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Ang Davao Pomelo Jasmine B. Suiza March 1, 2022 Ako lang ba yung noong nakatikim na ng Davao pomelo, tumaas na ang standard sa prutas na to? Yung dati naman nakakatikim ako ng ibang klaseng pomelo e, ok lang, pwede na. Pero hindi remarkable. Pero nung nakatikim ako nito nung nagpunta ako sa Davao around 2017, ito na lang yung pomelo na kinakain ko. Maaaring minsan ay maliit, may mga marka, hindi makinis, pero kapag nabuksan at nasubukan, napakatamis at siguradong hahanap-hanapin mo. Ewan ko ba, pero bakit naisip ko na ang Davao pomelo ay parang si Tatay Digong? Hindi perpekto sa labas, hindi yung nakasanayan nating "disente" na politiko, pero napakabuti ng loob. At dahil sa pagmamahal nya sa mga Pilipino, pati ako na walang pakielam sa politika dati, ngayon ay handang ipagtanggol sya sa pintas at fake news. Ang klase ng kanyang pamumuno, talagang hahanap-hanapin mo sa susunod na pangulo. Salamat Tatay Digong. Dahil sayo, masasabi ko na ngayon na, ang sarap maging Pilipino!

Will It Be Different? Jasmine B. Suiza 26 Feb 2022 Sometimes I wonder if life will be different if I have someone. Will there be someone who can comfort me when I feel burdened, Or someone who can calm me down when I experience moments of panic? Will there be someone who will stay when all of my brokenness surfaces, Or someone who can tell me I am valued even I don't appreciate myself? Will this ramen I am slurping taste a bit more umami? Will the songs I sing sound more heartfelt? Will traveling be more enjoyable? Will I be able to write more poems and express my thoughts better? Will there be someone who will see through all the ugly, broken, and beautiful pieces of me? Sometimes, I just wonder. [Written while slurping my ramen, at Modan Yaki Japanese Restaurant]

Credits: All photos from Canva

  Credits: All photos from Canva

Jasmine B. Suiza February 13, 2022 " My batchmate gave birth to her second baby!" "Wow! My friend just got married!" "He's so young yet he got a new house!" “Summer body goals! She lost a lot of weight!" These are the thoughts running through my head while I see my friends' social media posts. Am I happy? Yes. I am happy as I see them accomplish their goals one by one. Am I jealous? I won't deny. Their accomplishments are the same dreams that I hope to reach too. Most of my life, I am comparing myself to other people. It's as if my self-worth is dependent on them. Because of this, I have the tendency to be always competitive. With my batchmates and friends, at work, and even with my service - I always want to do my best. Being competitive is not wrong per se, most especially if there's a valid reason. But sometimes, I find myself being tempted by Satan. Because he knows my weaknesses, he attacks me by making me feel envious about o