Shainne Hostalero

2017 gave me so much mixed emotions. No median just the extremes. I've lost some and gain some.  In March, I got engaged. Before the end of the month, I found out I was pregnant. It was a good start for 2017 and March was killing it. I cannot contain my happiness and everyone was just happy for me, for us. It was a blessing and I wouldn't want it any other way. In April, I celebrated my birthday. Passing on being an adult and waving to late 20s, it was simple and memorable not knowing that it was my last birthday with Kuya Denz - last cake from him, last greeting from him, and everything was just last. Nothing further, your honor. May was the saddest. Amidst all the safe pregnancy, it happened. We lost our dear Kuya Denz. It was heart-wrenching. It was unbelievable. Up until now, it was still a blank space. I couldn't imagine that I would be so sad to the point that anything else doesn't seem to matter anymore. I've been sad and spent fair percentage of my life in c

Do you remember? We were all bunch of college kids roaming around the campus trying to get ourselves together. Busy. Always rattling. Always crashing around - literally and figuratively. Condescending. Fake it 'til you make it. I was one of those busy students who has everything to do with literally anything. Paper works, rakets , org stuff, council whatever, etc. Name it. I was one of those running to make it to the next class at the same time having lunch. I've gotta squeeze my schedule and eat so I don't die. I was that kid. Now, I'm not a kid. In fact, I already have a child. I'm thinking, probably he'd be like me when he grows up. Isn't it amazing to think our lives can change in just 24 hours? Parang kailan lang tulog lang ako sa apartment ko. Mag-isa. Solo. Independent. Ngayon, wala na akong tulog. Hindi ako mag-isa. Hindi ako solo. What did I do with sleep for it to leave my entire life (for good)? I think, despite of everything that chan

In these challenging times, it is thrice as hard to find time to accept writing projects especially from new clients. Challenging as it may seem, I still find the time and I can still put my glorious multi-tasking talents to good use. (Taking care of a baby eats more than 70% of my time. 3 hours of sleep is considered a luxury. A 30-minute nap makes me feel my soul has been renewed for another lifetime). I'm thankful for clients, projects, and new opportunities. And it is always pleasant to read them thoroughly in my email. Nakakakilig. Ganern . But in the light of this undertaking are also projects needed to be turned down SPECIFICALLY the ones for school. THESIS as a perfect example. I'm a professional writer (apart from my marketing and communication career). As a professional, I sure know my ethics. In the angle, accepting commissioned THESIS is a BIG NO for me. I'm also a graduate student on top of everything I am right now and I also work on my term papers, re