I am a huge advocate of work-life balance. I think the idea of working at the office in the wee hours of the night is just plain sad. As much as possible, in order to keep my sanity intact, I make an effort to still attend quiz nights, parties and debate tournaments even if I've already gotten myself a job as an online journalist.

And because this ( Read more... )

There's always this lag between the audio and video. Webcam always fails me. Anyway, here's Captain's log number two, full of things you don't need to know. Also, my cheeks. Why is this happening to me.

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It's that time of the year when we sit beside the fireplace, smoke some joint, contemplate on what 2011 has done to us and if last Christmas was indeed our last because the Mayans said the Martians are coming and we're all gonna die next year.

But since we don't want to get occupied with nonsensical paranoia, I figured it's better if we just look ( Read more... )

Five forty in the afternoon, it was raining in Ayala Avenue and I was slowly seething with legendary fury as I waited for a cab. Our flight to Cagayan de Oro was scheduled at 6:50 pm, and the last thing I wanted that day was a missed flight. After three minutes, Jon-Jon, who was centuries late, finally arrived. Told me he had surprise work. It was ( Read more... )

When friends you hang out with most often are island groups away from you, what better way to spend the night than to watch a movie? Yes? Yes.

So Jowee, Jon-Jon and I (we were obviously left in Manila) saw Real Steel tonight and I thought, this deserves some talking about. There might be some spoilers here, so if, like me, you hate spoilers, you may ( Read more... )

No, I'm not referring to the Academy Award-winning Japanese film. This is about my batchmates' and my okuribito (see: departures) from being members of the University of the Philippines Debate Society.




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we're (i, jonjon, biboy and alvin) here at alvin's place in pasig, in the wicked hours of the night.
and it's no ordinary boys' night out, because we're debating.
how.. loser-ly.
but i enjoyed the two consecutive ampar rounds, to be fair.
though at the end of the second round, i already felt my tonsils were bleeding.
this tonsilitis is as mad as ( Read more... )

after two rounds of epistaxis-inducing debates, i, biboy, jon-jon, yang, claire and sir went last friday to the newly-relocated ababu, a nondescript persian diner in up village. the place was quite the same as the old one, save for a new kabuki waiter/waitress, who, consistent to jc's description, had adipose tissues as facial epidermis. (they wash ( Read more... )

1. im officially on the verge of burning out. i have to write two court stories today and i have no friggin idea how to start. i already have my sources, though. court decisions i can't grasp. come on earth, gape and eat me ( Read more... )

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