I can’t believe it. I can’t believe B-MEG won against the team I support, Talk N’ Text. And I can’t believe I’m writing a post on sports. It’s my first [...]

Every sound Rambo’s shoe made as it clapped with the rugged road of Chinatown was sheer joy. It was like listening to bamboo sticks in a folk dance called Subli. [...]

I am writing this piece trying to escape from the numbness of my fingers. It’s as if I am a new-born who types on the netbook for the very first [...]

For the narrow-minded, the people without the virtue of delicadeza, those without the concept of looking back, and without a full idea of how beautiful life is to waste time on unncessaries. [...]

Communication entails people to speak up. But here’s what I’ve learned in my public speaking class, “Many people can speak but only few are saying something.” Journalists are taught to [...]

Here’s the clip of my Broadcast Journalism 101 feature story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFCa10GM1x0

I entered the newsroom. It was noisy. It ought to be. But unnecessary noise. A journalism cannot be conyo. If he does, he is not the Fourth Estate. purpose defeated.

To Plaridel Hall, we walked along this stretch I have later known as Ylanan Street alongside my mom.  This same street is where friends and orgmates now walk along when [...]