"The world is too big," she said, "but that doesn't mean we stop searching."
The start of the decade bore witness to bright-eyed Joy in her senior year of high school -- fiery, argumentative, passionate, and certain she was going to be a lawyer. In career day, that's what she told everyone she would be -- voice of the voiceless, defender of the oppressed. The end of… Continue reading Of dreams, culminations, and new beginnings
It's been exhausting being Filipino recently. One would think one would get numbed by the flurry of events: by incandescent words thrown almost blindly by the man the plurality made ruler, by disposed bodies of the unfortunate, by the crumbling institutions. I wish I'd just be numbed. Yet I'm glad I feel every bit of… Continue reading When bleak is bleakest
I wish the palms of my hand were big enough to create shelters for those who have no home to call their own. I wish my voice were loud enough to speak for those whose voices have been silenced, whose rights trampled, whose dreams crushed. I wish I had pockets deep enough to assist… Continue reading Ordinary miracles
The end of every year shows Twitter in a flurry of activities: people tweeting about the things they're grateful for; about things they wish they had done, or done better; about lessons they learned or lessons they wish they were taught. On my part, I decided to go on a sharing spree about the good… Continue reading Great Balancing Act
This is the part, you've got to say all that you're feeling, feeling Packing a bag, we're leaving tonight when everyone's sleeping, sleeping Let's run away I'll run away with you P H O T O D U M P
You found me Where will we go from here I swear I belong This is where I belong Where do we go from here? Keep me It was the second night of the usual vacation festivities -- intoxicated bodies in swimwear, hair tousled by the breeze, the smell of salt clinging to our… Continue reading The world is our playground and we will always be home
And second? Well, I really hope to kick ass in law school. Wish me way, way more than luck.
Of perpetual finds 