I say, baby, isn’t it crazy that we are born only to die? Oh, but lately, I’ve been counting my stars ‘cos I will spend my whole life loving you. It had just stopped raining when she stepped out for dinner. The streets were still gleaming from the storm, like the afterglow when an awful
In first year college, I was introduced to the idea of having an advocacy. I felt a certain pressure from not having any, so I randomly sought one. Eventually, I landed on literacy. I did an English research paper on it, and ended it there. Yes, I loved reading and felt that everyone deserved the
A guest post by Lish Palacios In my first few days as a freshman at Ateneo de Manila University, I didn’t focus on much else besides simply trying to survive. Survive the crowded hallways, survive the sweltering heat and humid air, survive the “terror professors”, and the ungodly amount of required essays. I pulled more
While most people dread turning twenty-five, I find myself excited. I empathize with the feeling that you need to be X by the time you’re Y, but I try not to see the quarter-life mark as a finish line. It’s just a milestone mark that will only open up more paths and take me further.
Surprisingly, 2017 has become the year of goal-getter. I feel like I’ve accomplished more in the past months than I have in the six years prior, and I still have more plans coming. But for all my goal-digging, I am still lacking in one skill: consistency. When my mastermind accountability group, Goal Diggers, asked our