Hello, my name’s Glenn, Philippines, 27 going on 18 on the 16th of May.
I like taking pictures and I usually squeeze my brain pretending to write deep stuff and all that. I’ve been happily snapping since 2006, had my first possession of that memory box, a Casio Exilim point and shoot a year after that. I bought a Nikon D60 in 2008, drop and broke it at the same year. Tried shifting film after that and bought a second-hand D60 in 2010. Currently, I am wont to the aesthetics of blur in every frame because of this 1.8 that I’ve been eyeing since forever. I take pictures of everything and I don’t have a certain style or editing style for that matter. And I can’t see the point why I should. As for writing, I do it because that’s been part of my life since, and sanity (or the lack of it) keeps a hang on me because I constantly free my demons. It was Sarah (Butterflydreaming) who introduced me to the writing community by featuring one of my writings. Talented writers started following me, and I followed more of them and I started embracing creative writing then. Still, the way I colour my imagery, my diction, and the general clarity of my ideas versed into writing pale on times when I asses my growth.
I am into teaching, but I’m not really comfortable claiming it because I spend most of my time playing with them (kids, haha). The kids think think I’m weird but likes to be with me anyway. That’s a conclusion based on the kind of relationship and the cards they make or random notes scribbled on test papers. And I know for sure that it’s a liking not because I am a good teacher but because they think I am the funniest animal in the world. And animals acting like clown, clothe as teacher, entertaining them in daily basis will explain it all.
I didn’t like reading until a teacher lured me into it. She said that when I get into it, there’s no going out and I feel like she casts a spell because I did get into it and I don’t see any reason of abandoning it. And being a librarian exposed me to richer collection of titles and it’s been an inseparable love affair since. My favorite book is Coelho’s Veronika Decides to Die and my favorite author is a Filipino satirist name Lourd De Veyra.
I have been with the same friends since college. Taking pictures, digging underground music, writing non-sense and unprecedented brush of indifference are interests not monopolized by anyone in the group. The most influential band for me is Rage Against the Machine and I believe that Good Charlotte’s Emotionless is the saddest song ever sung.
I hoard things that I deem of value. And I make paper cranes when I can’t sleep, because reading is starting to be a menace for the eyesight. My mother always says I should act my age but I differ, because she’s cute everytime she says it and I know better. I hate my father and I won’t elaborate why.
Perfection insinuates its hands on me as much as I try to focus on the flaws of everthing that I see. And I hate and love it at the same time, if that makes sense. Hence, that’s pseudo-perfection. I don’t know how to end this but I hope I made a decent introduction. And I just turned off that Anon in the Ask because someone says that I look like a janitor, and he makes sense BUT to hell with him.