I’ve been digging through my old drafts in a desperate attempt to find something to post that isn’t about running (again). 😅  This was written back in 2013. I decided against publishing it at that time because the story was still raw. But it has been 12 years and I thought I'd share …

For the first time in my entire life, I got scammed. I thought I was smart enough not to be fooled, but here I am. I was on Facebook, mindlessly viewing how my friends spent the last 24 hours. And in the middle of these stories, I came across a video ad. I didn't even bother to watch …

I have always talked about my shoes. Thought maybe I'd also talk about my feet. Haha.  Ugh. 🙄  And here's the thing: I don't like my feet because they're ugly.  You could say they're a whole new level of hideous. Dry, cracked, calloused, wrinkly, and veiny.  (Which do…

But unlike Eve, the devil had nothing to do with it.

I remember reading a friend's post on Facebook that said he will never ride the jeepney ever again. Another also shared about his first jeepney ride after so many years like it's a lifetime achievement or something. Knowing that they're not even someone you can consider rich ,…

Warning: Too much information. Skip if you're easily offended or grossed out.

"Have you had your dinner already?" Mama asked. "Yes," Red replied. "Was it delicious?" "Yes! Where did you buy it?" That would have been an insult. It certainly is my son's indirect way of saying that I cannot make something appetiz…

"How does it feel like?" "Nothing has really changed," I said flatly. "Wait until the honeymoon phase is over." I have been asked this question over and over again for weeks now and I have been repeating my answer with the same flat face. And it is not …

One of the reasons why I never wore a ring or a nail polish is because I do not want to draw attention to my ugly man hands. I never really liked my hands. I've got big knuckles, probably from the knuckle-popping which I am so fond of since fourth grade. I've got big veins that …