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Why I Haven’t Been Updating Here


Monday, 07.21.2014

I’m back!

Well, not really…

Well, maybe…

I don’t know.

The past few years, my presence on The Media Maid has been dwindling. As more and more bloggers sprout up over the internet, more and more “look at me” social media mongers clammered for likes and comments, I’ve all but pretty much disappeared here on my beloved blog. Sure, every once in awhile, you’ll be treated to an emo heartbreak post or a random pop culture piece but most generally, I cannot say I’ve been the most active of bloggers.

Not because I haven’t been writing, you see. I had a stint for awhile at a magazine, I still contribute and help out with some other sites and I still put pen to paper the old fashioned way all the time in my journal but in a weird way, the more I had to write professionally, the less I wanted to write blogically.

Why?

Well, here are just a few of the reasons:

Being a professional writer sapped my creativity

I know this sounds a little bit idiosyncratic. After all, shouldn’t getting paid to write be the dream of any writer? Shouldn’t the accessibility to a computer and blank Word document throughout most of the day as well as being in an environment with like-minded individuals actually help boost my writing prowess?

Well, it did back when I was writing part-time. Because the other parts of my days, I was able to spend it daydreaming and conjuring up weird content to put on my own blog – stuff like being afraid of trees and hate mails to mosquitos. When I started writing full time – 10am-7pm 5 times a week (but usually much longer than that), the last thing I wanted to go home and face was my computer screen. Again.

I faced a lot of big, scary critics.

Granted, most of them were in my head. I had gotten to a point where I kept listening to everyone else about what I should do with my blog. Ebert over there is muttering about how I need to quit sharing all the goofs and mishaps I get myself into while Roeper all the way down there is yammering about how they wished I would be less wordy. It started creating a major writer’s block in me because I just didn’t know what to write about that could please everyone who read this thing. I stopped listening to that voice inside my own head, that gut instinct that told me what was cool and what was not, what was worthy to write about and how to write about it.

I was trying to kick my bad habit.

I’m a really bad big mouth. This bad habit could be as harmless as sometimes I just don’t think certain pieces of information are that big of a deal to share with other people but I didn’t really consider other people’s feelings and sensitivities. This bad habit could also be as grave as I grew up having a serious void in my heart and a need for attention and my way to get that attention and fulfill that void was to share gossip. These past few years have been a gradual but intentional purging of my big-mouthedness. Not blogging regularly on my personal blog about the comings and goings of my life has definitely helped with that process so yes! Some rainbow finally popped out of that dreary old thunderstorm!

Instagram.

As my Instagramming habit increased, it just became easier to take one or two pictures that stuck out to me during the Ambien Online day and share a little bit about my musings on it rather than plot out a whole entry that has a succinct beginning, middle and end. I succumbed to my generation’s need to share everything right now, right away and became too lazy to work my brain muscles out with the sometimes painful process of brainstorming and marinating on a good, long, in-depth topic or theme and then actually typing that out.

Identity Issues.

A lot of the past two years has been devoted to some serious soul searching. Drawing out where my identity lies and how it defined my actions and behaviors in positive or negative ways. So much of my life has been about doing something to carve out that identity. I’d somehow believed deep down inside that if I portrayed a life that looked pretty and sparkly and just charmingly slightly disarrayed, then that was who I was inside. Or also that my identity was based on how well-received my blog was or how many people would email or comment or like each blog entry. I didn’t really want to be beholden to that anymore. Even if I don’t write regularly, I’m still Janice… beloved by my Creator and made for greatness and freedom in ways I can’t even fathom (also created for a bit of big-headedness, huh?). No funny entry, witty anecdote or eye-catching photo can ever make up for that.

So yea… in a nutshell, I guess those are most of the reasons for the lack of life found on The Media Maid. I think most likely, I just kind of got annoyed by myself and my excessive sharing. Funny enough, to the right of my blog’s homepage, this is my writer’s profile, right underneath a eager beaver smiley photo of me in a bubblegum pink t-shirt:

I have this problem. I have a need to share with the world my passions and interests and hope that they will also enjoy it. Hence, this blog is born- to showcase some of the things I’m most fascinated with. Most of the posts relate to the media as it relates to me. (Blame the early twenties neurosis of thinking the world revolves around you)

The late-twenties Janice reads those sentences and think, “Oh god, how utterly annoying, naive and young this chick is. (Cute smile though)”

So after aaaaaall the reasons why I didn’t want to blog on The Media Maid anymore, why this post?

