10 years ago, I was in a car with my mom and my sister going to Megamall in what might have been just my 2nd or 3rd trip to Manila. My sister was ecstatic. I, however, couldn’t take my mind off the fact that for the 2nd year in a row, I lost the first level of the campus journalism competition.
This was the memory that had played over and over; during high school, when I won my very first (very minor) writing award, when I was aboard a bus in makati on my way to AFP office to submit my intern application, and then on that chanced volleyball story that gave me my first ever byline.
10 years ago, I had sulked on the back of a car looking up the tall buildings of Manila and thinking, will I ever get to be here?