Pat was sick. She was in bed, bleary-eyed and feverish, close to tears due to a general feeling of crappiness and helplessness. “I can’t go out today,” she said on our third day in the island. “I’m just going to stay in the hostel.” She did just that, while Monica and I ventured out into … More Recovering from El Nido
It’s raining outside and the sky has been grey since early morning. My planner is lying open-faced on my desk, reminding me of the Super Important Things I have to do today, but my mind is somewhere else completely. The other day my brother asked me why is it that there are people like me … More Missing Siargao
I’ve fallen behind in blogging, as well as editing and posting the photos I’ve taken in the last few months. So here’s a short set of photos from Easy Adventure in Baler to revive the blog 🙂
Damgo is the Bisaya word for ‘dream.’ I do not recall anymore who came up with the name for our batch, but I do remember why. We write because we dream – it’s as simple as that. These days, whenever I try to come up with a good enough reason for why I write, I’m … More Damgo: 54th Silliman Writers Workshop
On a whim, my friend, Pat, and I got on a bus to La Union and went straight to the Flotsam and Jetsam hostel. It was perfect timing, really, because everyone had just gone home from a long weekend of drinking and partying (from dusk ’til dawn, we were told), so we had the hostel all to ourselves.