#hugot post

[unspoiledthoughts]

Everything went from sweet berries to sour grapes.

[istariray23hugotlines]

[hugotnitala]

huwag kang manatili dahil lang sa ayaw mo akong makitang nasasaktan,

kung hindi na ako...

malaya kang magpaalam at lumisan.

dahil hindi mo naman ako kailangang kaawaan,

mas karapat-dapat akong mahalin at alagaan.

[wmab]

Saan ako huhugot sa'yo ng tula? Wala naman tayong ginawa kundi maglaro ng taguan, hanapan, at kung sino ang taya. Ilang beses ko nang inisip kung ilang beses ka na ring nadulas. Malay ko ba kung totoo ang mga laro ng dila mong di malaman kung sadya ba o sumabog na lang at naging pahimakas. Sa'n mo ko pupulutin kung palaging nakabitin ako sa kawalan? Anong aasahan mo sa aking tula? Saan ako kukupit ng mga bagay na salita para sa atin? Inaakala mo bang maglulumuhod ako sa'yo para umamin? Hindi. Sabay tayong manigas hanggang dulo, nang malaman natin kung sino ba talaga sa ating dalawa ang mas pakipot at s'yang dapat na sisihin.

.

.

.

.

–WMAB

[cinnaminsvga]

Kilig Preview | Taehyung

kilig (n.): the butterflies you get that are caused by an exciting or romantic experience

→ summary:

Enter Kim Taehyung: Campus heart-throb slash theatre prodigy, always dressed immaculately in his cute little beret. Looking for a script that will “challenge” his abilities.

Enter you: Fumbling (and starving) writer with a romcom manuscript begging to be written, except she’s never had experience with dating. Looking for a (fake) boyfriend to help her get inspired.

{or alternatively: “Hey, are you looking for me? Because I’ve certainly been looking for you.”}

→ genre: theatre club!au, fake dating, fluff, humor, slight angst → warnings: everyone is a little overdramatic (the woes of being a fine arts major i suppose), namjoon and his situationship are mentioned (rip my guy), taehyung can be your angle or yuor devil, oc is a late bloomer when it comes to relationships but dear lord she's TRYING, handholding as a form of CBT, this isn't quite a slow burn but maybe a hasty simmer → words: anticipated 10-15K → a/n: HAPPY BANGTAN REUNION DAY!! so this wip is old as hell (as in bangtan hadn't even started their military service type old) but i got a sudden surge of writing juice because umm MY BABIES ARE BACK TOGETHER!! a momentous occasion must be paired with another equally momentous occasion (i.e., me gaining the energy to write.) the full thing will be posted soon... i hope... BYE!!

part of the “heart full of hugot” series

A week passes by, and you almost forget about your pathetic cry for help. You had tried to continue writing your “romance” story for your creative writing project, but you are halfway through giving up on the genre and reverting to your tried and true method of writing angsty fictional prose instead. That is, until Namjoon frantically runs up to your home in a hurry, banging on your door like that one time when he desperately needed to use your toilet.

You crack your door open to peer up at him suspiciously, his bright and eager smile doing nothing to quell the sudden urge to run and hide under your bed. A smiling and quiet Namjoon is never a good Namjoon; an omen, if anything.

“What do you want?” You growl, eyes narrowed when he ungracefully wedges himself past you and into your cramped dormitory. After you lock your door behind him, you turn to see him standing in the middle of your room with his hand outstretched towards you, offering his phone to you wordlessly.

“You’re weirding me out,” you breathed tiredly, taking his phone and squinting at the screen. It has a blurry picture of the campus board near the mess hall, littered with announcements for university events, tutoring services, and dubious Halloween parties. At the center of the photo is a specific advertisement that looks out of place, but whoever had taken the photo (i.e., Namjoon) clearly didn’t care about photography quality, as the words are hardly decipherable.

“Dude, I can’t read this. It’s an open call for… a script?” You guess, only able to make out the heading of the advertisement. You chuck the phone back at Namjoon, who unsurprisingly isn’t agile enough to catch it.

“Yeah! My boyfriend—” Namjoon stops suddenly, clearing his throat. “Erm, I mean… My friend told me about it. He said he knows a guy who knows a girl who knows a professor who knows a dog—”

“Get on with it already!” You snap, already losing your non-existent patience.

“—well, okay, I was getting there,” Namjoon huffs, squatting down to pick up his fallen phone. He shows you the photo again, as if the worthless smudge of color on his screen would do anything to answer your questions. “My point is that an anonymous theater student just put out an open call for manuscript submissions for any film, TV pilot, or play. Apparently, they want something challenging to help them practice or something.”

