Mikee likes to refer to herself in the third person sometimes.

This online journal is a collection of stories from the classroom, the corporate office and everywhere in between.

Even if it’s a dumb story, telling it changes other people just the slightest little bit, just as living the story changes me. An infinitesimal change. And that infinitesimal change ripples outward –ever forgotten, but the stories will last. And so we all matter –maybe less than a lot, but always more than none.

–An Abundance of Katherines, John Green

It is crucial for her to find Anne through her stories, for Anne is the adult who knows the difference between right and wrong and acts after deciding carefully without letting her soft side take over. Mikee is controlled by her child self who is deeply fascinated with all things bright and beautiful. Her parent self, contemplates her actions and guides her with virtues close to home. And if you don’t know what the metaphor means, think id, ego, superego –concepts from Psychology, a science she seeks to spend her lifetime studying.

She leaves it to your better judgment to decide if her thoughts are worth sharing and if Anne is worth finding.

I stopped the tears from coming on the way to work today, but they poured anyway as soon as I saw Jessica.

Today I am hurt, and angry; I can barely see anything else. The emotional exhaustion has become a constant companion I’ve gotten so good at taming the (invisible) monsters. But this morning they won, crashing on the walls I worked so hard to build.

I think about dying a lot and wonder about if or when I go, someone will finally realize that the signs have always been there. That the words that flow are cries for help, or comfort, or a listening ear (that does not judge) at the very least.

The wait did me good, I reached a sense of calm, ironically with coffee. This afternoon went by so fast, I almost did not keep up. But I write with a grateful heart that today I chose not to give up.

At the Ascott BGC, for the launch of Storm Squares. Apparently Ateneans roam this side of the world. I ran into 5 people I personally know.

The very creative centerpiece on our table.

With Francis Kong –I’ve seen him twice this year!

Currently at Fully Booked waiting for the traffic to die down.

Just finished my third prose and poetry book (I started at 5:30). I instantly fell in love with Rupi Kaur’s words. Indeed they hurt, break, love and heal.

It’s been a good day after all.

My dearest Gabi,

I found myself in the baby section of the department store today because I was hoping to find a tutu for Timmy (don’t ask). 

I know it’ll be 5 (or more) years until I meet you, but I am writing this to let you know how excited I am for the day I get to hold you in my arms for the first time. I cannot wait to kiss your cheeks and touch your little fingers. I’ve been studying human behavior for a while now, and it is with the highest hopes that I pray that my passion for children will serve our family well. But I still have a lot to learn and a lot to prepare for so that one day I’ll be worthy of being called your Mom. Until that day comes, I promise to learn more about the world so I’ll be able to share it’s many wonderful secrets with you. 

All my love,


The past 6 Saturdays have been spent in a cozy classroom in Makati. The teacher in me refuses to hide behind the computer screen 5 days a week, so I signed up to become a learning coach for The Ultimate Learning Accelerator (TULA) Philippines.

TULA is a “chain of after-school learning centers that seeks to fill in the gaps that kids struggle with at school and help them build life skills that they need in order to succeed in the real world.”

Kids ages 6-13 are welcome to enroll in the programs at 600php/week (1 session) or 700php/week (2 sessions). Public school students also get a discount as long as they present their ID cards upon enrollment. The session is  2 hours long, and is spent learning about English or Math, and a super special mission (visit the website, or hit me up to know more about it! *wink*). I also think that it is pretty cool that we are called coaches instead of teachers. Meanwhile the students are referred to as learners. Personally, I find the entire experience a perfect balance of formal and fun.

Like I said, my coaching schedule is every Saturday from 9AM – 4PM. I am moving to the Pasig Center tomorrow and I am incredibly excited to meet my new learners. One of my favorite things about the experience so far is my growth and development as an educator. Since I only work part-time, the TULA team provides lessons and instructional videos to help coaches like myself prepare for the sessions. The center also has a specific and structured approach; I absolutely love that I get to practice and explore different teaching strategies and techniques. I wish I had learned all these when I was teaching in the public school!

As a teacher, it is not enough that you understand a concept or theory. It is crucial that you also know how to explain a concept in the simplest way possible. Here is one reference that TULA passed on to me, which I am now passing on to you (if you are a teacher, or would like to teach in the future).

This week’s English lesson is about Verbs.

Enjoy! :)

  1. Gumugulong-gulong na ako dito sa kuwarto. (How to be alone po)
  2. Tulad ng utak kong pagod nang kakaisip sa iyo.
  3. Hindi na ito tama.
  4. I miss you, Timmy.
  5. Closer, on loop.
  6. Hindi na tayo nagsawa, bes.
  7. Hindi na makatarungan ang magkakambal na kilig at pait.
  8. I wonder if they can hear me singing from outside.
  9. 32 unread emails from work. Shit.
  10. Layuan na kaya kita?
  11. Kailan ko ba ito naramdaman sa’yo?
  12. Saan nagsimula?
  13. Paano ko tatapusin?
  14. Hanggang dito na lang naman tayo. Wala na itong kinabukasan.
  16. Applicable rin pala sa iyo ang mga salitang isinusuka ko.
  17. We don’t talk anymore like we used to do.
  18. Beard. (?)
  19. Anong  oras kaya ako makakatulog?
  20. Kailan kaya ako mapapagod?
  21. Hindi na ako makapaghintay para sa linggo.
  22. Ang daming problema  ng Pilipinas tapos ako, heto, nabibigatan sa mga bagay na dapat magaan lang.
  23. Ok bye

I don’t drink. Not because of a pretentious/self-righteous reason but simply because I do not like how it leaves a strange taste in my mouth. As soon as it touches my lips, I recoil. Get out of my system, my body seems to scream.

The past two nights however have been drowned with liquid courage. I have been alone in a hotel room far away from home. The only way (it seems) to lull myself to sleep is by going through a few bottles (it was the boys’ idea).

I like how it empties my brain. I no longer feel fear, anxiety, worry, and dread that often haunt me until the wee hours of the morning.

I am not entirely proud of myself. But at the very least it helps me silence the monsters in my head.