youth knows no pain
My name is Lyka Velez, 17 years old, Scorpio.
Adventurous, self-aware, and outgoing is what I am. Future media producer and PETA advocate.
I love art, and the great outdoors.
Happily Ever After's don't exist but in Disney it does.
What a day.
Went to the Simala Shrine up in the mountains this morning, my mom told me that the shrine was built because in 1998, Mother Mary supposedly appeared to 4 monks who lived in the once barren land, and since her appearance the land had flourished, so they built the shrine for her in gratitude. We attended the mass which I didn't understand a WORD of because it was all in Bisaya, a language I don't speak, I was SO sleepy, I really believed I was gonna snooze while standing up, I kept digging my nails into my skin to wake myself up, but nope, that didn't work. Oh, not until the church dog appeared. Yeah. There's a church dog. A big brown and white dog with intelligent looking eyes. It walked around the alter and places like nothing. It was nice, I love dogs! And apparently there's a church dog in another shrine who amazingly bows 3 times in the alter, with no training! I wanna see that.
The church was packed with believers desperate for healing and blessing, after the mass people hoarded to the alter to get blessed by the priest. My mom was in the wheelchair and she was blessed first, I was beside her, so I was second. He said "Believe in the Gospel, and you will be healed". I looked at my moms closed prayerful eyes, and I thought... she's got a shot at this. Then I thought about me.. whether I can believe and be healed. I felt like a non-believer pretending to believe. Even though in my heart I DO believe. But maybe I'm just so hopeless about anything making my life better that I just don't bother anymore.
As I was sitting in the church pews, I scanned the chuch artworks, because I had a theory that the Illuminati infiltrated the Catholic church many years ago, I googled it, and it seemed many shared my theory, one article claiming there's an all seeing eye in every church. And sure enough; right above me was a glass painting with the all seeing eye, surrounded by clouds and rays of light, there were angels surrounding it, which I tried to count but my eyesight failed me =_=. What I wonder is, how does it get there? is there an Illumaniti member hidden in every church? Or atleast, a member that is involved with the first few months of building the church? is it a recognized universal necessity in every church that no priest or nun ever bothered to look up? Is there mind control or brainwash involved? I don't know, the possibilities are endless. But that little glass painting right above me, told me that there was definitely more to what we believe in. How did they infiltrate us? What did they set out to do or prove? To prove they are watching us even in our own worship place? Or that they ARE in the church? Could they have changed something in the Bible that was CRUCIAL for Christians? or removed? Again! Endless possibilities. As I write this, I feel they're watching me. LOL. *shivers*
On our way down the mountain, we stopped at some roadside stall, and my aunt bought a bag of FRESH, unroasted, straight from the soil - peanuts. She kept cracking shells open and giving it to me, I couldn't refuse even though I felt a little nauseous. So I ate them, they tasted sweet? and they were really.. moist. It was RAW. After a few minutes I felt like puking, and I did. I haven't puked in YEARS. The last time I remember I did, was when I had this really bad homemade burger, and I puked in the toilet, this was like... 5 years ago. I puked in a plastic bag and tied it up, then my mom opened the window and threw it into the forest. LMAO. Forest animals are gonna loveee this. I kid. I felt better after puking.
Afterwards, we went to this Cebu Pride festival, and just walked around. Bought nice bracelets for an EXTREMELY cheap cost. 3-freakin-dirhams for 2 friendship bracelets! I'd have to order these online for $12! Been looking for these everywhere. My aunts all offered to buy me WHATEVER I wanted, and I was SO excited, but UGH. There was nothing good in the fashion+accessories area! Everything looked tacky and.... just not me =_=. I decided to buy these freshwater pearl earrings, that look darling. I don't think pearls suit me but my best friend said pearls help to calm anger. Since I have vast raging sea of anger, I'll try it. I don't wanna wear it tomorrow because I'm gonna need all of that rage to take out on my father.
Speaking of which! The bitch is arriving tomorrow night at 7:00pm. And my mom is so excited it breaks my heart. And it makes me hate him even more. While I was brushing my teeth this morning, I remembered a piece of information I disregarded a few months ago BEFORE we left for Dubai. My dad apparently went an expensive restaurant by himself without telling anyone, but my brother found out because he saw the reciept, and what was strange was that it was a meal for two. I didn't have the slightest notion that he was seeing someone else, maybe an ounce of me did. But I quickly disregarded, NOWWW that I remember this, I am even MOREEEE fueled with rage and I cannot wait to throw this in his face. This is why Scorpios would make great lawyers. Oh man... great. Now I'm angry. I am really angry!