“And how does this have something to do with me…?” You scowl, rubbing your temples in annoyance. Namjoon knows you’re already swamped with enough writing projects as it is, so why on earth would you randomly donate one of your drafts to some weirdo theater student?

“Well, you asked to get set up with someone, remember? This is literally the perfect opportunity!” Namjoon claps his hands, his grin oozing with misplaced self-satisfaction. 

…

What the fuck?

When you remain quietly dumbfounded for what feels like ten entire minutes, Namjoon clears his throat to explain. “Oh, c’mon! They asked for some challenging acting practice. Nothing is more mind-numbingly difficult than being your significant other, for sure!”

You feel a blood vessel pop; you hope it’s a vital one. “Once again, I have to ask… How lowly do you think of me?” You growl, your cheeks growing hot from anger, frustration, and murderous intent. 

“Oh, don’t be like that,” Namjoon soothes, patting your head condescendingly before he flops down on your unmade bed. He even has the audacity to start picking at your half-eaten bag of chips, contaminating your sheets with his stray crumbs and the germs from his outside clothes. “Just think about it. It’s a win-win situation, don’t you think? He gets an acting practice partner, and you get a dating practice partner. How can this ever go wrong?”

He says it so matter-of-factly that it almost convinces you to turn off your brain and go along with the idea. If you’re being honest, your desperation for human connection is almost concerning, so you have no idea why you’re acting so opposed to the idea. Maybe you do have some shred of dignity, after all.

“I dunno, Namjoon… Isn’t this kind of incel behavior?” You sigh, dropping your face into your hands in defeat.

Namjoon munches on your chips thoughtfully for a moment. “I mean, yeah, a little bit,” he starts, but he scrambles to clarify his words when your face immediately turns deathly pale. “But! Hey, this anonymous drama kid is probably even worse than you. They’re probably some awkward nerd who plays D&D and MTG on the weekends.”

“Namjoon, we’re both nerds who play D&D and MTG on the weekends,” you mumble, but your rebuttal is ignored in favor of another large mouthful of chips. 

“I’m just saying… It’s worth a shot. At least consider submitting your suggestion? You never know what could happen,” he shrugs. He then crumples the finished bag of junk food into a tight ball, shooting it into your trash can. It misses.

He stands up from your bed in all his lanky glory, dusting off his crumbs onto your carpet before shooting you a lopsided, dimpled grin. “Well, I better be going. I’ll text you the email address for the acting suggestion submission thing. My job here is done.”

You glare at him as he salutes you mockingly, as if he’d just bestowed you with God’s greatest gift (his mind). “What the fuck? Why are you acting as though I’m going to agree to do this?” You call out after him, but your query goes unanswered as he turns to leave and abruptly slams your door in your face. 

As you stew in defiant rage in your crumb-infested dorm room, you swear to delete his text message with the contact details of the anonymous theater kid at your earliest convenience. No way in hell would you give Namjoon the satisfaction of knowing he had “helped” you. You can remain single for the rest of your life, fake boyfriend or not. You would not stoop.

[onewordenglish]

Lately napapadalas yung pagbabasa ko dito sa blog ko, love your own diba. Char! Ewan ko kung paano ko nagagawa yung napakadaming post everyday dati. Ang hahaba pa. Ang sipag ko magkwento parang halos lahat ng nangyayari sa buhay ko dati naichika ko dito. Buti nalang din at nagawa ko yun kasi pag nagbackread ako, naaalala kong may nangyari palang ganon.

Hindi ko din alam saan ko nakuha yung mga hugot ko na para bang palagi akong broken tapos narealize ko na kaya pala ganon kasi sa tuwing broken ako saka lang ako active dito. Hahaha nakakatawa yon? Hindi.

