On short hair prejudices

short hair

A brawny┬álooking man came up to me and told he’s the one cutting my hair. I was slightly taken aback as I show him a photo of the undercut I want. I have to remind myself, I am in a salon and not in a barber shop. Seated, looking at myself in the mirror, I contemplated for a couple of minutes before I finally decided, let’s do it! With my closed eyes and pounding heartbeat, I let him shaved my hair.

I was known for having the best-maintained hair in my early teenage years. Continue reading

The Rest is Noise

The Reast

There is a similar title published by Lourd De Veyra via Spot.ph and a non-fiction book by Alex Ross. In pursuit of┬áfinding the more important things in life,┬áI fancy this phrase ‘the rest is noise’. There is beauty in silence, in the hushed sound of your own breathing, birds chirping outside the window or even the continuous sound of the room’s air conditioner is quite calming. Personally, stillness aids in bringing a total perspective of every situation.

As inaudible thoughts come into writing, allow me to pass on recent realizations. Foremost is how I consciously bring constant pain to others and endure a heavy burden on my chest afterward. My spiritual journey has become a cognitive process, a mindful effort to always do the right thing. Notwithstanding, I firmly believe that goodness naturally comes with people yet we are also capable of causing others to suffer. This moment of silence brought an emotional clamor, resulted into telling myself, “I should know better next time”. There is always something to be loved about a person, I just have to let love eventually wins. I say a prayer of forgiveness and courage to let go of my deep-seated resentment that comes with the fleeting sense of guilt.

Secondly, how series of circumstances tested my own principles. It’s challenging to stand ground when the universe seems to be tempting to go against one’s general truth. I guess I needed the pause and a step back as Ate Ed’s talk┬áresonated in my subconscious. My younger self will cringe when I say this but in the truest sense, attending regular church service has been life-changing.

There is so much unnecessary noise in the real world and if we can only filter the good things like how we┬áintend others to see us virtually, then we will be in┬átotal peace. Fortunately, that is not the case as certain uproars are essential for one’s growth. If you are resting in absolute peace, increase your volume frequency because you are still alive.

Sunday Currently Vol. 2



Nothing, in particular, just constant updates on Facebook. Okay, I’m reading the plot of some riveting movies and documentaries in IMDB playlists


Aside from this Sunday Currently, nothing else.


Soundcloud playlist dubbed as Vandals on the Wall’s 100 essential Filipino tracks of 2015, currently playing Nice Choreography by Stomachine.


Gaspar Noe’s Love which was released in 2015 Cannes Film Festival. It’s like Closer (2015) and Blue is the Warmest Color (2013) combined but intensified in some levels. I’m planning to watch Enter The Void (2009) by the same director soon.


About having my first office-acceptable undercut, I need to wait for a few more weeks before I can shave sides of my hair. Emphasis on the office-acceptable because I don’t want to look like a lost, full-blooded rockstar princess in a corporate setting.


The scent of my freshly washed bed sheets. I prefer plain white bed linen, it gives the feel of sleeping in a hotel bed.


For someone to buy me yeast and deliver it to my place. I want to bake soon but I’m so stubborn to go out. Friends, please buy yeast for me and I will cook for you.


A comfy dress ­čÖé


I love how my beef bolognese turned out today, I came back to the home-cooking mode and loving it. I’m also baking chicken!


To have the willpower to continue learning how to play the violin. Don’t get me started on what stage I am in now in this musical undertaking. Six months of infrequent self-study and I only know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star up to this date.


To process the refund for my unsuccessful remittance last Friday night. It’s my third time to have transaction issues about remittances, twice in Western Union and the first time┬áin eRemit. I should get┬áaccustomed to this kind of frustration but oh well, still hassle.


Content, I think it’s a positive feeling of not wanting more nor less. Does it equate to genuine happiness? I think so ­čÖé


Researching about Sundance movies and watching the trailers.

