Author: Karen SueAnn Yao
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My mom bought these shoes from Payless, and yes, I use it and I love it. A couple of weeks ago, my mom randomly opened up to me. She does that. She somewhat wanted to apologize, saying sometimes she feels bad because my sister and I don’t have the latest gadgets. That even if iPhone…
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An open letter to our yaya’s
My mom asked me to do the laundry earlier. I thought it would be just a small load but when I checked, it was a pile of bedsheets, pillow cases, and towels. For those who have no idea how to do the laundry, those are really hard to wash since they get really heavy once…
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I understand the concept of making and keeping a promise. However, if a person was bound by a promise against his free will, I would rather let him do whatever keeps him at ease. For example, what if you promised someone that you will never leave his or her side, but you fell out of…
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Online shaming has turned into an abundant practice nowadays that people tend to forget that there are always two sides to every story. Do not act all high and mighty with your story acting like you’re a hero to us all if you can only narrate what fits within your values and principles and if…
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Some graduate with a pen and a book beside them; some using AutoCAD and Adobe; some with a cigarette between their fingers— hell, my friends and I graduated with alcohol running through our veins and with billiard cue sticks in our hands for more than three months straight. Point is, it’s not supposed to matter…
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My friend told me that the girl he likes rejected him but did not reject him; and that she doesn’t want my friend to leave her but she then claims to be “the damaged girl no one will love.” Girls. Anong kaputanginahan nanaman yan? Do you even hear yourselves? Every human being is damaged— we’d…
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I directly asked a dude out before. I directly asked two of our classmates if they were dating before. I directly asked a friend why she’s being annoying before. I directly asked a friend why he cheated before. Point is, I’ve grown enough to learn that not knowing something and not taking chances are pointless;…
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Some graduate with a pen and a book beside them; some using AutoCAD and Adobe; some with a cigarette between their fingers— hell, my friends and I graduated with alcohol running through our veins and with billiard cue sticks in our hands for more than three months straight. Point is, it’s not supposed to matter…
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Someday I will confess to my parents and tell the future kids that ever since I was a college freshman, I haven’t been attending any class whatsoever for the first week of each semester, uptil the last semester of senior year— sometimes even for the first two/three weeks, depending if the professors took the attendance…
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