Quicksand.

I am falling through quicksand and
it is too late
to save myself.
I keep looking for something to cling on to but there is nothing
nothing.
I scream at myself because this is my fault.
All
my
fault.
I willingly stepped into it because I thought I could fight it.
I thought it would be fun to test its limits and
I had so much belief in my own power and
I thought I'd be able to walk right past it because I'm strong
but I'm not.
Dear lord
I
am
not.
But it's too late.
I'm sinking and
the harder I fight it
the deeper I fall.
I know the only way to get out of it is to stop struggling
but the panic won't stop overwhelming me and I can't keep a clear head and
I
am
absurdly
enjoying
losing
myself
in this mess
and I also just want to let the quicksand swallow me whole because of my foolish
foolish mistake.
I have gained nothing from this but scars.
Scars and
overwhelming
humiliation.
I just want to let the abyss envelope me
for ever thinking I could win this pointless battle and
come out
unscathed.

Nothing is impossible (3/3)

A few days before the weekend of the camp, I was really annoyed because I was going to miss an important org event. But then, I already promised I'd go to camp and I still wanted to anyhow.

I was nervous though. Really nervous. I didn't know how it would turn out. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make new friends. And most of all, I didn't know how to deal with the awkwardness of meeting other teenagers who already sort of knew me because of my parents. Quite a number of them would always be at our house because they had meetings with my parents concerning YFC and other things. So, of course, they would see me every time I was at home. They were friendly enough though I always stuck to my room or our family room when they'd be there. So thinking about all those things made me nervous. I was glad that my parents would be there because they had to oversee everything.

On May 11, I didn't have any class to go to (amazingly, all 3 of my classes were free cut!) so I wasn't going to be late for camp anymore like I originally thought I would be. My parents and my sister, along with the some YFC members had already gone ahead to the place where camp would be. They were going to set up and prepare everything. So I had to ride with the other participants of the camp. When I got to the meeting place, I was glad since everyone was friendly. And on the way to the camp, my initial shyness went away and I was able to talk to the other participants. To my pleasant surprise, two of the girls I talked to a lot were Augustinians! That definitely helped break the ice. 

After an hour of travel or so, we finally arrived in Oasis. I have to say, this place was just lovely. It was so clean, with a lot of trees and quaint cottages. It definitely had this serene feeling to it and I felt all my troubles go away. 

Now, I'll talk about the camp itself. Of course, I won't be able to write down every single thing that happened so I'll just talk about the highlights of the camp.

The main objective of the camp was to be able to make us participants feel the passion to serve God. All throughout the camp, we had to listen to these talks which targeted certain topics.

Talk 1: God's love and His plan for us

Talk 2: Who is Jesus Christ?

Talk 3: Repentance, Forgiveness, Healing and Faith

Talk 4: Baptism and the Holy Spirit

Talk 5: Growing in the Spirit

Now, all of these talks were beautiful and inspiring. But the talk which really struck me was the 3rd one. Repentance, Forgiveness, Healing and Faith. Why? 

Because this was what I needed to hear, even if I didn't realize it at first. 

All this time ever since I started losing myself, what I didn't realize was that this was what I needed to go through. I needed to be sorry, for all the mistakes I've done which have led to regrets. I needed to forgive, not just the people who hurt me but more importantly, myself. I needed to open myself up to healing. I needed to let go completely of those things which just brought me down and ate me up inside. And lastly, the most important of all - I needed my faith back. I needed to believe in God's amazing grace again. I needed to believe, with all of my heart, that He would never let me down nor forsake me.

This talk changed me.

I remember listening to the speaker and the sharers, and just wanting to break down right there and then. One of the sharers talked about an experience so horrible that it just broke my heart. And I was actually tearing up. The amazing thing was how he was standing there, right in front of us all, and just baring his heart and soul. I know it was one of the hardest things he had to do, considering what he had gone through. And it awed me how even through that, he found it in his heart to forgive. He forgave those who had caused him such unimaginable pain. As he was speaking, it struck me how selfish I had become. There was this guy right in front of me who had forgiven even though it was difficult. Why couldn't I do the same? Why couldn't I find it in myself to let go? And in that moment, I knew that somehow, this talk was His way of speaking to me to be strong and take that step. This was what I needed. I took that step. And it changed me. It really did. 

This sense of peace and tranquility just enveloped me. And I knew that from that point thereon, things would be better like I hoped it would be.

