I woke up in a motel in the middle of a cornfield with a hot guy beside me. I froze for a second. I checked under the sheets. We were both naked. You slut! I panicked. I inspected my hands. No ring, thank God. Wait a minute, I was not in Las ...
Holy soot! I've been here in the US for seven weeks and I haven't seen a single movie. My films, which I screened in San Francisco and the Iowa Cinematheque, do not count. So tomorrow I'm going to the Coral Ridge Mall to see Nick and ...
For weeks now I've been trying to decide on getting a tattoo on my right arm or neck. Not because tattoos are gaining a new visibility. It's a way of marking the completion of a new book, a new chapter in my life. But I have to think it over because ...
In the presidential debate last night, John McCain addressed Barack Obama as "That One." An entrepreneur was quick to cash on the one-liner by registering it on the web. The Web site is a one-stop shop for “That One” T-shirts emblazoned with the Obama campaign ...
After spending a hyperactive day -writing an essay, enjoying cups of coffee, having a haircut, ogling boys in the library- I suddenly became depressed. Wala lang. Maybe it's the gloomy weather. The emptiness of my room? Is it because my crush at the Writing Workshop snubbed me today? Maybe I'm just tired. ...
