Saturday, January 12, 2013

I got a Journal

If there's one thing I'm sure of is that I don't really keep journals. I'm not the diary-journal-type of girl. I've tried it, believe me, but I can't seem to finish or maximize it. I had not made into something productive. Either my past journals ended up missing or recycled to be used by someone else. Though I love to write, it's been a dream to at least write something meaningful (to me), I can't seem to follow through. I start with so many ideas every single day, but I can't seem to fill a page. I get discouraged, distracted and wasted. Some days I find the urge, sometimes I find the effort senseless. I love to write, but I'm not sure about journals. Ironic.

But today, I find myself getting one.

After getting my nails done, I was walking while holding a 200 peso bill intended for an Auntie Anne's pretzel combo. National Bookstore was beside Auntie Anne's, naturally I went inside the bookstore first only to find out Mitch was also there. Well well well...Surprise #1. Mitch never goes to a bookstore unless I ask him to or if he's looking for me. Whenever he's there, he won't paint a happy face. But I saw him clutching something looking excited like a child. Sadly it wasn't a book. Surprise #2. Mitch was clutching something looking like a small Moleskine journal, a known trendy and very expensive journal, so much expensive that Mitch being a very practical dude won't choose to go near it. But he was..take note...clutching it...and also take note....happily.

Me: What are you doing here? Is that a journal? You know that's expensive? Thats a Moleskine right?
Mitch: No. It's Venzi! (Super proud). It's cheap. Looks like Moleskine but it's only 99 pesos! (Venzi is a product by National Bookstore. Nice)
Me: (Baffled) Really? I want one, a bigger one. 
Mitch: Here! Get one! Black really looks nice. Get one.



I was frozen while trying to decide. I like the notebook and especially the price cause you'll never see me buying a specialized notebook costing 500 pesos no matter how nice the paper is. But I'm not sure if I really should get it even if it's cheap knowing my past relationship with journals. But before I could agree or disagree, Mitch already latched the 200 pesos from my hand and went to the counter.

By far this is one of the most abrupt and spontaneous purchases ever. I ended up having a very classy-Moleskine-look-a-like journal for 180 pesos with no Auntie Anne's pretzel combo. I like the journal and the price, the thing is, I don't know what I'm going to use it for. Mitch will his for work while I still have to figure something out. I don't even know if I have a courage to write. I might make erasures and I hate looking at erasures. And what if I start something and not follow through? I'm looking at the journal and this has got to be either the most brilliant spontaneous purchase or a stupid and impulsive expense ever. I do have good hopes.

After the surreal National Bookstore moment, I watched The Life of Pi. I enjoyed it immensely and in a way I got inspired to write. Looking at my journal I'm praying this has a purpose. I would hate to see it waste away.






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