"I'm looking for the girl with the red hair..."

The blessed yet chaotic life of the artificial redhead living in the Philippines.

[jackycucumber]

But He Rose From The Grave... Right?

(I'm not trying to offend anyone or go against anyone's beliefs, but both Catholic Christians and Christians believe in Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior, so keep that in mind as you read on.) Recently my Bible study teacher has been comparing religions... Specifically Christianity (let's consider it a religion), and Catholicism. He said a few things that actually confused me, and question a few things I had been told. He spoke of things from "how to receive the Holy Spirit" to "abortion" to the reason I wanted to blog for the second time this week... "If you've ever been to Victory or CCF they're whole service is 'Hallelujah, amen, amen' and Catholics ask the question 'why can't our service be more rock and roll and more fun?'... The reason we cannot have a continuous praise and worship and be more 'rock and roll, amen, amen' is... When someone dies you don't celebrate... You mourn, right? That's why we only celebrate for the Meal, and we're more serious during the rest of the mass..." -Professor X But Jesus rose from the grave... Right? Why would you celebrate a MEAL and not a SAVIOR... THEE Savior? Yes we speak of His coming, birth, life, healing, ministry, death and everything else He did when He was here on Earth, BUT what happened to the most important part of the Gospel?! "Jesus died, and was buried." The end. If this were the case, aren't we still waiting for the Savior? We cannot cut out the part when He was RAISED ON THE THIRD DAY and "proved" that He WAS and IS the Savior or else why are we even having church services and talking about Jesus as the Son of God and the Messiah? Without the resurrection, Jesus was just a really knowledgeable, helpful, wise, prophetic healer who was only 100% MAN. I can't stress enough that the resurrection is the reason we can look to Jesus as our Savior and know that we have not believed in vain. I just want this to be a reminder and eye opener that if you don't celebrate Him rising from the dead, why still mourn His death (which He died for you) 2000 years later? "For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve." -1 Corinthians 15:3-5

[jackycucumber]

3 weeks 3 years

My stride to getting to this place in CSB has been one interesting journey, but definitely one that I've walked with God. I had no idea what to expect coming to a new place to study - let alone live in another different area - but my expectations were exceeded and I realized how much more He had in store for me than I realized. Since I found out about Benilde I had such a desire to study there. And during the release of the entrance exam results I was deemed "wait-listed". All the thoughts of "where am I going to go to college?" And "what a waste of hope..." Came rushing to my mind. To cut the long story short I was only wait-listed, because I forgot to include my birth certificate with the requirements, so I made it to Benilde and after a longer wait than I would like to write about - I finally had a college to go to. Fast forward to "INTERACTIV" - which is what Benildeans call their orientation day - I already had the opportunity to share the Gospel which I took without a second thought. I already felt God speaking through me and allowing others to hear about His love. During the first three weeks I was able to share His love through my testimony and through of course His word. With the courage that He gave me, I spoke to atheists and room mates and block mates and strangers about His love, and I couldn't be more surprised at how He has been using me already! The first week was a sort of "coming out of my shell", yet still allowing myself to let others feel and hear about His love. Things had been prophesied about me already on the first day by incredible people of God that reassured me about why I was in Benilde. By the second week I was compelled to join a ministry in LifeBox Malate, and met a load of amazing men and women of God there who I can't wait to see again. By the third week I had brought one of my block mates to LifeBox Malate and she wants me to lead her in One2One! WHAT JUST HAPPENED? This has only been the conclusion of the third week in Benilde. I can only imagine the next three years. I can't even describe how faithful our Lord is, and how He moves in our lives if we let Him. I hope this encouraged you to put your trust in Him alone and allow Him to use you to share His message of salvation and love in your campus! Remember that you are not a mistake and you are where you are for a reason! I'm so excited for you! This verse should help encourage you too, and really let you know that YOU ARE NOT A MISTAKE, because He knew you when He was just PLANNING creation: "I chose you when I planned creation." -Ephesians 1:11-12 - Jacky <3