[nijisanji-brain-rot-fics]

rating the fanbases in nijisanji en that im in 🤠🤘

also im not hating on yall im just talking about…… some colorful things about the fan communities im in

aight for one, kyomies. = FUCKING -18/10

im scared of like some of yall. like ongod 😭 either chill or so fucking down bad WW like oh god i watched the confessions stream YOU GUYS. ARE SCARY. PLEASE. I CANT TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES MY JAW DROPPED WATCHING THAT STREAM. also we needa stop bullying kyo for being the shortest male in nijisanji en lmao hes coping already 💀AHEM… TO ANY OF YALL WHO GENUINELY LIKE ASTERS FEET CAM STREAM… DNI (jkjk but like keep a respectable distance from me pls 🧍✋ yall scare me enough)

kindreds!! = 5/10

yall horny as fuck. all i gotta say. we all know the gwak gwak incident, lets leave it pls. also yall are nice, everyone in chat is pretty nice, yk you get a parasocial chatter every once and a while but oh well wwww 💀💀 ehmmm theyre like the first niji en fanbase ive been in, i have a friend irl whos a kindred, theyre nice yk did not prepare me for the shitshow the online kindreds are

villions = 8/10

i know, we are all probably down bad for ber whenever he speaks korean, BUT CAN YOU BLAME US?? i wanna bet ver is half of his fanbases’ reason to learn korean (can vouch because i started to relearn kr bc of him 😭👌) ALSO HES SUCH A CINNAMON ROLL I JUST WANNA SQUISH HIM!! villions in general, yall r nice, like all i gotta say LOL

sicklings = 4/10

basically kindreds but like twice as horny and mentally ill 💀like goddamn yall listen to his yandere asmrs and go ‘he can fix me’?? is that like a thing in this fanbase? 😭 how mentally ill yall had to be to fall for a therapist [bullying myself rn] like holy shit also that one overlay incident 🫣 lets not talk about it but like anyways yall are ok, its a debatable topic also just wanted to say hex looks like the type of person to have a rice purity score of 53 idk

FaMillie = 10/10

OK SO IM BIASED BC IM ALSO A FILIPINO AND YK SWAGPINOS UNITE BUT YOU GUYS ARE FUNNY I CANT LIE, YOU HAVE GENUINELY MADE ME CACKLE SOMETIMES especially the hugot lines stream, my mom fucking got mad at me for laughing so much some of yall are unhinged like stop bullying millie LOL ik its for shits and giggles but damn, yall are being mean sometimes 😭

Quilldren = 6/10

personally, i havent been in the fanbase too much but most of you guys are chill so neutral score. havent seen too much stir from ike's fans so thats nice, good to know theres one fan base that isnt overtly chaotic [from what ive seen 👀]

scythekicks = 8/10

girl is this fanbase dead or am i just not active on twitter? probably the latter LMAO but like i barely see any doppio fans in the wild like where are yall come out come out you may be outta scythe but you aint outta my mind WWWW we all love doppio in the scythekick household, that man gets so entertained so easily

uhhhh shit ok pls dont cancel me WWWWW IM NOT TRYING TO BE RUDE I PROMISE THIS IS ALL FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES im in these fan bases too IM BASICALLY FUCKING MYSELF OVER

also posts are gonna be slow as fuuuck cuz schools starting and yknow we gotta COME IN DO YOU READ ME?-

im just kidding guys dont hate me for this WWW its for giggles so dont take it to heart

i think i did this wrong in so many ways but oh well LMAOO

[mebeforesoo]

april 10 2025

i woke up today with 8 hours of sleep. as in, thank you Lord. natulog akong masakit yung katawan at antok na antok kaya bagsak talaga ang badeng. i really love it when i have uninterrupted sleep for hours compare nung nightshift pa ako na tuwing 3pm nagigising ako para umihi. thank you talaga Lord for this healthier daily routine that i have. ofc spent first half of the breakfast in the comforting silence and morning crickets, yapping and praying at the same time i believe. then tindera duties with my korean lessons. decided to follow this random korean dude named david kim about learning korean patterns. onti na lang papabudol na ako sa book niya. medj masakit ulo ko nung umaga pero buti na lang nawala din mga before lunch tyL. soafer kabado ako nung biglang may nabawas na 400 something sa paymaya card ko about games kineso. pinag cchat ko na agad yung paypal or kung anumang website since wala naman ako ganon. super praning ko talaga pina block ko na card ko't bumili na ng bago. sabay si che pala may pakana!!!

work wise, sobrang daming ticket! akala ko joke lang na may 300 plus na new transactions. tas nasa 150 siguro yung sa squad ko doon. buti na lang talaga di ganon ka-OA yung mga dealbreakers kay andrea squad. may story idea ako pagkatapos mabasa yung isang post about strong independent maldita na tunaw sa acta of services, asking chatgpt to write this new boyfriend subscription story. hehe. tas laughtrip plus kilig nung pinabasa ko out loud kay chatgpt. lelz. after lunch grabe laughtrip sa bagong dating segment ng showtime. naalala ko LT nights na yung expecially for you ang trip ko during shift so eto naman ngayon moving forward. forda okray lang talaga ni vice ang habol ko dito tas mapapa tsk tsk na lang sa ibang kabataan. haaaay. nag drawing rin ng datw with amita next tuesday at ewan ko na lang talaga kung kelan ba mag ssync mga sched with the ahjuninangs.

