We have this thinking, of how life has levels. And that adults, or rather older people, are better than us. But based on my observations, most, if not all of them are not. They just present themselves like they know what they’re doing, but they really don’t. They could be your parents, your professors, your supervisors, or the aunts and uncles who like nosing into your life. I’m not saying we’re better than them either. I’m just saying that I’m disappointed with how they sold themselves to me, because I believed when they said they’re way better than me. I believed them when they told me to listen to people older than me because they know better. I’ll tell you now, it’s not true. Continue reading
Before I had the chance to introduce the first apartment, we already have moved to a new one. I hope we/I don’t have to move again anytime soon because lugging your baggage from place to place is tiring. Continue reading
Photo from Mariella Galvan
The Engineering IICS Pep Squad emerged as the new champion of the annual cheer dance competition “Cheermania 2017: World of Disney”, May 13, Saturday at Plaza Mayor. With a grand score of 500 points, the Roque Roaño-based college stole the crown from 4 times defending champion, One SHADE Dance Squad. CFAD totaled a score of 446, putting them at 1st runner up. While the Cheermania Science Team comes in at 2nd runner up with the score of 417.5. Continue reading
It annoys the hell out of me when I feel like I’m hiding something, especially out of shame. “I got fired” isn’t really a sweet melody to hear. But it happened! And I don’t like the second of hesitation I take when a friend asks me what I’m doing right now.
I got fired. After two months. I. Got. Fired.
I think this was the day of the interview? Or the job offer.
My one sure good thing everyday – biking to work and back home
On January 23, I started my first regular job as a junior editor in a media production. It was my first again to have my time restricted to a such a schedule. It also has been a long time since the last time I pushed myself into a new set of people, of environment and a new world. Continue reading
I thought I was okay with losing you. I reached a point where I didn’t care anymore. I reached a point where there’s no other choice but to move on. But then there are these small moments when I would remember you, and I’d wonder, where I went wrong. I kept on analyzing my actions, my words, the situation, and how I should react on it. I kept on looking on it on a rational point of view, trying to understand everything that has happened. The hows, the whys. But I just can’t understand. Continue reading
I figured that I should write something like this on the day I reach one year without hurting myself. It is something that I personally went through, and it was definitely super worth it in the end. Baka lang makatulong sa iba.
I’ve already told two of my friends that I have a bad habit of reading comments and getting a laugh out of it. I consider it a bad thing because in order to get a laugh out of it, you’ll have to filter through SEVERAL hateful and ignorant comments first (though some of those are satirically funny). Observing how people behave and speak online, I’ve been coming to a realization that I can no longer contain. Not because it’s massive, but because it has too much factors that I need to express it and see if I can understand it better if I type it down, and have other people say something about it. Continue reading
Note: This topic, although an analysis of human emotions, is highly subjective and depends on social situations. It does not cover conversations, situations and experiences that fall under profession, politics and science.
You know what’s hurting right now? A lot of superficial things. But how do we judge it to be superficial? What is superficial pain? Continue reading