Of course, our camp wasn't made up of just talks. The talks were divided among the 3 days of camp we had. There were so many activities in between. The games they came up with were really fun and it made us all warm up to each other in no time. 

One of my favorite parts of the camp was when we did Praisfests. You're probably not sure what I mean but that's when you sing with all your heart to God and just praise him. Back in CSA, we used to call it "Praise & Worship". In CFC and YFC, it's simply called "Praisefest". The thing is, though I stopped being an active member of YFC in the past, I still remembered all the songs. So when they were teaching the participants, it was easier for me since I knew most of the songs. 

Our first worship was really fun but then, most of the participants were still shy. I knew I was. Though I wanted to sing and dance my heart out like the other old YFC members, I felt like it wasn't my time to yet. The next two though, were amazing. We lost all our inhibitions and just lifted everything up to Him. It was liberating. Just singing your heart out and knowing it was all for Him. Every now and then, I would peek at others and the sight that greeted me was beautiful. Every single person, even all the guys, were just singing with their arms raised to God and their eyes closed. Beautiful. There were fast songs which made you feel like you were in this concert or party and just having fun dancing. Then there were slow songs so beautiful that they could make you tear up just listening to them. It was really great.

Another thing I remember about camp was how much I cried. Haha. Won't elaborate too much on this but I can tell you, everyone did. Be it guy or girl. 

Oh, during the morning of our second day there, the YFC members (original members who were our facilitators or part of the service team; technically, participants aren't members yet) started a water fight! It was fun but unfair as well because they didn't give us participants any ammo :)) They started throwing all these huge water balloons at us and we were in our jammies! They even got out pails and buckets of water and started chasing us around the field. Haha. 

So many other memorable things happened. Maybe the best one was when they "baptized" us and welcomed us as members of YFC SB2. Oh and the night that happened, we had our E-Night as well! This was the night when all the groups (they had divided us into 4 on the first day, with both old members and new) performed, basically anything that showcased talents and well, entertained everyone. It was really fun, filled with singing and dancing performances, acting and a whole load of pickup lines and jokes. We ended around 2 in the morning, haha. 

So, I guess that pretty much sums up my youth camp experience. It was an amazing weekend and it truly changed everything for me. 

Now, I feel happier. Like I took this step in the right direction and that I'm heading down the road where I know everything's better. I mean, you might think that YFC is just this group of teenagers who talk about God all day long and just pray. But believe me, it's more than that. It's actually better than that. 

In YFC, I've met some of the most amazing people ever. People you wouldn't expect to be serving Him. And what I admire the most about them is how they have this fire burning in their hearts. They truly love God and are serving by bringing other youth closer to Him. I think, if you meet them, you'd just come across this group of people who love hanging out and who are just so funny. They make up the most random jokes yet somehow, you just know that they're really there for you if you need a friend. Okay, I sound so cheesy but it's true. Haha.

Serving God isn't lame. I mean, you don't have to start preaching all the time and forcing your opinions down everyone's throats. I don't think that's serving Him. 

The real way is just to really, truly believe in Him and His love. It is wanting to pray more and do more. It is wanting to make other people see that He really is great. It is not being afraid to stand up for what you believe in. It is putting Him first and just making yourself a better person, little by little. 

You might be wondering why the title of my post is "Nothing is impossible." Well, it's because it was the theme song of our camp. And I actually believe that it applies to me. 

I went the wrong direction a number of times but in the end, He always lead me back. And I'm here now writing this post. I'll end it with one of my favorite passages in camp ☺

"With God, all things are possible." (Romans 8:28)

Nothing is impossible (2/3)

So you may be wondering how I was convinced to go and attend camp again, willingly. 

Well, in the latter part of my fourth year in high school, I remember my mom urging me to find a way to serve God again. This was around the time when I was deciding between Ateneo and UP. Naturally, my parents were leaning towards UP (especially since it was their alma mater) but then, Ateneo truly was my dream. I couldn't decide at all. I mean, they weren't forcing me to go to UP because they also held Ateneo in high regard; but it was still such a tough decision to make. I remember praying really hard for guidance. In the end, I knew my heart belonged to Ateneo. I was nervous because I didn't know how to break it to my parents, but I mustered my courage and I did. 

I had no reason to be nervous at all. 

My parents supported my decision and were happy for me. They truly were. But then, there was one thing they wanted me to do. They wanted me to serve Him again. Of course, I agreed but then I didn't know how I could. I wasn't enthusiastic about joining YFC again because then I'd have to go through camp and in my head, that was kind of awkward since I'd already done it before. Then, there was the matter of my sister already being a member. Again, I thought it would be awkward to join since my younger sister joined first. So I tried coming up with another way. That opportunity presented itself during RecWeek in Ateneo. I came across YFC (but this was university-based) so of course, it was with different people. My parents were happy when I told them I joined YFC Ateneo.