iyak kasi sa wakas naka secure si ate jem ng day6 concert ticket!!!! sobrang 🥹🥹🥹🥹 naiimagine ko na iyak hagulgol niya sa concert. sobrang deserve na deserve. and once again i felt how possible it is to feel a second hand happiness lalo na't grabe rin ang hugot ni ate jem sa life before knowinf day6.

thank you Lord

🍀 i woke up with 8 hours of sleeo i feel so powerful

🍀 at the idea of how more good things and blessings are yet to come

🍀 for the cute cats walking around our house and being able to play with them anytime

🍀 for gratitude making me feel better with life

[regardstoviv]

words left unsaid: revisiting an old flame ❥

[POST #2] hey prince, i know that it's kind of weird and stupid for me to write this nang bigla-biglaan, but this is the only place where I'm completely anonymous and..I don't know medyo feel ko lang mag-sulat. I don't know where to start. What do I even say to you? It’s kinda strange, you know—there was a time when I thought about you constantly, when the sight of your name alone would also bring this strange mix of excitement and nervousness in me. But time has a way of softening those edges, doesn’t it? Life moved on, and so did I. now, I don’t think about you all the time, i mean, not like I used to. i don't need to. i can't. But sometimes, when I’m alone with my thoughts, myself, and I, you slip in, and ganyan talaga kapag first crush, di ba? Well, I hope you remember me the way I remember you, but some part of me hopes you do. Or maybe it’s better if you don’t nalang?

I guess I’m writing this just to say the things I never got to say back then, even though I did confess to having feelings for you. I was just never brave enough to tell you outright. and at some point, i kinda regretted it to be honest. but you know, being around you as my classmate made my day better; you had that effect on me. But things never really went anywhere because I was scared, and maybe it was for the best.

Still, I wonder sometimes: did you ever know about it? Did you ever think about me? Did you like me? We both moved on with our lives, and maybe we’re both in better places now. But some part of me wants to thank you—for all those moments as a classmate, as a groupmate, and as a friend. You were the reason I smiled a lot of days in school, even if I couldn’t tell you why I did.

Maybe you’ll never see this, and that’s okay. I don't mean to have so much hugot and parang, sadness and longing to this. This isn’t about finding out how you feel or even reopening anything that’s been long closed. This is just me telling you that I placed those feelings somewhere outside of me so I can leave them there and move on. You were a small, but significant part of my story, my "what if" for a while, but now, I've turned the page. We're both where we're meant to be, prince, and I’m glad for that. thank you :)

So… yung lang. Maybe one day I’ll look back at this and laugh at how serious this deadass felt and how young and foolish i was lol. for now, i've said goodbye to a small piece of my little "love-life" past. you. all the love, ivy 🤎

[unspoiledthoughts]

It's hard to move on to someone when in the first place you've never been in a relationship with that person.

[istariray23hugotlines]

Unlearning Shits....

[mysticalrub]

09/30/2024

Hi it's me again

I will start posting emo or hugot again hahaha

[wmab]

TAO KA LANG

Tao ka lang. Hindi lahat dapat mong kayanin. Ano ba naman ang saglit na pahinga? Humugot na ng di mapitas na buntong hininga. Pasukuin ang bigat ng buhay at palayain sila sa mga mata.

Kung balak buhatin ang mga bagay, kahit paano ay bumitaw sa sakit ng loob. Tao ka lang. Iinog ang walang pakialam na mundo kahit hindi ka magtuloy. Kaya magpahinga ka. Tao ka lang. Kahit hindi nila maintindihan. Kahit na parang ang pagtigil ay mortal na kasalanan. Kung wala nang matitira sa'yo ay paano ka pa magbibigay? Tao ka lang.

Saglit lang. Baka magalit pa sa'yo ang ningning ng pag-asang dala ng ulan. Ikulong mo muna ang mga pumapalahaw na bulong sa pusod ng mapanira nilang bahay-bahayan. Sa sulok ng isipan. Hanggang sa di na sila matagpuan. Nagyon na, huminto ka. Ang ingay sa ulo at mga tanong na makalaslas-pulso. Magpahinga ka para malaman mo. Kung hinahanap man, ang payapa ay dapat magsimula sa'yo. Tao ka lang.

Magpahinga ka. Tao ka lang.

