1 Year of Hardship
... So, a year already passed?
Wow, I don't even know how to feel about this... thing. Like, a year?! Are you telling me that the previous lazy bum who doesn't even want to exercise and was addicted to games, porn, anime, and pretty much a loser shut-in, has somehow become hardworking and have a ton of good habits?!
Wowzers, I do wonder how this loser shut-in became such a different human in only a year. Well, the answer is MEDITATION-
Okay, I am lying in a way, but meditation was one of the key factors of my change.
No, the thing that did start this change was actually...
Wait, did I start working out first or writing?
HOLY CRAP! I actually started working out consistently before I became an author.
Anyways, writing was still, in my opinion, the start of the new era in my life.
Even though it was subtle, I was lowkey depressed in the pandemic, so when I started writing, it was like a whole new world for me to explore. Then due to writing, I explored more forms of self-improvement, which eventually landed me on the path of meditation, to then reading.
So yeah, while working out did start before writing, writing was still pretty much solidified my pathway of growth. Imagine working out as the seed, and writing as the small plant that bloomed, and now I'm a young tree.
Anyways, your author is slowly growing taller, so all my current drip would eventually go to the shadow realm, so it's pretty fucking sadge not gonna lie.
I'm definitely gonna wear all my buttoned-up shirts a lot before I outgrow all those shit because I need to satisfy my formal attire need when it's still possible.
Still, this year was truly full of fucking hardship. There were many times where I truly thought it was the end of my writing career, hence all the "Farewell," chapters written, but somehow... we're here.
I am here. Savoring the delight of reaching an entire year without being forced to stop writing. And now... I only feel... empty.
I suffered a lot, like a whole fucking lot for this. I have to juggle all those series of changes in my life, from wacky schedules to school work, and all kinds of struggles, but I gritted my teeth and pulled through with determination to persevere for a little longer.
And now? A whole fucking year passed and now I just feel so indifferent. I thought it would be a special day, a special fucking date that would become famous in the annals of history or something similar, but then...
Tangina.
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
"D-Did I just see the legendary word passed down from countless generations?! The single word that defines my entire nationality?!"
Yes, my dear readers.
YOUR AUTHOR'S A FUCKING SWAGAPINO!
UOOOHHHHH! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT THIS MOTHERFUCKER RIGHT HERE IS PART OF THE LEGENDARY NATION OF PHILIPPINES!
FUCK YOU GUYS, I'M LITERALLY HELPING THE COUNTRY AT THIS POINT BECAUSE I'M NOW A SMALL FORM OF INFLUENCE FOR THIS SHITHOLE OF A COUNTRY. SO IF I DO SAY SAYONARA TO THIS COUNTRY AND MOVE TO ANOTHER ONE IN THE FUTURE, DON'T SAY THAT I DIDN'T HELP OUT.
Yeah, while I haven't explicitly revealed it, it's pretty easy to identify which nation I hailed from through all the small hints I scattered all throughout FBM (Rewrite).
Anyways, exclusive content for my filipino readers who can speak tagalog:
Wag niyo to sabihin sa mga english readers, pero mahal ko kayo lahat. Kahit man sinasabi ko na gago kayo, mahal ko pa rin kayo deep down. Pero hindi ako nagsusulat paro sayo, b-bobo! Hmph!
Grabe, ano iyan?! Tsundere in tagalog?! Wala na guys, ang author niyo cute parin kahit nagtatagalog. OwO, baka naman may filipino readers diyaan na nakatira malapit sa akin, gusto niyo magdate? Alam niyo naman na nasira ang aking puso sa babaeng minahal ko ng ilang years, kaya madali lang makuho ang sira kong puso.
Anyways, let me talk about something that I have been bottling up for months now.
FUCK YOU, COLONIZERS!
