Depression is a kind of feeling that is hard to explain… is like a little demon in the head that tells a person to feel this, to do that and that sudden desire of not wanting to live any longer.
“A cup in hand, you know it’s worth your while,
A cup in hand, let’s sit and stay for a while,
Let minutes turn into moment,
Let’s sit, let’s talk,
One moment, one Nescafe.”
Before I became a teacher, I was a writer; before I was a writer, I was a researcher; before I was a researcher, I was a production assistant, and before I was a production assistant, I was a neophyte trying to build a career in the corporate world.
With all the heartaches and distress that I have been through, I learned to love myself more. It is the love for me that allows me to let go of those who do not value me, who do not care me.
Sometimes, losing something means gaining more.
I really love Moroccan hospitality mainly because it resembles the Filipino treatment towards visitors and guests. Aside from this, Moroccans, just like Filipinos, they like to eat…
A strong woman is sound. She is rational and has a good judgement. Her intelligence does not merely come from the book, but by her experience in life.
A few years ago, Maldives was just a dream. I could still remember how I spent hours in front of the computer looking at the picturesque photos of Maldives, wishing that someday, I would have the chance to see its beauty for real.
A woman’s worth is not like a piece of meat sold in the market that when it is no longer fresh, the price goes down.
People around may break us for a time being. They may try to shatter us into pieces, but as long as we know how to stand firmly on the ground, we will not collapse.
I’m no longer a girl who cried over boys, but the woman who climbs mountains so high.
Fifteen cities, 24 days, one country, one love, a life-changing journey.
I asked myself what was my purpose of traveling… but I couldn’t fathom the answer to this simple question.