-Wag Mo Akong Bitawan (WMAB)

[benefits1986]

xocial xp

Fear not for I am with you, even if you feel like you don't exist.

Shit post incoming because today is a day of social experiments to the tune of "Here's Me Trying Not To Be Avoidant And How I'm Failing So Far" however, let's go. We're giving the warm-up games of life a good try. Perhaps, this might cure my perpetual boredom and non-existent pake.

Hmmmm... how do we start?

I guess I really find it weird to talk to people who are the exact opposite of my lived realities. Bakit naman kasi minsan na nga lang ako mag-yes sa mga social experiments tapos ang usual takada e mga kakaibang nilalang na 'di ko naman kauri as a non-class s na halimaw? LOL. Alam mo 'yung okay sige. Eto ko. Ano ka diyan? Ganern. Nakakatawa lang din kasi in fairness naman, may glimmers (?) kahit shimmering on the surface. Wala e. Ano ka pa ba? Ano pa beyond the obvious ka? That is what I wanna dig... deep and hard. Rar. Ganern. And so, ayun na nga. 'Yan na lang muna because... abangan na lang natin ang mga kaganapang susunod. Ayun.

Ganito, oks naman burger with large fries and large drinks. Pero calamares sa kanto girllly ako e. Pero puwede rin naman baby squid na calamari na may lemon sa ibabaw tapos may garlic aioli dip with freshly crushed black pepper. Ayun lang muna.

Saka ko na lang kwento 'pag may ending na. Ending agad? LOL. Basta. IYKYK. EMS.

Next, nagdasal ako ng taimtim sa favorite church ever ko kahit 'di naman ako nagsisimba madalas. Super rare akong mag-church kasi wala lang. I fucking hate traditions. Tonight, opak. Todo dasal mode tayo for some things na kailangan ng matindeng divine intervention. Halos walang tao at may lamig pa ang kakapatay lang na AC kaya naman, kahit 'di na umabot sa Adoration Chapel because kakatamad magtanggal ng shoes (Hahahaha), hala sige. Magandang move 'to.

Nakakatawa 'yung dasal ko. Actually, pinagdasal ko na 'yung isang intention mga 12 years ago. OPAK. Pero, looking back, hindi siya taos-puso noon. Medyo lang. Kung baga, hindi siya half-assed pero 'di siya full force tulad nung pinagdasal ko mom ko sa last breaths niya. LOL. 'Di rin siya tulad ng pagdadasal ko para sa ngalan ng Ikot at Toki kahit 'di naman ako magiging bona fide ever bilang doon lang tayo sa hanash ng grad school. LOL. Mga pinagdadasal ko talaga, weird noh? 'Yung mga pang-legit deliksss levelsss 10000000 na.

And so, etong isa kong intention, iba na siya ngayon. Shemayyyy. Hahaha. Mabait na ako. LOL. On track. LUH. Shettttt. Ayun lang. No prayer reveal. Saka na 'pag nasagot na. Or baka naman ang sagot talaga ay no. LUH.

Second and pinaka number 1 ngayon e 'di naman para sa akin. Lagi naman yatang mga 80% ng dasal ko 'di para sa akin. As a sinner in scarlet kasi ako. Hahahaha. Saka, ayun, parang oks naman ako in general kahit spiral malala. Hahaha. Grabe 'yung hugot ng prayer na 'to kasi naman, naman, naman. Ayun. 'Di na lang din muna reveal because feelings natin about this szn e pina-process pa natin mainam.

Speaking of processing feelings, para maiba naman. Eto na. Magiging non-negotiable ko na talaga ang mga tao na 'di marunong makinig. Kasi ako, oks akong listener na madalas delulu cheerleader pa tapos kahit deliks na, enabler pa ako. So, kapag ako, nagpakawala ng feelings na 'di naman madalas, aba, sana naman e magkaroon ng small ears, hearing, hearing all the time. IYKYK.

In general 'to, sa lahat ng aspects. Here's me trying to communicate how I feel, why I feel, and what I feel na. 'Di na tayo autopilot na problem solver na delulu solulu ang stress language sa life. Ending burnout - hiatus - CTRL ALT DEL. In the same manner, siguro need ko rin i-reintroduce sarili ko lalo na small circle ko. :p

Simply put, 'pag walang empathy kausap ko, EKIS ka na agad. TRIPLE EKIS. Perioddddttzzz. Bye. Kahit sino ka pa. Kahit ano ka pa. Wala akong pake. 'Di na talaga ako magpapalampas ng mga red flags ngayon. Tapos na ako diyan.

