I've started writing some poetry thesedays.
I read some as usual.
I've been addicted to reading Paul Auster's.
The Music of Chance is my most favorite.
Anyhow, while reading, I have a strong urge to write something.
I don't know why I feel like this but it just comes without any notice.
It doesn't mean that I always can write; I try and try and most of the time, I end up in writing nothing. But I'm trying still. I don't know why I write. If there is a reason, I want to know why. I just write because words come out from my tongue. Maybe it is like a catharsis. Sometimes, you have to let out the repressed stuff in your mind. Otherwise, your mind might go insane. Maybe that's the reason why I write.
I'm currently reading a Japanese author, Kenzaburo Oe's "A Personal Matter," which is pretty much interesting.









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Pedro A. Sanchez L. 08
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While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. ~Dorothea Lange
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Oopie, Daisy! Do it Daby!
Ihope u are doing good!!
ganbatte ne!
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Pedro A. Sanchez L. 08
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Oopie, Daisy! Do it Daby!
thanks you for offering but kinda wanted to prove my skills lol.... so how is my japanese?? i guess is bad lol my friends told me that my gramar on english and spanish sucks so iguess on jap would not be that different...
anyway... THANKS!! any comment suggestion is welcome!!
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Pedro A. Sanchez L. 08
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