Finding home

I went home last year empty. I’ve grown attached to the people and place. But just like most places I’ve been to, people move on eventually. Good memories stay. 

Tribute to a Professor

For World Teacher's Day, my teacher deserves the spotlight albeit now in her eternal repose...

Development Communication (DevCom) was not my first course of choice. I wanted to take Information Technology (IT), although a teacher in high school suggested to take DevCom since I planned to study at Visayas State University. I was handling our school publication then, perhaps she saw me as fitting for the course. When I went for enrollment, IT was not offered, only computer science. I thought of enrolling in Biology (since I believed I had a knack for memorization 😅) but that chat with my high school teacher convinced me to enroll in DevCom instead. 

An awful kind of death bed

Young, passionate, and hopeful. But I found myself in a place where I struggled to find my purpose.