Have Beens and Will Bes Are Fate's Mysteries

This article is dedicated to my friends in high school, Class 2005.
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In our hearts forever praise thee, our Mother. In our hearts forever love thee, our Mother.

Aren’t these lines familiar to our ears?

Good thoughts be told, these lines of the Alma Mater song have become a regular melody to those whose ears have once resided the halls of Consolatrix College (CC)--the lines signaling an end of a ceremony or a special event. These are the lines that forewarn one for a passionate run to a bag grab to get into the spot near Noy Pastor to exit the gate without a pain in the neck and celebrate the undemanding weekends.

Time Offs, Mind Nap, Bumming, and Whatnot

It's been a while since I last published an article here. I wasn't just in the right mind to write some stuff for my blog. It was also planned. 

Since my resignation the other week I was busy bumming at home. Well, it doesn't really sound as if I was totally worthless. I still did some things--things I love doing, of course.

Personal Dictionary of Friendships

I had a very dramatic exit at my workplace. But before I formally left, I wrote an article for all the people I made friends with during my 10-month stay there. It made some of them laughed and others cried as I wrote some of the lessons I've learned from them and the memories I've shared with them. 

My departure was both sad and happy. Of course, I was happy for having left the company, which had me struggled over an inconsistent and inconsiderate boss. I was sad for leaving the people who have already become a part of my life, my routine. Seeing them everyday has become a system--a beautiful one. 

Anyhow, I'd like to share with you this article I've written for them (as requested by a close friend).

Mom, Dad, I'm Gay

How will a parent (mom, especially) take a confession of a closeted gay son?

Courage and Brilliance, Professionalism and Rationality

What does it take for one to face someone he hates and to slap into his face the painful words he doesn't want to hear? The answer is simple: courage and brilliance.

Somebody Has To Say It

You hate him? Say it!

The truth is often painful to hear much more to say it. But somebody has to because it is the only way one learns and appreciates the value of others.