a showcase of my love affair with the written word…
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who walk gracefully through life, and those of us whose feet seem to act as target zones for falling objects. Guess which group I belong to? Just the other day, I was in the shower, feeling accomplished about buying a fresh, shiny one-liter bottle of… Continue reading Confessions of a Human Earthquake: Gravity, Shampoo Bottles, and Other Household Hazards
I never officially enrolled in Family University. There was no application form. No entrance exam. No tuition fee. And definitely no orientation seminar. Yet somehow, after years of living with my family, I appear to have earned several unofficial degrees. Bachelor of Patience. Master of Selective Hearing. Doctorate in Knowing When Mom Is About to… Continue reading Things I Have Accidentally Learned From Living With My Family
Another birthday. Sigh. Don't remind me. I'm not counting. Actually, I refuse to count. Because if we're being technical, this isn't about how many years I've been here. It's about how many years I still have ahead of me. And as far as I'm concerned, my life is just beginning. So whatever number of candles… Continue reading Another trip around the sun—and I still don’t know what I’m doing
I have come to accept that I notice things. A lot of things. Sometimes things that nobody else seems to notice. And before you start thinking, "Ay, eto na. Echosera na naman," let me clarify. I don't observe people because I want to collect gossip. Okay? Mostly. 😂 I notice because I'm curious. I want… Continue reading The things I notice when nobody is asking me to notice them
There are days when I look at my computer screen and think: Google Chrome is judging me. Not subtly, either. I can almost hear it whisper: "Girl... are you sure you need all of these?" Yes, Google. I do. Please mind your own business. At any given time, I can have a dozen tabs open… Continue reading My brain has 47 tabs open—and they’re all loading
Why things mysteriously break whenever I'm around I don't know why this happens. Honestly, I think science owes me an explanation. Maybe NASA. Maybe Discovery Channel. Maybe whoever investigates paranormal activity. Because there has to be a perfectly logical reason why ordinary household objects seem magnetically attracted to my hands. I'm not exaggerating. I could… Continue reading Confessions of a Human Earthquake
At some point in life, someone forgot to warn us properly about adulthood. They made it sound like freedom. You can do whatever you want.Eat what you want.Sleep when you want. What they didn’t say was: You will also have bills.And responsibilities.And a brain that refuses to shut up at 2 AM. Adulting, as it… Continue reading Adulting Is a Scam: Notes from Someone Trying Her Best
