After a whole year of looking for my photocopies of poems from Sir Neil's (ooh now known as Dr. Garcia) class, I finally found the whole bunch under my desk. They were carefully placed inside a brown enveloped neatly labeled as "CW120". I wanted to give myself a slap on the forehead. Why didn't I think of looking through that stack of brown envelopes anyway?! So I'm having the Anthology that Sir put together for us bound in SC - 2 years after I got them! Haha!

Glück, Plath, Rilke, Neruda

I was reading through the thick pile, and I've realized that I should immerse myself in poetry if I really want to write poems. It was only last year that I made a real effort to actually read poems by different authors. Quill will be so proud of me. d:

I also found a photocopy of Carlos Bulosan's A Stun of Jewels, a collection of poetry. I really like his writing style. I have another anthology from the same class. This time of Filipino authors, writing in English. I should sit down and take a look through those some time.

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It's my genius brother's birthday today. He's 19. Wow. It seems only yesterday that we used to fight and hit each other with remote controls. Oh how I miss the high kicks and jabs. I kid. Happy birthday to the most intelligent person in this household. After me. Just kidding. Haha! He really is the smartest person around here. d: