100 Days In China: Prologue

You can call me “King of Wishful Thinking.” Like everybody else, I tend to wish for a lot of things to come true. But I would not be “King” if there’s nothing worth noting. I make it a habit. I do it when I get bored, when I check exam papers, when I wander around Manila, when my excretory system works in the CR, among others. I wish for things that may happen, and I also wish for things that have no chances of even existing.


One night last year, I dreamt of being back to China, the setting was in the school canteen, I conversed in Mandarin, I wore winter clothes and the people I am talking to were from other countries who can speak Chinese as well. When I woke up, I was happy. I saw myself back in China at least in my dreams. Those were the times that I felt dead tired because I worked twenty-plus straight days (Saturdays and Sundays were not in my resting programs yet) my only time for rest is going home, eat and sleep. So seeing that in my dream gave me some reason to get over negativity.

Finding Easter: How do they come up with a date?

I will not give a long introduction to make this post as brief as possible, but I am sure there are people who still wonder how in the world do they know when the Holy Week is in a year.

I am no legit scientist to talk about deep concepts, but I really want to share my knowledge on how to find Easter in a much simpler way.

Songs that Bring Back the Old Times (Part Three: Hear Me Out)

For the first part of this blog series, please click here.

For the second part of this blog series, please click here.

Introduction. High school days, yes, it is indeed one of the most memorable moments in our lives. It is when we had our first crushes, first heartbreaks, and for some, first taste of "romantic" relationships.

To some of my closest friends, they knew what I went through. They may be laughing while they are listening/reading the words and songs that I am about to post here, because they may remember everything, all my crushes and all the stupidity that I did, all the moments I had in China and the Facebook posts that said it all.

It is good to know that we have songs to relate to the events that made us. It is consoling to have songs that can actually speak our hearts out.

So, to all the readers that happened to pass by this post, there's only one thing I ask of you...

Hear me out.