I’m at it again. This unwanted feeling of monotonousness is making me numb. It occurs every year – like when something happens that make you fall into boredom’s abyss. At least that’s what I was feeling as of late, not that everybody knows that, but my complete lack of attentiveness on certain aspects of my daily life is telling me that I have to do something quick to break the state of ennui I’m in.

I haven’t post a blog in a while. I cannot seem to concentrate on a task properly and all I’ve done as of late was check out Netflix, watch random videos on youtube, and binge myself on Kpop. And you know what? Every time I’m on my Kpop/Jpop fix, it meant only one thing – my life’s excitement is at an all-time low and listening to Kpop/Jpop, which has always been my guilty pleasure, is my surefire refuge at moments like this.

For months, I’ve been wanting to read some of the books I’ve hoarded since last year, but to no avail. There was this book titled “Demian” by Hermann Hesse that I really wanted to read. I have the ebook already saved. The book piqued my interest after learning that the music video of one my favorite Kpop groups was inspired by this book. The MV itself was very fascinating. The thought that it was inspired by that book is definitely something I know I should check out. However, my current attention span is limited and I lose focus a lot. I’ve read the first few lines and I just can’t concentrate on it so I end up not continuing.

Anyway, I do have a lot of things I wanted to blog. My list is piling up and as time goes by I’m no longer sure if I’ll be able to do it all. I guess I’ll just have to try again some time…

Let me end this post with the MV inspired by Demian. The song is called Blood, Sweat and Tears by BTS.





Prompt Halt

I have decided to put a halt on my journal prompt challenge. I am terribly disappointed that I had to do this because I was really looking forward to writing about the topics in the prompt. My aim for doing it was to have fun, which I did; however, I was busy with a lot of things in my life right now that I just needed to prioritize for a bit.

I don’t plan to take a break for a long time; I think a day or two of “reality time” would be enough and I know that continuing with the journal prompt will not allow me to do so, so I understand that I needed to stop.


Anyway, I guess that’s it. Ciao for now! ❤

Between Honesty and Fakery

The world is full of hypocrites. Yep! I said it and there’s no nicer way to put it.

I dislike hypocrites. Probably one of the things I hate in this world. They are people who say one thing but does another. They talk and talk but never walk the walk. Unfortunately, I’m surrounded by a number of people who falls in this category. Even if I have the option to get rid of these people in my life, it’s not easy since an aspect of my life would be affected and it currently goes hand in hand. It’s an everyday battle that simply makes me angry at myself. Because to survive meant I have to tolerate such hypocrisy by feigning indifference or acting like nothing is wrong.

One thing that really infuriates me to the core is how people would pretend to “genuinely” agree with you then once you show your back that’s when the 3-headed monsters appear. They don’t really agree with you. They just don’t want to appear selfish or bad or unreasonable.


I am a very straightforward person, but I am not mean nor do I have any intentions to hurt. I do sometimes become brutally frank, but those are situations wherein I got fed up so I say things as I feel at the moment. But because of this attitude of mine, I don’t hold grudges and easily forgives once everything is settled and apologies are made. Always, after an outburst of emotion, I do feel guilty once the heat of the moment dies down and I’m able to contemplate on what I’ve said… how I could have said things differently or used a different word or just plain sugar coat things.

It’s very stressing. Really!

You know how people say that they prefer the truth more than the lies? How they say that they can handle the truth?


It’s a lie! NO ONE can really handle the truth. I, who consider myself a straightforward person, is sensitive to the truth. However, but because of my blunt personality, I am able to appreciate (once I get over the hurt) the person who is brave enough to tell the truth in my face. I get hurt. I may even cry, but that’s it. It’s normal. The truth will always hurt if you are guilty of something. That’s just the way it is. Whether or not a person tells the truth “as a matter of fact” or “under a pile of sugar”, the truth will always sting where it should. It is how a person is able to handle the truth that reveals the fine line between personal maturity and utter ignorance.

I just wish people would just be upfront with their feelings instead of just talking about it behind someone’s back. Misunderstandings occur because of such misgivings. An unresolved issue will just fester and consume a person into negativity.


It’s not easy being honest… but it’s always better than being fake.

Welcoming 2017 with a blog name anew!

