I blog

Before I wrote this article, I was having a hard time choosing between creating a new blog and continuing this one. As is apparent, I chose the latter. Why? Because even though I may be a different person now compared to the one blogging here before, I am sure that who I was before will always be a part of me and it’s something that has to be with me in my becoming.

So here I am again, after all those experiences – happy and sad, up and down, green and red – continuing the journey of a person under the control of her whims. The past, we shall always not forget, is and will always be a part of who you are today and the person you will become. Ok, cliché. It is something we should not hide, neither to dwell in. It is something to reflect upon because they are full of memories to be kept and lessons to be learned.

The title of this blog was not changed since I created it: Some Things Happen on a Whim. But it had before a subtitle, which I eventually deleted after some grammarazzi pointed out my error on who’s/whose: experiences and adventures of someone who’s under control of the dangerous instability of her whims. Initially, I planned to fill these blogs with stories from the past that had happened without long and careful thinking, spur-of-the-moment anecdotes, not-your-usual-things-to-do and yes-I’ve-done-it-before experiences. For some reason I don’t know, I ended up writing about feelings and emotions about things and people and forgot about my initial plan.

Well, like they always say, it’s better late than never. And since it’s my semestral break, I have the right to break free from the usual things I do and spend time writing about my past experiences, whimsy moments worth sharing and learning from.

I used to be a very impulsive person. And I must admit, up until now, I still a bit am. So expect random stuffs posted here every now and then. After all, some things happen on a whim.