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  • It’s nice to be back

    In a previous blog post (with bonus short-form audio), I’ve already shared what it felt for me to take engineering for undergrad. I even shared with you what it felt like to go back to the place I used to spend those five years getting through the motions of college life. But seeing the teachers Read more


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  • Eventually, you’ll be found out

    We’ve been taught how the mouth speaks out of the abundance of the heart. But I wonder, is there a way around it? Can you pretend to be someone you’re not, and no one will ever find out? Or when will the slip-up happen? Where you cannot keep it in any longer, and your true Read more


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  • Old bird

    While doing my laundry, I was surprised by how brave a Eurasian tree sparrow is, eating food scraps at an arm’s length. It also kept peculiarly bobbing its head my way, making me wonder if it’s just the bird checking out on me. Was it afraid I’d sneak out on it? Later, I realized why Read more


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  • How to live through the day without a phone?

    Actually, I never thought about it until my phone failed to boot up one day. It wasn’t like the phone had been showing signs of system failure. No. It just decided to stop working, and there was nothing I could do about it. Okay, perhaps all the accidental drops (like how it fell from six Read more


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  • Burdens you carry

    They consume you and seep through your thoughts until they are the only thing you can think of. They affect how you relate to people who hurt you, lied to you, and made a fool out of you. It feels like waking up from a bad dream, that you never want to cross paths with Read more


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  • The relationship network

    Have you ever been in a situation where you know someone who knows someone who knows you too? If you haven’t heard about the six degrees of separation yet, here’s a short definition from Wikipedia: Six degrees of separation is the idea that all people are six or fewer social connections away from each other. As Read more


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  • I used to be here

    Alone in a city where I used to live for five years, it felt nostalgic to be back. While some things have changed, others remained the same; similar to how my life went. The things I used to complain about a lot then didn’t matter now, but I remember some things: the people I used Read more


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