My Journaling Journey

I started journaling on August 22, 2015. My birthday of all days.

I strive for one page. It doesn’t take too long to do, but I have enough space to express and explore my thoughts. The notebook I’m using currently is quite large, so I aim for half.

I love how calming and relaxing the process is.

Growing up, I used to have trouble falling asleep. I would stay up obsessing over everything. But journaling allows me to externalize my worries, fears, etc.

I journal every night, which helps clear my mind before bed. After all, I get to dump my concerns down on the page.

In a way, it’s therapeutic too.

I know no one will read my journal, so I let myself write what I want. I can be honest and speak my mind. Besides, I’m not writing to impress or please anyone.

I’m happy to say I’ve stuck with the habit every day for two years, nearly three now.

At times, my journal is like a diary. I enjoy recounting my day. What I did, what I didn’t do even.

Sometimes I’ll look back and reread my old entries. I love seeing how far I’ve come.

I don’t want to stop, so I plan to keep journaling.

Besides, I’m so used to picking up a pen and opening up the notebook. I don’t have to think about it.

I’m beginning to realize many of the things I do on a daily basis is out of habit. At one point, I decided to journal, to blog, to write.

I still choose to reach for a pen instead of the remote, open my journal instead of Facebook.

After all, good habits shouldn’t die hard.

Personal Reflection

Re-Evaluating My Goals For 2018

I figured the new month is as good a time as any to re-evaluate where I am and where I want to be by the end of 2018.


I love improv. Sure, some days are easier than others. But moving to music often makes me feel better. Because I’m not getting any younger, dance is and will be a top priority for a while. Besides, I want to be a dancer as long as possible.


I’ve kept up with putting words on the page every day. I haven’t kept up with submitting my work out into the world. Hopefully, that changes over the summer. In a perfect world, I’d publish a poem, a story, something, anything. Alas, everything and everyone is imperfect.


It’s my blog anniversary today. I started aspiringwriter22 on April 1, 2013. Guess I fooled myself. Seriously though, this has been one of the best experiences in my life. I have no plans to quit anytime soon, so I look forward to seeing what the next five years will bring. As of right now, I’m content challenging myself to create content.


I read all the time, but I’m not too caught up with reading a lot. When I have to leave the house, this habit suffers the most. Best believe I’ll be breaking the bank and buying books when I’m not broke. Ideally, I make some money over the summer, spend it all, and shut myself inside all day.


Every night before bed, I journal for a few minutes. It helps me fall asleep faster. At least, that’s what I tell myself. I’d like to continue doing so.

I apologize for all the alliteration.

Personal Reflection

My Personal And Professional Goals For 2018

If only I loved working towards my goals as much as I love making them.


I’m setting the bar low at 38 books in order to surpass my reading challenge on Goodreads. A girl deserves to feel good about herself.


I know I’m a turtle in getting my reviews up, but slow and steady wins the race, right? Call me book reviewer Herminia Chow.


Because I don’t do much else, I’m able to write every day. Here’s hoping I don’t get a boyfriend in 2018. Otherwise, there goes my plan to submit to a million competitions. I’d like to get my work out there on as many different platforms or places as possible. Living, breathing human beings would just get in the way of that.


I’m a bad blogger. Yes, I’m resolving to visit more blogs and read more posts. No, I probably won’t. Publishing often isn’t a big problem, since I’m basically married to my own blog.


I dance like nobody is watching because nobody ever is. My back flexibility is a joke. As is my core strength…well, lack thereof.


I’m willing to pay someone to drive me everywhere if it means I don’t have to. I am the slowest driver on the road right now. Maybe come December I’ll be a little bit faster. No promises.


I don’t think I could handle the mere thought of someone reading my journal. If and when I die, please bury my notebooks with me. I need to take all my secrets to the grave.


Every semester, I think I’ll be a better student than I have been. I always forget how quickly my motivation goes out the window. I’m the worst. One time, I should reverse my way of thinking to mess with the universe. I’m going to be an awful student who never studies but always parties.

How much do you want to bet I’ll fail one of my goals this year?

*Cough* driving test *cough*

Personal Reflection

Why I Took Time Off

Last month, I took some time off to recover from one of the worst headaches I had in twenty years.

So I didn’t write as much as I would’ve liked. I didn’t get a blog post up that day. I didn’t journal either. I fell in and out of sleep all night.

I’m feeling much better now. I plan to make up what I missed as much as I can.

Instead of pushing myself too far, I put my health first. I realize the importance of taking care of my body and brain. It’s difficult to do well when I’m not feeling well.

Even though I didn’t want to miss a day of blogging and journaling, the world didn’t end when I woke up the best day.

