UNO and life
I have many fond memories of the popular card game UNO — of the many afternoons spent with friends and...
More than bedtime stories
I have been longing for stories. In my childhood, I had no memory of bedtime stories, unlike other children. Neither...
Waking up at 7 a.m.
I always tell my friends that no matter how late I sleep the night before, most of the time I...
Math anxiety
The feeling is familiar to those of us who have ever faced a daunting math test: Our brain, wanting to...
Culinary life with Mom
It started a few months ago. Every time I checked our family group chat on Messenger, a new picture of...
A love letter to magazines
Dear Magazines, Wishing you good health and life in the next few years. Ever since I first held a copy...
Master’s degree? Not now
Sometimes, I wonder where my enthusiastically idealistic self has gone. Whatever happened to my 18-year-old self’s plan of getting a...
Skin in the game
“Kung gusto, may paraan.” Oh how my younger self adhered to that principle, with the “gusto” being video games and...
Why I walk
Daily walks became a part of my routine in July, a month after I became unemployed. I figured it would...
Confessions of a book hoarder
Bless me for I have sinned. Based on my Goodreads account, I have more than 500 books on my TBR...
