A Bag of Blood

A Bag of Blood

As I was carrying a bag from the grocery, a man approached from behind, “Sir, do you need help?” A scrunched forehead was my only reply, “For what?” I asked. “Your bag must be leaking. Is that pork blood?” “No. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘯.” October 7th – I...
Breaking the Shackles of Emotional Addiction

Breaking the Shackles of Emotional Addiction

For most of my adolescence, I have always searched for the sensation of having something to feel. It made me feel more alive—more human. The devoidness of emotion scared me; it was an innate fear I had hidden under layers of facades that I had forgotten its existence....
SELAMS organize first-ever

SELAMS organize first-ever

In the spirit of fostering camaraderie among its students, the School of Education, Liberal Arts, Music, and Social Work (SELAMS) arranged its first-ever dean’s hour last November 6. Organized by the school’s student council, the event highlighted ‘belongingness and...