7 love lessons from over 100 couples

Before having this series of conversations with lots and lots of couples, I expected hearing something like, “I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. He did all these sweet things for me.”

Well, I did hear some of those.

However, when I dig deep enough, I hear their tales of struggles, broken hearts, doubts, secrets, and mostly how love can win.

Well, I can’t spill all the stories here and spell out their names. I promised to keep it secret (and I don’t plan to be an ugly version of Gossip Girl). However, I can share the lessons I learned here:

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Travel Diary: Ubud Readers and Writers Festival, where even the sacred monkeys read The Economist

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Whenever I see anything related to literature, my internal monolog breaks into a musical, “I WANNA BE WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE.” Exactly like Disney’s Ariel The Little Mermaid. So, when I heard about Ubud’s Readers and Writers Festival (URWF), I decided: I must go. That’s what my savings are for.

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Pokemon Go Review: my Pokemon trainer destiny is fulfilled

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Like other ambitious millennials, I read tons of self-help books. Each time I pick a new book, my heart whispers, “I will figure out everything about my life after page 182!”

One of the books I read was Business Model You. The writers wrote a question to figure out our passion: What do you love to do as a child?

My answer: writing. Little that I knew, I forgot one other thing: catching Pokemon.

My life calling turned crystal clear when I catch my first Charmander on my mother’s sofa.

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Fiction – Short Story: 30 MINS

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If this was a thriller movie, they’d show happy close up shots — sunshine that’s a little to bright, a pair of scarlet lips laughing, green waves rolling— along with a melody of dread.

If that kind of scene shows up on HBO, I wouldn’t care if the movie won 100 Oscars, I would still run for the remote to turn it off. I hate it.

I loathe feeling like something’s about to go wrong and I have little control to stop it.

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