KFA Writing

Finally! It's the last day of the challenge. I was afraid I wouldnt make it at first, as I have a tendency to quit in the middle of things. But I'm so happy that I persisted. And anyway, this feels like i am about to conquer the last boss in a quest. But yeah, after the final boss you have to look for another place, explore it and beat the boss again in that level. It is just so fulfilling to have some kind of sign thatyou are actually doing things and finishing it. What I learned in this challenge is that it doesnt has to be formal, or planned. Most of the time I just write what I want to write and it was what has sustained me in over the 30 days. There were times when I couldnt think of anything to write but would just go along writing anyway. There were times when I didnt write at all. Despite this, after another day I push myself to continue writing.  Back then, things have to be planned, what I have to say has to have a background, an  outline. And then, when I am about t...

Thinking about building my funds and then I thought... There really has to be a time when I go on and face the music, to stop denying that everything is alright, and that I can simply do the things I want for such a long time. How did it come to this? For starters, things definitely got reset when I quit my former job and chose something closer to home. Then you realize that, compared to always being in the center of the action and attention, I am more inclined to being alone and writing things, the kind  I  always do these times. Before I knew it, I reverted back to the person I once was back in my student years, in my first job, the kind of person who is silent most of the time and would be shy and more reserved. With the exception of my friends in audit, many would believe me to be a shy, reserved boring type of girl. I dont blame them. What I learned is that it surely does take a lot from me to always be the laughing stock of all my friends, and to have the reputation that...

Just a few more days. Lately, I feel like I always hear myself say this line. Like, in the past few months I am living from paycheck to paycheck, with only a few days only eager to wait for the next. Admittedly, I dont see any growth in my income, and I feel very frustrated about it.Right now is not any better. Only that, I only see what is presently happening. For example, this whole project has led me to 28 days of forcing myself to write even though I dont feel like it at times. There were days when the laziness just kicks in and I wouldnt even write for the day. The longest ditching dsy I had was for four straight days. Still, I pushed through. And now, when I am having this day where I want to just sleep, I am still here, writing. It has been a good 28 days. A lot has happened. just in this period I was able to clear two of my debts, and in a mionths time, I would be able to reach that emergency fund goal that I had initially planned, albeit all the little road blocks that seem to...

I got late again, but in all, it wasnt so bad. Only that they suddenly implemented the no tardiness policy which comes suspiciously because of my recent alling outs. Anyway, I got through the day. Good news is, my grandma continues to feel better and the doctors say that she will be released from the hospital tomorrow. This is really great news. Just this day, I came across an article on investing groups and I did not hesitate to join all of the groups mentioned there. And so I asked the question that has been bothering me all this time. I hope that I would get a great answer from this group. I have high hopes. On another hand, I think maybe it's time to sit around and form a strategy in light of the recent developments in work. I mean, I have always thought of quitting but this time I am already sure that I should quit by the time I finish my contract. I mean, I already have no bonds to pay and the only thing left is the contract. From my calculations, I still have nine months to ...

This day may be the worse day yet. You know those days when everything around you just doesnt go your way? I've had the same experience of it today. While I always pray that everyday would be a great day, there is always that day when you feel that God just took a break on you and wouldnt listen to yoir needs, and allows you to suffer through that day. I know that wasnt his intention but then I cant help but feel that way after today.  To start the morning, I woke up an hour late just because we had a bad night with my grandmother in the hospital. Then I couldnt find a tricycle just in time, making me walk a couple hundred meters before I finally got one. That took a toll because it made me miss the last bus, making me on my own to look for any chance of a ride. After what seemed like half an hour, I was desperate enough to get on a very full bus, and I had to stand all the way all the while looking at the men who because of the hardships in life seemed to have forgotten the ways o...

My grandmother was suddenly rushed in the hospital, so I'll be quick about it.  Thankfully, she's doing fine now. But they still have to confine her and do some procedures on her but then the first four hours of panic is over. Now it's more on visiting and medications. I am thankful that it was just a mild stroke this time. You know, my dad also went in the same conditions but thankfully there were a lot of people to save her this time. Surprisingly, after I prayed to God I felt calm and stopped worrying. I only hope that I wont grow overconfident about this and always conclude that things will turn out fine because of God. Well, technically it does. But you know, I am still not ready to lose yet another member of the family. It's something that I pray to God for, that he will not allow things to suddenly happen unless I am consciously prepared for it. Still, in my dad's case I will never be actually prepared for it. Who would? Even so, the amount of support he sent...

