Beatrice Tulagan
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Student |
| Occupation | Philosophy/Literature |
| Location | Manila, Philippines |
| Introduction | An arrow at flight, an arrow at rest. This Beatrice does not need a Dante to provide a story behind her name. She'll put that up for herself, thank you very much.// Philosophy, Literature, Science nerd. Could also sit for hours thinking of nothing, really. Dabbles in the performing arts. Adores cheap iced coffee, scoring great finds at second-hand bookstores and hiding in quiet library corners with her jazz playlist. Same girl you'll see chasing after her younger sibs around a shopping mall, throwing her head back in laughter over stories and beer with friends, and jumping on the next bus out of town all by her lonesome.// Realizes living in her own little bubble is pointless: as of this writing she is fueled by her interest in LGBT rights, secular ethics and educational systems. Hopes she'll get to contribute to society one day by being an influential professor/writer/both. |
| Interests | banging on the drums. spur-of-the moment traveling without much thought to the destination and the consequences, without hesitation. singing Adele at the top of her lungs in the shower. dragging her bestfriend or her sister to Ministop at 2AM for coffee jelly. zombie movies and The Walking Dead. protest literature. her mom's corny but adorable knock-knock jokes. conversations with strangers. pounding on her cell's keypad when an idea for a poem comes up. Plato, Rousseau Marx, Barthes, et. al. Urbandub, Sinosikat, Updharmadown. being bribed with food. fishball and kwek-kwek. lomography. wearing her dad's long-sleeved polo's to bed. long bus rides. that ferry ride to Corregidor which sealed her love affair with the sea. secularism. neon pink and classic red lipstick. |
| Favorite music | Grunge rock to John Mayer to Jazz. |