The Wanted & Unwanted Losses.


1: destruction, ruin

2: the act of losing possession : deprivation <loss of sight>; the harm or privation resulting from loss or separation; an instance of losing

3: a person or thing or an amount that is lost: as plural: killed, wounded, or captured soldiers; the power diminution of a circuit or circuit element corresponding to conversion of electrical energy into heat by resistance

4: failure to gain, win, obtain, or utilize; an amount by which the cost of something exceeds its selling price

5: decrease in amount, magnitude, or degree

6: the amount of an insured’s financial detriment by death or damage that the insurer is liable for

— at a loss: uncertain as to how to proceed <was at a loss to explain the discrepancy>; unable to produce what is needed <at a loss for words>

— for a loss: into a state of distress <events had thrown him for a loss>

Loss is a part of life and it will be something that will teach us lessons as we get older. Some are good or wanted, while others are bad or unwanted. We have to do our best to be thankful for the good and learn and cope from the bad.

Why do I talk about loss?

That is because this week, I experienced two losses, one good and one bad.

The good loss was the loss of a surgical complication I experienced for the past three weeks. Now that I’m relieved of the discomfort and pain, I am able to do more things on my own, but I’m not quite there yet. I’m still taking things slowly and working my way up to being fully independent.

The bad loss was really heartbreaking for me. More than a month ago, we were blessed to have our dog, Lexie, give birth to three furry pups. We saw that two were strong and one was not. About ten days after their birth, the youngest, apparently the runt of the litter, said goodbye and passed away. My mom and I thought it would be the last, but unfortunately, we were wrong.

Two days ago, we were checking up on all our dogs and saw that the middle pup was looking and moving different. He was very weak and he could barely stand up. We saw this once before in one of Lexie’s previous litters and that didn’t turn out well. He struggled to move normally and to cut things short, that very night he left us as well. It was hard to say goodbye because we saw him growing up so well, only to be taken away so quickly.

What am I trying to say?

Well, we cannot stop living when something bad happens. It was obvious that to some degree both the good and the bad losses were equal in magnitude. I learned from these experiences and I’m still learning from them. I don’t know that these are exactly or I’m still not ready to say them right now, but I will when I can clearly figure them out.

Every experience is a lesson and source of inspiration. Use what you feel to be creative.

Baby Ong and Little Runt, we love you so much. Even if you weren’t with us for very long, you’re a part of our lives and hearts. Have fun playing in doggy heaven with your older brothers and sisters.



is a distressing negative sensation induced by a perceived threat. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific stimulus, such as pain or the threat of danger. Fear is apparently a universal emotion; all persons, consciously or unconsciously, have fear in some sort. In short, fear is the ability to recognize danger leading to an urge to confront it or flee from it (also known as the fight-or-flight response) but in extreme cases of fear (horror and terror) a freeze or paralysis response is possible.

This is something we experience from time to time, but life tries to teach us to face it. For a writer, fear is a great emotion to use, whether it may be for  the situation or what the antagonist would like to relay. I’m not fond of writing horror or fear-inducing stories, but I do have the pleasure of reading them and enjoying them. I happen to love the thrill.

How can you say a story or a book is scary?

Does it send a chill down your spine?

Does it give you palpitations as you read each word so painstakingly slow?

What was your first encounter with a horror novel like?

Use every emotion you can get or feel when writing or making art. Be inspired!


A Poison…

Anger is a great poison that can be extracted by any situation. It clouds the mind and numbs awareness of what you say and do. It’s hard to hold back when you’re angry, but there’s always something that follows actions and words. It’s called regret. Anger is like alcohol and regret is its hangover. Nothing good ever comes out of anger.

A common source of anger? Misunderstanding.

What most people don’t understand is that in an argument, you can never say that only one person is wrong or the one at fault. There are two sides to a fight and there is always something wrong with both parties. What usually happens is that both parties fail to admit their faults because of pride and avoidance of humiliation.


It is a normal emotion and we are always entitled to our emotions. It’s how we act upon the emotions that we must be careful about. We must be able to express our emotions in a way that is socially acceptable. Regret will always follow an action done in anger and it will eat you up inside.

I hate doing things in anger, especially when it involves someone I care about.

Now, I’m feeling the regret to sink in. It’s hard to put my ego and pride aside. It’s something I have to do, but  it’s something I’m having a hard time with. Being the one to accept defeat or fault is hard, but it’s the solution to most problems.


I just gotta cool down before I do more things I’ll regret.