Sunday again! And I dont have anything to say in particular. Oh well. I can just talk about my experiences in youtube. You know, back in the early 2004, when I just had enough internet speed to view youtube, it became my refuge from redundant TV shows. But then, the speed back then was too slow, that you really reserve your youtube viewing when there isnt anything else to do. The more smart way is to download it and watch it offline. These days, I dont have to do it, and so the amount of videos I download has gone down tremendously. And anyway, despite our reputation for having so slow of an internet speed, it has really come so far that I have long forgotten the days when I had to be patient and more resourceful if I ever want to watch something. If I need to download something. In fact, I rarely go to mirc anymore. And this is something because I can easily find it when looking in google. So then, I am thankful for it. But still, the times have changed where you have to be more skill...

When you slack off, it gets addicting. As you can see from the turn of events, it got so hectic and I became too careless that my two week formed habit was disrupted the moment I felt tired. I mean, the first night out was something I recovered from but then the second day, they were all for a night out again, something you cant refuse. I was able to go home so late that I dont have the strength to write about something anymore. Then came the next day, and apparently, my mum had a bit of money she received and suddenly wanted to eat out. So naturally, we ate out very late that even though I got home early, I still could not write. Then came Friday. It was all okay. But then this is genuine slacking off because I just discovered a new anime and it was very addicting enough for me to lose track of time. All these excuses aside, I really hope that I continue this 30 day series even though I have the tendency to slack off and everything. As I had discovered recently on, that its alright as...

I am finally home and am early! It's all thanks to God. He probably planned it in advance. Well, thanks as well to my office mate Niel, who happened to live in Almar. So with all of this, a big thank you! Which gives me time to write for the day since I'm not as exhausted as I would be. Today we went bowling. It's not the typical competition bowling where I had to do my best and be nervous all the time, it's the relaxed version of bowling, where no one really cares about your score and you eat tons of food. The only score you'ld care about is your own, and I have actually done pretty well when I'lm not nervous. Only that, I can't help but remember the good bowling memories when we were in a tournament and everyone has to do their best. I've seen so good techniques that I feel like no one in my team can actually compare to our usual players back then. A strike for them is usual, most of the time, they strike or spare. It's not unheard of to get double...

I spent the whole day not doing anything! And it's great. On second thought, it did look like something I would also do on a typical workday, except that I would be in the office doing the least productive thing in the world, but just for today, I can lay down while doing it, and it was geat. I was able to watch three movies and the major part of the season 24 of the Simpsons, all while pulling an all rounder for the levels in memrise. I had fun, I was able to relax. Tomorrow, it will be back to reality again, and I dont even want to go back because they purposely set the day to be very long. As in up to 7pm at the earliest and 9pm at the most. I might get back home late at night. It's so bad that way. Still, not as bad as the nights I had to deal with when I was in my old job. I mean, It might even be earlier than the nights I was forced to have and even in the slackest season my earliest time back at home was no earlier than 10:30. Times like this I say to myself it could be ...

Since today is Sunday, I reminisce on what God has given to me for the past years. One of the more significant is being able to fast. Three years ago, just months after my father died I was in a lot of stress due to the aftershock of what happened and the stress coming from the audit season. There were a lot of times where I am tempted to end my life - and there was even an opportunity to do so. In my old work, our company is in the middle of rennovating their offices, but then at that time operations were halted in favor of audit season. Well, I dont exactly know the reason but for that whole season, the office for rennovation was totally vacated and if there were people at that time they were quiet about me being there. I first discovered that spot when we had an argument with my boss and it led me in tears again. I usually cry in the bathroom and I wanted to be left alone but then my team mates would follow me and try to console me. I know that they are just wanting to do their best...

