Thursday, March 31, 2011

Sis, sali muku DQ kauli mu ne. Chocolate chips. Ampo tang flavor na buri mu. Takman ke. Bali adwa. Freezer meng gad kadatang mu bale. Atsu ku mu naman kina Atchi ku. Ampo pang Jamaican beef patty. Ing half pinatubo flavor. Hihi. Share danaka man. Love you sis. Ne? Bati tana. Please. Love daka. Dakal naku kwentu keka. Pasyal tamu kadatang mu. Libri daka 7 11. Text ka mu (:

P.S:
Don't forget my pasalubong (;


Love,
Atche
suffered from leg cramps again

It was koya's fault. Hahaha. Remember my post last 3/6/11. I also experienced this pain but it was somebody else's fault.

It was past 11 PM when he boarded the bus to Pampanga. But I had my eyes closed between 12 midnight to 12.15 thinking he'll be home in no time. Then out of nothing, I woke up at 1:58 AM, checked on my phone and see if he got home. I guess he did. And maybe, was dozing off to sleep.

So I managed to get back to sleep again. I feel so tired. But my senses couldn't detect any melatonin. Some weird feeling would wake me up every hour, and would tell me to check on koya. Though I was too weak to thumb him up, I was expecting him to at least inform me that he got home. But 'twas almost 4 AM. What was I thinking? He was just from Manila. It wouldn't take that long. "Go back to sleep!!!" I knew that he was completely safe and sound. Just that it was sooooo me. So me to care too much. Still, I blame him for this pain. Haha.

I don't know how to end this post. Hahaha. Let me just share what koya has shared. . .

Kari Jobe - everyone needs a little
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

LEI (03.30)
We talk about a lot of things. And I mean a LOT! From our childhood memories up to our deepest secrets. My favorite topic is when we talk about God. She's my number one listener when I boast about my Daddy God. It's a relief when I get to share my problems to her. Like two days ago, I was able to open up to her what I've been through for the last three months. Strange though. But I find it sweet the fact we could easily catch up even after months of not seeing each other. When I say 'seeing', I meant sitting around doing nothing except chitchatting. Because it's different now, we still see each other often, like weekly, but not to celebrate Friday nights anymore. We're so done with that. We now talk about business matters, agendas, meetings, and all the world could throw out to young professionals like us. Crap. How I'm missing now the old times of our stress-free days. Lol. ILOVEHERSO

NOE NOE (03.31)

Why can't I find photo of us? Yes. I remember. 6 years nakaming hindi nagkikita!!! Halos group pic pa non uso and studio. So high school. Anyway, Noe has a been a great friend to me. He's my best bud since 2nd year high school. And until now, I still consider him as one. Kaso we missed a lot na about each other. Once in a while, like once a year, we get to talk through chat or text. And ngayon ko lang narealize, I miss him sobra. He should be in my wedding day. I should be in his, too. ISOLOVETHISMAN

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

7 11
I so love this store. It never fails to fill my empty stomach. It got more convenient now that I decided to move in at my sister's house. Walking distance nalang eh. I always stop here to buy an ice cream as I do the 10minute walk from kanto to sister's place after a long day at work/church. It makes me extra happy: walking alone while enjoying my ice cream :D


Microwave
This has been my routine for almost a week now. The very first thing I do as I enter the house is to open the microwave and reheat my dinner. Set the table and eat alone.


Shower

Shall I type in details? Lol


Devotion
I came across the book of 1 Thessalonian. I had a glimpse of the coming of Christ. Joy and excitement wrapped my heart. I yearned for more. I wanted to commune with God, to know more about His Word. But I felt like God wasn't speaking to me anymore.

Then I heard a pop sound from the laptop in which I was using to play worship songs. It was Kuya Tim on FB. Knowing that he is a man of God, I didn't ignore his message. He sent me a link which directed me to a wonderful message from God. Deeper and deeper, I started to encounter God in a different way (see link below this post). I was actually sobbing. I kept on crying as I read the story of Angelica. And until now, I can't stop my tears from falling :'(

God loves us. He does. Blessed night!
A VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE FROM GOD. Please read.

GoD bless your heart... He loves you so much. More than you could ever imagine.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

HANDS OFF!
LOOSEN UP!
LET GO!




Dabest! I should have heard this long time ago. . . But it's never too late. Who would have thought I'll come to this point. I am so over it. So over.




Strengthen me, God. I don't want to be in that situation again.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

ON MY OWN

I was on my journey looking for a place on earth. . . Thinking that I should do what I want, or giving myself at least a taste of what they call ‘freedom’, I ran away.

“Where are you going?”

“It won’t be long. I’ll come back.”

“I’ll be with you.”

“No, thanks. I’ll be fine.”

That was it. I stepped out and was enjoying every minute of my trip. No one’s correcting me, no disciplinary action, I was totally free! Stunned by the pleasure I get with my freedom, I didn’t notice how far I’ve gone.

Lost in the middle of nowhere, I stopped and thought of another route. Another way out. I didn't realize how stubborn I was, how much pride was eating my senses. I’ve passed many traps and dangers along the road, yet I didn’t ask for anybody’s help because I was confident I could handle it on my own, or was too scared to hear the I-told-you lines right in front my face. So I trusted my ways. And guess what? I was wrong. I was totally wrong.

I asked myself, what do I really want? What do I lack? Where do I want to go? Who do I really need? Left with nothing else to do, I found myself on my knees, immersed in tears, crying like a little one...

“Just come back to Me.”

I did. And I was once again, restored.

It’s the worst feeling ever - GETTING LOST. And I swore to myself, I’ll never do it again. I’ll never let anyone or anything draw me away from this delightful enslavement God has placed me. Guided by God's love, I know, I won't get lost again.

Your Love is A Song by Switchfoot [[with lyrics]]

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

I only had you for a moment
then lost you in the end
I got a glimpse of our future
but you were so unsure
Singing our song together
and i realized you were out of tune

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

HAPPINESS does not depend on man, nor on circumstances.
HAPPINESS comes from GOD.


I'M HAPPY. Goodnight :)

Sunday, March 6, 2011

i overreacted over something
and so now i'm suffering from severe leg cramps!


this happens when i get puyat for consecutive days. couldn't sleep for two nights because i was a big time paranoid. the pain wakes me up from my deep sleep. and i hate it. who doesn't? this is so painful that it makes me go repent. you had that feeling? when you start asking for forgiveness and making a vow to never do it again. . . or begin to bargain things with God. you know what i mean. and this morning, it happened to me again.

lesson learned: stop over analyzing. no, stop worrying! no no, stop caring!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

nerrrrrr. i get jealous... i can't be jealous! hahahaha this is funnyyyyyyyyyyy. i even cried when i saw their sweet moments on FB. the weird part there was i've seen all those before for like 20 times? haha. i reread some of their conversation, and it still hurts. yay. he shouldn't know this. he hates it when he sees me having tantrums - he can't stop me. haha.

guess i should stop checking on his profile. i don't wanna meddle on his love life anyway. well, that's the part i hate the most. accept it, my best friend's really a grown up man. and i came too late -.-

i'd definitely cry on his wedding day. atche's such a cry baby. i miss him so much :'(
BEASTLY


oh, let me watch this! i don't mind if I'll have to watch it all by myself. i really don't mind. please be in theaters here in Pampanga ASAP!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Remind to self: LOVE IS NOT SELFISH