Cleaning Out My Closet.

Every Saturday, I try my best to fix my room up. A little sweeping on the dusty floor, putting away newly washed clothes and arranging out-of-place items on my desk or dresser – the usual routine. Doing this gives me a sense of accomplishment. I guess Veronica Mars explained my need to do a-fixin’ best, “The whole ritual cleaning thing is textbook for a reason. For a couple of minutes, you’re in control and everything’s the way it should be…at least on the surface.”

Right now, it feels like a thousand things have happened but I don’t even have a clue on what those things are. Thoughts scramble around in my brain, wanting to be fully noticed but then disappearing because they’re cruel and want me to dig deeper just to find them. I did catch some of them and have been contemplating on their existence. Come meet a couple of my lurking thoughts:

I’m 28!A few weeks ago, I officially stepped into my late-20’s. Nothing bad about that; but it just reminds me that 30 is just 2 blocks away and THAT scares me. 30, for me, would mean I need to have my life figured out or at least have an idea on what direction I should be going. But to tell the truth, I’m utterly and completely lost. As much as I want to stick to “come what may” attitude, I can’t help but panic a little when I realize that what I’m doing and where I am aren’t exactly what I want.


I have a strong personality.Some say I scare the be-jeezus out of people and that I come off snobbish. Well, I guess I do. It’s the first layer I put on so people can’t push me around or take advantage of me. Usually, that layer’s a little thin and if you get to scrape just a bit of it, I’d bawl my eyes out and crouch in fear. I do wish I had a much stronger personality, one that could equate to stronger convictions.


This post is just random and…unimaginative. I have yet to find my groove. I was told by my boyf that I buried it under my what-ifs and shoulda-woulda-couldas. While I start decluttering, I’ll be back with vengeance (or at they very least, wit).

Hi September, let’s be friends, kk?


Project Me!

Coming back from my South Korea trip with some of my fab girl officemates and their friends (a blog post on it to follow), I realized that there’s still A LOT I have to work on with myself.  I started this blog for the main reason that I’d like to “post and share all the anecdotes, thoughts, opinions and realizations on objects, places, issues, situations and folks I come to face with“; but I haven’t been sharing much, have I? Well, to be honest, there’s not much to share because I’ve been lazy and uninspired. Bad, bad Cat! 😦

But let me try to redeem myself. Copying Marshall Eriksen (of HIMYM), let me say this…

SWEEPING DECLARATION!!! I, Cathy C., declare Nov. 20, 2011 as the start of Project Me. Project Me basically entails working on the different aspects of my life. Details of which are only known by myself, my boyf & my closest friends. Any interesting and read-worthy points I encounter will be blogged about.

Still In The Making was created for mostly my benefit – a way for me to practice writing to an audience (hopefully even a handful), share my inputs and get feedback. I’ve had a love-hate relationship with writing; hence the lack of blog posts. So here I am again, gearing myself up for surges of inspiration and wit to come for me to be able to write something awesome. Alongside being able to blog, I am also gearing myself up for life’s surprises and challenges, allowing me to be the best that I can be.

Here we go, Project Me! 🙂

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