On joggers’ lane
Returning to school after two years was not a walk in the park. I had to adjust to the environment,...
Life with music in a pandemic
Sometimes I ponder over the future of music and the arts in this pandemic. It was a whole new world...
Why I hate `colegiala’ party girls
I hate colegialas, those convent-bred denizens of high society who tend to overwhelm the brown-skinned majority with their Castillian features...
Chicken—my fish
Today, my fish stopped swimming. He just settled at the bottom of his tank like he was tired of moving....
More than writing
It was an 18-hour workday for me, and I don’t even have a job. I was up at 6 a.m....
Doubts and fears
Flashback to summer. I am 16. I'm at a fork in the road of my life, and I am terrified.
Unleashing the lion
Korean dramas were starting to be all the rage, capturing the hearts of juvenile viewers with every utterance of “saranghae”...
Planting patience
I was not born with a green thumb, to begin with. I was born with a touch that could kill a...
Three ingredients
I am in my third year of college—only less than two years before graduating from university. However, there is this...
Nostalgia
Since the start of the pandemic, I have developed this love-hate relationship with Facebook Memories. When the notification bell rings,...
