“The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit … Continue reading Keep moving forward
We had to put down our dog, Nike, today. It’s been tough for my parents and I to reach this decision but we know that it needs to be done. He’s 18 years old and has been suffering from various ailments that come with aging canines. We’ve been holding on to him for this long for selfish reasons. He needs to rest now and somewhere … Continue reading Goodbye, Nike
The agency I work for, Philippine Information Agency, will mark its 30th anniversary on December 24. On this day in 1986, then President Corazon C. Aquino signed Executive Order No. 100 creating PIA. I am nine years older than PIA, and I have served this agency for about 18 years. 9, 18. That’s quite a combo. (Where’s the nearest lotto outlet?) I’m bad with numbers … Continue reading This is my PIA: 30 for 30
I once wanted to be an architect or a fashion illustrator. I used to love drawing houses, rooftops, and laying out rooms and sketching outfits. My Mom says that I doodled on the walls before I learned how to write. But then I fell in love with words, and arts took a backseat after that. Once in a while, though, I break out the pens … Continue reading Watercolor Waterloo
I’m probably the only woman who has Lego toys on her vanity table alongside makeup and perfume. A good friend who is now based in USA brought home a Lego gift for me. Knowing my love for Star Wars – and obsession with Yoda – he picked a piece from the Star Wars Lego collection. It features Rey and her Speeder and Unkur’s Thug. It’s … Continue reading Lego-lese
It’s been a while since I got in touch with my artsy fartsy side. Whenever I’m going through a tough time, I always go back to the pens and let myself bleed on paper, in words and strokes and lines and color. I went to a basic calligraphy class hosted by Charm Pia Tan at Craft CEB (Banilad Town Center) a few weekends ago. It … Continue reading Writing away the hurt
Dear Metrobank, I just received a call from a lady who claims to be affiliated with you using a regular mobile number. She rattled off a long spiel about card protection, card errors, etc. Because my Mama raised me to be polite, I listened to her, although I was in the thick of writing a documentation report and wondering where this call was leading to since … Continue reading Dear Metrobank (an open letter)
“Dignity /ˈdignitē/ noun 1. The moment you realize that the person you cared for has nothing intellectually or spiritually to offer you, but a headache. 2. The moment you realize God had greater plans for you that don’t involve crying at night or sad Pinterest quotes. 3. The moment you stop comparing yourself to others because it undermines your worth, education and your parent’s wisdom. … Continue reading You’re the right person. Not someone else.