Everything about today feels right on time, even if we weren’t. The sky was still dark even past six a.m.; gray clouds loomed over us with the threat of 2019’s first tropical depression Amang. It’s in Visayas, but our part
My father was a Gideon member ever since I knew life existed, and it brought me many perks, including snuggles from his co-Gideon members (my veterinarian godparents were also from the ministry), and taking Sunday jaunts from one church to
If there was anything that saved this awful, awful weekend, it was that Ian has convinced himself to join the performance (and did amazing), Mahal sang her lines perfectly, Cashmere lent us her baby doll and pitched in for Avril
Heya, December. Today, my brother dropped me off a few meters from the overpass where part of the road was being fixed. AGAIN. Malolos, you need to stop making a hobby of fixing roads. You could also, you know, fix
This is a story about me sat beside a woman having seizures in a jeepney. You gotta look at the monster on the face. After early morning mishaps, me and my brother lodged ourselves in the almost-filled jeepney by McDonald’s,
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