THE PHILLIPINES, THE ANCESTORS OF US SWAGAPINOS, WERE LITERALLY FEMBOYS! BOYWIVES WERE A THING BACK THEN, AND THE FUCKING SPANIARDS JUST HAD TO RUIN IT. FUCK! IMAGINE HOW THE WORLD WOULD BE SO FUCKING DIFFERENT RIGHT NOW IF THEY DIDN'T RUIN SUCH AN IMPORTANT PART OF OUR CULTURE.
Whew, I really had to get that out of the way because holy fuck am I a raging homosexual right now. Sigh, can't a bored god just make me the protagonist of a fantasy romance game so I can be both all-powerful and have no problems with love.
Anyways, let's get back on track.
Besides those stuff, I treat that the start of school was pretty much the true start of this entire year. While yes, I did do a lot of shit for myself as a shut-in, going to school is radically different from just staying at home.
So yeah, while things got a lot harder, I also got a lot better.
And on the topic of school, a lot of shit happened in the span of a few months.
Like, wow! I got fucking rejected by the girl I liked for years, so it was a pretty big turning point for me. Now, that one single rejection would probably be the nexus point in the NND History as the start of NND's rise in the realm of love and romance.
Sigh, I really want to experience a wacky high school romance. But anyways, romance has a lot of downsides, namely the person called Sword of Damocles.
Sigh, now whenever I see anyone wanting to follow me on twitter with any relation to K-Pop, I just imagine that they're someone I know because do my classmates like K-Pop by a lot. Sigh, I truly am becoming a paranoid motherfucker the more I get threatened by that stupid sword.
Anyways, this anniversary really wasn't that exciting as I thought it would be. But eh, I did act the same when I achieved preceding milestones before like reaching 4k collections, so I guess I really am quite the indifferent person when it comes to personal achievements.
Well, I do know what is missing from my anniversary. It is a thing called 5k collections.
You fucking cunts cockblocked me from reaching that goal, leaving me at 4.9k collections at the exact same day as my anniversary.
But eh, collections aren't that important to me anymore.
So with all of that out of the way, let's talk about my goals for this year:
Reach 10k collections on a single novel.
Finish Final Boss of the Multiverse (probably impossible because just Volume 8 alone would have more than a hundred chapters, not to mention Volume 9).
Train my social skills.
Read more books.
Perform academically well.
Probably get an editor/proofreader.
Aim to level up my writing skills.
Write more in tagalog.
Learn more skills (probably singing).
Maybe start a discord server.
Bla bla bla.
General yearly goals bullcrap insert here.
Anyways, this year was pretty fucking hard all things considered, but life would only get harder starting from here on. Like, do you even know how threatening Sword of Damocles is?! Sigh, I really need to deal with this paranoia problem of mine.
Other than that, I do aim to write either Traversing the Infinite Realities Rerwite or an original novel after finishing Final Boss of the Multiverse Rewrite, so it's pretty exciting.
Now that all of this is finished, goodbye you motherfuckers.
Mga gago, di man ako bigyan ng 5k collections sa anniversary ko. Maghintay lang kayo, pag tinatamad ako, gagamitin ko tong excuse na to para maghiatus ng isang week o isang month. Oo, kasalanan niyo ito, at wala akong pakeelam para sa feelings mo, b-bobo!
GOD, I REALLY WANT TO EXPERIENCE A WACKY ROMANTIC HIGH SCHOOL LIFE RIGHT NOW, WHY CAN'T A HIGHER BEING JUST MAKE ME REINCARNATE AS A ROMANCE GAME PROTAGONIST OR SOME SHIT!
WRRYYYYYYYYYYY!
(November 25, 2022 - 365th day of writing)
Update: Wow, I'm already on day 500 (April 9, 2023 ) and I'm still gay.
Anways, feeling quite strange to see all NND Wisdom and Diary just vanished into thin air? Yeah, over 60 chapters worth of my personal life just dissapeared and burned down like the Library of Alexandria! Now that's what I call "Diabolical!"
Yes, that's a reference to Author of Fate once we go multiversal and explore other realities so that Kao, my precious insane boy, can spread the glory of eldritch madness.