slice of life

  • Nobody Asked: Summer Slop

    Maybe it’s unfair to call it summer slop, because truly, I have never been more intentional about my time than I have in recent years. Would my “activities” be considered productive? Probably not, but the things I do are far… Continue reading

    Nobody Asked: Summer Slop
  • Unbitched and Un-unhinged

    Yes I’m sorry, I keep saying the word bitch these days, or maybe most times (which almost got me in trouble when I was a junior in highschool.) Ehem. Anyway, I’m just here to say that I’m not a bitch… Continue reading

    Unbitched and Un-unhinged
  • I’m Wintering and You Won’t Leave me Alone

    For the most part, many of my friends know that I tend to disappear for weeks on end when my social battery is low. But sometimes there are one or two people who think that my being active on social… Continue reading

    I’m Wintering and You Won’t Leave me Alone
  • Ageing, Beauty and Oranges

    At work, there are a couple of older women that I really like. Martha-Lucia always greets me with enthusiasm. She always says she lives every day to the fullest because life is short and you just never know what happens.… Continue reading

    Ageing, Beauty and Oranges
  • A Daily (Non) Ritual for the Unemployed

    A Daily (Non) Ritual I’ve started reading a book called Daily Rituals, it chronicles different writers’ daily rituals for writing but I only read the women’s. Yesterday I took a walk at noon with my sister and niece, It was… Continue reading

  • In my Angry Era

    There are mornings when I wake up with overwhelming rage. It seems to come from a neglected part of myself—the unapologetic, not-so-nice girl that I’ve suppressed for far too long. It’s the version of me that doesn’t conform to societal… Continue reading

    In my Angry Era
  • The Demon at Your Door

    August is here and the garden remains unweeded. The hydrangeas that once brought me joy– one of the few things I looked forward to, would not be blooming this season. They were alive, yes, but my mother, armed with good… Continue reading

    The Demon at Your Door
  • Life as a Magazine Intern

    Life as a Magazine Intern For an unpaid intern, I’ve got quite a few deadlines on my plate. This isn’t something I begrudge, as I actually enjoy the work I’m doing and see this as something valuable in the long… Continue reading

    Life as a Magazine Intern
  • Cats and headaches and bahn mi

    I went to feed my friend’s cats yesterday. While on the way, I stopped by a hole-in-the-wall Vietnamese restaurant. It was just a narrow room that had maybe four to five tables. One table had four people playing cards and… Continue reading

    Cats and headaches and bahn mi
  • We’re good, aren’t we?

    It’s Tuesday, just half past midnight. Last night, I was waiting at the bus stop around the same time. It was my last shift at work. My co-worker made me go live on air to cast the news. My producer… Continue reading

  • The tarot says..

    But do I really have to work in breaking news? Do I really have to be a daily reporter? It’s not what I truly want, is it? Continue reading

    The tarot says..
  • The Ordinary Life of a Main Character

    In films, everyone is ordinary until something extraordinary happens to them. The events are often something external at first, but one that awakens their internal struggles. Continue reading

    The Ordinary Life of a Main Character