Monthly Archives: February 2012
Day Five: To The One With The Strong Personality
Dear Strong Personality, You may be the type of person who likes to sit idly by and well, relax to your heart’s content, but what may work for you doesn’t necessarily work for others. I know you mean well, especially to those who you care about, but you should loosen your leash and let them [...]
Day Four: To Julienne
Dear Julienne, I know we usually talk about the most nonsensical stuff during French class (including me teasing you about a certain someone), but you know something? I think you’re a really swell kid. I used to think that you’re such a smarty-pants (and you still are! <3) but I really respect and admire how [...]
Day Three: To My Awesome Tita
(Saturday post) Writing a letter a day has been pretty tough. I’ve been going home late for the past two days so I can’t really go on and write a letter. Oh well. And the past couple of days, I have been craving for vodka sours from Fiamma. It was that good, okay? Anyways, this [...]
Day Two: To The Kind Cab Driver
(Friday post) Admittedly, this was the first time I’ve actually gone partying in a club. And what a way to celebrate my first clubbing experience ever than doing it in Fiamma, and getting all wasted. Yes, I admit to being a home body, but after that night, and after all the stress, I understood why [...]
Letters To My Love Series
In the spirit of practicing writing letters and an attempt for me to become a bit more romantic (since I think I’ve become a bit cynical since I graduated from high school. Le sigh), I will attempt to write a letter to anyone I want to write a letter to. Letters To My Love will [...]
A Car Ride
She was scared of the stage. To her, it was torture to be in front of so many people. Her teacher would volunteer her to be the prayer leader, and she’d always refuse, hiding beside her classmates and volunteering somebody else. She was only seven, and she thought kids like her shouldn’t have to go [...]
The First [Injury] is the Deepest
I pride myself for never getting hospitalized. It’s true! Nineteen years have passed, and I have no idea what it’s like to have needles injected in my skin so dextrose could run into my veins. I’m foreign to the idea of sleeping in an uncomfortable hospital bed. But what I lack in hospital experience I [...]
Between the Stress
It’s been a hectic week. I’m getting a feel of what it would be like if I became a journalist who has to commute all the way from Novaliches. But it’s been all good. Especially when you hang out with good company. Sunday was the day I went inside a morgue. It all started [...]
Finding Love Again
Last Monday, I finally graduated from Sibol, the leadership program I took part in. The send-off was such a great way to end a great program. I’m gonna miss our sessions with great speakers and interesting GDs. But that’s not what this post is totally all about. It’s about these guys: And just when [...]
