2018 journal

I’m back!

I’ve been journaling since last year. It helps me a lot in many ways and it’s one of the reasons why I’m often offline. I did art back in elementary school and I remember the feeling that I’ve experienced back then. As an adult, that feeling turned into doubt and I’ve had a hard time processing it. Now, I’m doing art again for fun and I’ve been doing this for a while. I’ve learnt a lot in the process and I’m helping myself reveal my artistic side of things.

I’ve printed some stickers and pretty things to include in my journal. I admit, I’m not that artistic. I get help from the internet and I do things from there. Having a printer is a plus. You can search some art inspiration online like I do. I mostly search images on Pinterest that inspires me, I sometimes recreate them if I’m not too lazy and my self confidence is not too low that moment. There are a lot of creative people there and they make me happy.

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I’ve bought some stamps and they add some vintage vibe on my journal. I’m aiming for minimal but sometimes I tend to overdo but I don’t care as long as I like what I see and it made me happy. I also like to paste some dried flowers just because.

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One of the best things to do while journaling is to listen to some good music. Each of us have a different taste in music, which helps us concentrate and feel good. As for me, I like to listen to some indie pop at the moment. The acoustic and ukulele vibe just gets to me while doing stuff.

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You can find inspiration everywhere. The best thing about these is that there is no right or wrong. You can make your art just the way you like and it may also be the reflection of you as a person, if you’re ready to spill yourself on paper. You will see your artistic progress throughout the year and you may go back to some specific day of your life and reminisce.

Just grab your spiral notebook and pink-inked pen and write away!

❤ Pauline


October Playlist

Hello, earthlings!

How are you? I’ve been feeling a little at ease lately and wanted to share some songs that helped made me face my day-to-day life. I liked most of these because of their lyrics, sometime it’s the beat, either way, these made me happy and they got me going. Check ’em out!

1. 26 by Paramore

“hold on to hope if you got it

don’t let it go for nobody

they say that dreaming is free

but i wouldn’t care what it cost me.”

2. Hiding Tonight by Alex Turner

“tomorrow i’ll be stronger, running colorful

no longer just in black and white

and i’m quite alright hiding tonight.”

3. Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara

“no better you than the you that you are

no better life the life we’re living.”

4. you said okay by flatsound

“and it was then i realized you were not my world

you were my universe.”

5. How Do You Feel? by The Maine

“to all the dearly depressed and broken hearted

the in-betweens and all the torn ones too

you’re not alone in how you’re feeling.”

6. Between The Bars by Elliot Smith

“the pressure of days, do what I say

and I’ll make you okay, and drive them away.”

7. Landslide by Oh Wonder

“and I know you feel like everything is falling to the wind

but don’t you let the thunder in.”

8. The Fault In Our Stars by Troye Sivan

“don’t give it up just yet

stay grand for one more minute.”

9. Demons by Imagine Dragons

“your eyes, they shine so bright, i wanna save that light

i can’t escape this now, unless you show me how.”

10. Truce by Twenty One Pilots

“the sun will rise and we will try again.”

These songs are close to my heart and I’m glad I shared them with you. I hope you find time to listen to them and tell me what you think.



Words Are Magic

Whether the musicians or scientists said it, words and quotes have always been one of life’s greatest gifts. Understanding words have always been very difficult. I, myself enjoy reading and quotes always stay with me. I like them written on my journal, on my wall or in any notebook I have because whenever I read them, I remember what journey I had when I read that book or what song I listened to at that moment.


I know about not less than a thousand songs in my head. I’ve read a lot of books and poems and it is amazing how those words are stored in my mind. I’ve also been called a lot of things in my 22 years of existence and it just shows that not all words are perfect. However, having read and understand a lot of lyrics from songs gave me a boost. Even a simple “Stay Alive, For Me” helped me through my days and mostly nights.

Even this photo uplifts me (Image from Tumblr)

Words are complicated but there’s beauty in them too. They have this magic that you never knew you needed. You’re having a bad day or having the time of your life? There’s always quotes for those. There’s also this specific sentence that just sums up your life, well, maybe not entirely but you know what I mean.


I love quotes. I may not make one as good as the ones that I know but I can always use them and make many mistakes with them. What’s important is that they stay. Words are wonderful. They’re not all good but they’re also not all bad.

Did a quote just magically appear into your head?


✨ Pauline

Said and Done by John O’Callaghan

How often do you look back?

