This + His perfect peace ♥︎ (at Lilom Resort)
After a few days, I finally found the train! KL is definitely a car city (I spent almost an hour by the highway! There’s one cab in like 325 cars!) Plus ang dami kong nabasa about horror stories with taxi drivers. Thank God the drivers I had are all helpful and kind! Yung totoo, all Malaysians I met are like that. ★ (at GoKL Pasar Seni)
Rooftops - Jesus Culture
Knowing that Your perfect grace has brought me to this place, because of You, I freely live… All the good You’ve done for me, I lift up my hands for all to see. You’re the only one who brings me to my knees. To share this love across the Earth, the beauty of your Holy worth. ♥
The 용수철 of a Shawol ★
I was released from the hospital the morning of our flight so I was worried that something might happen while we were in Seoul. Thankfully, the Lord released me from my worries with Psalm 121:8 and I ended up having a great time. Before the trip, I didn’t know anything about Shinee (I had friends who took that against me, haha!) but that was actually a blessing: to take in the energy and charm of the boys as it is, with no fangirl feelings. THEY WERE (AND STILL ARE) AMAZING. Dara is another story. I know of her, didn’t really like or dislike her, but when she spoke to us in Filipino, it was weird… and good. You could see that she’s still the same Krung-Krung. Pretty awesome for someone whose face is all over Myeongdong! It was a quick trip for me (we left the next day, but we had time to go to Han River, Hongdae and the only place in my Seoul checklist then: Coffee Prince!) but it left such a lovely mark in my heart. This was the beginning of a wonderful love affair with Seoul… and with Shinee, haha.
The LORD will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore. (Psalm 121:8)
理由 Shéme in Hong Kong ☆
We took a few days off work to walk around long streets in the highest heels (mostly me, sometimes Rxandy), lug around shopping bags (mostly LA and Lil), talk to strangers (mostly Gio), sweat to death (mostly Jay) and stay up ‘til morning (mostly… well, all of us.) This vacation turned out to be the most exhausting trip, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Where else will I find friends who would stay with me in McDonald’s while I write my column? At 12 freaking midnight. In a foreign country. On vacation. Well, that’s me, always finding a way to ruin someone else’s holiday. I swear I don’t do it on purpose.
昨年の夏 in Tokyo ♥
My heart was in overdrive the whole time we were in Japan. It was the ordinary moments—having mid-afternoon snacks at my grandfather’s favorite dessert shop (over a hundred years old!) with my dad and brother, ordering fresh but pricey tekka maki in Tsukiji market, biking through neighborhood parks with my cousin, combing Harajuku for a ramen shop, braving the rain to buy mineral water at a konbini—that brought a wonderful meaning to the entire experience.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. (James 1:17)
Brush up on new-school hairstyles that make the beauty grade
(Photography by Cyrus Panganiban; Makeup by Anton Patdu and Gery Penaso; Hair by Jay Wee; Modeled by Pauline Prieto and Terence; Styled by me)