, holding her severely deformed daughter, Tomoko, in a Japanese bath chamber. Tomoko, a heart-breaking scene to watch, was poisoned by methylmercury while still in her mother’s womb. Through this picture, people outside of Japan became aware of this tragedy and like other efforts made by ordinary individuals, the struggle for recognition and compensation especially for the victims was eventually known.

Like every other disaster that comes, this surely haunts the souls of thousands around the globe. As we came to realize this very instance, the search for knowledge has just begun. Hoping thatone day, people might understand how this may be treated or in some way be managed. As various sectors even up to this day, continues to search for the ultimate remedy, may we shall witness and learn what has been done and more importantly, to think of ways on WHAT CAN BE DONE in order to help and care for those like of little Tomoko.

A THOUGHT FOR THE NIGHT

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I began to wonder now what it’s like to DREAM…

For so many days, I’ve been bugged by the idea that everything I have worked for didn’t seem to pay. I guess that maybe, I thought this path that I have chosen, is my “calling”. Yup, that’s a quotation! It’s just to mean that I am not really sure whether I am fit for it. I try my best for the past four years just to graduate college with good grades as much as possible and most importantly, to pass my national examination so that I can be a professional. At first, it was such a HAPPY FEELING knowing that I have done something great! But ultimately, the fire has died quickly. I’m not feeling the same way again. I rethink to decide on a different path but actually, I realized that I can’t go through it. I can’t DREAM!

This is a calling. A calling for someone who needed help and for a person who forgot what it’s like to DREAM and make it REAL.