I can still remember vividly the first time I signed up for Blogger — it was almost the summer of my sophomore year in high school and I was just plain bored, but I ended up not writing anything there at all. Then, sometime in 2009, I found out about Tumblr. Again, I signed up using eyesthatsparkle as my blog name (because When You Look Me In the Eyes by Jonas Brothers was still my favorite song at the time) but eventually changed it to dustypromises on the same year. Here’s a little secret: I always find it hard to think of a cool username for each of my accounts; so when I felt comfortable with dustypromises, I never changed my blog name ever.
It was also back in 2009 when I discovered bloggers like Kryz Uy, Tricia Gosingtian, and Laureen Uy who are now considered pioneers in the blogosphere — I’ve wanted to get my own domain ever since. So I continued blogging and I cannot count the number of times I researched on domains, where to get one, how much would it cost, should I opt for hosting, etc. Maybe hundreds of times or so, but who am I kidding? I was still a student, even saving up for birthday presents for family and friends were a struggle at the time.
But today is a game-changer — to celebrate my 10 years in the blogosphere, I am excited (and very happy) to announce that Dustypromises is now a dot-com! After literally a decade of dreaming of a domain, I finally purchased one for my blog!
P.S. I would like to thank and send virtual hugs and kisses to my ever supportive boyfriend for helping me make this decade-long dream come true — from transferring all my content from Tumblr to WordPress to choosing and customizing my theme to finally getting my very own domain. Thank you and I love you!
P.P.S. I am still working on my logo. So I apologize for my photo being constantly displayed whenever I share my blog posts on Twitter, Facebook, etc.
I’ve always wanted to inspire the world that when someone asks me what my #1 dream is, I answer with the same line I came up with years ago, “I dream of inspiring the world with my thoughts one day.”
It has been my #1 goal and it still is, but recently, I realized that I don’t really have to inspire the world to prove that I’ve reached my dreams. Sometimes, touching a single person is enough because every human being has a world inside of them.
One day, I woke up with the sudden realization that I have to work on my dream of becoming a writer. I’ve already wasted a year of not doing anything about it that it started to haunt me everywhere.
I’ve always said that I really wanted to take up Journalism because writing has always been something I am fond of doing but my parents didn’t want me to. So instead, I took up a course that I didn’t really like. I survived school, I graduated on time, I can also say that I made my parents proud but I didn’t make myself proud. I went and marched on that stage a year ago with a smile on my face that everyone thought was so genuine but it wasn’t. That night, when I got home, I stayed awake until dawn… It hurt, it hurt so much that I felt it in my bones.
The next day, I woke up and promised myself to practice and never stop writing no matter what. I did. I wrote book reviews, I wrote about sports, I wrote personal experiences, I wrote about everything I could write about.
Yesterday, a friend asked me what course I took up in college and the conversation went on and on until I opened up about always wanting to take up Journalism. He told me that he would try to refer me to a friend of his who works in a known newspaper company and my eyes automatically lit up. I considered that conversation a sign that I should do something about this dream of mine sooner or later. I don’t want to regret not being able to pursue it when I grow old.
Beautifully written articles are my inspiration to chase after my dream of inspiring the world with my thoughts. I just love stumbling over a blog with great content, and having to read how they started always gives me hope that one day my dream will come true.
I may not have taken up journalism, nor will I be one of the greatest journalist and/or writer, but having to inspire people with this blog will always be enough for me.
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a doctor or a lawyer someday. But everything changed when I entered high school, I still remember how our English teacher required each of us to have and write on a diary daily for the whole year. And without it, our clearance wouldn’t be signed at the end of the academic year. I remember how I complained on why we need to do such. But after writing for days, I’ve learned to love what I was doing and I realized that I wanted to write. My opinions, feelings and thoughts about a certain topic. But most of all, I wanted to write for other people, I wanted to make a difference, to inspire the whole world. And from then on, I knew I wanted to be a Journalist.
Only, my parents didn’t have the same mind set as I have about this, they have always been concerned about my future job and the money I could have earned if I took up a much better course. And since I don’t have much of a choice, because it’s their money that I’ll be using for college, I am now an Information Technology student and it gets harder everyday, I’ve been forcing this course to like me and I’ve also been forcing myself to like it for three years now. It has always been hard for me to put my heart in this course when I should be out there, writing.