Skid Row

Skid Row: 
The rundown area of a city where the homeless and drug users live.

My last personal blog post was over a month ago and it was about my pregnancy-some of the things I've learned and all those things I went through. Nowadays, people just call me "buntis" "buntit" or "preggo" and I can't help but think that last time I checked, I didn't have my name changed into those. I'm still Nym--with a bump. I would very much appreciate it if you stop calling me by my recent condition because it's not cute. At all. 

This was taken around three months ago when my tummy was still 4 weeks old. I was with the bosses for our 2017 Strat Plan and my friend and I decided to take a break outside despite the drizzling weather. I'm not much of a basic staple fan but if I want to be as inconspicuous and competent-looking as possible, I always don them. I'm the youngest in the middle management position as of the moment and oftentimes, my age is the bane of my job. 

There are few instances that I have to try doubly hard to get my point across and in an industry as old as one of the oldest professions of all time, people tend to get petty with me. I don't believe in pettiness as this is childish and an absolute waste of my energy, however, I always treat people the way they treat me. I've been a better version of myself for the past years but some things, I just don't have the heart for. 

As with my maturity (or at times, the lack thereof) I question if I am capable of being in this job. Deadlines make me doubt myself if I am really up to this but in time, I've learned to stop obsessing about things that are not in my control. Obsessing about what I could have done or what I am supposed to do robs me of my ability to appreciate the blessings and the abilities that I have now. 

It's quite simple really, being preoccupied and trying to acquire the things that you don't have deprives you of having the attitude of gratitude. Eventually, the drive will burn you out and you'll be left with being bitter and not being appreciative of what you already got. 

Who knows, maybe this will be my last post in this blog for this year and I would like to wrap it up by thanking every one who spared a few minutes of their time in my site. I'm not really a fan of New Year's Resolution but perhaps, by next year, I will give my best shot of being consistent :) 

Blazer: Uniqlo|Tank Top: Gap|Pants: Zara|Flats: Payless

Sitting shotgun

Sitting Shotgun: 

Riding in the front passenger seat of a car.

How's life been treating you lately? 

Don't forget, you are in control. Though I usually leave it to God to take the driver's seat, I've been in the passenger seat lately and that's not good. I should've been in the front seat working alongside with Him. I've let other factors that are work-related get into me and I forgot that I had a choice. 

So it made me stop and think about the life choices I've had lately. As I have matured, my propensity to take on stress went considerably lower. I've kept a more intimate circle of friends, ones whom I can actually send a text to every week and not feel that I don't have to keep up with always. I've learned to not flip tables on things that would've mattered to me a few years ago and when people leave, I don't force them not to. As they say, "when you gotta go, you gotta go"

I've become a "tita" who just loves peace and quiet during weekend nights and my family has become more important to me than they were when I was on my early 20s. I care less about people who are not so accepting towards my snarky comments and social media posts. What matters most to me is to seize the moment, be productive every single day and be thankful for everything, because I am indeed blessed. 

Orange layered blazer: Banila B| Fishboned Dress:DABAGIRL|Watch: Casio|Brown flats: Payless

When it rains, it pours

When It Rains, It Pours: 

When something good or bad occurs, it usually occurs more than once and often within a short  period of time.

Are you on your quarter life crisis phase? I remember that I was having mine a few years back and it was a never heard-of thing. In fact, a friend just chalked it up to my PMS-ing. I felt quite misunderstood then but quarter life crisis IS REAL. I think that this moment in our lives stemmed from peer pressure, social media and the feeling of inadequacy in the midst of the environment which constantly remind us that we are far better than what we think we are. 

I am now 29 years old and I've been given a middle management position before reaching my 30s. Though I am 100% confident and competent job-wise, I can't say the same with the direction of my life and if you are like me, I want to assure you that IT'S OKAY. 

We are not supposed to figure out what our life would be 5,10 or 15 years from now because life will always be a continuous pursuit of what you like, what you want to do and what makes you happy. Death is a conclusion of what you have discovered about yourself and no one wants to live a life constantly finding out what's NOT for you.

OVERRATED right? 

IT IS.

But are you actually applying that in real life? Because the debate of chasing your happiness vs. being financially stable is always present. 

Do they even have to be against each other? Or am I being too idealistic?

In the end, it's a matter of perspective. You can either wake up on a Monday being grumpy that you have an 8-5PM obligation to fulfill or wake up feeling grateful that you heard your alarm right, you are awake, and you have a life which you can either make or break. Others are not as lucky.

In my previous blog posts, I've mentioned about the erratic weather conditions here in my island, I've also talked about having to don an appropriate office attire and this set is one of those I bought at ukay-ukay that only cost me Php20/each

I KNOW RIGHT?!

 I can name a few who always say that I don't dress according to my age (act is for another lengthy blogpost) I am not quite sure if that's a compliment or a dose of charity but really, how does one dress according to age? Perhaps it's one of those questions that I have to crowdsource for an answer. In an attempt to uhm, fit in to prevent the ire of the superiors concerned (also not to jinx my used-to be pending promotion), I decided to dress safely..and by safely I mean not showing my arms and skirt not two inches above the knees safely. 

Cotton Long sleeves: Brandless;Thrifted| Barathea A-Line skirt: Brandless;Thrifted|Brown Flats: Upper East Side-Payless