CARLA BIANCA V. RAVANES
IT’S a Friday night and the place is packed with teenagers (and teenagers at heart) rocking the place. Lights danced, speakers boomed, and most importantly, the place just reeked of joy. On the stage, a young blonde Caucasian—who was reminiscent of hipsters in Brooklyn—was speaking enthusiastically and the entire crowd was listening, engrossed with every word.