Well, I kind of missed this old friend. I was looking through old photos the other day and I thought, “Wow. I’ve made some incredible memories over the past few years. I’ve had some great people in my life and some grand adventures.” But because I hadn’t been blogging that much these past few years, I’ve sadly almost forgotten about these good times (and some bad times).

Keeping my memories afloat on The Media Maid has given me a most valuable gift – treasure troves of stories and incidentals and thoughts and musings that can help me reflect on my past, present and even what I presumed my future would be. And now that my knowledge of my true identity is more firm and in place than ever before, I feel I can write and share from a place that’s less beholden to my critics and bad habits and fears.

So who knows? Perhaps I’ll be updating more frequently from now on? Perhaps I’ll be shifting how I write and what I write about? Not sure what the future will hold but for here, for now, here is a post.

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posted by Janice | Comments: 3 | Category Blog, Inspirations, Writing

Another year, another birthday


Sunday, 02.3.2013

Another year, another birthday.

I’ve never been one to be super big on my birthdays but have been super blessed by family and friends who celebrated with me with fine company, cake, balloons, birthday blessings and lots and lots of love.

This year was no exception. I got to get all warm and fuzzy with my family over a hot pot meal, thanks to my mom and dad. My sis orchestrated an amazing day of bowling, beers, best cupcakes and belly laughs. My amazing family (aunt, uncle, cousins Cissy, Donnie, Irene, Chris) blessed me with beautiful wishes and very generous and *ahem practical gifts. My friends lent their hands with helping out, getting me awesome balloons, writing heartwarming cards and just blessing blessing blessing me with their presence and smiles (and drinks). I feel so loved especially because I’ve been here in Hong Kong for a little less than a year, away from the only home I’ve ever known and yet, people are making me feel so welcome.

When people talk about birthdays, it’s usually associated with dread over turning another year older. I’d have to disagree. Save for the one year when I turned 21 and had a mini-panic attack, I’ve always been okay about turning another year older. Even looked forward to it sometimes. The way I see it:

I’m not turning no fax no direct deposit payday loans another year older, I’m turning another year wiser.

I’m not heading towards death, I’m heading closer to eternal life.

I’m not decaying, I’m just learning to treasure my body more.

I’m not getting more boring, I’ve become more certain of who I am and what I want out of life.

I’m not becoming more jaded, I’m becoming more appreciative of all the good things in this world.

I’m not becoming less popular, I’m becoming more selective over who I value enough to spend my time with.

I’m not regretful I’m still stuck making the same mistakes sometimes, I’m grateful I’m picking up the pieces faster after I’ve made the mistakes and lessening the frequency in making them.

I’m not leaving the good ol’ days behind, I’m getting closer and closer to the best days of our lives.

Not only am I 26 years old, I’m 56 years wise, 16 years strong, 6 years innocent, 16 years adventurous, eternally joyful.

I would never want to be the person I was 1, 2, 3 years ago. That Janice was naive, selfish, quick-tempered, on shaky grounds, cared so much more about the little things that won’t last, cared so much more about what other people thought. This Janice… because of Him… so much better :)

Thanks to everyone who’s wished me a happy birthday and helped me celebrate!

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 4 | Category Friendlies, God, Inspirations, Love, Personal

Dreamer


Sunday, 10.7.2012


{Image via Pinterest}

Now that I have been in Hong Kong for a little over half a year, I’m finally experiencing that dose of what they call homesickness. The LA sunshine. The chill, laid-back people who are all, like, ‘whatever’, and, ‘just chill’, and, ‘dude’, and stuff. The burritos and quesadillas and KBBQ and pho.

But I think what I miss most about LA is the dreamers.

LA is a land of dreamers.

It’s a place where stories are longing to jump from the brain onto a paper (or Word Document) and onto the big screen or small screen or stage. It’s a place where an actor has fallen in love with creating characters and is willing to wait on tables for years in order to make that dream a reality. It’s a place where (wannabe) producers, writers, talents, directors, costume designers do what they do in order to make the impossible a possibility. It’s a place where people are okay with money not being the means to Viagra Online everything so long as their souls can create, produce, emote.

Hong Kong’s a more practical city. It likes to look at the odds, the chances, the likelihood, the possibilities, the numbers a bit more. Oh yes, the numbers. It definitely likes to look at the numbers.

