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    Culture,  Essays,  Slice of Life,  Writer's Cafe

    Growing Up in Mindanao: Childhood Memories

    Quite recently, I’ve been having flashes of my childhood memories growing up in Mindanao (partly induced by a legal plant, thank you.) My childhood memories are so rich with images of the country side, long bus rides through mountain tops and coastal roads. When I started college, the bus rides turned into overnight boat rides and the boat rides turned into the more frequent flights. But I always found the bus rides and boat rides more memorable. The longer stretch of time spent sitting and looking out into the landscape afforded for more daydreaming and introspection.  This may have caused such memories to be steeped into my subconscious. A couple…

  • Essays,  Slice of Life

    Stop and Smell the Flowers

        It seems like everyone hates 2020. It has for sure exposed long running inequality and corrupt systems. And while a lot of people feel like their lives have been thrown off balance,  my inner self seems to be unperturbed by this pandemic. Well, first of all, because I am cushioned by the privilege of living in Canada and working in a bigger company. Second, I have for the most part of my later life been a latebloomer. Making this supposed setback nothing new. (Or maybe, my brain just blocked off all my anxieties for the future as a trauma response, who knows?) My timeline’s always been skewed with…

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    Love Language: Leave Me Alone

    I haven’t been feeling well lately. One day, I woke up with a migraine, and on another day I had a sudden stomach cramp at work. The kind where you start having cold sweats and there’s a sharp pain in your stomach. It felt like the onset of diharrea. Anyway, the cute guy at work walked up to and asked me if I was working alone and all I could do was pretend I wasn’t in pain or wanting to run to the bathroom. I looked at my watch and told him “right now, yes.”  Then he mumbled something and walked away. My coworker arrived soon and I just thanked…

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    K-News,  Popcult, Art, Etc.

    Fight for My Way: A Relatable KDrama for Struggling Millennials

    One of my favourite KDramas that spoke to my experiences as a struggling millennial was Fight for My Way. The most popular KDramas in the Philippines have mostly been focused on fantasy and glamour content. But while these were highly praised, I was always looking for something more relatable. Something where I could see myself in the characters. At the time of its showing, I was in my late twenties still finishing up my undergrad degree. Compared to most of my peers, I was at the bottom of an imaginary ladder.  It was during that short stretch between school and unemployment that I found myself indulging in more than my…

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    Nourish,  Slow City Life

    Homemade Mango Bacon Pizza Recipe

    This is a homemade mango pizza bacon recipe inspired by the memory of Greenwhich’s short lived mango pizza. When I was a kid, Greenwich Pizza released a mango pizza and I was blown away by how good it was. I guess the pizza wasn’t as popular as I thought because that was the first and last time I had it. Noone I’ve ever talked to even remembers it at all! I’ve been nostalgic for that taste since forever, never finding anything quite like it. If you remember it please leave a comment below, I just need to know I wasn’t imagining it. I figured I could recreate something similar. This…

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    Hospital Playlist: When did Jeongwon Fall in Love?

    A world without Hospital Playlist feels so empty. Thursday nights have become a watch party where we order in Korean Fried Chicken and root for our OTPs (one true pair). My OTP has always been the “Winter Garden” couple Jeong-won and Gyeo-eul. I first disliked Gyeo-eul’s blunt and seemingly cold character but after finding out about her huge crush on Jeongwon, I rooted for her. I might have identified with the way Geyo-eul went about her crush. Everyone else knew, she could be obvious even towards the object of her affection but she herself couldn’t admit it to the very person. Gyeo Eul is Relatable In Tagalog, we have a…

  • Slice of Life,  Writer's Cafe

    No Quarantine and Chill

    The illusion of choice – It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve gone back to work. I’ve been processing the emotions that came over me when I decided to say yes to going back to work. On the surface, I had a choice. Even if I didn’t go back to work, I would still be covered by the benefits given by the government for at least one more month. My needs weren’t urgent since I still had family who could foot the rent. But for how long would that remain sustainable? I thought about how our workforce was being cut and if things didn’t go back to normal, I wouldn’t…

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    Mostly Manila

    Some time in 2017- It was a scene straight out of a coming of age film. A jam packed apartment turned bar, the crowd singing along with the playing band. My friend whizzes through and gets me to follow her to the washroom where we stand inside with the door ajar as Dee looks on. “Zip me up!” Stellar had been struggling to get into her dress and decided that she’d take an Uber to Saguijo with an unzipped dress instead of changing into another one. “I’m stubborn I know.” She tells me as I try my best to zip her up. “I don’t think it’s you, it’s the dress,…

  • Culture,  Nostalgia Pieces,  Writer's Cafe

    Glimpses of a Filipino Holy Week

    Growing up in the Philippines, I’ve taken for granted the traditions and celebrations we do every year. Christmas starts in September. You won’t miss it because radio stations and establishments start playing Christmas songs on the first day of September. It’s also a very particular type of Christmas song. It’s the ones sang my Jose Mari Chan, dubbed by Philippine popcult enthusiasts as the Father of Philippine Christmas, probably more popular than Santa himself. Over the next months they’ll start rolling out the ones sang by Mariah Carey and other artists but it always starts with Jose Mari Chan. I didn’t pay attention to this until one day while on…

  • Slice of Life,  Writer's Cafe

    Life in the Time of Corona: Dispatch from Vancouver Week 1

    Monday, March 16, 2020 – Our store hours changed and so my coworker and I had an hour of cleaning our counters and taking snaps of products to advertise on our social media accounts before opening shop. Managers were letting us know that decisions were still being made as we spoke. As I was getting off work, I said goodbye to my coworker. We usually say things like “see you tomorrow!” or whatever day one was scheduled but we refrained from doing so because we didn’t know if the store would decide to close down temporarily. “Hey, you never know!” We told each other as we parted. My sister and…