My 2021 New Year’s Resolutions

Yes, I know, it’s already several days into the year, but I think it’s never too late to come up with your own New Year’s resolution, even if you’re several months late!

Here’s the story. After 2020 ended, I read my journal from start to finish, taking note of all the things I aspired to do at the start of the year, and what I actually accomplished, twelve months into the future. Surprisingly, I managed to cross off quite a lot of them.

Obviously, not all of them. Due to the pandemic, I pretty much had to give up on my resolution to “travel more often” and “go to the gym every week”. But since there was nothing I could do to change the situation, I decided that it didn’t really matter if I couldn’t accomplish several things due to covid.

In retrospect, though, 2020 was a very hard year. Adapting to working from home is one thing, but having to do the chores and keeping my sanity in check were not exactly easy. Which is why I’m planning to keep my 2021 resolution simple.

The theme of 2021 for me, would be “peace”.

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Saying Goodbye to 2020

To be honest, I never expected my next blog post to be written on the very last day of 2020.

I didn’t even plan to write anything a week ago, lest I’ll sound overly dramatic and emotional with all the reminiscence and rewind of everything that happened in 2020. I’ve seen enough posts about it. The same highlights; forest fire, corona virus outbreak, black lives matter, election, and a ton other things to name a few.

However, after much, much contemplation, I’ve come to realize that above all, 2020 had been an insurmountable obstacle in front of us–a mountain so high we thought we could never go past it, and yet we did. Maybe it’s the combination of all the bad things that happened this year (because, let’s face it, we’ve seen just about every bad things that could happen, happened in 2020). Or maybe it’s the fact that the year is ending, and we’re excited and giddy to welcome the new year, as if all our problems would just vanish the moment the clock strikes midnight.

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Of Struggles, Reason to Fight, and Moon River

When I was a kid, my father almost always worked until very late every day. It baffled me to think that I never had a good, long, conversation with him until I hit puberty—not because we didn’t want to, but because he was never around, to begin with.

After all, he always went to work before I even woke up, and returned home after I fell asleep. And to be perfectly honest, I think there was a little part of me that resented him for that—for not being around when I wanted to talk to him about my day, or anything.

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“I don’t have a choice,” he said one day, during one of the rare moments when he actually got to go home early. I remember it clear as day—the sky was dark, curtains were closed, and my mom had stored all our food in the fridge because that’s what she always did after I finished dinner; my dad never ate at home.

“What do you mean, you don’t have a choice?” I remember myself asking.

“No matter how tough the going gets, I need to work for this family. For you,” my dad replied.

“You mean for the money,” I retorted.

He didn’t deny anything. Instead, he looked at me, let out a long sigh, and gazed at our half-dilapidated, leaking ceilings for a good second or two, before continuing our conversation with a lower tone to his voice that almost resembled a whisper. “Yes, I do this for the money. But you have to remember where the money goes. It goes to our food. It goes to electricity so you can sleep comfortably with the AC on every night. It goes to your school tuition. It goes to our family—hence I do this for the family.”

“But families don’t run on money… right?” I remember my younger self asked him.

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To be honest, I don’t really remember what he told me that night. Even after I asked my dad about it, he simply said that he already forgot, and proceeded to bombard me with other questions about how my life went, how was work, and so on. But as I try my hardest to paint a picture of that sliver of memory, I imagine my dad would most likely reply with something out of his wisdom bag—something that only a man who worked for money, and worked for a family, could ever have spoken.

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Hospitalized

Being hospitalized is not fun.

I never liked being punctured with needles all over, and I certainly don’t appreciate having to lay down all day to “rest”. Sometimes I feel my condition worsen just by staying in a hospital for too long.

Hospitalized

However, I just spent this week being hospitalized.

This should explain why I was super late at posting the writing prompt results from last Saturday, and my lack of updates through any of my social media (Twitter, Instagram). And if you guys haven’t guessed it, this is also the reason why this week’s blog post is arbitrarily more raw and unpolished.

For that, I apologize.

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Everything “New” in 2019

When I said I would be taking a month off blogging, I certainly didn’t expect just how much I would miss doing it.

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A lot of things had happened during the month I was away from my blog, but at the same time, I didn’t feel like anything major had happened at all. Sure, there was my friend, Felicia’s wedding a few weeks ago. But being one of her bridesmaids, the whole event drained me of almost all my energy—to the point where I got bedridden out of pure exhaustion.

But now that I’m officially over my month-long break, I was quite troubled by what kind of blog posts should I be writing. You know, last year was all about my upcoming books, writing tips, and some tidbits about my personal life. But I wanted this year to be different—I don’t want to just be doing the same thing over and over.

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2019 New Year’s Resolution

Hello everyone, and depending on when you’re reading this, Happy New Year!

Since this will be my last post for 2018, I thought that listing down my 2019 New Year’s resolution would be the perfect way to end the year for this blog of mine.

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Keep in mind that unlike my usual posts, I won’t be talking about any specific item on this list, but I’m planning to make a response post at the end of 2019 to share with you how I fared throughout the year with my resolutions. I hope it’ll be a good year for me, and for you guys, too! Continue reading

Of How Maybe Everything Came Into Existence

It felt like it hasn’t been that long since I released a new book. And quite understandably so, too, since I just released Unspoken Words back in January. Yet here I am, writing a blog post about how my third book came into existence. It feels almost surreal, because just one year ago, I would’ve never dreamed of producing two new books in such a short time.

Have you ever fallen in love so hard, you couldn’t help but see everything through a rose-tinted glass?

Even as I am writing this post right now, I find it hard to pour everything on the pages, because just like with 3 (Tiga) and Unspoken Words, Maybe Everything is also a very personal project for me—one that I never intended to publish when I was still in the process of writing it. Continue reading