I had a slow and painful run today. The cross-training I did last Friday did more harm than good. Because the basketball court was filled with people by the time we got there, I did neither stretchings nor warm…
I was invited to basketball by some students. Since basketball could be a chance for me to crosstrain, I said yes. True enough, not ten minutes in the court I felt like giving up. My breathing was worse than…
I’ve been having vivid dreams this last week that unnerve me for days after waking up. The first dream ended with me dying. The second, with someone else’s death. I will narrate both dreams here, not to entertain readers, but…
This is my nephew. On the right side edge of the picture is my sister humming “Lord.. you are.. more precious.. than silver..”
I am a huge fan of songs like Voice of Truth (Casting Crowns), More (Matthew West) and similar songs. These bands are, in my opinion, forging a new stage for the same message that has touched billions of lives in…
I was in the Philippines last week. I garnered a total of 9 people who commented on the present status of my mid-section’s girth. Method of communication varied. But they were mostly comic. There was one I knew working in…
The story I am about to tell you starts in your attic when we had a group sleep-over, the moment you stepped in the first time, in my life. Since that day, I was never the same.
The last drops of rain were still falling when I went out to run. I was first in the footpath beside the river. Ringlets overlapped each other in the water. I was already on my way back when my neighbors started coming out for their runs. I had mine, alone. The entire footpath to myself. No one to judge my stride. No one to inspect my breathing. No one but myself.
The last time I was in the Philippines was the turn of the year 2009. I left on the third of that year, this year.
If I count, I learn that I’ve been away for more than a hundred days.…
I am a boy who grew up in a family who stressed national piety more than household chores. My dad taught us during dinner that if you are blessed, if you get financial success so that your life is better…
I just saw Ratatouille last Sunday with my classmates. I know we are quite late but please don’t bash yet cuz we saw the movie during sneak peak. The rest of Singapore will have to wait til Aug 30. I spent the equivalent of 500 pesos for my ticket and popcorn, but the movie was well worth it.
My last stop today was to the GNC shop. They called to notify me that my membership card is ready for pickup. While looking at their products, I saw their Time Release Melatonin was on a 30% off sale. I…
It was an uneventful day here in Singapore. It was, as my sister said (as she used a quote from my dad) as exciting as watching the grass grow. We took a stroll down to one of the shops to…
School won’t start till another 2 weeks. So I have till then to switch from wanderer to well-directed. So far, it’s been quite distracting.
Also, a day or two after the start of school, Ratatouille will be showing. Wonderful!…
Today, I woke up with a song in my heart. I did not know that a song that touched me as a young kid for its soft endearing melody and captivating scenery would resurface in my well of memories and…
Last week, I saw the movie ‘Lucky You’ with my family. Our dinner after the movie turned out to be a discussion on the rudiments of the game of poker. That discussion inspired a certain curiosity for the game in…
This story began one early morning, before the sun started shining, and I was about to leave for Changgi airport. I was having breakfast with my sister in Singapore. We were having a lovely chat. Just something to make sure…
The elements of life weren’t always plotting against me. I remember the days of boyhood. I did not have a single care in the world. I attended kindergarten and elementary in a big Chinese school of 8 sections per batch.…
I had been a Superman fan all my life. I believe there is truth in those who say sometimes the only reason Smallville does as well as it does is because people are starving to see anything remotely Superman on…
December 27, 2004. Just a couple of days before the turning of the year. I woke up to a regular holiday in our home in Marikina. It was chilly, with the helpers cleaning the house, my Mom supervising and making…
The Spirit of Christmas is about giving, not receiving, they say. I disagree, or rather, I think it doesn’t cut it quite yet. It’s too small scale, too temporal. The Spirit of Christmas is more about sacrifice and growth. Which…