Or baka naman, time to prune it again. Hala siya. Small na nga, gawin pa nating smaller and smaller circle? EMS. Abangan. Puwede namang sa outside the small circle pero nasa circle pa rin 'di ba? Minsan kasi talaga, when you change (sana naman for the better), may mga maa-outgrow ka talagang connections kahit gaano pa sila ka-deep or kaya naman, mage-evolve mala-Pokemon ang mga connections mo na 'to kung both parties ay willing and able consistently. O, child. This is very, very curious.

As a recovering AA (avoidant anonymous), sige, let's give things a good try, unti-unti on the way to lagi-lagi. EMSSSSS. Hahahahaha.

Lordeeee naman, bakit 'yung prayer kong isa mabilis ang mga kaganapan or social construction na naman ba 'to bilang a chair is not a chair in the same manner that a chair is chair, too? CHARAUGHT. Paki fast-track 'yung number 2 kasi nga, marami na naman akong bagong pimples na mala-bulutong tubig dagat kakaisip. Hahahaha. Pero sabi nga... Fear not for I am with you. Add ko na rin: Fear not for I am with you, even when you feel like 'di ka valid lalo na hidden feelings mo. HAHAHAHAHA. Sino ka dyan? Let's go for purple people who will actually listen in kasi deserve ko 'yan. Need ko 'yan kahit ayoko siya. Hahahahahaha. And don't be mean naman din to people who don't give a shit about listening. Malay mo, mismong sarili nila, 'di nila pinakikinggan kaya ganun sila? Or baka, ayaw lang din nilang pakinggan sarili nila kasi it's easier and less risky. Usto mo yun? Bait ko na 'di ba? Hahahahahaha.

Note to shit self: 'Wag nating ipilit na magbago o umayon ang mga tao sa non-negotiables natin. Please lungs. Nasubukan na natin 'yan ages ago, kaya, paki usap. Tantanan na.

I feel better as I am ending this shit post. Bukas ulit! Time to go biking with the wonky B babbbbyyyyy. Forda unli ahon incoming soon. HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI. And check natin kung road to riding a scooter na rin 'to na matagal ko na ring tinatanaw on weekends along Tags and the sedated south streets. AHOOO. ACHOOOO. Let's keep failing forward, taruuhhhh!

Iba ang Leo szn 2024. Roaring rar. Blazing in all shades of blue. Keep it up. Keep up. Maiba naman. Brene Brown szn is officially on and on and on. LUH SIYA, MHIE. Katakowwwttt.

PS: Milestone ko today forda small win is I talked to this mala-parental ko sa community. I look and feel peaceful daw. OPAK. Sabi ko after all this time? EMS. Nagpa-thank you ako with kinda tiny tear that doesn't fall because, alam mo na. O baka kasi nga, magkamukha kami ng nanay kong dragon sa szn na 'to. Baka final szn ko na rin 'di po ba? Sobrang tagal ko rin 'tong inantay. Mga 12 years. Hahahaha. O baka kasi outta MNL na rin tayo because... abangan!

[cinnaminsvga]

hi hello good evening (morning, afternoon, day) to all ye citizens of yap nation (population: me)

it's been a while and just wanted to write a little update here in case anyone cares (i say, as my voices rings out in this echo chamber)

i’m currently writing my next fic for my “heart full of hugot” series (it’s the taehyung-centered one titled “kilig” btw) and i’m really enjoying the process so far!! a small sneak peek, but i like to think i wrote namjoon canon compliantly in this one...

idk when this will come out because i'm slow as hell, but i'll post a teaser for it once i've written a sizeable amount :D i'm at 2k words so far... and not even at the meat of the story... oh god i hope it's not as long as harana but we shall see... PRAY FOR MY TINY BRAIN!!!

[itsalbert]

EXAM PART 2

1. Describe your methodology on how you would come up to a social media post.

Answer: I come up to a social media post since 2020 pandemic and I get curious about creating funny hugot post content in Facebook and that’s why I learn how to do captions to get more audiences to my page and I also started affiliate posting in Facebook and I do my own post, content and captions that’s why I want to pursue my career for being a Social Media Specialist.

2. List 3 Do’s and 3 Don’ts of Social Media Marketing To Consider.

Answer:

Do’s

1. Engage with your audience.

2. Consistent Posting

3. Use Hashtags Strategically

Don’ts

1. Over-Promotion

2. Ignoring Negative Feedbacks

3. Jump on Every Trend