Managing My Blog

I have been blogging since 2003. I think. My first blogs (I was overexcited then) were on Multiply, Friendster and I.ph. All three platforms are no longer.

I started blogging without any thought of monetization, niches and other blogging schemes to earn money. I blog because I love to write. I love to read other blogs and I loved the idea of having an online diary.

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The Writer in Me

I love writing. This is why I started blogging. It was an outlet for me to express my thoughts on life, the mundane and the mysteries I encounter. Nowadays, I only blog when something actually happens to me. Yep, I’m that self-centered. But again, this is my blog.

Anyhow, the writer in me awoke. Especially when one of my students started to write her own fiction. It’s not yet finished but I can see that she’s doing her best to make it into something fantastic.

Thus, I’m back to this burgeoning desire to simply write and write. Short stories or microfiction are more my style. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the patience to write a novel. The per chapter thing seems taxing and well, long. For now, I shall do my best to simply get back on writing. Wish me luck!

The Reveal

So I’m watching House reruns now.

I’m also thinking that once again, I should give up my R is for Rogue blog. I really should.

Sigh.

I hardly write fiction anymore. And I do want to write.

I keep on postponing stuff.

Argh.

That’s it. I’m pulling the plug on my nth blog.

Sheesh. It’s linked to my sister’s ALL group website.

Okay, it stays.

Man, when did blogging become so complicated?!?

Way Behind on Blogging

So my last blog post here was a schedule I made that I planned to follow for blogging. 

Obviously, I failed to follow it. Sigh. I’m swamped with work and with dance and most of all, I have Heaven. Yes, she is now a handful. 

Heaven is now walking and running. It’s quite difficult to follow her. She keeps on touching everything and well, she also keeps losing her footing. She is now still trying to get the hang of balancing herself. I partly blame the disposable diaper she wears. 

Anyhow, here I am. Blogging for a bit, just before I start to write and hopefully, finish all the articles I need to do tonight so that I can actually just browse for me this weekend.

Wish me luck! 

Keep on blogging, peeps!

on friends and books

Yesterday was one of my happier days.

I met up with friends, had a wonderful time.

They say that good friends are like books that are hard to find which is why we should keep only the few good ones. I lost a lot of my favorite books from moving here and there. I also lost old friends and gained new ones. But those I have until now, I truly cherish. Some friends are like old books I have kept them somewhere only to have me find them all over again. I have that now. Old friends resurfacing and continue keeping a friendship that has lasted throughout the years.

Loyalty cannot be bought. Trust has to be earned. True friends will not deceive you. I hope you are all blessed to have good friends. They keep the wolves at bay and like a good book, they make you smile when the world is trying to make cry.

a busy bee, that’s me!

Now, it has a nice ring, right? Busy me, doing odd jobs here and there, online or otherwise. I finished my last writing assignment and with God’s grace, I got paid. I was jubilant. More so because a cousin of mine arrived from Manila and we all celebrated over the weekend with mahjong, alcohol, yummy food and Videoke. A typical Sunday for my family. On Monday, we attended a seminar for a networking scheme. It was very promising. I was even tempted to join but I don’t have the money for the membership fee. My cousin was sorely disappointed. I told my mom and bestfriend about it  and maybe they can join instead of me.

What was unexpected was for me to see my ex-boyfriend’s sisters and nieces in the same seminar. They got me so nervous. I kept on looking over my shoulder, expecting my ex-boyfriend to arrive. It was both a relief and a disappointment when he didn’t. We have some unresolved issues that needed to be discussed face to face.

Anyhow, I received several job offers online and emailed them all back to show my interest. So far, I was able to snag two jobs. The first one was still article writing and the other one is being his virtual assistant. Becoming a V.A. was new to me. Today, my first task was to install wordpress into a website. Gad, with my wits scattered around me, I followed his instructions and I think, I installed it right. I hope so. I am tweedling my thumbs now, waiting for his email to tell me if I did it right.

As busy as I am, I found time to teach a couple who will have their wedding this Sunday at Xavier Estates Country Club. They both have not much knowledge in dancing so I taught them very simple steps which they can dance to their song, Something Stupid. What made the experience very rewarding for me was that they were able to have fun learning the steps and they looked very happy when dancing them. I can’t wait to watch them this Sunday. My dad and his band will be playing for them. The groom is from Mexico so a lot of Spanish were spoken. It was nice to hear them all talk in Spanish.

The bonus during the practice was Maxine. She was the 3-year old Rottweiller whom I fell in love with. She was huge and super-friendly. Affectionate and loving. If she could sit on my lap, she would but I’m pregnant and she’s really huge! I will upload her photo soon. She reminded me of Bruce, my ex-boyfriend’s dog. Except Bruce was much bigger and he was a real guard dog. Maxine is more of a house pet beause she’s fat and was too sweet.

Tomorrow, I will finally visit my doctor. My glucose test and all that. I have been having dreams that my baby is a boy. He/She is also very active now. It is now getting harder to sleep at night and i’m now having dizzy spells. Ugh. The last trimester. It all sounds so ominous now. Still slightly unreal in my mind. The First Boyfriend said I don’t need to look at any labor videos to prepare myself for the real thing. Good. I am scared of watching women giving birth.

With everything going on, I feel apprehensive of the future. I gave in to a bout of self-pity earlier and chided myself for being in a situation where I am totally unprepared. Then I had to take hold of my own rattled self and somehow look for strength to get through it all. I prayed to St. Raphael and St. Anthony to help me and so here I am, still scared but ready to face another day.