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Writing about Nothing

What should I write about?

That’s the common dilemma of someone who maintains a blog. I had the opportunity to read this blog from beginning to present and I saw how this blog evolved from a diary of “All Things Japan” to now a venue of rants for a “thirty-something corporate slave-desperate mom-wannabe.”

I have written about adorable Japanese boy bands, questionable fashion sense from JPop girl groups, fashion magazines and food up to fertility woes, marriage and the joys of being a corporate slave. Reading on my previous entries, I noticed that I had time then to write. And I write about everything!

Now, posts are fewer in between and usually it’s even my every day woes. Not surprisingly, this page has become therapeutic since I get to air out all my hang ups and rant about the general suckiness of things. Posting has become a cheaper alternative to therapy or seeing the shrink. By writing down my frustrations sometimes, I have managed to avoid pushing people off the railings of the penthouse floor. It is an escape, an opportunity to go back to the old days when I used to maintain a diary.

In the early days of this blog, one of my former office mates recommended that I monetize the blog by placing ads or working with some PR people. It’s something I refused to consider, being happy of the traffic I get. I also enjoy the fact that this page is not beholden to any one and that my reviews are solely my personal beliefs and not potential online pick-ups for the PR agencies and their respective clients.

Sometimes, I don’t know how much I could share online — especially on my personal and private life. I always say that I have resorted to cannibalizing my life just to give you my daily fodder. All secrets out in the open, worries and challenges flayed and discussed up to the last detail. After all, who would be interested to hear about the office woes of a typical Filipina?

I used to think that starting a blog is merely a hobby, but in the end it’s really a commitment to the discipline of writing and the timelines usually associated with it. You have to find new topics to write about. Or maybe you could write about nothing and make it sound like it’s something?


2012 in review – Thank you for being part of my adventure!

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

19,000 people fit into the new Barclays Center to see Jay-Z perform. This blog was viewed about 65,000 times in 2012. If it were a concert at the Barclays Center, it would take about 3 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

The recent report sent by WordPress made the first day of the New Year sweeter for your KamikazeeGirl. Thank you guys for being part of my 2012 and for not losing interest when posts started getting fewer and farther in between.

A thousand gommenasais for the lapse in my writing duties. The world has become to chaotic and tiring for me sometimes that I have come to be remiss of my regular posts in this site. I wish that I could blame it on over fatigue or just the general shitty-ness of things but I guess there comes a time in every blogger’s life that we hit a certain blogging fatigue and we try to step back and assess the work we have done in the last few years.

I started The Adventures of KamikazeeGirl around three years ago, to serve as my outlet – in both good and the shitty. Some of you may have remembered the time when this blog was the repository of all things Kawaii and Japanese. Those were the days when I can post up to 4 stories in a day — an obvious indication that I have nothing to do at work (that was the kaisha selling Japanese whitening products). I know that in the past few months, things were a bit different compared when the blog first started. I became more serious: there were more rants and ravings, than the usual adulation reserved for Jun Matsumoto’s eyes and acting abilities. (But yes, I will still name my first born male “Shin”, an obvious and apparent ode to his panty-loosening turn as Shin Sawada in Gokusen I.) I was growing old and this blog was one of the usual casualties.

Honestly, I think this blog was seriously looking for an identity last 2012. For a time, I was a bit leaning towards being someone that reviews and do stuff, like as if it was part of the new media landscape. Got invited here and there. But at the end of the day, is it really what KamikazeeGirl is all about?

You know, I realized that you guys were reading what I write maybe because there some bit of entertainment on how I cannibalize my life (my pleasure, guys! *__* ), and not because this blog is the new GOOP. My life, my interests and my adventures — these are the core of KamikazeeGirl. Thanks to your patience, I now understand WHAT this blog is supposed to be.

I hope we get to share more of our adventures in 2013. Here’s to cute Japanese and Korean boys, to traveling with less money on our pockets, to amazing books and awesome graphic novels, for heartbreaks and melodies and for all the silly things that makes us who we are. Cheers.

A nice surprise or…a sign from the Universe?

Obviously, I have been away this whole week, no thanks to the ongoing Inquisition currently happening at the office.

