The NaBloPoMo Experience

It’s the last day of the work week, the last day of the month and the last day of NaBloPoMo. So how was it, you ask? Has anything changed? What have you learned? And will you keep on blogging every day from now on? Good questions all and let me answer them one by one.

So how was it?

It was hard some days, easy on others, though I really have to say that blogging everyday is not easy. For one thing, the past few weeks have been grueling in terms of work and emotions. There were some really bad days when I didn’t really feel like writing, just wanted to sit back and relax and just quit. Just stop blogging for the day. But I always told myself, “Nooooooo! You’ve come this far! Only a little more! Just post something. ANYTHING!” Hence the days when I couldn’t be bothered and just ended up posting a picture and a few words. Or there were really just some days when I had nothing of worth to say, so again, cheat with a picture or just force something out like a review or anything. Anything just to make a post. At times, I was happy and proud with what I’ve accomplished in the way of a really well-written post. At others, I agonized about just not getting it right or just not posting anything substantial. It was kind of bi-polar, kind of crazy, but I’m glad I went through with it.

Has anything changed?

Well, blogging everyday sure is a change. Before NaBloPoMo, this blog had less than twenty entries, if I’m not mistaken. Now I’ve passed the 50-post mark and that’s cool. I thought it’d take longer to reach that mark but this month certainly helped. Also, I think I’ve gotten used to the routine of blogging again and I hope I can sustain it well after today. Blogging regularly, if not everyday, is a good practice, I think. I’m not sure if I can blog everyday, but I do want to continue to write everyday. The holidays are almost here and I have to work on gift fics so this was a good practice to get into the writing groove.

What have you learned?

That I can blog everyday if I wanted to! And I should probably write more reviews, because I actually enjoy doing that. And I am still learning to read over everything before posting first, but then again, I don’t think anyone can completely be able to proofread their own work and not miss a mistake just after writing everything. Another thing I learned is to just go for it. Just write what I want to and not care too much about what others may think.  Also, getting to 500 words is not as hard I thought it would be.

Will you keep on blogging everyday from now on?

I’m not sure. I don’t know if I can do it because yeah, as I said, it’s not everyday that I have anything bloggable to post. I think I’d like to give it a try, though, but at least I won’t be as pressured to post as the past month. If there’s nothing good to blog then I won’t and spare people who follow me a nonsensical post. I would, however, do my best to write something everyday.

Look at how short the last answer has become, haha. I am hungry and I think I can end it here. Thank you so much to my new followers and silent readers. I hope to continue producing quality blog posts in the future.

Later! 😀



Long day was long. I spent most of it trying to get my boss’ visa requirements submitted and approved. We were successful with his Alien Employment Permit but not with his 9G Visa. We were too late for the cut off and apparently our requirements were incomplete. Then we were passed around as we tried to get a satisfactory answer on what the hell to do about our predicament. In the end, his Visa has to be downgraded and he has to apply for his 9G Visa again.

I don’t have enough patience to run these kinds of errands. They really need someone to do this for them. I’m just bad at dealing with people and government bureaucracy. Everything and everyone’s just a pain in the ass. And I am so sick of people telling us that we should have filed for his visa earlier. I know, okay? I KNOW.

And we probably took the longest jeepney ride of our lives from Quiapo to Edsa Extension. How did we get from Intramuros to Quiapo, you ask? Well, since it’s a three-day holiday this coming weekend, there’s traffic everywhere and we couldn’t get a taxi. We ended up taking a jeep to Quiapo to look for a better chance of getting home. Alas, the LRT was crowded and taxis were still hard to flag at that hour. Thank goodness for jeepneys that go all the way along FB Harrison. But still the traffic was awful and jeepneys are not the most comfortable of public transportation to ride. By the end of it, my boss and I were feeling pretty sick.

And have I mentioned how I’m tired of spending time with my boss? I am and before I have my coffee at lunch, I’m really tempted to type up a resignation letter so I can not spend time with him ever again.