Really reflect on what you’ve done.

The insignificance of it all.

Pointless arguments, inside jokes, funny haircuts.

But do you ever wonder how you will be remembered?

Or if what you’ve done and what you’re doing means anything at all?

What will your songs sound like when you’re dead and gone?

Will tears fall when the last note is sung?

And how will your story be told?

And will your words leave a bitter taste in their mouths, or will they even remember you at all?


The concept is rather simple.

Most know what it means to be civil, but there truly is a fine line between sweet and sour.

Give too much of yourself away and you’ll be all used up, not enough and no one will be around to share this with.

So what is it that motivates us to be better, gentler, more refined?

I’d like to think it’s those close to us, close to the heart and soul.

Those who carried you to the car after you puked on their shoes.

Those who took the blame for breaking the window when it was you who cast the stone.

Those who will be by your side when reality knocks on your door, both good and bad.

But more importantly, those whose stories you will share with your kids, and grand-kids, and their kids, and their grand-kids, in hopes to somehow keep this all alive.

Chivalry, decency, kindness, compassion, desire, strength.

How will you be remembered?

Another poem by John O’Callaghan to get me through the night.


❤ Pauline

I Must Be Dreaming


I just saw The Maine play live for the second time in my life. The excited feeling and adrenaline is still pumping through me even if it was three days ago and I haven’t felt this alive in years. I’ve known this band for so long and seeing them live again with my friends and siblings was very special to me and the experience that came with it is one that I will never ever forget. It even happened on a weekend!

Six months ago, The Maine announced a solo show here in the Philippines and my Twitter feed kind of broke that day and I think that’s beautiful. I immediately felt the familiar feeling of being stuck waiting and anticipating for this one band from Phoenix that changed and saved my life a couple of times and then I started counting down the days with my friends.


Days went very fast and I just saw that it was the second week of June already and we haven’t got any tickets yet. My friends and I agreed to buy tickets together but it looked like none of us wanted to go first and initiate, until we agreed to meet at the venue, at the show day, with all of us not holding any tickets in our hands. The fun part of the whole waiting was we worked it all out. I’m not going into detail but the important part was that we enjoyed the show without us stressing and struggling. It’s like the tickets came to us in a moment of need and we just realized that now.


The entire set was awesome, sweaty and I did a lot of screaming and dancing and I didn’t care that my arms and legs hurt because of all the thrashing and jumping. The Maine never fails to amaze me. They even played songs from their old albums which I thought that some of the new fans haven’t heard of yet and I wish that they try because you can really see the growth of this band even just by listening. They played some new songs and everyone just lost it in the pit, it was wonderful to watch and be a part of it. They played some of my favorite songs like (Un)Lost, Like We Did, We All Roll Along, Raining in Paris and of course, Another Night on Mars. We were all chanting for them to play Saving Grace but even if John sang just the first line of the song, it just made my night, heck, it even made my year! They’re a band that not a lot of people know about, maybe people have listened to a song or two and that’s it. They’re so good playing live and they’re very humble people. I wish more people listened to them.

Emotions flooded through me right after Another Night on Mars because I never thought I’m ever gonna love a band as much as I love them. It’s true that I always feel like I belong and that I can be myself in every concert I went to but it’s different with them, it feels like home, always. My friends and I hugged each other during the Mars and I was getting emotional then, because in my mind, I’m never gonna have a moment like this ever again so I might as well hug them and kiss the people who make me feel less alien and silently thanking The Maine for bringing us together from the start. I didn’t ugly cry like the last time they went here, though. I just focused on singing my heart out with my left arm around my sister’s shoulder and my right hand waving up in the air, swinging and giving in to the bliss.


A day after the show, I wrote on my journal, and right after writing I realized that I spent a whole page and more paper on that day only. I’ve never spent a whole page in one day, even when I travel. That page became colorful and alive. It’s so unbelievable to think that a simple thing can add color someone’s life, someone like me who considered giving up on life and still has no idea what to do. When you look at it, it’s not much but for me who is not that artistic, I think I did a good job. I also wrote at the back of that flowery paper and attached it on the page and I filled it with colorful memories that I will remember for the rest of my life. 🙂

“It’s about a number you can’t explain but you don’t really have to because the people you love already feel it too.”

**Concert photos are from Philippine Concerts. My photos are way too blurry and shaky, and I don’t regret one bit. So yeah, I’m gonna go reminisce and cry now.

❤  Pauline