I’ve never been a numbers person so the odds (hah!) doesn’t bode well for me in a city like Hong Kong. Yet, I’m a doggedly persistent dreamer and my optimism and faith is at a staggeringly high percentage (well, what do you know, I just may be a numbers person after all!) so I think this–combined with the acceptance of the personality of the city I live in– will help my chances at thriving here. Plus, it’s good to have Hong Kong’s go-getter attitude rub off on me a bit. I need that to make things happen, right?

This was just a small shout-out to all my dreamers out there. You’re not alone. And your dreams are going to become awesome realities!

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 2 | Category Inspirations, Los Angeles, Love

Life is Funny…


Wednesday, 09.12.2012

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posted by Janice | Comments: 1 | Category God, Inspirations

Oh death! Where is your sting?


Saturday, 07.21.2012

This morning, as I read the names of the 12 victims of the Aurora movie theater shooting, I wept.

I cried for the victims’ families. I cried for the tragedy of a life cut short. I cried for the sobering fact that this could happen to anyone, anywhere and that in life, there is no Batman who can save Gotham city from peril.

Oh, but there is.

Oh death! Where is your sting?
Oh hell! Where is your victory?
Oh Church! Come stand in the light!
Our God is not dead. He’s alive! He’s alive!

The unnaturalness of human beings and our aversion to death leads me to strongly believe that maybe it isn’t supposed to be this way. Why do we fear death so? Why do we want to live forever? (Provided that our loved ones also live forever with us.) Perhaps it is because there is indeed something that comes after death.

Through my walk with God, I feel this is true more and more. And because it is true, all the more am I called to live a purpose-driven life — not wasting it away on shallow, surface-grazing relationships that will only fulfill fleshly prideful needs nor staying tucked in comfort and familiarity. No, it’s living a life with meaningful relationships, demonstrating that the power of Christ and His love can defy all previous notions of life, love, and death.

Christ is risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake!
Come and rise up from the grave.

Once your world view shifts to a reassurance and peace that you will have an eternity to be spent living with, glorifying and loving your God, it should wake you up profollica scam to start life NOW. To tell everyone you know about the amazingness of this fact, to save souls. Do you ever notice how in scary movies, when the killer/monster is going after the victim, when the victim is scared, we are scared. However, when they are not scared to die, we as movie viewers also lose that fear even though the killer/monster may still be just as menacing. That loss of fear emboldens us, gives us courage.

I used to be afraid of writing “crazy” blog posts like this. Afraid that people will think of me as a “crazy Christian.” But in the three years since I’ve made the decision to pursue a relationship with God and walk this life as a Christian, God has only pulled me closer and closer to Him. He’s only made me realize how a relationship with Him is the ultimate one worth pursuing. He’s made things happen in my life that I can confidently say would never have happened otherwise. And he’s filled my heart with this infinite well of joy and peace that I know I would have never found anywhere else.

I want you to have that same kind of peace, joy, love floating around in your life. That is why I am writing this in the hopes that you will read it. If you toss me off as a “crazy Christian,” that’s fine with me. It’s true, I am crazy. Crazy about this life. Crazy about how though life can be heartbreaking, tragic, and traumatic but also amazing, hopeful, and filled with grace. Crazy about how much God loves us. I could stay “normal” but seriously, life –this life at least– is too short for that.

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 7 | Category God, Inspirations, Music

Motivational Monday | Make Good Art


Monday, 06.25.2012

I think this is pretty self-explanatory…

Mr. Gaiman’s commencement speech for University of the clearpores vs Arts c/o 2012 is even more inspirational.


{ Source thanks to Melly }

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 4 | Category Books, Films, Inspirations, Love, Movies, Writing

Answered Prayers


Thursday, 06.7.2012

Whoa.

They weren’t kidding when they said Hong Kong moves fast. The pace, the speech, the happenings.

It’s been a little less than three months since I’ve been here in Hong Kong and already, I feel like I’ve done more than a year in LA. I’m like the Tasmania devil swirling around, hardly stopping to catch a breath.

But then again, why would I want to? What would be the fun in that?

The only thing that was slow throughout these past 80 days have been my job hunt. There would be leads and then it would stop. There would be talks and then it would halt. There would be help and then it would cede. I didn’t know what else I could do but pray. (Pray and go hiking! Hoo hah!) It was weird though, despite various people worrying for me, thinking things would be hopeless, I was completely at peace throughout the entire process. Sure, I broke down a couple of times but overall, I knew God would provide. I just knew.