However, to be straight to the point, it didn't really work out. I wasn't active once again. I found it hard to go to activities because of all the school work. I failed God, again. And I didn't even realize it. My parents eventually realized that it wasn't working out as well.

Now though, I realize how at those times, that's when I needed to serve God the most. From a time in fourth year high school to my whole first year in college, I needed God more than ever. Why? Because I felt empty. I felt like there was this huge chunk of me that was missing. That I had no purpose whatsoever and that my life was like this blank sheet of paper. Yes, I had my family and my friends (and that's already more than other people have) but I wasn't happy. Not completely anyway. I felt like everything I used to believe in wasn't true. Love, hope and faith? I lost those things. It may not have seemed like it but those times were some of my lowest. It felt like I was just wandering aimlessly. I didn't feel strongly about anything anymore. Simply put, I lost my passion for life.

Now there was this day when I was with my mom and my friend, Zian. We were on the way home but we stopped by Army Navy for a snack. While we were there, my mom and Zian were just talking about the usual things like family, college, etc. Then they suddenly started talking about CFC and YFC. You see, Zian had been a really active member of YFC back when she was still in La Salle Zobel. She was surprised to hear that my parents were members of CFC and even more surprised that I wasn't a member of YFC. I remember my mom looking a little sad in that moment. 

And then Zian started urging me to join. She went on and on about how I really should become a member again because of this and that. The amazing thing is, I realized that I wanted to. I really wanted to. 

In that moment, I needed something to hold on to again and something to feel passionately about again and I knew that He was the answer. 

I needed my faith back. I needed to believe that everything would be okay again and that there was someone up there who would keep me strong. So I told my mom I would and that I really meant it. I remember her raising her eyebrows but then smiling hugely. I knew she'd only believe me for sure if I really did go. And I did.

Read on to the next and last part of this post! ☺

(http://dreams-and-real-things.blogspot.com/2012/05/nothing-is-impossible-33.html)

Nothing is impossible (1/3)

This is kind of a long-overdue post but I've finally found the time to write it (read: yay for the end of summer classes)!

So, I want to write about the weekend which changed a lot of things about me ☺

May 11 - 13

This was the weekend wherein I attended YFC SB2's Youth Camp.

Before I talk about my experience though, I think I better give an introduction.

Not many people may know this but my parents have long been members of CFC or Couples For Christ. To date, they have been members for 16 years! And in those years, they have always lovingly served God. To better understand, CFC is actually an international Catholic "lay ecclesial movement" (thank you Wikipedia haha) whose main goal has always been to renew and strengthen Christian family life values.

So of course, with my parents being active members of CFC, they've always instilled in me the importance of having a strong foundation of faith in God. In fact, even when my sister and I were just kids, they already made us join KFC (or better known as Kids For Christ). Needless to say, it was a very fun experience. 

When I reached my teenage years, it was time for me to leave KFC and become a member of YFC (Youth For Christ). Again, not many people know this but I became a member of YFC back when I was just around 13 or 14 years old. We were part of a different sector at that time, which was B3. I attended camp and it was a very fulfilling experience. Till now, I can still remember some of the things which happened in that camp. 

Sadly, I gradually stopped coming to other YFC activities after camp even though I told myself I'd be active. I mean, I really did try. I attended all these household meetings and also kept in touch with the other members. But then I became too busy with school and training (with the Boosters) that I simply lost time for it. My parents kept on asking me about it and even pushing me to go to various events but eventually, they stopped as well. They were disappointed, I'm sure, but they never forced me to become active again. They understood I guess, that this was something they couldn't control anymore without making me feel annoyed. But the sad thing really was the fact that the reason I was inactive was that I lost time and frankly, interest, in serving God. 

At that time, I felt I had more important things to do.

The time came when we moved to a new house (our current home) and my parents also transferred sectors. From B3, they became members of B2. And they were also asked to become heads of the youth division for B2. I know this was a huge burden for them because it meant overseeing all the projects of YFC. And c'mon, heading a huge number of teenagers can never be easy, what with all the drama we go through. But they prayed really hard and after some time, accepted. They've been youth heads for more than two years now.

