2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

About 3 million people visit the Taj Mahal every year. This blog was viewed about 38,000 times in 2010. If it were the Taj Mahal, it would take about 5 days for that many people to see it.

In 2010, there were 108 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 369 posts. There were 223 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 369mb. That’s about 4 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was February 16th with 377 views. The most popular post that day was Percy Jackson & The Olympians.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were image-swirl.googlelabs.com, search.aol.com, facebook.com, ph.yfittopostblog.com, and images.google.com.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for percy jackson, diary of a wimpy kid, percy jackson and the olympians, starry night van gogh, and starry night.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


Percy Jackson & The Olympians December 2009


100 Things January 2009


Diary Of A Wimpy Kid January 2009
1 comment


WALL-E August 2008


The Magician April 2009


EOS 7D Review

I am not going to doom myself by pretending I can review my new toy. So instead, I took an easier route and had someone, with a greater depth of reviewing chutzpah, do it for me.

Talk about killer accessory, huh? Other girls go for fancy handbags – I go for magnesium alloy. LOL.

It’ll definitely be difficult for me to drag myself to other things (like: eating, sleeping, reading) given that my attention will be taken endlessly by my new EOS. However, I have a sturdy plan of rationing my very little time so I can spread myself to my responsibilities without any of it recognizing I have a favorite. I will still have Sunday’s to myself though, so I can slowdown for a breather as I prepare myself for another whirlwind of a week.

I’ve scheduled places in the city and nearby provinces that I’d like to visit every weekend for practice  – which means I’m going to need one mighty sunscreen lotion, too. Perhaps after a month,  I may  also attend a sports game and finally put me and the camera on a suitable acid test.

I’ve been meaning to go back and this time, I have no reason not to try to be better.

Wish me luck.

A New Need

Upon learning I’ve been reading heavy fiction one after another, I immediately headed to the bookstore to look for something a little lighter. Something that does not include the following:

Violent/ Graphic Death
Child Trafficking
Mental Illness
Failure of Government

I was lucky enough to find that on that same day is The Necromancer’s debut. So I grabbed one and headed home to start reading. However, en route home I realized that I was still in the middle of another book so the new one had to wait.

I’ll keep you posted, once it gets around.

Oh, before I forget, I’m sure some of you have noticed my new Widget. I’ll be posting on that corner the book I’m currently tackling and its status (like, Currently Reading and Just Finished). If it’s on “just finished”, I’ll have it stay for the remainder of the month, which will serve as my virtual marker that I read at least one book a month. Mind that the status may not be real time, given I have a habit of putting novels on back to back. I’ll just let it sit on my page a little longer for promotion.

I’m no Oprah but I encourage everyone to read. Seriously.

Getting Lost

She woke up late and found a note in her bed stand. Home alone on a weekend. Perfect.

Barefoot and wearing a three size too large t-shirt, she ambled in the kitchen. Her plate for breakfast, prepared early, so that meant her bacons was not crisp anymore. Good thing she doesn’t eat bacon.

She nuked her eggs and toast. Ate. Took a shower and wore her comfortable shoes. In the garage are two vehicles. A ’93 Durango and a mountain bike. She took the mountain bike and went to see more of the neighbourhood.

For a breif moment she pedalled without direction, just looking, just smelling. It was her innate nature to seek and explore, her wide-eyed personality amidst the silence of her lips, speak volumes of her desires. And the brief moment paced silently; without tracking time, she continued to pedal.

By noon, she was lost and can not be bothered.