Answering Your Frightening Questions (Part 1)

  Hello, my beans. It seems again, I have underestimated you.  When I posted my desperate request for questions I thought that at best, I would get about 15 comments or so. After all, Q&As just don't seem to be so hot on WordPress right now. So I was fully ready for an underwhelming response, but … Continue reading Answering Your Frightening Questions (Part 1)

Let’s Do Something…Fun, I Guess

  Well, beans! It's been a while, has it not? I'm sorry for my shameful disappearances on the blogospehere. Life continues to be rather......awful.   Things in my personal life have been shaky, and it's definitely affecting everything else. I haven't been able to keep up with friends (so just know, I still love you, … Continue reading Let’s Do Something…Fun, I Guess

In Which I Meet My Favorite Author (feat. Me Being A Total Fangirl)

  It happened, beans. It happened. IT HAPPENED.  Shannon Messenger came to MY STATE to promote her newest book in her series, Keeper Of The Lost Cities.    And I got to go.    As you probably are aware of, Shannon Messenger is my favorite author. And Keeper Of The Lost Cities is my favorite book series/book. So as if it … Continue reading In Which I Meet My Favorite Author (feat. Me Being A Total Fangirl)

in which i accidentally become a short term missionary supporter// pananaw for philippines

Guys please read this and SHARE IT AGAIN!!! It literally takes 60 seconds to reblog this. Even if you don’t know Jo, she wants to do something for God’s kingdom and that’s something to applaud and share. And give if God leads you to. Love you beans! ❤

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i… can explain.

*immediately fails to do so*

you know how you wake up and do school and then bike to the library and write sappy poems and then read a book everyone’s raving about and eat and drink and breathe and exist—

and it’s like… it’s off.

which makes you off.

*me

yeah, yeah, me.

and maybe, i guess, i found out why.

so my uncle and aunt are missionaries to our home country of the philippines, on a little island called boracay. and like many people serving around the world, they need help– someone to lighten the load, someone to do the mundane details of running a church/school/ministry.

and for some reason, uncle (or as we say, “tito”) joven asked, of everyone in the world…

me.

i should also mention here that he’s both a missionary and the biggest clown you’ll ever see that side of the globe…

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