Opinyon Ko Lang Naman Sa Mga Comments ng mga Mangmang na Mamamayan ng Social Media

Siguro ay nabalitaan niyo ang trahedya ng mga Honeymooners na namayapa habang nandito sila sa Maldives (sumalangit nawa, at nakikiramay ako at nalulungkot sa kanilang sinapit) at siguro ay nag-aantay kayo ng post ko tungkol dito (yaaak, feeling sikat?) kaya ito na at magpopost ako.  Continue reading “Opinyon Ko Lang Naman Sa Mga Comments ng mga Mangmang na Mamamayan ng Social Media”

The Privileged Ozzy

Nasa airport ako no’n at nakapila na para magcheck-in sa counter ng Singapore Air (inemphasize ang airline dahil gusto ko magmukhang sosyal) ng marinig ko ang usapan ng mag-asawang Puti at Pinay. Naisip kong taga Australia ang lalakeng iyon dahil sa accent niya at isa pa, halos lahat ng nasa flight na iyon ay mukhang sa Australia talaga pupunta kasi madaming taga-Australia sa flight na iyon at maraming Pinoy na may Australian Passport. Hindi naman ako niyan masyadong usyosera. Continue reading “The Privileged Ozzy”

It’s A Mens World by Bebang Siy

Unang nagka-mens ang kapatid kong si Colay kesa sa akin. Ten years old siya noon at ako, magtutwelve. Sabi ng mga pinsan ko, nauna raw si Colay kasi mas mataba siya at mas aktibo sa paggalaw-galaw kesa sa akin.

Naging sentro ng atensiyon si Colay noong araw na reglahin siya. Lahat kami, nasa labas ng kubeta, naghihintay sa paglabas ng “bagong” dalaga. Pagbukas ng pinto, itong stepmother ko, biglang pumasok. Hinanap niya ang panty ni Colay sa loob ng kubeta. Gulat na gulat si Colay syempre.

Bakit? Tanong niya sa stepmother namin. Labhan mo. Tubig lang. ‘Wag kang gagammit ng sabon. Kusot-kusot lang. Tapos ipunas mo sa mukha mo ‘yang panty. Tapos sabihin mmo, sana maging singkinis ng perlas ang mukha ko. Ulit-ulitin mo. Habang ipinupunas mo sa mukha mo ang panty.

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Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Ifemelu and Obinze are young and in love when they depart military-ruled Nigeria for the West. Beautiful, self-assured Ifemelu heads for America, where despite her academic success, she is forced to grapple with what it means to be black for the first time. Quiet, thoughtful Obinze had hoped to join her, but with post-9/11 America closed to him, he instead plunges into a dangerous, undocumented life in London. Fifteen years later, they reunite in a newly democratic Nigeria, and reignite their passion—for each other and for their homeland.

source – chimamanda.com

 

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Magpapahiram na nga lang, Pipila Pa

Nagpunta ako sa bangko para panandaliang ipahiram ang aking perang pinaghirapan sa napakayaman nitong may-ari nang sa ganoon ay patuloy pa itong makapamili ng madaming lupa at makapagpatayo ng madaming mall.

Pagdating ko sa bangko ay ga-sawa ang pila. Bilang nagtapos naman ako sa unibersidad na tinawag na Pila Uli Pila ay mani na lang ang pilang ito. Continue reading “Magpapahiram na nga lang, Pipila Pa”

A Strange Filipino in a Filipino Gathering

I saw an invitation card on our dining table. It says, Ninong (followed by my husband’s full name) on the envelope, and inside is a card with the baby’s photo, name, the date and time and venue of the event. I looked at my husband and said, another inaanak.

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Automatic Shutdown

Hi everyone! It’s been a while since I have last posted. Been so busy lately and hope everyone’s doing well! (Chos! This opening is not so me LOL).

Work had taken up my life for the last few weeks, and I went back to drinking coffee to keep me awake. Sometimes even though I am fully awake, I just need a little kick to get started. Continue reading “Automatic Shutdown”

Failing & Free Diving

Yesterday, I met my free diving instructor for my “make up classes”, since as I mentioned in one of my previous posts, I failed my free diving certification.

I came prepared but unassuming. I practiced almost everyday for 2 months before coming back so deep inside, I was hoping to do well but I wasn’t expecting anything either. Two months ago I was over confident, thinking I could easily pass this certification, but I failed. So this time, I have mentally prepared myself for the worst. Continue reading “Failing & Free Diving”