What Came Before FIL IN THE BLANK: How It All Started
Before FIL IN THE BLANK had a name, there was Myspace, a radio mic, and a girl with stories to tell. This post takes you back to where it all began—how a love for sharing, creating, and writing from the heart slowly unfolded into the blog it is today. It’s a story of passion, reinvention, and finding your voice—even when you don’t have a blueprint.
7/22/2022
I've always had something to say. Thoughts to share. Stories swirling in my head that needed somewhere to land. Long before I knew what blogging was—or that it would one day become a thing—I was already doing it in my own little way.
Back in the days of Myspace (yes, that era), I had a page where I poured my heart out. It was my space, literally and emotionally. A place to write what I felt, even if I didn’t quite know the rules of writing. I’ve never been trained in journalism, and I honestly still don’t know if there’s a right way to do it. All I know is—my kind of writing has always been real. Natural. From the heart.
Talking and sharing has always been second nature to me. Right after high school, I was invited onto a radio show. And after just one episode, I was asked if I wanted to host my own. Without a second thought, I said yes. No experience, no team—just me doing the research, planning the show, chasing guests, calling sponsors, arranging pickups and meals. It was hectic, but I loved it. (Shoutout to Subway Philippines for feeding my crew—this isn’t sponsored, promise.)
Everything changed when I moved to Australia. The radio stopped. The chaos paused. Life got quieter, harder in different ways. I worked in hospitality, retail, studied, adjusted, and tried to find my place in a country that wasn’t quite home yet. But I kept writing—on Myspace, on scraps of paper, in the quiet moments.
That’s where FIL IN THE BLANK was born. A name with meaning. FIL for Filipina—my roots. And the blank for everything else. The parts of life still unfolding. The chapters yet to be written.
This space is for all of it—past, present, and the beautiful unknown that’s still to come.