Dear Mama, Papa and Kuya, Let me start off by saying that I am really, really, really sorry. I don’t know what exactly it is that you read, or where you read it from so I cannot explain myself properly. Whatever it is that you guys have read, I hope…
Year: 2009
I know that it may be a little bit premature to do this, but whatever. I for one cannot wait for 2009 to end, and this is just one of those things that I have to do to make time go by faster. On January 18 of this year I…
So. She was done. First to finish, as usual. She surreptitiously glanced at her seatmates and saw that the elderly gentleman on her right was still working on question number forty-nine. Really, they shouldn’t make them sit this close together during online assessments. And the girl on her left, well…
So yesterday, I learned, was the death anniversary of my paternal grandmother. My mother, being of the age when one clings to all sorts of religious traditions, sort of coerced me into doing the litany prayers for the dead. Well, coerce is too strong a word; she didn’t really…
If I had the chance to let the version of me from three months ago see the me right now, I’m sure that the me from the past would be totally laughing her ass off at the present me. You see I got a taste of the good stuff…