bethgstories

This blog has been a place of neglect for weeks and I am sorry. It feels like I was just writing my election woes a few days ago and here I am realizing it's been almost a month. Ahh, time really flies by when you're having fun! The truth is, I am extremely busy. The second quarter of the year meant I need to check if there was something good that was going on with my life and if the plot of my story is getting exciting or is it starting to get dragging.  Yes, I am busy. At the beginning of this year, I said I was tired of being tired and it was time to change that. And I did. But my glow-up project didn't go as planned (more of this later), but that doesn't mean we abandon the mission. Always think about the other 25 letters of the alphabet whenever Plan A fails. You see, spending the weekend lying in bed and scrolling aimlessly through social media doesn't sound so fun (or is it?). My back aches and my head hurts and by the time the rest days end I feel more str...

Do you remember your first year in high school? You were so excited to meet new people and looked forward to every adventure that might come your way. People always say “high school life” is the most exciting part of being a student. It’s where you get to experience all of your firsts. Since I am a romance author, let’s talk about [probably] everyone’s favorite first—first crush. Oh yes, there’s this cute boy in your class that puberty seemed to have forgotten about. His sleek jet-black hair parted down the middle made him look hotter when he brushed it up with his fingers. His skin was smooth without a trace of pimple and he both looked and smelled like he just finished getting ready for school, (shower and all), even though it was already 3 p.m. and classes were about to be dismissed. He was the quickest to raise his hand whenever the math teacher asks someone to solve something on the board, and his answers were always right. He was nice to everyone and especially to you because he ...

It’s a glorious time to be alive. Enjoy every second of it. I know you are worried – you were just diagnosed with a neurological condition last year. You are thinking about how you are supposed to live a life of restrictions when you badly want to meet the world. Let me tell you that everything is okay right here, several years into the future. We survived two neurological ordeals and you could say that we are a miracle. Sounds cool, right? Actually, I just realized that we’re cooler than we always let on, while I am writing this. Do not worry too much over there because you are doing just fine. Just please stop whining and sulking about not being able to take the UPCAT because years later, it will be irrelevant to the path we are going to take. UP will always be the dream that we woke up from, and you can count me on this. Here in the future, we always get good-paying jobs because we know our worth, and we know what we can do. Although, I’d ask you to fall in love with knowledge, and ...

I wanted to ditch this blog.  I haven't been myself lately, especially in this space, and hate this feeling. I've been overthinking what to write and what to share when I told myself over and over that this space is my breather where I am allowed to talk about the fun stuff, the good stuff, and more bad stuff. Damn, I terribly miss the days when all I cared about was my scheduled MG clinic visits to pick up my prescription and meet with my MG friends and we'll talk about all kinds of stuff over cups of McDonald's coffee until dusk, and Ate Dee would remember that she's from Cavite and it's time to say goodbye and call it a day. Those days were gold. I was glowing and life was more simple. Productive. Happier. It's not that I am not happy these days. But then, not everyday I am happy and motivated. There are days when all I want to do is lie in bed, stare at the ceiling for hours and wonder if I am really where I am supposed to be doing what I am supposed to ...

It's the Blue Magic season (if we're still in the 90s)! Piles of chocolates are arranged neatly by the entrance of the supermarkets and flowers and heart-shaped red candies in sticks are in every corner. Memes are trending about how couples would probably do Netflix and chill on Valentine's Day while single people would do just Netflix, and maybe some bottles of wine and self-bought chocolates.  Which is totally fine, I mean for the singletons. It's the day to celebrate love - and because love comes in different shapes and sizes, celebrating self-love totally counts!  Valentine's Day has always been special to me though I haven't been in a relationship for as long as I can remember. And being alone and spending more time with myself made me realize that it's way more fun to buy myself books and read them in a coffee shop rather than carry a Blue Magic paperbag that was given to me half-heartedly. It's a lot cooler to buy myself varieties of dark chocolat...