Today: If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to?

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If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to?

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Wow. Converted to PHP that’s 57M. If I really had to give it away I would give it to my husband so it comes back to me lol. Well, that was my husband’s answer. I actually never thought of that.

Personally though if I were to give it away without plotting to get it back I would give it to KBCF to fund the church building project. It’s my previous home church. I’m not active anymore, but there aren’t a lot of organizations I trust.

I grew up in a Christian household. As a kid me and my family would attend Word of Hope. Then when we moved I joined a different church, Victory Novaliches, while my parents stayed with WOH. I was active at Victory. I taught kids as a Sunday School teacher, I was with a cell group. I thought my faith was flourishing. Until I was reminded to make disciples. I couldn’t do it. I was too scared to reach out. Every time it crossed my mind I start second guessing my faith. If I was a real Christian why is it so hard for me to evangelize?

When I got married I moved to a new church, KBCF, where my husband attended. Although it was smaller, it felt warmer. It didn’t take long for me to get familiar with the attendees. Its size made the pastors and elders more approachable. So approachable I wouldn’t dare doze off as the audience is merely yards away from the pulpit lol. And because I couldn’t sleep, I listened more. And because I listened more, I learned more.

I would say my Christian life grew with KBFC. It encouraged me to study the Bible, make fellowship, and ask questions. It brought enlightenment to the glamorized Christian worldview of prosperity and abundance. They’re not afraid to get real. Which is probably why I grew. Grew out of it, not of the church, but of my faith. I realized I’m too comfortable to be called a Christian.

Soup brain

 My brain is fucking soup right now. I want to go home.

Today: What is your favorite hobby or pastime?

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What is your favorite hobby or pastime?

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It changes over the years. Depends on what I’m currently obsessing about. Normally I would say drawing, reading, or writing. But I’ve never drawn anything in so long. I’ve never finished a book in months. And I’m only beginning to write religiously again because I have a new site and I just finished tinkering with the layout. Which makes me excited to write content haha.

So yeah, for now it’s writing.

But if I’m not writing I’m probably watching kdramas on Netflix, playing Royal Match, cleaning the house with Rainy Jazz in the background, or simply procrastinating on work. The last being what I do for the most part.

Today: Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.

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Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.

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College. I was in a University I liked, taking a course I didn’t like, in an academic org that without fail always made me feel stupid. Mind you, I didn’t take it against anyone. It’s just that the course was too hard for my brain. A subject my peers could understand in one semester, I had to take thrice. I thought getting into an academic org would help me but I just felt more and more inferior. Everyone was so smart and I felt so little, so stupid.

I shouldn’t have been there in the first place. When I failed the entrance exam, my parents found a way to put me in the waitlist, but it meant taking a course I didn’t choose, and losing a semester of school. It was important for me to get into this uni because it’s a prestigious one, and my older sister is there.

The only available courses for me were in the engineering department, because they only looked at your Math and Science entrance exam scores. Somehow my scores put me in the 90th percentile, which gave me a good chance. My preferred courses looked into English and Reading as well – where I scored low, so that pulled my percentile ranking down.

So yeah, I entered on the 2nd half of the schoolyear. And spent 2.5 years feeling so stressed out at school. No matter how much I studied I just couldn’t grasp anything. After failing a lot of my prerequisite subjects, which is a lot of Maths and Sciences, and realizing I won’t get anywhere with this field, I decided to leave.

My parents supported me because they knew I was having such a hard time and they didn’t want me to suffer so much, specially when they realize it might take me a decade to graduate with this kind of brain haha.

So I left and transferred to a nearby college, where my dad taught. I picked a course I was interested in, started as a new freshman, and enjoyed school. I had friends, got a part time job, was busy with several orgs, and loved it. I graduated with latin honors and even met my husband there.

So in a sense it all worked out.

Today: Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

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Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

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Oh my goodness as someone who works in IT I’d be dead meat for sure. All of the skills that would make me money depends on me working on a desktop so as far as getting a good paying job, I know I don’t stand a chance lol.

I’d probably look for a service industry job like a barista or a fast food crew to make ends meet haha. And my husband, if he’s in the same nightmare would probably be in the sports and fitness industry? Maybe he’d try coaching badminton or train as a gym coach or whatever. Yeah, that looks sweet. He’ll be in the gym and I’ll be in a cafe haha. Just our favorite places, would you believe it? But poor, yes. We’ll be poor haha. Our dog will suffer.

But as for how my daily life would probably go without a computer… there was actually a time in my life I didn’t rely on one, and that time is called my childhood haha. Guess I’m too old for this question cos I can totally imagine it!

I’d read more books, draw more, go out in the sun more, watch TV more. But of course without my high paying IT job I probably won’t have time for leisure and would be working all day, on a regular shift that I hate, and be back home all tired and spent. I’d probably hate drinking coffee now that I’m making it for a small living. Oh well.

Great question! It was fun imagining.