[jackycucumber]

The Speaker

In the past, I've always loved public speaking and voicing my opinion. It didn't get me into trouble (I think), it made me approachable, but did it make me helpful? Were the words coming out of my mouth words of the Spirit, or just mindless words that would be meaningless in less than an hour? On Tuesday the 13th of May, I had my college orientation. Benilde is quite far from where I live and I was contemplating whether I wanted to even go to the orientation and bother my mum to drive me all the way there. I woke up at 6.30 to pray more about it and to ask God if that's where He wanted me to be. Then I had this overwhelming desire to go to the orientation and my mum had no problem driving me to Manila. For the most part the orientation it was not productive. I mean, we did spend a total of an hour being told what's important in Benilde; the rest of the time was playing games and eating our Greenwich spaghetti meals during the scheduled 8 hour 'orientation'. During one activity we had to describe pictures that were taped around the room by drawing a picture that related to all of the pictures; like that game "4 pictures 1 word" - except this time it's "4 pictures in 1 picture". We were placed in groups of 6, and when presentation time came I was asked to speak for the whole group. I explained the outer parts of the picture according to how I scripted it, but I didn't need to prepare something for the center of of drawing - the cross. Our group decided to make Jesus' cross the center of the picture, because everything we do, have, or say should be centered in Christ. When it came time to explain that part of the drawing I could just feel the Holy Spirit speaking through me and using me to plant seeds. I don't know if I planted any seed to be honest... I don't even remember most of what I said while explaining the cross, all I remember is seeing a girl in the back nodding her head softly. To think that gift of speech (that He gave me before I began to plant seeds through words that pointed to His word) would be used in a situation that was unexpected was just... Unexpected. Remembering that He is the ultimate speaker should encourage us to speak life. I can't explain the way He moves, when He moves or why He moves, but I do know no matter where you are - you can share His word! Be courageous and stand firm. -Jacky x

[jackycucumber]

Keep Your Eyes On The Ultimate Victory

Recently the results of college entrance exams have been coming out, and I've watched as my batch mates were excepted into their dream schools or crushed by their failures, and settling for what they consider "second best". When I received my ATENEO results I wasn't disappointed, because I did not expect a passing grade after seeing the smartest people I know fail the exam before my eyes. As CSB released their results I checked if I had passed minutes after I had heard the news of the early release.

"Wait listed".

Why am I wait listed? What am I going to do? What's my backup plan?

Questions after questions revolving in my mind. I was upset, because I had no idea what I was supposed to do with my life without CSB. Without a college.

Honestly, I cried; and felt crushed, and without a future that I had prepared for. I didn't know what to expect next.

Sometimes it's hard to keep your eyes fixed on Jesus' love for us when all you have is your faith, but I held onto it through all this and held onto the truth that He had a perfect plan for me, and was walking with me through this as He prepared me for what was to happen next. Of course, I still felt the pain of rejection and "second best", but I knew God had (and still has) greater plans than mine.

The next morning, I cried about everything that was happening in my life. The tears were flowing as it seemed like in less that 12 hours my life had fallen apart. My school, my family, and my future all in less than a day. How much more could fall apart? Despite everything that was happening, my hand did not slip as I held onto the Truth that I knew still remained even if everything else that gave me happiness had left me. I continued to praise God for the hardship that was bound to make me stronger, because His love never fails.

There are so many things in my sight right now. So many problems and heartaches; but I know in the midst of all of this chaos is the ultimate victory. The victory over sin, over death, over everything that is so petty compared to this one Person who won it all for me!

I was so thankful that God had kept me strong through this time of trail. Even though right now, everything is still a mess and I can't take control of any of it, I find rest in the Name that has called me, and that gives me peace; Jesus. I don't know what's supposed to happen, but I'm sure He still has an amazing plan. All I know is I'm supposed to trust Him.

"Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain."

If the Earth is a big planet, and the Sun is bigger than the Earth, and there are stars bigger than the Sun, and the universe is bigger than those stars; how much bigger is the God of all? Remember that God is the same God that chose to know you.

[danaabad-deactivated20150328]

One of the reason why there’s a lot of broken hearted people is because they don’t wait until they’re ready. Relationships are more than emotions. Most are very aggressive in finding love. I was like that too but I have realized that I am not yet ready for a commitment. I don’t care even if other people think of me as a boring Christian because that’s better than having my heart broken and I still enjoy myself as a single and of course, as a student. For whenever we suffer, Christ suffers with us. I don’t want to hurt Him. I entrust God my heart because He knows how to take care of it and because He knows when I’m ready.

[jackycucumber]

A Birthday With Christ

Ever since my 7th birthday, all I can remember are failed parties, terrible guest lists, get-togethers that didn't start or end well, surprise parties that didn't happen, close friends that left the party or never came, unexpected disasters in the midst of all the fun... Celebrating became more of a "clean this mess up" situation, and because of all this I decided that I wouldn't celebrate my birthday this year.

Not a lunch. Not a dinner. Not a quiet movie. Not a gift. Nada.

I was content not celebrating my birthday this year. I mean, it wouldn't be a Sweet Sixteen if everything went terribly wrong, and this year something was different. Something was incredibly different. It was the first time I would be celebrating with a God that loves me so much, and knowing that would be the greatest celebration and gift.

No I wouldn't celebrate the "traditional" way with a cake (I don't even like cake) or blowing out the candles on the cake, but no, I wouldn't have a problem with it and nor would I mind not doing those things either.

I cried on the last night of being fifteen, because of what God has done for me and everything He has given me- especially during these past seven months. I can't believe it has already been SEVEN MONTHS, yet it feels like just yesterday that I came to know who Christ was... And still is. I was overwhelmed by His love and His presence that night that I couldn't hold back the tears.

On the Monday morning of my sixteenth (just after the long weekend - yay me) I was sang happy birthday before 9 o'clock only about 100 times; I could feel the annual celebration of terrible birthdays coming to an end. Especially since we had our UBE (Ultimate Bonding Experience) which basically meant no regular class to me. Little did I know my friends were planning a surprise party for me.

Somehow, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon and it seemed as though time just flew out the window. Gabbe and I decided to take a walk around the campus to end the day; seeing as how the library was closed and we had nothing else to do it seemed logical.

All of a sudden and out of no where, I see my friends wearing colorful party hats with black balloons and a chocolate cake, singing Happy Birthday. It was the moment all those birthdays spent trying to mend things didn't matter. Finally, a birthday after nine years spent the right way; happy.

I was so high on emotions I could've cried. The surprise party was displayed so wonderfully that this post is in definite dedication to Yestin, Dustin, Khayla, Jericho, Steaven and Gabbe.

Thank you all so much. My brothers and sisters in Christ are the bestestest of a spiritual family I could have ever asked for. Thank you guys for showing me God's grace once again and for always reminding me of God's love whenever I'm with you. I love you. God loves you.

Thank you, of course, my actual family for the two cakes (which I didn't eat because I don't liked cake; although I'm glad you enjoyed it!) and for everything you have done for me other the past sixteen years!

Thank you to everyone as well for the birthday wishes and photos over the past week, and for the last sixteen years of memories.

Thank You to the One who made this all possible and for all the blessings and lessons I could have only received and learnt through You! You are the reason this is possible and I long to spent the next year and forever after that glorifying You!

[clengheartsyou]

[jackycucumber]

Centered

I never understood why one of my friends wanted a relationship with someone who had the same faith as him in God. Personally I didn’t understand it at the time considering how I didn’t know God. I mean, sure, I knew OF Him, but I had never encountered Him when my friend said to me, “I won’t have a relationship with someone who has a different belief as I. It’s important to me.”

On this journey with God I saw things that were so inspiring; purity, change, and on the topic- relationships that were centered in Christ. I started to look at relationships differently and noticed little details in the way we would interact with each other- especially those who were closest to me and those who were in relationships. Pointing out the obvious- most relationships were not centered in Christ and were for the wrong reasons.

I was always the type to date and be with a guy- that being said, I didn’t even like some of them. I was never alone. I was always moving forward and was on to the next one once I became “bored” of the last. Looking back I was always looking for something. I was always looking for something that I couldn’t even find within myself. I was looking for LOVE. How can one look for love when they don’t even know what love is and have never experienced being truly loved?

Sometimes we mistake love for lust which is definitely not uncommon. When we see someone attractive they become the “apple of our eyes” for a while, and sometimes that “love” is pursued. No, I’m not saying it’s always a bad thing, sometimes it is actually love, I’m just stating the obvious confusion and trying to remind myself, and you, what you’re really looking for, and that is TRUE love.

You are either trying to GIVE love or RECIEVE love.

Not just knowing of Christ, but actually knowing Christ now and knowing of His perfect timing, I finally understand why it was so important for my friend to be in a relationship with someone who shared the same faith in God as him. It’s because a relationship is something you want to share with Christ, it’s something that you don’t want to be ashamed of, and it’s something that you want God to be a part of. Christ is Someone you want to experience with that “someone”. He is your foundation, so shouldn’t He be the foundation of everything you do- including your relationship? 

Don’t be ashamed of the Good News- Especially to the one He has put in your life.

Bring the option of Salvation to the one you are with to the One who saved you. †

Experience and grow in Him together. <3

[jackycucumber]

Unprepared, But Completely In Love

To give you a brief over view of my week - hectic. It was the annual Academic Festival and our whole grade was preparing to compete in what we call, Speech Choir. Our Monday and Tuesday schedules were disrupted by constant rehearsing until 7p.m and as 6a.m Wednesday arose; many of us were already at school fixing costumes, hair or makeup designs. Our class won 2nd place overall and I was extremely excited when they called our name as we were already halfway up the stage ready to claim our prize.

Wednesday was absolutely relaxing. The whole class decided to go out and celebrate at Shakey's and my group of friends decided to go to Yestin's house after. Perfect night to talk about God's grace. Thursday is when things started to get a little more stressful.

First term exams were approaching and by Thursday they were only three days away; not to mention to ATENEO Entrance Exam this coming Saturday that I had yet to study for! I awoke to a text saying the Frontliner Audition would be THIS Saturday at 8a.m... "But wait... Don't you have the ATENEO Entrance Exam?" Yes I do, so I had to ask if I could audition on a different day. Thankfully, I received news that I could, but that day would be tomorrow! No preparation, yet no choice. I knew that only with God's Love and Grace could I pull through. That night I wrote down all the lyrics for the songs we had to be familiar with and I practiced all of Friday.

I did everything that our tutors told us not to do before an entrance exam. I was so thankful to God, for it was such a beautiful Friday and I was able to sing throughout the day preparing for the audition and was even fortunate enough to attend LifeBox before leaving to Alabang. Once Khayla, Dustin and I had arrived at the venue the nerves had started to set in. I started to doubt my decision of song choice and ended up changing it on the spot. Why? Because I couldn't help but doubt the gift that God had given me and opted for an 'easy' option. Even though option #1 was what I had thought I was singing and what I was told sounded better than what I actually sang.

Later that night, after the audition, we decided to have dinner and personally - dinner was less that pleasant. I received a remark about my singing and it was the most hurtful thing anyone could have said; especially since I had just tried to honor God using the very gift that was discriminated. I acted like I didn't care, but during the car ride home with Yestin and Khayla; I couldn't help but cry. It was such a bitter feeling that I even thought for a while "You're not good at anything... So why are you still alive?" All because of one simple, three-worded, rude remark about my singing. Defeated, tired and insecure is how I arrived at my front door. I lost a bit of my faith, comfort and a friend.

