• It’s me and a set of keys

    During the week-that-never-was (i.e. Hell Week Version N), our flat Bora saw a lot of friends come and go to relax and/or to study. One of those days the resident keyboard was whipped out. And then after everyone left, I put myself to the task of playing in my natural mediocre fashion. I can only play maybe…

  • Holiday Hairstyle

    Last Saturday I lost twelve inches of hair and a couple of pounds to go with it. All in the spirit of Christmas.

  • A moment of silence

    For Ate Risa’s father, who passed away earlier today.

  • A study break featuring 1D

    Involves me reading up on this promising review on One Direction’s latest album, and just. It’s 3AM and I’m so proud of them. This: We’ve come to expect a few years of bombast from groups like this, then a soft slope down toward a break-up, followed by D-list name recognition punctuated with the occasional guest…

  • on the rewards of slothism

    I have lived by several mottos through my (19-years-one-week-and-ongoing) life. One is Time enjoyed is time not wasted; another is No regrets, and also maybe You only live once, when I’m feeling especially ultra-dated-mainstream. In effect, my philosophy in life is always to do things that I enjoy for myself (because, perhaps, my life motto…

  • Protected: Issue N + 1

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  • Life Update #724687

    And two (or three) other observations along the road to Laguna: The things I say are often inconsistent. It’s not that I lie (though I admit I enjoy a bit of innocent deception); it’s that I forget, quite easily and unfortunately, so I have to make things up to even finish a story. I know…

  • It’s a matter of definition.

    The phrase cultural appropriation is gaining weight in the criticism of popular media, a provocation brought about by hipster smokers dancing to music festivals while wearing First People attire, by the music videos of the likes of Miley Cyrus, Katy Perry and Taylor Swift ostensibly mocking the ways of African Americans and ghetto communities. And now –which…

  • To Watch: INTO THE WOODS

    I first watched Into the Woods (I daresay the definitive version, uploaded by a kind soul to YouTube) when I was in first year high school. My then-senior sister had to watch the musical as a requirement for their Lit class; I was defenceless against my natural curiosity, my sister’s want for a fellow fangirl…


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