I realized I haven’t blogged about Spain half as much as I should’ve. After all, I did spend about a month of my exchange there. The first thing you notice about Alicante, is that there’s no hurry. Everyone seems to be so at ease and focusing on the now. It’s among the only places where … Continue reading Spain- Day 242
Things that my inner voice has said to me the past few days on train rides in a foreign country I now call home; (i) I wonder why there is no universal language if all the emotions we try to convey are more often than not the same with just different strings of alphabets joined … Continue reading Day 23- Belgium
My mum married her first love. My dad married his true love. Together, they gave me relationship goals that meant more than likes and comments. Sometimes, love is not poetic. It can hurt, yes. It can feel like a thousand beautiful dawns rising inside your body. But it’s not poetic. It’s not about those metaphors … Continue reading Relationship goals
I know. I know. I’m not the best of daughters, but my parents? They couldn’t be any better. If you wanna learn parenting? They’re the ones to go to. From how to handle my mood swings, dealing with my midnight cravings, bad grades to how to punish me for the wrong I do. Yeah, I … Continue reading My parents.
I know I’m of the age where you think you should initiate “the talk” but, before you do, save us both the awkwardness and embarrassment. Let me just tell you, it’s not a new for a kid my age to know what sex is. Okay? My friends and I crack sex jokes all the time. … Continue reading Dear mom and dad,