Before I carry on, it's not that I can't take helpful criticism, but this comment was just rude and uncalled for.

Saturday morning, I had no choice but to wake up at 6a.m and start the day with an entrance exam. It was much easier than expected. Heading off to Victory with the usual clan of Yestin, Khayla and Steaven, I couldn't help but remember the feeling of being so rudely put down. I knew worship would not be the same today. Honestly, the only reason I came today was because one of my friends, Rico, was preaching today. Little did I know that God had practically orchestrated this preach directly at what I had been going through. The songs they were singing were all about singing and giving praise to our God. Kuya Edrei preached at the end specifically talked about words being said to you and judgment coming your way; I couldn't help but feel and know that God had brought me there for a greater reason than to just hear my friend share the Gospel, but He brought me there to tell me exactly what He told me last night through Yestin, "Listen only to My Voice. I see what they can't."

God works in such beautifully mysterious ways. No, we may not always understand His ways, but His ways are how we are getting through life.

"Submit to Him in all your ways and He will make your paths straight." -Proverbs 3:5-6

Even though people may criticize you, they may hurt you, they may even pull you lower than you have ever been before, but God is always there; no matter what season you're going through. God doesn't want you to listen to anyone else but Him. He doesn't want you to think that you can't honor Him in even the smallest ways possible. What He does want is for you to know that He loves you and He has a bigger and better plan for you.

Have a lovely last week of September and God bless!

[jackycucumber]

Folkway: Supernatural Creatures (with Gabbe Mercardo)

Sociology & Filipino

  Aswang

Ang aswang ay ang kadalasang kwentong bayan at kadalasang ginagamit pangtakot sa mga bata. Maniwala man tayo o hindi, ang alamat ng aswang ay naging parte na nang kultura natin. Sabi nila, maramin mga aswang sa aklan. Sa iba’t ibang lugar ng Pilipinas nakikita ito. Ang aswang ay isang halimaw na nagpapalit anyo sa mga hayop na domestic, kadalasang aso. Itong mga halimaw na itoay kumakain ng mga parte ng tao. Sa mabilisan, ito ay namamatay ng tao. Sabi nila, malalaman mo kung sino ang aswang pag sinaktan mo sila sa anyo nila na hayop, tapos hintayin mo ang susunod na araw at hanapin mo ang tao na may sugat na parehas kung saan nasugatan ang hayop. Maraming klase ng anyong pag-aaswang.

White lady

Ang white lady ay isang babaeng naka suot ng magabang maaliwalas na puti na bistida at lagging mahaba ang buhok nito. Ito ay isa pa sa pinaka popular na halimaw sa kultura ng Pilipinas. Sabi raw nila, yung white lady ay isang babae ng buhay dati pero pinatay o natapos ang buhay nito na di kaganda kanda. Maraming beses, ito ay nagpapakita sa tao sa gabi. Merong masama at mabait na white lady pero lahat sila ay nakakatakot. Lumulutang rin sila. Ang isang popular na storya nito ay ang white lady sa balete drive.

Karpe

Ang karpe ay isang higanting halimaw na mukhang tao na nakatira sa malalaking puno. Lagi silang kulay itim. Hindi sila masyado sumasila sa gawain ng tao pero wag mo sila galitin dahil malakas sila. Alam mo pag may kapre sa puno pag may nakita kang malaking braso na maitim o pag may na-aamoy ka na usok kasi lagi silang nagsisigarilyo ng mahaba na tobacco.

Tikbalang

Ang tikbalang ay hilimaw na kalahating tao at kalahating kabayo.Hindi sila “centaur” na ang katawan nila ay kabayo pero and tiyan hanggang ulo ay anyong tao. Ang tikbalang ay anyong tao sa baba hanggang binti, pero anyong kabayo sa tiyan hanggang ulo. Alam mong hinahabol ka ng kabayo pag nawawala ka kung san man ka pupunta na alam mo ang daan. Kadalasan nagyayari ito sa mga taga probinsya na bumababa sa gubat kasi ditto nakatira ang Tikbalang.Ang pangotra sa Tikbalang ay baliktarin ang t-shirt mo at hindi kana hahabulin at hindi kana mawawala. Alam mong may.Timbalang rin pag umuulan ng malakas pero kitang kita ang araw.

