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And so the news broke down that I’m going back to E-learning. Yes, the department that welcomed me in my fresh days in Vibal is taking me back. I would love to be back. I’m happy to be back but there’s something that is confusing my mind…. I mean a lotta things.

The 1^st mind boggle would be why am I going back there? When our department is already settled here.

The 2^nd is why are they looking for someone to replace me? My contract expires on October. Hmmm…

The 3^rd is someone spilled that they are transferring me to the e-learning department. Why?

The 4^th is if ever I will be transferred to that department, it wouldn’t be fair if I will do the same stuffs that people there do—“the so called boring stuff.”

I am a pure blooded writer, born not made. I often say that more than a talent, writing is a curse to me—something that no matter how I dust off still stays.

How do I write?

In my blog, I try my best to write and sound poetically.

In broadsheets, I write straight news.

In magazines, I write news features.

In my present work, I write for the company.

But if I will be doing something else than writing that would be very hard for me.

Writing in my life is like some ex-boyfriend that broke my heart that no one can ever take the pain away. It’s like family—like a mom’s unconditional love. Like the sky beneath its stars. Like a plant needing the sun to grow. Like a planet orbiting around its sun. Like a magnet. Like how a man needs a woman. Like love. My one true love.

love, now and always,