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dis|patch (dis pach') 
[verb:] to send off to some place or for some purpose* 
noun: a news story that a reporter sends to a newspaper usually from a foreign country^



Many newspapers are labeled with the word 'dispatch'.

This, along with the definition of the word, inspired the name of this blog. 

Dispatches by Adrian Conoza, formerly named as The Teenage Dispatch, has been running (on and off) since 2011 as a platform to practice this writer's flair for writing. 

I'm Adrian Conoza, the writer of this blog. I'm a Communication Arts graduate and currently a special features writer for a renown business newspaper here in the Philippines.

Here in this blog, I have been writing just about anything—spanning from my academic life to my Kpop fandom. What's important for me here is that I express myself and make my voice heard through the blogs I 'dispatch' to this World Wide Web. I hope they bring you some amusement, and even information and help.

Keep in touch!

Feel free to comment on my posts, be it grammatical errors, personal opinions, or suggestions. I would love it to get feedback from you, especially when it comes to my writing. It would  really help a lot.

Keep updated with Dispatch on its Facebook page, where I also share things I stumble upon on my News Feed. And do follow my personal Twitter account as well, @adrianconoza, where my 'stanning' over Kpop artists and notable pastors usually surfaces.

You may also e-mail me at adrianconoza@gmail.com.

Thank you so much for reading and stopping by. I hope you'll enjoy the blog and follow it. Share it too! 

God bless you.

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Sources:
* Barnhart, R., & Barnhart, C. (Eds.). (1992). The World Book Dictionary (Vol. 1). Chicago, Illinois: World Book. 
^ Dispatch | Definition of dispatch by Merriam-Webster. (n.d.). Retrieved June 2, 2015, from http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/dispatch

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