Matagal-tagal na mula nung huli akong magblog nang maayos. Siguro masyado akong naging workaholic, kaya ngayon ibang tao naman ang pinapagod ko dahil sa sakit ko. Pero tama nga siguro ito. Tama itong nakapagpahinga ako.
Kasi gusto ko munang malayo sa ibang tao. Sawa na akong mapagod.
Hello, friends! Please pray for my best friend, Dana. She’s sick right now and was rushed to our university’s infirmary. She just texted me that she might be having measles. I’m sad right now because I can’t be there right now for her (I had to go back to our province this weekend), but her dad and sister went to Laguna today.
Let’s all pray for her. I believe that Jesus is with all of them right now, and I believe that she’s going to be alright. I believe that she’s already healed in Christ. Let’s claim the restoration of her health and strength. Thank you, friends! I really appreciate your joining us in praying.
Thank you for this, Pam <3
Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn. My god, do you learn.
First ever Midnight Jam as a Rhetorician. Got a chance to sing! Got a chance to take a picture with the band Three Days After and my friend, Ruthiebells.
We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, this is the problem I want to have. I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way. Let our scars fall in love.
"Ang paborito ko pa ring kwento ay ang isang direktor ng teatro na minsan ay tinanong ng isang estudyanteng pa-wers-wers. ‘Talaga bang epektibo ang Filipino sa teatro?’ Sumagot ang direktor, ‘Putang ina mo.’ Namutla ang estudyante at dali-daling umalis.
'Tingnan n'yo,' sabi ng direktor sa kanyang crew,'epektibo ang Filipino sa teatro.' “
"Right now, whether you see it or not, God is working behind the scenes and arranging things in your favor."
Naimagine ko si Papa Daddy/Erpats, sinasabi niya, “sa araw na ‘to dadaan si Loreta sa palengke, matyetyempuhan niya ‘yung bagsak-presyong bangus,” o kaya naman, “uutusan si Joselito ng groupmates niya na bumili ng glue, pero kahit mainis siya, makikita niya si Girly sa tindahan ng school supplies.”
Hahaha. Grabe lang, pero magtiwala ka. Magtiwala sa plano Niya.