So imagine my surprise when I checked back on this site and saw the many comments and congratulations from the many gorgeous people of WordPress. And then, I knew why (the congratulations from Meandering Matriarch gave me an idea).

a nice surprise

Wow, thank you WordPress. This is a nice surprise considering that I feel like a victim of the Inquisition for most of the time in my happy, little office. Oh, work — the joy you bring into my life never fail to amaze me. (Yes, a lesson in sarcasm) It’s a happy little piece of purgatory where I feel like I am being judged for the most part for the things I fail to do and the spelling and grammatical mistakes I manage to accomplish, and being blamed for the lack of good PR for the company.

A little (albeit insistent) voice inside my head kept saying that maybe this is a sign from the universe? I have always moaned about wanting to go back to writing but never having the guts to actually do it. I can’t imagine not having a good health care insurance or the semi-annual bonuses that feed the obsession with shoes, satchels and traveling.

Hopefully, things at work will be better. If not, there’s always this space to come home to.

Finally! It’s back!

picture not mine

Is it just me, or was there something wrong with my beloved WordPress these past few days?
I’ve been trying to access my site for a few days and nothing.

Jut when my world is spinning like a top without any control at all, and things are happening left and right. My head is bursting and I want an outlet to say what I want to say. Thank God this site is back or I might have to resort to carving random rants on my desk at work.

My world is right again.

Domo Arigato Gozaimasu! I.O.U! (My 2011 in review)

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The Louvre Museum has 8.5 million visitors per year. This blog was viewed about 140,000 times in 2011. If it were an exhibit at the Louvre Museum, it would take about 6 days for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

Apparently, in spite of me being moody, prone to ranting and sometimes utterly prone to producing brain farts — people still find in their hearts to read the things I write. THANK YOU! At the risk of me crying like a freaking baby, I know that the words I write are nothing compared to the brilliant things you also produce.

I am happy. This blog is my only source of getting out what I feel so I really appreciate when people try to reach out. And even if I look like I don’t shut up or even if I look smug, I am actually very shy in person. I don’t talk much when I am with other people and it will take people that’s really close to me to make me open up. I don’t like sharing emotions with other people, and I am not the type that trusts people easily. So weird as it may sound, my only source of ranting and saying what I feel is this blog.

I know I say a lot of things and often times prone to BS, but I am happy and honored that there are people who find meaning in what I write.

Anyway, at the risk of this post sounding like an Oscars speech, I am gonna shut my mouth and will just promise to continue writing. I owe it to you, after all 🙂

KamikazeeGirl at FRESH PRESSED?! Seriously????

Whoa! This is a nice surprise!

Thank you for those who commented and visited my blog. I appreciated each and every comment received. (Oh crap, this is starting to sound like those awfully cheesy, melodramatic acceptance speeches delivered on local award shows)

As someone who used to write for a living, this brings back memories of being published and seeing my name on print. I was fresh out of college when I was hired to be a lifestyle writer in one of the Philippines’ largest publications. Just as the interview was coming to a close, I was asked by the VP for Human Resources why I wanted to be a writer. I answered that I wanted to be just like Louis Lane. (I had a huge, huge, huge crush with Superman aka Clark Kent aka Christopher Reeve). Maybe she was amused because she hired me on the spot. Or maybe they just needed a new writer.

A week on the job, I’ve realized that being a writer doesn’t necessary mean being out covering glamorous events and parties all the time. When you’re doing desk job and not covering events, this meant trawling over piles and piles of press releases and retyping them for publication. While choosing between a press release about a new variant of sanitary napkin and a press release about another shampoo–I told myself that I won’t ever be a paid hack and write PR.

Oh well, waddayouknow, fast forward ten years after that day and here I am writing and doing PR for almost seven years now–and I came to love PR.

My life as a writer extended for only 3 years after university. By then, I have done the rounds when it came to doing beat: I covered Pinoy showbiz (and had to deal with the ego and tantrum of local celebrities) while employed in another publication– the highlight of which is going to the Eat Bulaga! (a local variety show) studios and waiting for this girl group called Sex Bomb Girls for an interview. These girls were hella famous in 2002 and they were known to punctuate their gyrating with “get! get! awwwwwww!” In the same publication, I was also doing beat as a police writer where I hang out on local police precincts and perusing the police blotter for possible stories. In between, I was interviewing local bomba stars (sexy stars).

So–the point of this post? Nothing much–it just felt nice having the same feeling when I saw my first byline.