Is there a happy ending to all this? Yes, sort of. I get to come later to work tomorrow and I got to eat a yummy pesto tofu burger at Burger Project again.

But I still don’t get a three-day weekend.


The Good With the Bad

It’s just Tuesday and already I got mad at work. This is not looking good for my job’s track record. I actually talked to my Mom about today and she flat out told me,

“Write your resignation letter.”

You see, it’s just been crazy at work. I think I may have mentioned that before? Yeah, but anyway. It’s just crazy and I’m doing so much and I think all that I’m getting from it is falling productivity and all this stress. It just feels like it isn’t worth it most days. Mama says I don’t need to be abused and it looks like that’s what they’re doing. I’m working and all I’m getting is even more work. It’s frustrating. And I think I’m starting to fall behind on stuff. I’m starting to make mistakes and it’s really upsetting.

But anyway, meanwhile, I guess people like the Stony shirt, lol. That post got the most views ever on this blog. You fangirls (fanboys?) are nuts, hahaha.


I’ve just been thinking a lot about honesty today, like, how honest are we really?

Our society seems to thrive on not being wholly ourselves.  At job interviews, we’re always advised to “put your best foot forward”, “keep it short (stupid)” and to just never give your possible new employer everything that you are in one sitting. This applies to a lot of other aspects of our lives when it comes to dealing with people. We’re not to say too much about ourselves lest we make others uncomfortable. We’re also not to ask about certain things lest we make others uncomfortable too. We should be careful about what we post online, what we say or do out in public. There are things such as delicacy and discretion and respect and it seems to keep things peaceful, a nice, stable status quo.

Now, I understand how all this makes sense. Surely we try our best to be nice so as everyone gets along. There should be order and all that. Why would you hire an employee who would be bad for the company? Why would you befriend someone unpleasant? Why try and destroy the delicate balance of peace we’ve all got going on? I get it. Really. I do.

But sometimes, you have to wonder. Are people happy with keeping the peace? Do people ever get tired of just not being honest so that they can live unhindered, stable lives? Don’t they get tired of saying one thing but thinking another? Of thinking about what others think of them all the time? Of just not being themselves?

I do and I wish it were that easy to stop living a lie.

I think, if I became really honest, I won’t have friends. No one will like me. Heck, I don’t even like myself a lot of the time, so why would other people? Stockholm Syndrome, maybe? I don’t know, but I just feel that if people actually knew what I think a lot of the time, what I’m capable of doing if I let myself, they wouldn’t like me at all.

And so I keep it all to myself. I like being liked. I like being secure. I like not being alone even though at times it’s grating to be amidst so many people and so much activity.

Do you have what it takes to be completely honest? I envy you if you do because I’m just not that brave to be.

I Think I May Have a Problem

…Well, no. I know I’ve always had a problem when it came to resisting the call of dropping some money for my own impulsive indulgences.

We dropped by the Noel Bazaar at the World Trade Center earlier this afternoon just to see what’s inside. We ended up spending quite a bit of money that we weren’t planning to spend. Or at least I wasn’t;  I don’t know about Mama. I even plan on going back this coming Friday so I can probably get my gift for the exchange gift and… Maybe another t-shirt. Or two. BECAUSE I BOUGHT THREE TODAY.

How obvious are my interests?

The new company shirt *COUGHCOUGHS*

In fairness, I can wear tshirts to work. Plus I have been complaining about not having enough tshirts recently. Buying three shirts at one go isn’t a bad thing, right?

That’s not the end of it, though. I walk around the bazaar a little more and Mama’s feet were starting to hurt. So we stop by this stall that sells shoes. She buys flats that I can also use when I want to later on as she rarely wears flats. Meanwhile, I ended up buying these:

They make my knees hurt after a while, but they’re nice with shorts or a short skirt.

I like the belt buckle things! And they were on sale! How was I to say ‘no’?! It’s freaking almost Christmas and my birthday!

And so I shall content myself with packed food until Thursday.