Oh, this afternoon we skyped with my cousin and my brother, then my dad came in the room, and he looked so fucking guilty, and was being all nice to my mom, then the call cut, and when we got it back, the bitch was gone. Bitch took the chance to run away. COWARD. but at the same time, yeah you better run you disgusting piece of shit. I hope your plane crashes cuz that's what you get for being a selfish stupid pig.
ANYWAYS :) this post is long enough for you to never want to come back.
Goodnight. And keep an eye on your husband, your father, your brother, and man! MEN. ARE. PIGS. Do not forget.
YEAH YEAH, I knowww, don't generalize, but all the ladies can back me on this.
Night.
The church was packed with believers desperate for healing and blessing, after the mass people hoarded to the alter to get blessed by the priest. My mom was in the wheelchair and she was blessed first, I was beside her, so I was second. He said "Believe in the Gospel, and you will be healed". I looked at my moms closed prayerful eyes, and I thought... she's got a shot at this. Then I thought about me.. whether I can believe and be healed. I felt like a non-believer pretending to believe. Even though in my heart I DO believe. But maybe I'm just so hopeless about anything making my life better that I just don't bother anymore.
As I was sitting in the church pews, I scanned the chuch artworks, because I had a theory that the Illuminati infiltrated the Catholic church many years ago, I googled it, and it seemed many shared my theory, one article claiming there's an all seeing eye in every church. And sure enough; right above me was a glass painting with the all seeing eye, surrounded by clouds and rays of light, there were angels surrounding it, which I tried to count but my eyesight failed me =_=. What I wonder is, how does it get there? is there an Illumaniti member hidden in every church? Or atleast, a member that is involved with the first few months of building the church? is it a recognized universal necessity in every church that no priest or nun ever bothered to look up? Is there mind control or brainwash involved? I don't know, the possibilities are endless. But that little glass painting right above me, told me that there was definitely more to what we believe in. How did they infiltrate us? What did they set out to do or prove? To prove they are watching us even in our own worship place? Or that they ARE in the church? Could they have changed something in the Bible that was CRUCIAL for Christians? or removed? Again! Endless possibilities. As I write this, I feel they're watching me. LOL. *shivers*
On our way down the mountain, we stopped at some roadside stall, and my aunt bought a bag of FRESH, unroasted, straight from the soil - peanuts. She kept cracking shells open and giving it to me, I couldn't refuse even though I felt a little nauseous. So I ate them, they tasted sweet? and they were really.. moist. It was RAW. After a few minutes I felt like puking, and I did. I haven't puked in YEARS. The last time I remember I did, was when I had this really bad homemade burger, and I puked in the toilet, this was like... 5 years ago. I puked in a plastic bag and tied it up, then my mom opened the window and threw it into the forest. LMAO. Forest animals are gonna loveee this. I kid. I felt better after puking.
Afterwards, we went to this Cebu Pride festival, and just walked around. Bought nice bracelets for an EXTREMELY cheap cost. 3-freakin-dirhams for 2 friendship bracelets! I'd have to order these online for $12! Been looking for these everywhere. My aunts all offered to buy me WHATEVER I wanted, and I was SO excited, but UGH. There was nothing good in the fashion+accessories area! Everything looked tacky and.... just not me =_=. I decided to buy these freshwater pearl earrings, that look darling. I don't think pearls suit me but my best friend said pearls help to calm anger. Since I have vast raging sea of anger, I'll try it. I don't wanna wear it tomorrow because I'm gonna need all of that rage to take out on my father.
Speaking of which! The bitch is arriving tomorrow night at 7:00pm. And my mom is so excited it breaks my heart. And it makes me hate him even more. While I was brushing my teeth this morning, I remembered a piece of information I disregarded a few months ago BEFORE we left for Dubai. My dad apparently went an expensive restaurant by himself without telling anyone, but my brother found out because he saw the reciept, and what was strange was that it was a meal for two. I didn't have the slightest notion that he was seeing someone else, maybe an ounce of me did. But I quickly disregarded, NOWWW that I remember this, I am even MOREEEE fueled with rage and I cannot wait to throw this in his face. This is why Scorpios would make great lawyers. Oh man... great. Now I'm angry. I am really angry!
Oh, this afternoon we skyped with my cousin and my brother, then my dad came in the room, and he looked so fucking guilty, and was being all nice to my mom, then the call cut, and when we got it back, the bitch was gone. Bitch took the chance to run away. COWARD. but at the same time, yeah you better run you disgusting piece of shit. I hope your plane crashes cuz that's what you get for being a selfish stupid pig.
ANYWAYS :) this post is long enough for you to never want to come back.
Goodnight. And keep an eye on your husband, your father, your brother, and man! MEN. ARE. PIGS. Do not forget.
YEAH YEAH, I knowww, don't generalize, but all the ladies can back me on this.
Night.