Di ko gets kasi alam mo yun, secured naman ako sa Lord. Secured naman ako as a person na mahal ako ng Lord, na whenever I feel shit, there is He, looking down on me like I am the most beautiful thing ever, na I will always look precious in His eyes, na I will always be His best creation, pero there are just times like this when I feel like Iâm literally nothing. Na parang wala akong nagawang tama ever, na parang lahat ng choices and decisions ko mali, na parang wala akong kwenta bilang tao and that I will never amount to anything. I feel so sad and depressed and empty and full of self pity na di ko na alam. Ang dami ko nang naiyak kahapon pa pero I still feel sad. Sobrang empty ng buong pagkatao ko pero I feel like I have to release all these I feel. I donât know. I donât know
My bestfriend, Joyce, has turned 21 today and instead of giving her a present, this is something for the people who knows nothing or little about her--an idiotâs guide to dealing with her.
So, in order to be able to live with Miss Ramos for at least four (4) years, these are twenty-one (21) pointers):Â
On First Impressions
More often than not, you can tell sheâs very mataray, you know, with all the eyebrows on fleek. But sheâs actually not mataray.
On Hobbies and Leisure
During her free time, you can find her either sleeping, or sleeping, or well, sleeping. She thinks (and feels) that she is most productive after sleeping (considering that sheâll wake up and start working two or three hours before a certain deadline).
On Her Profession
She has a bachelorâs degree on applied mathematics (and is currently a data analyst for a telco company) but you should not dare ask her an arithmetic question because she panics and may (or may not) pull out a calculator for you.
On Jollibee
Do not ever, ever dare forget that itâs 1pc Spicy Chicken with Spaghetti and large Pineapple juice.
On Drinks (AKA Coffee)
Minimum is two (2) cups per day (when she was still in college, I donât know nowadays, but I have a strong feeling itâs still two) but still gets sleepy when faced to readings and/or work.
On Beds
The lower bunk is always, always preferred. Usually her bed is the one covered in Hello Kitty prints or anything pink. Also, comforter/thick blankets are a must.
On Directions
Oh no. No. Just no. Cannot be. Really. No. You just canât. She just canât.
On Hair Care
Simply, not sticking to a single shampoo brand is the way to go.
On Lipsticks
Do take note that itâs a nude shade or itâs not touching her lips.
On Flowers
Understand that food >>>>>>>> flowers at all levels, in all occasions.
On Cabs in the Metro
She will never understand why you wonât get that P10-20 change from the cab driver and will forever nag you about that change you didnât get.
On Sweets
She has a not-so-sweet tooth. 6/10 on the scale, approximately.
On Breakfasts
Sheâs not a breakfast person but if itâs McDonaldâs pancakes, no hesitation, fam. No second thoughts.
On Shyness
She is 102% shy but will get your crush do a Happy Birthday fansign for you.
On Lizar------
Okay. Not finishing the word........
On Pets
She loves cats but they have a lot of dogs at home. One time she threatened to kill a bunch of noisy love birds by pointing a knife at them. Very mature, she knows.
On Forever
She believes there exists a forever. But she knows itâs hard work as well.
On Family
She has a sister nicknamed âGandaâ and a father who cut his name in middle for facebook. Her mom is her favorite, maybe because her mom cooks her favorite dishes when she comes home for the weekend.
On Relationships
These are taken very seriously. 11/10 on her serious scale.
On Getting Stronger
Iâd like to believe that she believe in âwhat doesnât kill you makes you strongerâ because it has happened to her a lot of times already. She has her weak moments, but of course, she never stays there. She always finds that will to step forward, to go on, and in the process, be stronger than before.
On Bestfriends
She will laugh with you, cry with you, and listen to your stories in the wee hours of the morning for five hours straight. She will not hesitate to accompany you to McDonaldâs at 12mn for hot chocolate and fries. She will not stop you at getting your 4th cup of coffee but will kill you herself the moment you get up for your 5th. She will take you to the hospital when you get hit by a car, and be your human crutches. She will never forget you birthday, and will tape the birthday balloons on the ceiling because she canât buy helium balloons. She will never forget all those names of the family members involved in your stories (but she gets confused sometimes). She will treat you like a sister and let you do sleepovers in her house. She never falters--sheâs really always there and wonât be long gone. She will be your number 1 Kunsintidor and you will feel her happiness for you when she says she is happy for you.
Happy birthday, bessy!
I know you are slowly turning to be the person youâve always wanted to be, and I have no more wishes for you but for you to be truly happy.
I thank the Lord for the 21 years of your life and I pray for more. You know I love you.
Confession #6486: Una sa lahat. TANGINAMO! pangalawa. TANGINAMO PAREN! panghuli. TANGINAKO! baket? kase Mahal na mahal parin kita kahit sobrang winasak mo yung puso ko. Tanginamo kase Mahal na mahal kita! pero TANGA KA! âdi ka na makakahanap ng katulad ko!
Confession #6500: Ngayon naramdaman ko na wala ka na talagang feelings o concern para sakin. Taena ka talga kahit kelan. Uso namang magmoveon diba? Why cant we be friends? Yun lang naman.Nanghihinayang lang ako sa friendship natin at mga pinagdaanan. Naniniwala pa ko sa second chance pero mukang sayo walang pag-asa.
sometimes
saying
âyesâ
to God
will break
you.
but
sometimes
we need
to be
broken.
that is
the only
way we
can
be made
again.
so if
everything
around you
and
within you
is
crumbling,
count it
all joy.
my friend,
He is
making
you over.
(soulsavedbygrace)
Dear daughter
I know your thoughts,when you stand near the mirror and complain about your âhair is to thinâ âyour thighs are too largeâ and that â your nose is weirdly shapedâ I hear it. I know your thoughts on your stomach and your pimples that seem to get only worse when itâs your time of the month. I hear your complaining about wanting a bigger butt and a smaller waist. I see you stalk random people on social media who look like you wish you did. I hear you compare yourself to other girls.i even heard your tears that night the boy broke your heart and you thought it was because you werenât pretty enough.
I hear it all and it breaks my heart my child.
I know you think you arenât pretty enough. But I did not create you to be enough for the world. I didnât create you even for this world. I created every inch of you and it is beautiful and your ability to walk with me is your greatest and most beautiful gift.
Know your worth my child. Know that you may never be pretty enough for this world. But this world as no importance. You are more than pretty enough for me. You are created the way you are for a reason. Your purpose is your best accessory.
You may not feel beautiful but I promise - I hung the stars and painted the sea and made you in the image of me and that is beautiful.
You are mine -
love your Heavenly Father God â€ïž
(via god-loves-u-sweetheart)
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