The thing is, with that responsibility with them, it also brought on some pressure. Think about it, the couple in charge of YFC SB2 taking care of all these different teenagers & leading them to serve God when their own children weren't even members of YFC (technically I sort of wasn't anymore since I became completely inactive)? That was ironic. So of course, our parents started pushing us both to become members of YFC SB2. My younger sister eventually agreed and she attended camp the same year my parents became heads for the youth. And to this date, she has happily been serving Him.

Which brings me to my experience. 

Please read my next post for part 2! ☺

(http://dreams-and-real-things.blogspot.com/2012/05/nothing-is-impossible-23.html)

Meet the Pavinos! (Day 11)

Okay, so this post is really late. Two weeks of not blogging, wow haha! School has just been so crazy and it's like my workload never seems to lessen. 

Well, I really wanted continue so I'm finding the time to write again now. Hopefully I get to post again tomorrow. Anyway, here's day 11! ☺

Day 11 - Your family

My family is amazing. Seriously. I'm so, so thankful that God blessed me with them ☺

I'll start by talking about my parents.

My parents are incredibly loving, patient and hard-working. They definitely gave my sister and I a wonderful childhood. They've always been so supportive of us both and they've never failed to show us how much they love us. They've always put me and Kaye first - always sacrificed and did as much as they could to make us happy. They are just so selfless and it makes me feel like I'm the luckiest girl alive. They've also brought me up to love and respect God above all. I'm grateful because I have a strong foundation of faith, thanks to them.

Another thing I admire so much is how wonderful their marriage has been all these years. Not once have I ever seen them fight or exchange harsh words with one another. They have always treated each other with respect and kindness. They have always remained patient and affectionate with one another as well. Their love for each other is one thing I really hope I get blessed with in the future. It's because of that love that our family has grown closer through the years. It's because of that love that we are happy and content ☺

 

Now, I'll talk about my sister. 

My sister is the best. She's the sweetest and kindest person I know. Ever since we were little, we've never had a major fight. I think the worst we've been through is just tampuhan (and it hasn't ever lasted long). I just find it so hard to stay mad at someone who's always been so loving to me. Every day, she does little acts of kindness that make me feel so special. She puts up with my immaturity and weirdness as well. To be honest, sometimes, I think she should be the older sister. Even though we're 4 years apart, I've always seemed like the younger one because of how serious she is and how immature I am (haha yes, I really am). 

I'll admit, I bully and tease her a lot but I guess it's just how I show my affection to her. It's because I know she understands that's how I really am. She's the only person in the whole world who knows exactly how weird I am. She's the only person in the world I feel completely and truly comfortable around. I don't need to pretend around her at all. There's no need to. 

I love my sister so, so much and I know that I really am blessed to have her. I wouldn't want to replace her with anyone else. And I just know that even when we grow older, we'll always be really close (or hopefully even closer than we are now). I know she's always gonna be there for me and I will always, always be there for her too. Every time she feels unsure of herself, I just want her to realize how great she is. She says she looks up to me but in truth, I look up to her. She's smart, beautiful, sweet, kind, funny and understanding. What more could I ask for in a sister, really ☺

 (Haha ok I'm so cheesy, but it's fine because I know my sister deserves it hehe)

(Isn't she just beautiful? ♡)

5 Little Things (Day 1)

Okay, I know that last January 31 I said that I would try doing a 30-day challenge and I was supposed to start the next day, but then I didn't have time to do it. I haven't had the time to update my blog for 3 days actually. So tonight, I'm gonna post those 3 blogs which I wasn't able to do + my blog for today. Bear with me please hehe ☺

Day 1 - Five ways to win your heart

Wow, what an interesting start to this 30 day challenge hahaha ☺ There are a lot of things that I find appealing or definite turn-ons but the 5 things I'm gonna list now (in no particular order regarding importance) are those traits/characteristics which popped into my head first. I guess that just means that these traits/characteristics are some of those which I value the most.

① Having the ability to make me laugh. 

     ✈ This is definitely important to me because I'm someone who always enjoys a good laugh. I always appreciate it when someone makes the effort to cheer me up or make me happy. It actually doesn't take that much to achieve that because I'm someone who thinks that it's the little things that matter ☺ Just knowing that I could have someone who would never fail to make me smile at the end of the day or make me laugh till my sides hurt - that's something I would really treasure.

(c) http://www.visualphotos.com/image/2x4109790/

② Being able to carry a good conversation.

     ✈ This. Honestly, I can't stand it when I talk to someone and we end up talking about nothing really. I really hate having conversations which are just made up of overused fillers like "What are you doing?" or "Are you hungry?" or "Are you sleepy?" and you get the gist.. 