Hello 2017! Years have been flying faster than a shinkansen these days, I’m not sure if I can keep up, but heck if I will allow myself to get left behind. I’m not getting any younger and enjoying all the things life will throw at me is certainly my goal and resolution for this year. Hopefully my lucky stars this 2017 won’t fail me. *fingers-crossed*

So for the start of this year, I’ve decided to finally change my blog name. A lot of thought has definitely transpired before making this decision. I know it’s not a simple task to change something you’ve had since forever, but change is the only thing constant in this world and most of the time, change is a good thing.

There are a number of blog names I can think of for my site, but I’ve decided that this is the perfect one for me.


I’ve always wanted a fanciful name for my blog and amazingly another name for fanciful is “whimsical”. Yes, my imagination knows no bounds. Ha!

Anyways, I first thought of using my Instagram and Twitter caption “Wanderlust and Pixie Dust”, since this is something I’ve originally coined that I feel describes the real me perfectly. However, I was disappointed when I saw another blog with almost the same name, except hers was “Pixie Dust & Wanderlust”. And here I thought I was being original. Never did I realize there’s someone out there who thinks similarly and would think of using it as a blog name as well.

Oh well, I’ve moved on from the disappointment and now I’m sticking with “Quintessentially Whimsical”.


Staying or Moving On?

This is no breakup post… or at least not in matters of the heart. This post is generally about my current job and some viewpoints here and there.

It was almost 5 years since I’ve been employed in a dental clinic here in Qatar (this is no publicity post so I’m not going to mention the name of our clinic). Working as a dental assistant was a total shift from my previous job in the Philippines. I was a BSN graduate and have 3 years of working experience as a nurse in different institutions in my country. It would have been easy to find a job and acquire a license as a nurse, except some of my experience were labelled as “nurse trainee” instead of “staff nurse”. This makes it doubtful if I could acquire a license as a General Scope Nurse since “nurse trainee may not be counted as employment even if my job as a trainee was no different from the staffs of the hospital I’ve worked for.

I still did try to apply as a nurse here in Qatar, preferably in a hospital, but it wasn’t easy. There were a lot of requirements I must accomplish and papers to process – and the salary offers in hospitals were too low. The only hospital paying good salary was Hamad Medical, but it was no easy task getting in. I almost want to give up and just go home, until someone offered me job as a dental assistant.

I wasn’t interested – at least not at first. In my mind I wanted to be a nurse. I wanted to continue doing what I’ve sacrificed years of studying for. I don’t want my degree to go to waste, but then I realized time was running out. My visa will expire in a month and here I was being offered a job that pays higher than the offers I’ve received thus far. Not only that, it was a new clinic, making me a pioneer if I were to accept. And I did… 5 years ago.

So everything I said above is just the preface part of this slightly long post. This is where I start telling the whole gist of this whole thing. So read on if you feel you must…


A year ago, a few changes in Qatar’s Labour Law was announced; putting emphasis in the End of the KAFALA System (sponsorship system). I won’t dive into a detailed account on the number of changes made, but I will mention what they meant when they say “End of the KAFALA System”:

“Expatriate workers with fixed job contracts can change their work and sign new contracts if they wish so at the end of the contract period. For this they don’t need approval from their current employer. However, an approval is needed from the Ministry of Interior and the Ministry of Labour and Social affairs.

If the job contract is open-ended, a worker can change job after five years with approval from both ministries”

This meant one thing – NO MORE NOC (no objection certificate) for expat workers who want to leave their current employment in exchange for a better one. Imagine the number of workers wanting to take this chance to find greener pastures. Something I myself have thought of many times after realizing there’s been no financial fulfillment in my almost 5 years of service. But no –  I did not hand in my resignation. I probably won’t just yet. I’m one of those employees who have this “loyal streak” ingrained in them. Or maybe I just don’t hate my job as much as I thought I did… Or maybe I just don’t feel like it was the right time… Whatever the case was, I guess I’ll be stuck here in while.

Anyway, I’m doing a shout out to one of my colleagues and also a friend who have already taken full advantage of this law (to find greener pastures); and which she was lucky enough to have found one that she really wants. She’s probably the reason why I’m doing this rare and long reflective post. The notion of one day deciding; just like her, to finally move on…


Thanks Janelly for the years of friendship. It wasn’t perfect, but it was still a memorable one. We’ll still get to bond from time to time right? God bless you on your new job!