My last post in this blog was three months ago, because three months ago, I decided on a whim to apply for a full-time job at Rappler
. And then I got hired. ^_^
That happened in tandem with a full course load for my grad class so things became really, really busy, even for my standards (I’m terrified to check my grades even if 2nd sem’s starting two weeks from now).
Now I spend my days (and some nights) doing some writing – trying to tell stories about brands and adding some newsworthy narratives to their objectives. A lot of brainstorming. The past two weeks, ironically enough, a lot of production-related stuff too.
It’s different from PR (what I’ve done), or features (what I’ve done), or journalism (what I’ve never done). But it’s also a mix of all those three.
In between, there’s hardly any energy left to write personal stories, let alone take vain shots (also there hasn’t been anything new / fantastic in terms of dressing up lately).
I’m putting this up to commemorate the fact that if I put my mind to it, I can make time for black and white grainy photos against a messy bedroom where I’ve been trundling into past 2 AM for the last month. And if I can make time for all that, I can make time for writing my story.
I can’t forget what I love, even in the midst of learning to love a new thing.
Memo to my indulgent, missing 19-year-old idyllic Saturdays self.