Once or twice in your life, you will have a partner who’s a musician. I’m not saying it’s bound to happen, but it often does. I never understood the hype with that (I’m soooo hooked on guys who are musically inclined!!! Ughh!!! Swoon! Heart eyes!) until I got myself a boyfriend who is… you guessed it, a musician. All throughout their gigs, I never missed an event but one. I also attend their practices/jams sometimes. If you don’t know how it feels to be a musician’s partner, I’m here to spill the beans – good and bad.
Hello, I’m polishing this post as I sit on the couch of the café, hoping I would get a better feel of the place. It’s currently 1:27 pm I walked from our house, so it was insanely hot outside. I can say their AC unit is ??! Less than five minutes in and I can already feel my body cooling down.
Last week, I started feeling the itch to work in a coffee shop. The urge was so strong that I actually Googled a bunch of Zomato listicles online. I haven’t worked in a coffee shop in a while and kind of miss the feeling. I can’t exactly say I’m more productive when I work in a coffee shop (LOL), but I love that it takes me away from our house and I can actually work with others around me. There’s something inspiring about seeing other people hustle whether it be law students going through their readings or entrepreneurs meeting for potential business.
There’s this newly relocated Starbucks in Robinsons Magnolia, but I didn’t want to risk going there without them actually having wifi (and an available outlet). The CBTL branch is too dark and hot for me. I mean, it’s literally hot that I sweat there especially when it starts getting packed. I saw this cool “bike shop and café” in Mandaluyong, but it’s not commute-friendly. Long story short, I decided to go back to this restaurant/café I’ve been to twice. I’ve been there just to grab some drinks. I didn’t really mind the place before, so this time, I was ready to observe every nook and corner.
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I have this, shall I say, odd quirk of being extra kind when I’m pissed off. It’s like my way of unleashing my fury within and letting light shine instead of me being rotten in the darkness. I was pissed off in a hundred different ways earlier this evening – okay, maybe that’s a bit exacerbated but you know what I mean – and all I could think of were the cons of freelancing, so I decided to switch it around and blog about the pros of it instead.
I was reading an article earlier about being a freelance blogger and it had really helpful tips in it. But in my own words, I hereby enumerate the perks of being a freelancer.