Jessica should hug her; Phillip should apologize.
In these times when fabricated accents bring home the buck for many Filipino families, seeing this Milwaukee kid conversing in Tagalog (And his Tagalog isn’t fabricated; it has soul! Close your eyes and he sounds like your favorite nephew or inaanak) is the most refreshing thing to watch.
To Gabby’s parents, mabuhay kayo! True cultural identity begins with the love of the mother tongue.
Pain. Rejection. And misread contraceptives.
A new breed of Asian drama: The Butsekik
If you make it far enough, there’s old age, where you have to look back at every single thing you did, either with gnawing regret or immense fulfillment.
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies.
Nowadays, with many social networking sites, it is easy to be bad. Being nameless and faceless online is a gift to people who want anonymity while they slam others with words they do not dare utter in person. It is so easy to be mean, so easy to hurt and not think of the consequences.
Now THIS is the blast from the past. No other song screams ’90s than “Back for Good” by Take That. Thanks Boyce Avenue for reminding.
