Is this the effect of Katy Perry on me?

Nahalata ko lang, kapag nahihilig ako sa party music, sumasama ang ugali ko. Naalala ko tuloy nung bata pa ako, ayaw ni mommy manonood ako ng MTV Asia kasi magiging rebelde daw ako. Parang ngayon naiintindihan ko na.

Binabalikan kong basahin yung Trip to Quiapo book ko. Sabi ni Sir Ricky, kapag may nararamdaman ka, namnamin mong mabuti para makasulat ka ng maganda. Pero pag ginawa ko yun, magiging weird ako I'm sure.

Weird naman talaga ang mga writers. Gusto ko ba talaga maging ganun? Parang ayoko na gusto.

Ang dami kong gagawin sa office. Nakaka-stress. Hindi nauubos. Pero ang sweldo ang bilis maubos.

Gusto ko lang naman, simpleng buhay. Makabili ng kotse at magkaroon ng successful business. Yung business na madadala ko pagtanda ko. Yung tipong pwede akong mag-enjoy lagi pag gusto ko. Pero mangyayari ba yun kung wala akong ginagawa? Pero kapag nagsisipag naman ako, ang bilis ko maburn-out. If hindi man mangyari, gusto ko maging writer. Pang-back-up plan ko talaga yung pagiging writer. Willing ako maging weird kapag hopeless na talaga ako. (Mukhang hindi mangyayari to. Kasi lagi akong may hope... and it is Jesus.)

Kaya nga ini-spend ko ang time ko sa alam ko na magla-last eternally: spending my free-time with my family. Tapos one day a month with my spiritual family.

Nakakapagod pala magsipag. Pero ayoko maging tamad.

Sana ma-encourage ako na patuloy na magsipag.

Madaming gagawin. Galaw na Intal!

Note:
Magpapakasal na nga kaya si Kuya JC? Naku, pag nangyari yun, sangkatutak na panga-alaska na naman ang aabutin ko dito sa bahay. I'm next in line. :( Hindi ko alam pano mag-react e. :(

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I love Sundays.

God has been good to me, even though there are times I am not. When Pastor Robert asked if anyone love tests, actually, it is me. I love tests because I believe that those will make me stronger. But when he said earlier, we should not make our own mountains (tests). God is the one who will choose the mountain for us. And if we will create our own mountain, there will be provision in the end. It will be a flat zero.

Living in a sin? I know I am not. But I was.

Dear God,

Thank You for the Word You gave me. You made me realize again of what matters most: to love You above everything else. I made my own tests before for myself, because I loved challenges, but there were no provisions from You after I passed them. Your grace is still there inspite of those stupidity I'd done. Thank you. Now, I would like to ask for Your grace again, because the course to the mountain You are giving me now is so clear. This is the same as the mountain You gave to me back when I was still in college. I prayed I want to be a history maker. I admit I stopped in my journey for it and I would like to continue the journey now. Thank You for giving me a brand new start: to restart praying for my friends, housemates, especially my officemates so they would all experience Your love as well. So that they would like to be like You as well. Like what You have done to my life. You changed it.

Thank You for Your Word. Thank You for continuously using me for Your glory. And I want to be used only by You, not by anybody else. Give me strength. Help me to do my job well. I want to say a million thank You, but I know it is not enough for all You've done to me. I hope I could love You like how much You are loving me. Your love is so beautiful.

Love lots,
Intal