Two Screeches and Two Good Cheers

Yeah, so its been weeks. The internet blogoshpere is kicking me out, I can sense it. Well to those who are still patient enough for my rants, here I am. Been stressing out on alot since The Wedding. And I thought that was top level stress factor. But with school, insane reading catch up, church activities and boring leisure activities that you might not want to hear about (but get this, I'm telling you about them anyway - Fiend Creeping and Mock Exercise to mention a few. Oh yeah and the ever so demanding Singing in the Rain). But with this post, I plan on making up for it (Ha, as if I can!) With the classic (more accurately put, ancient) technique of the 24-hour Bad News, Good News.

Well since I am an optimistic person. I'm going with negative first because I am always in the ohsome hope of things turning out for the better. It's in the Bible too: For all things work together for the good of those who love Him. But you can give me Good Thing Outweighs Bad Thing any day and that'll work too.

THE BAD.
Manny Paquiao, my boxing legend hero star, lost to darkly annoying and proud Marquez. Which he previously beat three times sometime ago. And to make it all even grimmer than it already is, the narrow mindeds are joining forces to defame him, ridicule him and ostentatiously blame this on his change of religion, which in my opinion, is largely related to my country's bias on and for the Catholic Faith. They're saying that he lost because he's doing bible studies, giving to the poor and improving his relationship with his wife and family. And yes, I do hope you can see the irony in there.

THE UGLY.
Got home and saw what our house helper did to my Abercrombie Knapsack. The color smudged on each other because she left it in the water way too long (longer than 12 hours). This is the second Abercrombie knapsack I've lost in my life. I have yet to make good memories with this knapsack and poof! It breaks my heart. I can't believe I'm this depressed over it but it was really cool, you see. Blue and White and awesome. But yeah, well I can't cry to our helper about it, she went home and won't be back until I don't know. So I'm just going to mourn and probably caress her (the knapsack) in my room (after she's--still the knapsack--dry).

THE BETTER.
We went to McDonald's to get a few things shoved in our mouth, through the esophagus, then the stomach, and small intestine. Yeah, the physiology's necessary here, people! Anyway, my mother and our family friend went to the grocers and found Chino's Deli to be top tip top tippity open! And in case you haven't been keeping track, I not so recently won an All-You-Can-Eat With A Friend giveaway to be spent there, sponsored by the lovely Venus. And since it's an all-you-can-eat, I'm planning on starving myself until 2:30 pm (my scheduled date with my sister). So yay for food and giveaways! 'Tis the season to join giveaways since Christmas is right 'round the corner. People are feeling festively generous, and I'm planning on being the opportunist of the season. Nyahahaha!

THE GREAT.
I had a wonderful time at church today. Our pastor spoke about turning our situation around. It was enlightening, encouraging and very much alive. I've been struggling in the spiritual aspect recently, I haven't told my family, nor my friends nor my pastors--or a single soul--about it. To other people, I looked okay, fine but little did they know a struggle with sin and temptation was severing me inside. There were days when my devotions felt... different, dry and I carried a heavy load with me throughout the day. I badly needed the message, in my opinion. It spoke the truth to me and I found comfort that despite the fact that I was off to the decaying world I was starting to tread upon, God is willing to give me another shot. And He's willing to help me turn my situation around, to heal me and give me strength. It helped because I didn't want this thing to hinder my taking on a new ministry. The timing couldn't have been more accurate. And I'm still happy that despite the struggle, I felt God's presence holding on to me, despite me beginning to give up. He held out His hands to me and was true to His promise that He will never leave me nor forsake me. I've encountered those words so many times, but in each situation I'm in, it's always different. It always has this freshness that makes you think you're just starting to realize what it means. That's the thing about God's word, it's alive.

After this, I could only think of a few things to make this a bad day (think worst of worse). So overall, it was a very, very good day.