…starting you blog anew

It’s almost the end of December — so how do I recover the many days that this blog has been left untouched. I could give you a lot of reasons why I haven’t been updating lately — The Sad, Melodramatic Truth I have been busy with life, particularly saving a dear uncle’s life who suffered…

It’s all about the Benjamins

…or here in the Philippines, maybe you can say “It’s all about the Ninoys…” (Fact: Former Senator Ninoy Aquino graces the PHP500 bill.) Sad to say, it’s money that makes the world go round. I used to dispute this when I was younger and idealistic — I always tell myself and others that there are…

This Growing Up Thing

I must have been a Lost Boy (or Girl) in my previous life, because this Growing Up Thing hasn’t been easy for me. Don’t you sometimes wish that we can go back to the days when we were young and the only thing keeping our minds occupy is having enough time to play, eat, sleep…

Never Lose Hope.

“Abandon hope, all you enter here…” was fittingly said to adorn the gates to Hades. We can always give up whenever our plans go awry. It happens — seasons pass, people change, careers blossom and fade, people come and go. Usually, when this crosses our path, we throw a major emotional breakdown, caterwaul that we…

Uniqlo and the size 29 waistline

Imagine this: You are a person that is a bit particular and slightly neurotic when it comes to your close. You seldom buy anything, but when you do — it’s definitely something you just have to have, coveting it passionately, convinced that it’s a piece you can use over and over. So you throw caution…

KEEP CALM and CARRY ON

Here’s a bit of history: Originally distributed in 1939 in war-time Britain, the Keep Calm and Carry On poster was developed by UK’s Ministry of Information to motivate the public in the aftermath of widely-predicted bombings in the city. This poster was actually the third in a series, which included “Freedom Is In Peril. Defend…

An Ode to Growing Old

I used to be deathly afraid of growing old. I had this impression that people stop having fun when they get old. They get all responsible and boring and they stop finding pleasure in the little things. Now, I realize how effing misguided I was. For the longest time (and for almost the rest of…

The Grind.

Consider this. You wake up as soon as the clock hits your consciousness. You try to hit the snooze button and almost fell off bed doing so. You try to ignore it. Finally, annoyed by the incessant “beep-beep-beep”, you grumble, you wake up, stuff the clock under your pillow, hit the shower, curse the water…

Navigating the tricky world of freelancing

I’ve been doing a bit of freelancing job lately, writing copies ranging from hawking whitening products and convincing women that having white skin is beautiful–an idea by the way that I didn’t support. So, in between writing proposals and project plans for the company, I am also writing spectacularly written copies on the benefits of…