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The Chicas not-so Secret Island Remember when you were in elementary school and you had your final exams which are about a quarter or a trimester's worth of lessons crammed in 3 sheets of mimeographing paper. The last part would always be a creat...
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The Chicas not-so Secret Island Remember when you were in elementary school and you had your final exams which are about a quarter or a trimester's worth of lessons crammed in 3 sheets of mimeographing paper. The last part would always be a creat...
on Mar 30, 2013 in: advocacy
Lesbian Activism Project, Inc. (LeAP!) puts a Pinoy spin on the Coming Out Monologues, a project inspired by The Vagina Monologues and originated at the University of California-Riverside in 2007. This March 23 at Conspiracy Bar, catch HUBAD...
It makes me wonder how many cycles of trying and losing I have to endure before I make it. How many times I have to be embarrassed, battered and bruised before I wisely hoist the white flag. Maybe there is a healthy amount of failures that you need t...
on Mar 22, 2013 in: life
photo from ana Today is my boss's last day as Executive Director of our humble Center. OF COURSE I FEEL SAD! She's like a unicorn boss and has been the kind of leader who leads by example and service. I cannot explain how wonderful this perso...
on Mar 19, 2013 in: subproject
A long overdue post. I’m still not yet done with my room rehab but I have done maybe 10 – 15% of work the past few months. I know it’s not even worth sharing but since I plan to have an accurate documentation of my life (and that includes my mi...
on Mar 17, 2013 in: music
All the chances I let by, All the accidents that dot the maps of my life, All of those long worthless nights, All the times that i know I didn’t get it right, Now I know — It brought me to you...