And oh boy, did he ever!

Through His impeccable timing, and making the puzzles just all fit, I somehow defeated the odds and ended up exactly where I’m supposed to be for right now Intivar.

I get to stay in Hong Kong, I get to grow and love with my sister and cousins and auntie and uncle, I get to grow and love with my church, with my new friends, I get to be at a central point of Asia at a most thrilling time. He made it happen.

For those of you not familiar with Time Out HK, the bi-weekly mag (or fortnightly as we call it) is pretty much one of those publications that has its pulse on the city of HK and the content of the mag ranges from serious opinion pieces on politics to investigating the effects of the minimum wage law to the coolest places to shop and dine. So it’s pretty much ME :)

I’m really overfilled with joy because I really knew this entire experience was just a test of my faith. How long would I hang on? How long would I stay faithful and fruitful despite not fitting society’s norm of “successful” or “doing well?”

The job has just begun and like all jobs, it will have its ups and downs but for now, I am so UP I might as well enjoy the view while it lasts.

Praise God for He is good!

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 7 | Category God, Inspirations, Interviews, Job, Love, Travel, Writing

Motivational Monday | You Hate Your Life…


Monday, 06.4.2012

…while some people dream of having your life.

{ Image via Jeremy Lin’s Facebook }

Not going to lie, life is pretty good right now.

Life was good even after extenze when it wasn’t. Life was good even when it was hard. Life was good even when it was (self-declared) unfair.

Good to always have some perspectives on things.

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 4 | Category Inspirations

Motivational Monday | Be Somebody


Monday, 05.21.2012

{ Pic found on George Takei‘s Facebook page [if I had FB, I would link but I'm on a fast right now] }

I was born with a sincere lack of apathy.

It’s hard not to get me to not care about much in life. In fact, when I took the Meyers Briggs test, my results showed that I was an Idealist Champion. The following description is given for Idealist Champions like myself:

“Champions often speak (or write) in the hope of revealing some truth about human experience, or of motivating others with their powerful convictions. Their strong drive to speak out on issues and events, along with their boundless enthusiasm and natural talent with language, makes them the most vivacious and inspiring of maleedge all the types.” (Hey, their words, not mine..I’m vivacious and inspiring ;) )

So yes, if you do hear me going off on a rant about this or that every now and then, please excuse me, it’s my Meyers Briggs personality coming out.

But in all honesty, I’m glad I “care too much” rather than not much at all. We live in a world where we’re starting to rely on other people to make the changes, make the differences that we forget we have the capacity to do that as well.

Cheers to all you dreamers, all you do-ers, all you cheerleaders, all you servers, and all you helpers. Thanks for being that somebody. (I’m pretty sure I stole that from Shel Silverstein or something.)

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 1 | Category Inspirations

Motivational Monday | A Ship in the Harbor is Safe…


Monday, 05.14.2012

…but that’s not why ships are built.

 { Framed portrait from Emily‘s home, pic snapped by Sam }

I love this quote.

I love everything it’s saying about everything and everyone everywhere in life.

I’ve always had somewhat of this feeling that in life, when it comes to true freedom and happiness, it’s when you are fulfilling and doing what you were designed or made to do.

Though I never knew how to phrase it so eloquently, it came through in the way I lived my life.

For instance, I always hate not using up everything to its fullest potential. Every single last drop of toothpaste must be squeezed out of the tube before getting tossed. I will wear Electronic Cigarette my jeans until they rip at the butt seams — even if that rip takes place in the middle of a hip hop dance class (true story). I used to practice my handwriting with both hands because I felt bad that my left hand wasn’t getting any action.

I feel this way about people as well. Too many settle for what’s right in front of them, preferring the safety of boundaries and known means. You can do that but you will never feel the full adrenaline rush of pushing yourself to the limit and seeing what the sky can drop on your lap when you are open to receiving it.

Just try to sail a little. See how you like it.

 
posted by Janice | Comments: 2 | Category Inspirations

I have this problem. I have a need to share with the world my passions and interests and hope that they will also enjoy it. Hence, this blog is born- to showcase some of the things I'm most fascinated with. Most of the posts relate to the media as it relates to me. (Blame the early twenties neurosis of thinking the world revolves around you). (More..)

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