I had a very enlightening chat the other day with someone I knew in college. He claimed that he was suffering from “quarter-life crisis,” an existential malady apparently afflicting people in their 20s. It’s becoming a catchphrase among my friends these days so I decided to pester him about it.
Cashier 1 to Cashier 2: “May customer akong bata, English lang ang alam. ‘Di marunong mag-Tagalog. Yung kapatid kong three years old, tinuturuan kong mag-English. Diba Bisaya lang kami. Sabi ko ‘bawal ang Bisaya, English at Tagalog lang.’ Ngayon ang galing nang mag-English. Sabi nya sa tatay ko ‘wash your hands before you eat.’” My …
I was finally able to watch Synecdoche, New York, the 2008 film that Roger Ebert hailed as the best of the decade. Like any self-respecting art film, it’s gloomy and barely comprehensible with a decent dose of nudity.
Inspired by a genius piece of work and dared by kutchiara, I revised my résumé to include the awesome things I’m actually proud of in various stages of life so far.