I enjoy having conversations with substance. It doesn't mean that we have to talk about serious things all the time. What I mean is that those conversations that we have should be those which help us just learn about each other more and more. It should be a conversation that has direction and it doesn't die out and end up in an awkward silence. I mean, I don't really care what the topic is about. What I care about is if I feel (after having that particular conversation) that I've learned more about this person I'm talking to. That's what a good conversation is for me. 

(c) http://www.pasiones.es/el-poder-de-las-palabras/

③ Being someone who has a love for food. 

     ✈ I know, it sounds pretty vague. I mean, who doesn't love food? I'm sure almost everyone does. (Those who don't, all I have to say is.. WHY?) Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm someone who would be willing to spend one whole day just trying out different kinds of food. I'm super adventurous when it comes to it. I don't know, food just interests me so much. This is gonna make me sound like such a fatty but, if you suddenly want to surprise me and you want to be sure that it'll make me happy, then I gotta tell you that food is the way to go. Really. Oh and if you know how to cook, that would such a big bonus. Hahaha ☺

(c) http://www.123rf.com/photo_6101587.html

④ Being someone who loves being around his family and who has a good relationship with them.

     ✈ What can I say? Family is very important to me. I can't imagine being with someone who isn't family-oriented or who doesn't like being with his family. I'm very close to mine and the way I was brought up is definitely the way I would want to bring up my own kids. Truth be told, I believe in the idea of falling in love and being with someone because you know that that's someone you want to marry someday. You don't fall in love and think that "Okay, one day we're going to break up". I mean, what's the point of that? You fall in love but you know that you don't want to marry the person? Then that's not love but just infatuation. The reason I brought this up is that I hope that the next person I fall in love with is someone I would want to marry someday, at the right time. And that person should value family because I would want to be able to raise a family with someone who values it as much as I do. Another thing is I value my family's say when it comes to different matters concerning my life. I trust their judgment because I know that everything they do is for my own good and happiness. Knowing that the person I'm with also feels the same about his family is something that would make me feel safe. It's that thought that would also make me feel like I made the right choice.

(c) http://www.fbcba.org/index.cfm?id=19

⑤ Having a good relationship with God.

     ✈ Lastly, I want to be with someone who loves God as much or even more than I do. I want to be with someone who can make me a better person each day and I believe that that can only happen if you have a good relationship with God. My parents raised me to put God above everything else and though I struggle a lot with that (even more so now; I'm really trying to be better though), I want to be with someone who helps me strengthen my faith in Him. At the end of the day, God always does what's best for us. I want to be able to give back to Him and thank Him for all that. To do that, I need someone who knows how important that is.

(c) http://www.123rf.com/stock-photo/praying.html

So there, those are 5 ways to win my heart (ugh that sounds so cheesy & corny .___. but yeah, that was the challenge for day 1 hahaha)☺ 

I hope that even though my blog was kinda chatty, it still made sense ☺

Goodbye, January.

(c) http://myheartsongsings.tumblr.com/

I can't believe that the first month of 2012 is already at a close. 

To be honest, January was.. okay. It wasn't amazing but I didn't find it horrible either. I think of it more as a "steppingstone month" for the things to come this year. It was the month which grounded me and made me decide how I want to live the rest of the year.  It also helped that I did a lot of soul-searching to realize what it is that I really want.

I thank God for all the blessings and for also keeping everyone I love safe. I learned this month how I should never take the time I spend with the people I care about for granted because you never know what the next day may bring. Just knowing that I was able to spend this month with the people who matter to me, makes me feel content. Somehow this month has managed to help me realize a lot of important life lessons. 

Just thinking that February is already starting tomorrow makes me feel quite giddy. I'm not really sure why. I guess the thought of a new month always makes me feel that it's a start of amazing things to come. I do hope that February will be a better month for me (and for everyone else) than January was. But I also know that that can only happen if I make it happen. I can't just leave everything to chance. It's time for me to go beyond my comfort zone and take action. These past few weeks have made me realize how I should learn to move forward and let go of the things that hurt me. I should learn how to focus on those things which make me better and also challenge me to grow more as a person.