Tiktik

Ang tiktik ay parang aswang pero ang kinakain nila ang mga sanggol nang mga ina. Kadalasan ang anyo nito ay white lady na mas nagmumukhang halimaw na nasa bubong ng bahay pero mas kadalasang nakikita ang Tiktik na anyong dila na sobrang mahaba, galing sa kisame at sisipsipin and bata gamit nang kanilang dila.

PINOY PRIDE

[jackycucumber]

My Journey With God + A Trail of Thoughts

Let's just say, my journey with God is long, a little complex and I'm still on that journey and will be for the rest of my life. Everyone has their story about how the Lord changed their lives, and I guess mine is no different except, I'm trying to put mine into words.

Recently I've been devoting myself to prayer, even listening to the most Christian singers/bands than I ever have in my life. It's so easy to relate to songs like Never Gone by Colton Dixon or Love Came Down by Kari Jobe or even Give Me Faith by Elevation Worship; those are my personal favorites. They make the most sense to me since they all revolve around the same aspect, the same concept and the same mindset; God.

I'm not going to lie or hide the fact that Victory has had the greatest effect on my 'new lifestyle' of 'acting like a Christian'. Because it did. And that's fact. Victory really got me started in worshipping God and devoting myself and my time and my life to Him. "I can do all this through him who gives me strength." -Phil 4:13. Some may say I'm 'running' in my Christian Walk, but running is walking... Just faster. Because either way, you're still travelling with God.

I pray so much more than I used to, I think about God even more and I love God as ever much as I have in my entire life span, so far. To just think about my love for Him, compared to His love for me and know that His love is unconditional and unfailing makes me feel a little unworthy at times, really.

Think about it for this very moment. Unconditional and unfailing love... Through all of our sins and all of our faults, He loves us and will ALWAYS love us.

My journey with God still continues and I pray that yours will too.

[jackycucumber]

Today, God showed me He knows exactly what I need, even when I don't ask for it...

It's a joint service on Saturday at Victory this weekend and for some reason, it makes me super excited to worship God with people I've never met before! Reminds me of my first week at Victory; not knowing everyone. I missed last weekend because I had college review classes, so I guess that's why I'm super-duper excited about it this week.

Whenever I go out, wherever it may be, I try to have some money with me. I mean, who doesn't, right? Food, emergencies, etc etc. But for the first time in a very long time, I wouldn't have any money for this week (and I wouldn't want to ask for more money from my oh-so-loving mother). I thought to myself, "Okay, so this week, I'll pack lunch and just eat that while everyone else orders from BonChon." Not a problem really. But then I thought more about it, "...But man, I wish I had some money to give at Victory." And knew that if I found any money lying around in my room, I'd donate it. God definitely knew this, so He helped me.

I wanted to take a quick look in my school wallet from last year for any loose change, I mean what could it hurt if I actually DID find anything, right?

 I found 100 pesos.

As soon as I realized what it was, I praised God for knowing exactly what I needed! And knew that it was His money, so I knew exactly where that money was going; back to Him!

That still left me with no money and having the pack lunch, so I took a chance and went on my own little "scavenger hunt" for money left around my room. God prepared another surprise; ANOTHER 100 pesos.

God really knows what we're going through, and no matter what, He is here to help us out, because He loves us.

I just really wanted to write about my blessings today just to remind everyone reading this that God loves you so much and will help you succeed and was willing to give His only Son for us to live... Forever!

You're never alone, because God will never leave you! :) Have an amazing and blessed weekend!

[jackycucumber]

More than half my life on the ice...

There's something I can't stop thinking about tonight...

The feeling and the rush I get when I skate... Every single time I skate.

