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.

There are some things you do not grow out of:

Crayons, carousels, and children’s literature are some of the many things that help me stay young. I recently found myself enjoying Soman Chainani’s The School for Good and Evil, a fairytale story centered on two best friends, Agatha and Sophie.

I found the story refreshing despite the inconsistencies and undeveloped parts of the plot. I also liked how the author played with gender roles and cliches. Although I am not a fan of the indecisiveness of the main characters, I cannot bring myself to put each book down. I am on the third and final book and the narration is still as thrilling and touching as the first. But what I really like about the series is the author’s subtle discussion of good and evil. I have yet to discover if evil is inherent and cannot ever become good, but I love how something seemingly simple compels me to think about human nature.

Sometimes there is discrimination against books from those who claim themselves as “intellectuals.” The Young Adult genre in particular gets flack among bookworms for its alleged lack of depth and substance. I, however, believe that if a story can take you from one place to another, and let your imagination run wild, then it has served its purpose.

Happy reading!


1. How did I gain so much weight?

2. I wish I never told you. Maybe that way I wouldn’t have lost you.

3. Am I your cover?

4. I want you to understand that this is not easy for me. I need more time. 

5. I am sorry I still haven’g figured things out.

Today’s task: Share the most incredible thing you’ve ever seen in the most boring tone possible.

Physiology class. 3rd year. Professor brought a human brain to class. It used to be an actual person’s brain. It was big. And smelly. And interesting. Uh, that’s it.


Today was the worst.

In my 8 years as a trainer, I’ve never handled a non-responsive group I was not able to turn around. Usually I find a way to connect to my audience –be it children, teenagers, and adults from all walks of life.

But not today. Today, I only had about 30-40 minutes to get them warmed up and engaged in the two activities we prepared. My face was hot with embarrassment after I left the stage. On the one hand, I knew I did the best I could. But on the other, I still felt like I let my team down.

I will no longer go into detail because I do not want to relive the horrifying experience but I am writing this so I don’t forget everything I learned:

1. Framing is everything. Regardless of how little/much time you have with your audience, your first few words will make or break their commitment. I only learned this technique when I joined Greenwich, and it is admittedly something I still need to work on. Moving on, I actually look forward to being the most effective teacher/trainer/facilitator I can be. Mistakes are mandatory. Success is made up of a series of failed attempts.

2. You do not always have to do things alone. Much as I do not blame anyone for the way things ended today, I realized that I could’ve capitalized on my co-facis. I sometimes have a tendency of thinking I am capable of doing things on my own, but today I learned that there is nothing wrong with asking for help. I could’ve prepped my co-facis and clarified expectations but I went to the battlefield unarmed. Nonetheless, during our debrief, I felt nothing but gratitude for having an open and understanding team. I honestly believe that great things are within reach if we learn to better synchronize as a team.

3. Three words: Grace. Under. Pressure. No matter how bad things are going, keep calm and believe in yourself. Be quick to think on your feet and find time to explore what works and what doesn’t. Do not bring your energy level down eventhough everything is going against you. I’m pretty sure I made a fool of myself today, but I am also certain that bad days do not escape the best of us. I was actually expecting to be reprimanded by our managers and the leadership team but I am relieved that they saw through my efforts (or desperate attempts to rise above the occasion, basta iginapang ko bes).

All in all, I am humbled by the experience. I was beating myself up earlier but after further reflection (and some Jollibee) I have nothing but hope for the future.

Today was the worst. But guess what?

It can only get better from here.

I am starting all over again because I found a less emotional challenge on thought catalog.

Describe yourself from your pet’s point of view.

My human likes to sleep a lot. I wake her up at 5:30 every morning, but she gets up at 6. She then tinkers with her phone for a while. This annoys me. If she refuses to get ready for work, then she should play with me instead. I jump at her and try to scratch her face. Finally, she gives me attention.

Her morning ritual includes a lot of singing and dancing. I think she may have taught me how to dance. One time she was playing One Dance by Drake and I don’t know what came over me. I got up on my hind legs and let her lead me to a dance. It was strange. But you know what? I kinda liked it.

What else? Oh. My human is really easy to manipulate. Sometimes when I watch her eat I put on my best version of the (in)famous puppy eyes. It doesn’t work all the time but I’ve been able to try a bit of rice and steamed asparagus. Yesterday she gave me some crispy noodles. It was delicious.

She is my favorite toy and she knows it. But I love her because she takes care of me. She gives me puppy food and vitamins everyday. She also makes sure that I have fresh water twice a day. She bathes me and cleans up after me and walks me (when she’s not tired). She plays with me and tells me about her day. My human also seems to like hugs and kisses a lot so I have learned to hug and kiss her back even though I do not like it very much. When she cries I cuddle up to her until she stops. I wish she would stop crying because I do not like it when she is sad. I like her kind of crazy.

I just don’t like taking selfies.





Today we drove all the way to Carmona to pick up Puppa’s clubs. I was excited to be out but eventually got bored because there were so many stopovers where chatty human and I just stayed in the car. They took me to High Street afterwards so that was good.

I got to walk around, but only after they ate pizza -and not give me any (!!!). I met so many friendly dogs and pet owners! Below are pictures of 2/5 dogs I got to play with: Tiffany the Jack Russel and Bruce the Boston Terrier.

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Pakiramdam ko wala akong karapatang ibahagi ang aking nararamdaman dahil hindi naman talaga tayo magkaibigan. Pero ang bigat. Ang bigat-bigat.

Lalo pa’t alam ko na klase ko ang dapat na destinasyon mo ngayong umaga. Kanina nagtataka ako kung bakit wala pang mensahe mula sa iyo. Kadalasan kasi nagsasabi ka kung hindi ka makakarating sa itinakdang oras. Nakakabigla dahil kahapon lang, nagtatawanan pa tayong dalawa. “Pumunta lang ako dito para kumuha ng pagkain,” biro mo pa. Binati mo pa yung klase ko ng good luck bago ka umalis. Ako naman, walang kamuwang-muwang, nagpaalam sa’yo na para bang may bukas pa. Huli na pala ‘yon.

Noong nakaraang linggo, nakasama kita sa likod ng kotse, sa gitna ng traffic patungong Makati. Akala ko wala tayong mapag-uusapan pero buti na lang interesado ka rin sa Pokemon Go. Naisip ko, ang saya mo sigurong maging kaibigan. Sana lubos pa kitang nakilala. Pero masaya ako na kahit papaano may pagkakataon tayong magkatrabaho kahit magkaiba tayo ng departamento. Ang gaan mo kasing kasama. Walang bahid ng arte o pagmamataas. Konti lang ang mga alaala kong kasama ka, pero lahat ng ito ay magaganda.

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