The Sunday Currently was originally created by SiddaThornton

Love (2015)

CaptureMurphy is an American living in Paris who enters a highly sexually and emotionally charged relationship with the unstable Electra. Unaware of the effect it will have on their relationship, they invite their pretty neighbor into their bed. Source: IMDB

Notes on Blindness (2016)


NOTESIn the summer of 1983, just days before the birth of his first son, writer and theologian John Hull went blind. In order to make sense of the upheaval in his life, he began keeping a diary on audiocassette. Upon their publication in 1990, Oliver Sacks described the work as ‘the most extraordinary, precise, deep and beautiful account of blindness I have ever read. It is to my mind a masterpiece.’ With exclusive access to these original recordings, NOTES ON BLINDNESS encompasses dreams, memory and imaginative life, excavating the interior world of blindness. Source: IMDB

Tindahan Tales

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This has been published in Philippine Daily Inquirer dated May 11, 2017.

Our family is buying our first ever air-conditioned car, a Mitsubishi L300 cab. Yes, you’re reading it right, the typical L300 white delivery van you usually see roaming in your hometown – that is my father’s dream car.

I used to reject the idea of us buying a delivery vehicle but in retrospect, I believe my father deserves to get what his heart desires after all. To give you a background of what it’s like to live in a sari-sari store household and the reason why he wants to get the L300 van, be my guest. Read on, sir/ma’am.

My parents were never employed, my siblings and I were raised in a house with an extended sari-sari store and bakery in one. We used to live in an overcrowded area in Quezon City near Landmark, this was where my parents first ventured into self-employment. To give you a picture: If you are riding the MRT, departing from North avenue bound to Taft, you can notice a series of cramped makeshift houses beside Landmark – we used to live there until I think I was 7 years old before we transferred to Bulacan and even up until some time in college, I used to stay there because of its proximity to PUP, Sta. Mesa compared to Bulacan. I wouldn’t say that the place was out of harm’s way┬ábecause real-life gangsters and knife-carrying neighbors clashing┬áon the side street are real, believe me. Despite the unfavorable environment, my parents made it clear to us to always behave in a proper manner, reach out for their hand to bless every time we reach home and to actualize kindness to others. The only thing that we cannot compromise during difficult times is my mother, Mama is like our kryptonite. When my mother lovingly speaks, no one can resist her charm within the household — everything can be settled, including petty sibling argument.

Both my parents usually wake up at 4 in the morning to open our store, go to the wet market, look after the bakery operation while attending to buying customers. It was their daily routine for as long as I can remember – no weekend off, no holidays. We even had a karinderya and tried selling vegetables one time! When we try to go out as a family once in a blue moon for an occasion, our constant concern would besinong┬ámagbabantay ng tindahan?” When I say “Go out as a family” that means going to a nearby mall and eat in a nicer restaurant than Jollibee, our favorite was Max’s. In most cases where we cannot close our store, either of my parents would buy roasted chicken or ice cream┬áto liven up the mood of our home and then everyone’s happy.

Our first ever out of town as a family happened two years ago in Batangas which coincided with their 26th wedding anniversary. Now that my siblings and I can somehow set aside a budget for our little travels here and there, we want to give them the experience they never had because of absolute dedication in providing everything we need and securing our education through the sari-sari store. I detested waking up 5 in the morning and be the assigned weekend┬átindera for the day but right now, I couldn’t be more grateful┬áfor┬áour family’s collective efforts to keep our humble business up and running.

It’s challenging to raise a family of six and I can only imagine the hard work my parents had to go through starting from a small-scale sari-sari store. If there’s one significant lesson my parents imparted us through all these years is that nothing worth having comes easy. It’s a mix of persistent dedication, hard work and having fun along the way. After all, my father wants the L300 van so it’s easier for him to pick up goods from the supermarket to our home. Even at his age, surviving two abdominal operations and a mild stroke, my father won’t settle down in managing our business. He specifically┬áwants the L300 Mitsubishi cab because it’s air-conditioned, I believe a little luxury wouldn’t hurt.