This business of writing
When I was a child, I dreamed of becoming a lawyer.
Unmasking the voice vulture
Growing up as a daughter of business-minded parents, the culture of owning a small shop was evident in my household....
Blame it on the coffee
We’ve been practicing for a few weeks now. I walk up on the stage when my name is called, I...
Big stories, little people
We are all uncomfortable. The day is still not yet over, but we already seem to smell like a potent...
Tale of the bikini
It was my fault, really, and I knew it.
Discovering my true north
As early as 12, I was a hundred percent sure of what I wanted to become: a writer. Math was...
Passion aflame
Messy hair, fidgety hands, sweat all over—all results of nervousness and feverish haste.
From dawn to dusk
Amidst the cacophony of the world outside, a sanctuary of serenity and harmony lies hidden within the timeless walls of...
UP students would love to sing ‘Let It Go’
There is an urban legend in the University of the Philippines (UP) that if you have a picture taken with...
The girl in the graffiti shirt
My Santa Cruz graffiti shirt stuck out like a sore thumb amidst numerous senior citizens with walking sticks and wheelchairs...
