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when i am in luv...

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...i do crazy things. and think crazy thoughts. (nothing lewd, just zany ones) and speak gibberish. like, i get dfghorihohn every time i see the object of my affection. he never ceases to nvunrusiapdfk and amaze me. my heart goes nvyutjriyxy and i feel all pviruintyz every time we cnvyrka. being in love feels so ncurnzuiz! if only he would love me back...

SIGH!

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what am i doing? i'm propagating a unicameral form of idiosyncrasy occurring malevolently in meritorious piece of clasterubial brain. in short, nakatanga lang ako . (disclaimer: i didn't make this statement up. a friend sent this via sms and i copied it here because, well, that's what i was precisely doing before i decided to make my fingers dance on the keyboard.) true, this is what i was doing prior to this blog. my brain just refuses to think, and my muscles don't seem like they're in the mood for work. maybe because i've pushed myself to the limit, rising before the sun was up, running here and there, and dropping like a log on my unmade bed long after the world had gone to sleep--every day for the last 5 days. when i woke up this morning, my throat burned, my shirt was wet with perspiration though the fan was on, yet i felt chilly at the same time. hot breath comes out of my nose when i exhale. could it be the flu? i seriously hope so, since being sick was ...

The Ties that Bind, The Walls that Divide

Betrayal. You never see it coming. Even when it's there, dancing in front of your face. Five years ago, a friendship blossomed between two women. They were the exact opposite of each other, but despite this, they got along pretty well. They were practically sisters! They shared the same room in a house, laughed and cried at the same movies, shared the same appetite for food, hung out together, stood up for each other--those sort of things. But then, somewhere along the way, something terribly wrong happened. Suddenly, one of them lost her appetite for the things they shared. In the beginning, it was barely noticeable. But as time passed, one person decided to erect a great big wall between her and her friend. Despite the presence of the "wall", the other friend ignored the gap. After all, they were like family. She reasoned that maybe, their priorities have changed. And inspite of the changes, she was confident that the ties of friendship still remain. But she was wrong. ...

GOOD ADVERTISING

There’s this particular brand of ice cream that I love. It’s a local brand, but it’s not any of those popular kinds that you see on TV or billboards. In fact, this particular ice cream company doesn’t even have a marketing arm to promote its product. You can’t even find this ice cream in the supermarkets. Usually, its outlets are found beside your neighborhood sari-sari store. The best part is, it’s cheap. (Grin!) So, how did I happen to discover this gastronomical phenomenon? One of my friends told me about it. I tried it, loved it, and now it’s my turn to tell my friends about it. Word of mouth. It’s so easy to spread the word. It’s cheap and effective too. As Christians, we are called to mirror Christ so that others may be drawn to Him. So we evangelize. We try Jesus out, we love the new life He has given us, and then we show others how we have experienced His love. We don’t really need any fancy publicity in order to shine God’s light. Our lives should be enough.

Fry Day

It's so hot today. How hot? Let's just say I had to get out of the house before my brain became sizzling sisig! So I got on an airconditioned bus and zoomed to Gateway Mall. I bought myself a drum-sized iced tea and sat down to eat my lunch--fresh garden salad (I'm such a good girl!). I wanted to take off to Boracay and get myself a Jonah's, but then, that's just wishful thinking. The mall's packed. It's Mother's Day, that's why. I'm not a mom, and I don't have a mom anymore, so I couldn't hang out with her in this unbelievable oasis right at the heart of jologs country. I'm sharing a table with a mother and daughter duo. Dunno who they are. It's a "Share-a-seat-win-a-friend" thing. I overheard they're planning to see a movie. Sweet! Bumped into Michelle and Bong. They're trying to seek shelter from the sweltering heat as well. Might stay here a little bit longer. The sun's not very friendly t...

Broken hearted

I’m listening to inspirational music right now as I write this. Not because it’s Holy Week starting Monday. Actually, what I’m listening to are love songs. Love songs from my Savior. I know, I know. Here I go again. Bringing all that religious stuff into my blogs. If you don’t want to read this, I understand. But if you decide to humor yourself, read on. For the past 2 days, I have been feeling low. Heartbroken actually. Not because I split up with someone. There’s no one to break up with in the first place. I am heartbroken because one of my friends isn’t talking to me. It all started last Thursday. I entered the room, and there was none of the customary greeting. Must be busy , I thought, so I let be. But then, the whole day passed and this friend never said a word to me. Still I let it be. It may be unusual, but we all know how moods could affect a person’s day. So it must be just that—mood. The next morning (which was yesterday)...

100% Pure

Pure (pyoor), adj. , unadulterated; uncontaminated; unpolluted; clean; untainted; wholesome; chaste. I have a confession to make. The first time I made this confession left my audience picking up their jaws from the floor. They never thought they’d hear me admit something as unspeakable as sleeping with my boyfriend. There, I let it out already. Three years ago, when I first shared this experience during a CLP of SFC, I was a mixture of nerves. While praying for guidance and inspiration at the prayer room, I made up my mind to share about how God had been generous to my family at the time when my dad was hospitalized, how several kind souls effortlessly extended their helping hands (with checks dangling at the end) to me. But then, God kicked me in the shin and specifically told me to spill the beans. I was new in SFC then. I was on fire, shuttling myself from the city to the country and back just to be able to attend gatherings and small group...

VIVOS EN CRISTO!

In my 5 years of attending ILCs, this year's Boracay Conference is the best! Not only because it was held in the paradise island of Boracay, but because the talks really hit home. I've been in SFC since 1997, and truly, my journey with Christ through SFC is the most adventurous. He has revealed to me facets of my life which I never realized made an impact on how I would plot my future--in the house that my Lord has prepared for me in heaven. And during the last ILC, God has reminded me once again by revealing to me areas of my life which I have turned over to Him, and those which still need overhauling. Indeed, life with Christ is quite exciting. It is a life that is dynamic, alive. It is a life that is full of surprises. And so,as I continue with the journey, I do so with eager anticipation, with expectant faith, with the heart of a child who is gearing up for another surprise from the Heavenly Father. I don't know what He will bring me tomorrow, but I do know that wha...