The lack of updates can be attributed to a very taxing (yet supererogatory) paper on Maxine Hong Kingston’s novel Tripmaster Monkey. I am grateful to all the people who have helped me. Special mention must be made regarding Daniel, who, despite with his exams of Shakespeare allotted some time to help me organize my paper; Shance, who shared my paper to Daniel because I could no longer stay awake and offered insight on the paper as well; and Andrew, who read my paper but was sidetracked by a terrible migraine.

Someone please give this to me.

Some of my family members arrived in Manila a few days ago. I toured them to the best of my abilities (which was limited since I never went out of home much) and showed them the supposed sights of the place. While I loathe going out much more now, I was able to keep my responsibility as brother and son (somehow). I once only disliked riding on the MRT. Back then, however, I wasn’t forced to lug a very heavy bag while being squished into spaces tighter than those in a sardine can. I absolutely abhor it now: carrying that bag has made my back hurt, even until now, and the sheer violence that is necessary in riding on that train is extremely iniquitous; right now, I have smothered all my desire to go to the chic malls. Read the rest of this entry »