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No, it’s not as pretty as it sounds. It means that tomorrow I am going to be sitting in a dentist’s chair, with scary-sharp dental tools on medical carts beside me and my dentist hovering over my vulnerable, open mouth covering my broken molar with a porcelain crown. From what...

I met up with an old friend a few days ago, and he mentioned to me he was renting his own apartment. It means he has his own room, his own kitchen, and nobody shares his bathroom faucets, nor refrigerator space, nor living room couch… So happy for him,...

My ever beautiful Flisha looves to pout. I (and some of her closest friends) often tease her “Cuanto kilo ya gaha se labio!” referring to how she juts out her lower lip when she wants something but cannot quite get- yet (more often than not she *does* get what she...

Last October 7, 2010, I became the President of my country. I got to pose like one that is (complete with costume jewelry). This picture was taken in Malacanang Palace, home of our country’s most powerful man- the President of the Republic of the Philippines. I got the chance...

I started debating during my freshman year in college. It was my English teacher who ‘discovered’ me. Well, sort of. Being in a class of science geeks, I didn’t know anything at all about debating. My only experience in debate was arguing with my teacher for a particular grade I...

…is probably an understatement of how I’m feeling right now. I don’t think I’ve ever been scared, and I mean really scared until now. Of course I’ve been scared before. Lots of times. But never in that gut-wrenching, heart pounding, hand shaking kind of way that I felt just a...

For the life of me I still could not understand why some people feel the need to inconvenience other people by, say for instance, stealing a spark plug cap. A spark plug cap! That small piece of insulating rubber that bridges the gap between the spark plug and main alternator...

My grandmother just passed away yesterday afternoon after battling advanced stages of breast cancer for little more than 6 months. I clearly remember the last time I saw her; a sprightly 80-something with wispy gray hairs and a big smile. She came for my graduation from medical school. Though she...

I’m writing this because until now, hours since everything happened, I’m still trying to make sense of it all (even while sitting in front of my notebook computer). It all started roughly four hours ago. I was at the end of a 12-hour shift at the local ER when...

Ever since college, I’ve been asked a lot of times by a lot of different women whether that guy in English who seems to throw quick, sweeping glances her way is interested in dating her. Or whether that dude in Physics who goes out of his way to help her...