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when i was in 7th grade, i won the poster making contest at school. my sister told me something and i remember it clearly, tumatak siya sa utak ko.
“ngayon alam mo na ang passion mo? hindi pagsayaw, hindi pagkanta, kundi mag-drawing.”
(now you know what your passion is? it's not, dancing nor singing, but drawing.)
at that time i was young, and dumb and naïve, i didn't know how to react, but i knew some part of me did not want to accept that, and now looking back it infuriates me a lot.
who are you to tell me what to do? who are you to decide what i want and what i should do? who are you to tell me what my passion is? i will do whatever the fuck i want.
hobby doesn't equate to passion.
a hobby is different to what i wanted to pursue as a career.
your habit is to bite your nails, so are you gonna bite your nails as a career?
IT IS ENTIRELY DIFFERENT.
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