[1: 1,647 of 10,000] Rushing

Thinking what to type

As time runs out

Couldn’t find the words

In this fleeting moments

The absence is reasonable

Yet is it really?

I got to publish three today now

Or four tomorrow

Excuses is still an excuse

A weapon of mediocrity

So before I lose from myself

I have to complete this piece

And better hit publish

[1: 1,420 of 10,000] My 8 Secrets For Courageously Hitting Publish In WordPress

I am not a famous writer or blogger yet but I must say that I feel good having published 1,420 posts including this one. I have a lot of irrational fears but thankfully I never have fear of publishing blog posts. Here are my 8 secrets!

1. I love blogging and in a narcissistic way, I love rereading what I have written and the best way to go back on them is publish them!
2. Sometimes I do think about inspiring or informing other people of my posts and I couldn’t do that if it’s not published isn’t it.
3. My main reason for blogging is to express myself. I am not afraid that I will be criticise because I already know that I am my biggest critique. Although, if I get good and bad feedbacks… good boosts my confidence and feeds my ego; while bad hopefully constructive will be a room for improvement or hence I make sure every comments are scrutinise with my approval!
4. I wish to be discovered that I am making sense and my thoughts are valued.
5. I may have procrastination problem that I am working on but once I am switched onto something I am passionate about, I become obsessed! I sometime couldn’t stop myself to create one post to another and it is bringing me pure joy and a perfect kind of high.
6. Having a goal to publish 10,000 posts is quite motivating and starting my blog post with the counter keep me on track of my goal and progress.
7. I don’t pressure myself for perfections, there were lots of posts that I go back for editing, and there are some posts that aren’t perfect in my heart but I know I just have to let it go and publish it. I don’t write to please anyone, I write for the love of honouring the art of writing and respect for my desire that I just have to write whether it will be read by anyone at all or will be loved by anyone but me.
8. The more I write, the better I become, so I keep imagining whenever I hit the publish button, I am a very important writer with a job to be better than I was yesterday.

Published blog posts do looked like an act of a brave blogger, well at least according to me. 😉

[1: 111 of 10,000] Comic

I suddenly have a spun of boredom but when I saw the Doraemon comic and read, it diminishes every inch of boredom and was replaced with awe-ness and laughter.

[1: 107 of 10,000] Ready To Serve

I love that blue fluffy button at the right side that has a mark called Publish; but when do I contain my excitement and hit it at the right time?

The post is looking right back at me. Smiling. Lingering. Word for word I reread just like what I did on this. I barred clichés. I smile back. Feel that the post got my heart and worthy for my blog subscribers and visitors to read and get that same smile that I enjoy with my words.

Okay all done, I clicked Publish! No sweaty palms. No anxiety. Just bursting energy to share!

Oops, I’ve missed something. Ah, the beauty of blog, as long as I got the internet connection, I can always go back, make that crucial OCD edit until I find it satisfying and unforgettable and for readers to find it so 😉

[1: 100 of 10,000] +

If I’m not feeding my day with positivity; then I question my zest for life.

[1: 89 of 10,000] Overtime

Working late beyond office hours – do you do overtime for the right reason?

Overtime in some companies are paid, commonly practiced and properly monitored. In others where it isn’t applicable to the nature of the business, the management thinks they’re paying their employees with the right package monthly that overtime doesn’t equate to additional pay if it ever happens.

Paid or not paid, what is the rule?

[1: 86 of 10,000] Promise

Fulfill your promise and you’re making a history.

[1: 83 of 10,000] Brand New

Anxiety sinks

Whenever I face the unknown

But I cannot deny excitement lurks

For the years I’ve lived

I learned

I now know

Fear of the unknown

Will only drain the energy

Serve the best foot forward

For negativity will pass

And sooner than I anticipate

It becomes redundant

Common

Familiar

Until I search for brand new expedition

The cycle repeats

The joy outpours

Then I am at ease

[1: 79 of 10,000] Bed

Why do we make up our bed when we wake up only to mess it all up again after a few hours when we go back to sleep?

• Why wouldn’t I? My mom successfully trained me when I was little to make up my bed. After the tickle and reciting a rhyme to wake me up, I stood up and excited to fold my blanket that is about 4 times bigger than me.
• It is the closest to make a bed looks like a hotel’s pristine set-up. I love hotels.
• My youngest sister has one rule, no making up, reasoning out that she’ll mess it all up anyway!

[1: 75 of 10,000] Playground

It’s getting dark and I saw four kids playing at a very sandy area, they’re not in the beach, they’re outside the accommodation buildings and near the hi-way sidewalk but nothing dangerous that they’ll get hit by a vehicle.

I was thinking, ‘You are all getting yourselves dirty,” but I can’t tell them that because they’re having fun!

The scene allowed me to dig my own childhood memory, it wasn’t a cotton candy pleasant because my neighbors and I were playing at the garbage area, do I hear ‘yuck?’ actually an area where some school and office supplier dumped their trash that are usually composed of empty boxes and dusty but okay papers or basically considered as treasures for kids like me.

There were even some plants nearby with sweet tiny red fruits that I eat with playmates. I never thought that it was dirty. I was happily playing like the kids that I saw. No wonder having a heart like a child is favored in heaven.

My health update: I grew up healthy and was never confined in a hospital in my entire life!