I have three hours to write two articles. The empty bottle looks nice. That balm is almost empty. And look how polished and shiny this desk is. I lost one piece of my earphones and determined to dismantle the useless piece of shit later. I think Avalon players are cry babies. That figurine of Thor… Continue reading Writers Blocking
To your hurt. To your heart that bleeds and mourns. I know your pain, I feel your grief. I know it will never go away for a long time and I am sorry. In some way, I feel responsible, but I cannot find it in my heart to regret. Things have unfolded as they are… Continue reading From Assia
There are few spaces on the web that help you declutter. If this isn’t the dawn of a Brave New World then I don’t know what it is. The endless flood of misinformation and propaganda easily overwhelms and I don’t want any of it. I have started curating my social media feed and trimmed my… Continue reading Little Reminders
Brought the old bag home. They offered me letters from the old days, subtly yet ever so piercingly reminding me of things I thought I’d forgotten. There is no fondness in these relics. Even the grey river that watches as I review what had been; its waves and ripples bringing back the pain of what… Continue reading Old Bag, Old Sad
“What do you want?” His voice was intent, his gaze glazy but piercing, he had this smirky look as he leans in on the table and looks at me with strained concentration. “The Hoegaarden is taking effect. This guy’s drunk. Can he still drive?” I secretly thought. We were at some tiny square lined with American-inspired… Continue reading Scorpions and Ariens
On the morning we fled, there was talk of a storm. We arrived at the land of witches at about 8pm when it was too dark and too rainy to see anything on the road. Perhaps it was the shaman’s work and we should understand, because the following morning, everything was bright. At Siquijor, there… Continue reading Siq., Shores, & Sunsets
..Waking up at eight in the morning to the sound of contempt and beckoning corporate slavery Spending 20 minutes in the toilet reading Anna Karenina or why I should be cool to the pizza delivery dude Spending 30 minutes in the shower while over-thinking every little detail of my mundane existence Taking another 20 minutes… Continue reading Routine Is..
I’ve rallied between and amongst too many uncertainties as of late. There are too many plans that are never done and it gives me the uncomfortable feeling of inadequacy. Perhaps I’ve been too vague for too long. I want to change it. Yesterday, I visited the dentist to have my dentures fixed. Can you imagine… Continue reading Dentures Make Me Sad
2015 has seen staggering breakthroughs in science. From taking a first look at our icy neighbor Pluto to bringing genetic editing to the fore, discovering water in Mars and finding the Pentaquark, humanity has certainly taken some big leaps towards realizing what could have only been yesterday’s science fiction. However, as a citizen of a… Continue reading Brin, Big Data, and Filipino Literacy
I’ve long had this idea of starting a diary blog about people. I mean the content of the blog would be the people from my life and how I see them. After all, how you see people is not actually how they really are but how you are as a person. That really appealed to… Continue reading I Miss You, Crazy Bastards
Hopscotch Memoirs 