"Let's go to Fort Santiago on Sunday to see it by night," best friend Angela suggested. Well gulay (vegetable) I'd love to but I have church in the morning and work in the afternoon and you know money and tiredness and all those practical things, I thought with practically no emotion. After all, when it … Continue reading Breathe.



by Esther Elizabeth Suson I am noisiest on Twitter, but not usually to the point where the Tweets choke my followers with the showing-off (this is me speaking. My followers might have another perspective. They most probably do). But I should have known something was off when I started Tweeting about VIXX on a regular … Continue reading Insecurity.