The rare times I feel extremely joyful and proud
When I’m not traveling, I go back to my first love — writing movies. They don’t get produced, but I still do it just because. Didn’t imagine a horror story that came to me in the middle of the night would give me a Palanca award. This is my first award as a screenwriter! This…
THAILAND, 2022. I don’t consider myself a public speaker at all. You know that dreadful feeling just when the rollercoaster ride is about to start? It’s the exact same feeling that stews inside me when I’m about to speak in front of a crowd. Plus, I’m always conscious and awkward on stage.
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A bittersweet smile cut across my face earlier as I browsed photos of my friends from the Foreign Service on Facebook. Four years ago, I was with them preparing for the series of the toughest exams, providing moral support to one another, sharing stories of excitement, fears, and dreams. While I am happy for them…
The island club had closed for the night and I hit the beach with reckless abandon. As I lay on the beach, I did not care one bit about the sand that had completely covered the back of my shirt and my arms. There I was, dragging my drunken butt as my new friends watched…
. . . . We proved them wrong. Happy Second Anniversary.
I woke up this morning coughing my lungs out, wondering whether last night was real or not. A few moments later, my hubby greeted me good morning and congrats. I figured, it was real. I hurried to the kitchen to get a glass of water and I saw three trophies on the drawer. One of my other housemates, Dane, congratulated me. Alright, alright, it was real. So last night, I won in 3 categories at the Philippine Blog Awards 2010: Top (Written) Posts for 2010: Fireworks, Hormones and this Blog Post Top Post for 2010: Do They Read Blogs in…
Only three things make me cry — love, death and World Cup. Haha, seriously. I remember myself crying like a baby on the way home from Ateneo when Germany lost to Italy in the semi-final match of the 2006 FIFA World Cup. I also almost fell into depression when they almost became the European champions in 2008, being beaten only by Spain at the finals. The problem is that I am sooo emotionally attached to my favorite teams (Germany and Spain, but more for Germany). I invest emotions. I spend so much time following them. It’s more obsession than love,…