I wasn’t sleeping as much as I needed to, and I think the lack of rest got to my head…literally.

So I’ll try to take things easier until this storm passes. I like to think it’ll be over soon.

I’m far from being at one hundred percent. I know I need time to rest and recharge. Maybe I’ll take more days off in the future.

Despite having only 24 hours in a day like everyone else. I don’t want to give anything up.

As always, I feel like a lot of my problems would go away if I had 25 hours.

Regardless, tomorrow is a new day. I’ll make the most of all the 24 hours I have.


Why I Journal

Why do I journal?

I rant and vent about everything. I do some of my best work with a pen and some paper. 

It helps me relax. After some experimenting, I’ve found I like to journal before going to sleep every night. It allows me to unwind after a long day. In a way, writing st the end of the day is my way of getting closure, to tell my brain that today is over. Another one begins tomorrow.

I used to have trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. I’m happy to report I’ve been sleeping better these days. A part of me thinks journaling has helped in some way, however small. Being able to put what’s in my head onto the page clears some space in my mind. Not entirely but somewhat.

Besides, journaling about my problems gives me greater perspective. Sometimes I realize a problem isn’t as big of a deal as I initially made it out to be. Other times I come up with solutions to my most pressing issues simply by writing about them.

I love having a place to get my thoughts and worries and concerns down on paper. Even better, I know no one will read what I write. So I feel free to speak my mind. I don’t have to censor myself or filter my ideas. I can say what I want, how I want.

I also use my journal as a diary of sorts. More recently, I reflect on my day, recounting what happened to me, how I felt, etc.

Journaling is especially useful to keep track of my daily habits, namely reading, dancing, blogging, and writing. Often times I talk about what I did. Occasionally I jot down what I plan to do tomorrow or the day after or even a week from now. 

Although I don’t flip through my journal and reread my entries all the time, I really enjoy doing so. Just the other day I read an entry I wrote a few months ago. It’s interesting to see what went through my head or heart at a certain time in my life. 

By spending a few minutes every day, I get to make a record of who I am. At the end of the year, I have entire journals filled with bits and pieces of myself. 

Last but not least, it’s rewarding to track my progress. To see where I was and how far I’ve come. After all, I tend to look ahead and see where I want to go, but now I also get to look back at where I’ve been. More importantly, I can remember who I once was.

Blogging · Reading · Writing

6 Goals To Be Accomplished In 696 Hours

I don’t normally publish my goals on my blog. But online accountability tends to work for me, so hopefully this time won’t be an exception.


Sky Key by James Frey

  • Finish Sky Key. (It’s red. It’s lovely. It’s beautiful.)
  • Read Anna and the French Kiss. (I love the cover.)

Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins


  • Continue journaling every night before bed. (Less sleep? Yes, please.)
  • Write at least one poem a day. (I can’t write poetry.)


  • Publish one post every day. (You’ll pretend I did if I don’t, right?)
  • Finish my blog about blogging. (This is technically for a class, but I’m having so much fun, I don’t consider it schoolwork.)

Obviously I have other goals outside the realm of reading, writing, and blogging. But I don’t want to bore anyone more than I already have.

Happy late February by the way. We have an extra twenty four hours to read, write, and blog. How awesome is that?

By the time you read this, you won’t have nearly as many hours as stated in the title. Sorry not sorry.


Writing Resolutions 2016

Let’s hope I don’t make the same human error I did last year with my writing resolutions.

It’s going to be a great writing year. 2016 is a leap year, so we have 24 extra hours for all things writing. That makes my heart happy.

To ensure I actually get some writing done, I have three major goals I want to achieve.

  • I’ll continue to journal every day. Unfortunately, I struggle to fall asleep but journaling right before going to bed has helped tremendously.
  • I will submit one story, poem, etc., to a contest every month. I might even start posting the competitions so everyone can keep me accountable. And also so you’ll know what I know. I’m generous like that.
  • I hope to finish every project I start this year. I’m totally not sweating over this one.

Making resolutions is slowly becoming an annual tradition. In typical Herminia fashion, I keep trying to outdo my past self.

From one writer to the next, don’t forget the world is worse off without your stories!


3 Benefits Of Journaling

I’ve been journaling for a while now, so I thought I’d share some benefits the only way I know how.

  • You realize how ridiculous some of your worries are.
  • You realize how ridiculous it was to worry about those worries.
  • You realize how ridiculous you were to spend so much of your time worrying about said worries.

There are plenty other benefits behind journaling or writing or whatever else you call it. In the interest of time (read: I’m lazy), I won’t include them here.