sure. wait. what?

THIS BLOG is 13 years old. Isn’t that crazy? 

I have had other blogs before, but this one stuck. For 13 years. Wow.

I mean, sure, there isn’t much to be proud of here. This blog isn’t popular by any metric, and I’ve never made a single dime off of it. Fame or money were never the endgame though, at least not for me. 

I started blogging way back when the Internet was still relatively new and free from the shackles of corporate greed. Market executives funnelled their advertising money into traditional media: TV, mostly, but also radio and print. The internet? Nah. That shit’s for dorks.

And so people like me who liked to write, blogged. Some wrote fan-fiction too, but that’s a different story. It was a glorious time.

Bloggers wrote about their lives, their travels, their favorite shows, et cetera, et cetera. Blogs were a joy to read because they weren’t selling you anything. They treaded the line between private thought and public space, like a diary left open on purpose. It felt almost voyeuristic, reading a blog, except not really because the invitation was there, floating in cyberspace, waiting to be discovered.

Things changed when the execs in suits caught on to the potency of blogging in pushing products in front of their target buyers. Suddenly, search engine optimization was a thing. Affiliate links were a thing. Social media was a thing. Bloggers were encouraged to have a “niche”, to build a “brand”, and to start “cross-posting” like content machines.

That era of blogging-influencing eventually RIP’d when video took over. Nobody wanted to read anymore, and even micro-blogging platforms like Twitter (or X) incorporated long- and short-form videos into their user experience. The folks who were blogging for cash migrated over to other social media, and blogging became not-quite-obsolete, but not-quite-the-place-to-be either. 

Anywaaaay, wow — I wrote all that when all I intended to do tonight was share and resurface some of my old posts. Like this one about parallel universes, back when I was still a student sleeping in the library to study for the midterms. I’m so happy I’m over that hustle now. 

There’s this post about annotating books and “relatability” too, which became unexpectedly controversial lol. That was a fun time, back when many of my blogger-friends were still hanging and chilling around this dingy corner of the Internet. 

Also from 2017, a post about friendships and wavelengths. My wala-akong-friends era, which was also when I was at my most prolific as a blogger. 

Speaking of friends, I truly enjoyed writing (and re-reading) about my dead body theory of friendship. And then there’s this June 2019 log that still gets views to this day, maybe because it’s about loneliness, kind of?

I have posts in Tagalog too, like the one on my inability to tell a story, which got a lot of nods and high-fives from fellow introverts.

There are way more posts, literally 13 years’ worth, but that’s it for now (I need to sleep lol). To the people who’ve seen this blog evolve, switch URLs, change themes — hello again. Thank you for reading, for returning, for witnessing. It meant more than I ever said. Wherever you are now, I hope the days are kind to you. Thank you 🙂