All seriousness aside though, I've also decided to do the 30 day challenge! It's something I've never done faithfully before so I hope that I will be able to do so now ☺

Here's a sneak peek of the "challenges" that I'm gonna do/the coming topics for my next blogs ☺

15 Random Facts

I'm not really sure what to talk about so I guess I'll just write 15 random facts about myself ☺

⚡ My mom told me that my name was supposed to be Gabrielle instead of Beatrice. So I would've been a Gabby instead of a Bea. I think Gabrielle's a beautiful name but I'm quite happy with my given name now.

⚡ I love reading random facts. I really do! In my spare time, if I'm not reading a book or watching an episode from one of my favorite TV shows, you would definitely find me in my room reading loads of trivia. 

⚡ To continue the random fact previous to this, I could say that I'm particularly fond of reading film trivia. I guess it really interests me how a certain movie was made and all those things that you wouldn't usually know about it. I swear, I enjoy reading up on who was supposed to be cast, random mishaps during filming and more.

⚡ I love reading up on useless facts too. Like, did you know that Queen Elizabeth II has a rubber duck in her private bath with an inflatable crown? Or that more than 10 people a year are killed by vending machines (how on earth, I have no idea either haha)? Yes, it's useless information I know but you have to admit, it's still pretty darn interesting.

⚡ I am scared of cats. Well, I don't think I have an extreme fear of them (or maybe it's just a mild case of Ailurophobia). But honestly, they freak me out. Their eyes are creepy! And their long, swishy tails.. Ugh. Sorry to the cat lovers but I am no fan of cats. The only cats I like are imaginary (Garfield & Puss in Boots). I can still stand my ground when I see a cat though. But most of the time, I get frozen in fear. Ask my sister. She always has a good laugh every time I encounter cats.

⚡ Traveling all over the world has always been a dream of mine. I even have a list of places to go to before I die. The idea of going somewhere completely foreign to me has always piqued my interest. I mean, c'mon. Just thinking of immersing yourself in different cultures, meeting different sorts of people and just being exposed to so much different things. It sounds amazing.

⚡ I am a Potterhead. Always will be. I even remember the very first time I laid my hands on the first book (I was 8 years old!). I have my aunt to thank for that. I immediately fell in love with the world of Harry Potter. I adore J.K. Rowling. She is brilliant! Beyond brilliant. The way she wove the whole story together, it's ridiculous! There will never be a fantasy series that I will love more than Harry Potter. The fact that I practically grew up with this series and also the movies (and cast) makes me feel an even deeper connection to it.

⚡ I always wanted to have an older brother. I like the idea of having someone who will always protect you and will always keep you safe.

⚡ I like baking. And by baking, I mean baking something completely from scratch. (I don't bake using instant cake mixes, etc) A few years ago, I never thought that I would know how to so I was really pleased when I discovered that I wasn't that bad at all. I even remember the first thing I ever baked - a red velvet cake. It was for someone's birthday and I wanted to do something I never did before. His favorite color was red, so naturally, that's the first thing that popped in my head.

⚡ I'm not a good singer but I do love singing with my sister. She's a great singer though. Anyway, I always make her sing with me when we're on the road (duets in particular). I'm glad she puts up with me because I remember recording my voice one time just to hear how I sounded. Definitely a letdown. Hahaha. 

⚡ I love dessert. I think it's the best part of any meal. Don't get me wrong though, I love love love food. But sometimes, I would gladly skip everything just to get to dessert.

⚡ I enjoy working out. It's one of the most satisfying things ever. I only got a gym membership last September 2011 but before that, I was always able to work out somehow. In high school, I was a member of the cheerleading squad and we would have regular training so that helped me keep fit during those years. I haven't joined the squad in college now because I can't commit to something like that anymore (I need to focus on my academics more too). Enrolling in gym was my best option at working out.

⚡ I have the weirdest timing when it comes to food cravings. Again, my sister knows this very well. I remember one time, I was craving for tapsilog and it was like 10 PM. Or there was this time that what I was craving for was frankly just really weird. You know what it was? Rice mixed with cheese spread. (Yes, you might find it gross but it's actually pretty good paired with the right viand) But yeah, I've craved for worse haha.

⚡ I get very attached to fictional characters. Be it from books, movies or tv shows. I find it hard to let them go or forget about them.

⚡ It's not just the characters though. I get attached to the lives they live. I think it's because when I immerse myself in their different worlds, it's not hard for me to pretend that they're real. Fictional worlds are an escape for me. Be it imagining myself studying at Hogwarts, exploring Narnia, having adventures in Middle-earth, waging war against the Capitol, or being involved in Percy Jackson's world and so much more.

So there, just the first 15 random facts that popped in my head. I hope they don't seem strange or anything ☺