During my current two-year foray into the Master of Science in Applied Economics (BSMSECO) ladderized program here in DLSU, I have gained firsthand experience in the pleasures and pitfalls of pursuing graduate studies. While this does not make me a guru in the art of surviving graduate school, it does not stop hopeful and insatiably curious…
Author: Shi Ailyn
The comforts of the classics
To read a book for the first time is an extraordinary pleasure. Borne from the anticipation of embarking on another journey through worlds beyond, the mere sight and smell of a new volume is enough to set the hearts of readers aflutter. Even after the nuances of modern fiction and non-fiction (sparkling vampires, post-apocalyptic battles,…
Throughout the ages, collecting has remained a timeless fad. While buttons, stamps, and receipts are the typical collector’s fare, others have been known to collect a variety of oddities. Take, for instance, Graham Barker, who has the world’s largest collection of navel fluff (yes, bellybutton lint!), according to the Guinness Book of World Records. Sergei…
Stories from January
It is of great consequence that January is the month of beginnings – the month to jumpstart newfound resolutions and plans, and the month that brims with hope and energy for the promising year ahead. We tear off old and yellowed calendars and mark our planners with renewed vigor because we know that a historical…
Tsinoys: A cultural revolution
They skillfully weave their way among the crowd – mingling easily with the common folk on their way to school, to work, and to the neighborhood grocery store. They are not fazed at the sight of kids galumphing on the streets or at the cacophony of horns and chatter that are typical of a day…
The Fault in Our Stars
Bring tissue, indeed, because the tale of two cancer-stricken teens, who are both desperate to make the most out of their little infinity, is apparently too heavy a burden for human hearts to carry (and here, you may heave a sigh at the futility of mankind to easily fall for plotlines of the sort).
Proofs of time immemorial
They stand tall and proud – those grey-and-black marble or concrete structures that teem the dusty corners and leafy grounds of our beloved campus, stone lips murmuring secrets of an age gone by. Mute and cold, they stare fixedly at all who pass by – chalk-white eyes immobile, heads held high (or bowed, for some),…
Head to Head: Animation revolution
If switching on the telly and flipping through comic impressions of talking bunnies and shape-changing dogs fail to take you on a trip down memory lane, then generational trends have indeed changed by a wider margin than initially supposed. Admit it – as kids, we would not have elected to wake up at the first…
Because soul-crushing work has never been satisfying without a drop of play or two, the night animal in us was born. We push the boundaries of play with each slosh of the wine and shake of the hip; alcohol drip drip dripping, strobe lights flashing, and blurred, sugary drops of ecstasy swirling on our tongues…
Vignette: The green mark
We have been taught to sit still—hands folded neatly on our laps, and eyes trained on the board – while words bounce over and around inside one of Yuchengco Building’s clammy rooms. We have felt the wind sting our skin and the sun drench us in dewy sweat, as we sprinted across the grounds of…