Let me describe the past week to you: on Monday, we woke up as early as 5 a.m., brushed our teeth, sipped some coffee, and headed out home to make our way into the election precinct. There’s something about this
#36 Laundry. Lots of blue things. Tricycle. A house surrounded by man-made waves. A choir practicing in the corner. Everyone swimming looks at her. "Siya lang ang oldies na di napapanis." — Caris (@hellocaris) May 10, 2019 When you start
First things first: Game of Thrones. Yes, I am one of those who pulled away from their desks once the show premiered on HBO and Sansa. Sansa. I am so proud of you and I would crown you queen if
I am always the first son – the one who says no (quite stubbornly) before finally giving in because conscience starts kicking in like a heavy punch in the gut. I only know two things: none or everything, and most
It would be a complete heresy not to make this post after 1.) the long drive Ate Kaye made for us to Tagaytay and 2.) the epic paragliding fail (you let us down, you), and 3.) the sweet, unproductive weekend