It's something I don't think most people understand, except for other figure skaters, or artists, or ballerinas. But it's something that is almost indescribable.

I've been figure skating since I was seven and I've loved every second of it. At times I thought to myself and aloud "I wish I never took up this sport, 'cause it's something so addictive and a constant love-hate relationship with the ice. More on the love side."

When the ice rink is empty and it's only you on the ice and the staff working and it's still foggy and you can barely see 10 feet in front of you... Yes, those times are the best. Or when you're with your group of skater friends and you're all falling and trying new jumps and spins that defy gravity in the most effortlessly elegant way... Yes, those times are the best.

I remember shows and competitions but most of all the preparation and rehearsals to get to that point. As a performer I love going to shows just to think about how long they must have taken to get their shows to perfection and how hard the training must have been... But most of all how much they must love what they do to continue exactly what they're doing. That dedication and that devotion to their craft is unbelievable.

Rehearsals were the best, especially the very beginning and end of it all. The beginning when you don't even know what music your skating to, or what the routine is going to be like... No one but the coaches know... And sometimes they didn't even know what the choreography would be and would just make it up on the spot; that was mainly the case!

The ending, with the final rehearsals with the costumes, to the countdown of how many rehearsals we had left or weeks or days or even hours until it show time. Then the show night would finally come, or the early competition morning and you would be all prepped with your costumes and vanity ready to head down to the rink. Helping people get their hair and makeup done and changing into costumes was always the best bit. And when you finally had to put your skates on; not too early or you would have a really bad cramp and never too late or you wouldn't be on the ice in time for your big number, but just in time for you to say your last "Good luck!" to the other skaters on your team.

Then your big moment comes. You're in your costume and your hair and makeup is done. Feeling like you own the stage just for a short while as the crowd welcomes you onto the ice. But once you hear your music, everything is just... Irrelevant. It's the feeling of freedom on the ice that I love. The glitter and artificial things are just a plus to why I love it even more. But when it's me on the ice, I feel free from everything. Everyone. It's just me and the ice and nothing could ever come between us... Except for the air when I'm twirling 2 feet in the air and focusing on landing on one foot... Backwards.

" People might think you're obsessed, and maybe you are a little, but that doesn't matter, because when you're on the ice nothing else matters. "

[maryjohnne]

Yesterday was a supercalifragelisticexpialidocious day. I was in Victory Alabang yesterday the whole day. And I enjoyed the day! Well, I went there early in the morning for Foundation for Victory, which was so thrilling. Then, after that, I ate lunch with my beautiful friends. We all met at the...

[jackycucumber]

Smile because God loves you

[jackycucumber]

Waiting...

I don't mean to sound impatient, but I've been counting down the days towards Saturday for the next time I get to be in this whole Victory community.

Extremely happy to say I've compelled one of my classmates and friends to come join us worship God on a Saturday. He's as excited as I am.

24 hours and 18 minutes until the day of Victory... but then again, it's another 36 hours and 18 minutes until I get picked up to go to Victory... 

Patience is a virtue.

[jackycucumber]

Love is a memory of you and I...

Love is a feeling that cannot be denied,

Love is a memory of you and I,

Love is an emotion which brings tears to my eyes,

Love is a tragedy I'll tell you why.

 .

I love you so much it pains me to say,

All these words I kept from you over your grave.

I love you so much it pains me to say,

Today was the day I've forgotten your face.

   .

  I look at these photos of you and I,

On the yellow park bench just you and I,

Our conversation just yours and mine,

The secrets we shared just yours and mine.

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  The games that we played,

The music you liked,

The movies we watched,

Such a delight.

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  These days came to end,

When your mother called me,

The news was frightening,

I ended up weeping.

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  Your funeral was heartbreaking,

This is why I cry,

Alone and afraid,

Up late at night.

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Love is a feeling that cannot be denied,

Love is a memory of you and I,

Love is an emotion which brings tears to my eyes,

Love is a tragedy I've told you why.

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