To you, Who I've hurt with my words; Who I've hurt with my actions; Who I've hurt in any way: I'm sorry. These words are all I can come up with. I've opened up about some things with my friends a couple of weeks ago and we concluded that people might misunderstand me. With… Continue reading An Open Letter to the People Around me | Journal
You know something's wrong when you start second-guessing yourself.
When you feel like everyone around you is moving forward, remind yourself to hold on and keep doing what you do best. Your time will come. 🙏🏻
On the 30th of June this year, a new administration will be governing this country. This government was chosen by millions of Filipinos last May 9. However, before I talk about our new government, I'll talk about my first election experience as a new voter. I registered late because I had to weigh a lot… Continue reading Of the Filipino, for the Filipino, by the Filipino | Opinion
I am sentimental. I like keeping memories. Keeping tabs of what has been happening in my life. In fact, I like it so much that I often get peeved whenever others forget even those sort-of-major moments in their lives such as those sort-of-insignificant firsts. I like to remember things and not forget especially the happy… Continue reading On Sentiments and Memories | Journal
Dear Mr. Right,
As a daydreamer with a vivid and colorful imagination, it was hard for me to put my daydreams of my fairytale man to the side. But I am.
It’s hard to truly let go, and let God work. This comes from someone who is a recovering control freak…especially when it comes to relationships. I wanted to control every aspect: the meeting, the pursuit, the conversation, and the timing. I was always told that my Mr. Right is somewhere out there. After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea. But I didn’t want just a fish… I wanted my one true love and I wanted him NOW.
I was impatient. I searched for love and acceptance in all the wrong places. I sought it out in people that continually failed me. I would often see a guy in Starbucks and think, “could he be…
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All the feels…
Dear daughters of God,
Contrary to what you have heard, I do exist. I’m no fairytale hunk with big muscles and thing for chick flicks (although, I may or may not have a man bun). So, put your daydreams of love off to the side for a minute and let me tell you what makes me, “Mr. Right” and why people keep telling you to wait for me.
The first thing I really want for you to understand is that I was not born your Mr. Right. I promise we weren’t destined to cross paths and lock eyes from across a crowded room and fall hopelessly in love. God has been working in my heart for YEARS! Do you realize what was in my heart before Christ saved me?! Of course you don’t because we haven’t met yet, but I can promise you it is equally as crazy and sinful as…
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"Siguro, rich kid siya at di pa siya nakakasakay ng jeep." Ito yung madalas nating biro sa tuwing may nakakasalamuha tayong walang "jeepey experience" sabayan mo paa ng pagkaconyo niya. Stereotype na nga siguro na porke't mayaman, may sasakyan at di kailangang sumakay ng jeep. At dahil na rin siguro, tatak ng Pilipinas itong jeepney. Sa… Continue reading Kwentong Jeepney | Journal
It's not always that a Pope - the highest in rank for Catholics (priests) - visits the Philippines. In fact, it's already been 20 years since the last visit of a Pope to the country. I'm just 20 so it wasn't possible for me to be able to take part during that last Papal Visit… Continue reading “Fangirling” on Pope Francis | Journal