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Why I Deleted Pokemon Go

It all started because of a dream. One about Pokemons, or more specifically, evolving a Pidgeotto into a Pidgeot. Admittedly, I was evolving some of my Pokemons before hitting the sack, but to actually dream about the virtual monsters was another thing altogether.

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The Time I Hurt My Husband Deeply

My husband and I had a huge argument some nights ago. It was about my pride and unwillingness to see my own faults. He was so hurt that he went straight to bed after his shower.

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After Being Told I was Promoted . . . I Quit

If the interviewers knew the type of student I was in school, they would probably have rejected my application right away. I was hyperactive, restless, and even “overly dramatic”—according to one teacher’s description in my report card.

So-I-Quit-My-Job

So I Quit My Comfortable Job

It wasn’t an easy decision. I was comfortable where I was. Besides, I had spent more than half a decade in this environment. My workplace was basically the same university I had studied in.

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If Not for Him, Pain Would Have Overcome Me

A little over a year ago, my husband and I found out that I was pregnant. We were naturally overjoyed, but also a little terrified of the actual birth process. Giving birth is a painful, messy, and dangerous process.