As long as I do the ending. For the course of my writing career I have created things that I havent begun, and things that I havent finished. I can no longer remember the things I havent started but what is bothering me is the things I want to finish but I cant. Well, its not like I cant, but then I get stuck in the middle and procrastinate, get excited for the ending that I forget what was in the middle. Yeah, these things are the ones that I always mull over and continue every now and then, but at the end of the day I see myself far from the ending than when I started. Endings are great. It just gives a great feeling for me when I finish a story, and it feels like a signal for me to start anew. A new beginning. There are a million possibilities. And so, you can imagine just how frustrated I am for not being able to finish what I have started. On reading stories, or starting a series, or anything that I find will take me a long time to finish, one thing I usually do is to go ahead and...

Curently, I am suffering from toncilitis so it'ls hard to speak. Fortunately writing here does not require a speaking voice so I can still do it. I want to use this opportunity to tell something related to this.  I don't hate chocolates. There are only quite a few people who do and I am not the exception.  I mean, who doesnt eat chocolate once in a while? Even in the Harry Potter universe it is used to recover from dementors. Still,  I a sometimes forced to hate it, and sweets in general. Why? Because, I could not tolerate sweet things, my tonsils, that is. I could not allow the taste to linger in my mouth, or else it would really irritate my mouth and my tonsils get sore. Afterwards depending on the intake I would face the consequence of eating it. Sometimes I even get a fever. So, every time I eat chocolate, whether it be a bite or two, I am required to drink at least three glasses of water immediately, to flush out the sugar in my throat. Three glasses is the minimum. ...

These days I am always on the lookout for an extra income. You know that phase, when you finally realize that your salary is no longer enough for you to get by, I mean, when you calculate so thoroughly that at the rate you're going you wont have the money enough to afford a decent living. I am in that stage right now, especially when I discovered just how crude the policies in salary increases are in my company (it's barely noticeable) So you look for different ways but you just cant catch a break. I must admit that I am hopefully wanting for this blog to make a profit someday, if I become good enough in writing. But as of the moment I can only see myself writing for an audience of one. There may even come a time when I finally realize that I dont have enough talent for this writing gig and call it quits, but not today.  Aside from that I try to make an extra income off of survey sites and youtube videos. Unfortunately, the only ones that did work is the survey site but then it...

You may have one of those things in your past. When you were young and you thought that you are free to do anything in the world. When you felt like every moment should be seized and every dream should be fulfilled. These days it can easily be described as YOLO. You know, you only live once. But then one day you wake up all grown up and have taken a few responsibilites here and there, with the wisdom enough to do better than use Yolo as an excuse. And then, on one fateful day you see the remnants of what you did in the past and just have a look of disbelief and suddenly ask yourself what really made you do it in the first place. You know, the after effects of those wild things you did when you were young and free. I happened to have that same experience today, and it was equally shocking as the last time I had it. Still, many people can consider me a late bloomer. I was right in that. In my student days, I studied like my life depended on it and literally had no time to dawdle around o...

We're halfway there! In honor of the halfway there mark, I would like to talk about my 5 year job as an auditor. The song was something memorables it marks the halfway mark of our struggles as an auditor. It was like a relief for everyone around. Too much stress from overwork, filing problems, month long all nighters weigh down on anyone so fast that there comes a time when you dont care anymore.You just want it to end. For five years I have experienced that, and I know the feeling. There were times when I have cried too much and no longer feel anything anymore, and just keep doing whatever is needed in order for the job, or in my case jobs, to be over. Because thankfully, the filing date will happen no matter what happens anyway, and win or lose, I can still finally sleep. Still, having a song now and then isnt so bad and in fact I think most of the time it's what keeps me going. I remember, during the audit season, when the bosses are away and we are still in the office at th...

Less than a year to go before the presidential elections and he media has started a coverage frenzy on who would be the potential candidates. When I was younger I feel so hyped out whenever this period happens and even though I am too young to vote, I was still excited. Now, more than three elections later, times have changed, I have witnessed a lot of those politicians say their piece, have their chance in the limelight, be suddenly forgotten, eat their words, join a former rival group, the works. I've somehow develped an apathy towards them. Like no matter who the politicians would be, it would not make a difference. They are all one and the same. They would cheat, change sides, do some shameless advertising, all for he sake of a win. All for the sake of money. I've seen them unravel their true sides. The ones you thought were heroes were just as controversial as the villain they were trying to fight. It was all a matter of perspective. The oned who reveal the information to ...