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Undomestic Goddess

2006-08-09T22:43:00.000-07:00

here is the book that i have been reading for a month now....

actually, regalo ito sakin ng mga ka-office ko.... ang sweet nga nila eh...

GRABE! ganda ng story....

nakaktawa yung part na samantha was trying to cook dinner for he ruber rich boss, pero she doen't really know how to cook! as in! pinaniwala nya yung mga boss nya na she trained in this cordon bleu chef na magaling sa london, pero hindi naman talga... she is a lawyer who made a mistake in one of her cases....

shempre, like in other books, may onject of affection sha... isang hardinero!!!! astig!!!! i can just imagine the face of nathaniel... wehehehehehehehehe... ibang klase!!!! eh dito sa pinas mukang mga ewan ang mga hardinero eh.... hehehehehehehehehe...

anyway, i found this sa site nung book by sophie kinsella... part of the book lang...

Would you consider yourself stressed?

No. I'm not stressed.
I'm . . . busy. Plenty of people are busy. I have a high-powered job, my career is important to me, and I enjoy it.
OK. So sometimes I do feel a bit tense. But I'm a lawyer in the City, for God's sake. What do you expect?

My handwriting is pressing so hard into the page, I've torn the paper. Dammit. Never mind.

Let's move on to the next question.
On average, how many hours do you spend in the office every day?
14128
It depends.
Do you exercise regularly?
I regularly go swimming
I occasionally go swim
I am intending to begin a regular regime of swimming. When I have time. Work's been busy lately, it's a blip.
Do you drink 8 glasses of water a day?
Yes
Someti
No.
I put down my pen and clear my throat. Across the room, Maya looks up from where she's rearranging all her little pots of wax and nail varnish. Maya is my spa beauty therapist for the day and is in her forties, I'd say. Her long dark hair is in a plait with one white streak woven through it, and she has a tiny silver stud in her nose.
"Everything all right with the questionnaire?" she murmurs.
"I did mention that I'm in a bit of a hurry," I say politely. "Are all these questions absolutely necessary?"
"At the Green Tree Center we like to have as much information as possible to assess your beauty and health needs," she replies in soothing yet implacable tones.
I glance at my watch. Nine forty-five.
I don't have time for this. I really do not have the time. But it's my birthday treat and I promised my best friend, Freya.
To be more accurate, it's last year's birthday treat. Freya gave me the gift voucher for an "Ultimate De-stress Experience" just over a year ago. She's my oldest school friend and is always on at me for working too hard. In the card that came with the voucher she wrote Make Some Time For Yourself, Samantha!!!
Which I did fully intend to do. But we had the Zincon Petrochemical Group restructuring and the Zeus Minerals merger . . . and somehow a year went by without my finding a spare moment. I'm a lawyer with Carter Spink. I work in the corporate department on the finance side, and just at the moment, things are pretty hectic with some big deals on. It's a blip. It'll get better. I just have to get through the next couple of weeks.
Anyway, then Freya sent me this year's birthday card-and I suddenly realized the voucher was about to expire. So here I am, on my twenty-ninth birthday. Sitting on a couch in a white toweling robe and surreal paper knickers.With a halfday window. Max.
Do you smoke?
No.
Do you drink alcohol?
Yes. The odd glass of wine.
Do you eat regular home-cooked meals?
What does that have to do with anything? What makes "home-cooked" meals superior?
I eat a nutritious, varied diet, I write at last. Which is absolutely true.Anyway, everyone knows the Chinese live longer than we do-so what could be more healthy than to eat their food? And pizza is Mediterranean. It's probably more healthy than a home-cooked meal.
Do you feel your life is balanced?
Yes.
N
Yes.
"I'm done," I announce, and hand the pages back to Maya, who starts reading through my answers. Her finger is traveling down the paper at a snail's pace. Like we've got all the time in the world.
Which she may well have. But I seriously have to be back in the office by one.
Maya looks up, a thoughtful expression on her face. "You're obviously quite a stressed-out woman."
What? Where does she get that from? I specifically put on the form, I am not stressed-out.
"No, I'm not." I hope Maya's taking in my relaxed, see-how-unstressed-I-am smile. She looks unconvinced.
"Your job is obviously very pressured."
"I thrive under pressure," I explain. Which is true. I've known that about myself ever since . . .
Well. Ever since my mother told me, when I was about eight. You thrive under pressure, Samantha. Our whole family thrives under pressure. It's like our family motto or something.
Apart from my brother Peter, of course. He had a nervous breakdown. But the rest of us.
I love my job. I love spotting the loophole in a contract. I love the thrill of negotiation, and arguing my case, and making the sharpest point in the room. I love the adrenaline rush of closing a deal.
I suppose just occasionally I do feel as though someone's piling heavy weights on me. Like big concrete blocks, one on top of the other, and I have to keep holding them up, no matter how exhausted I am . . .
But then everyone probably feels like that. It's normal.
"Your skin's very dehydrated." Maya is shaking her head. She runs an expert hand across my cheek and rests her fingers underneath my jaw, looking concerned. "Your heart rate's very high. That's not healthy. Are you feeling particularly tense?"
"Work's pretty busy at the moment." I shrug. "It's just a blip. I'm fine." Can we get on with it?
"Well."Maya gets up. She presses a button set in the wall and gentle pan-pipe music fills the air."All I can say is, you've come to the right place, Samantha. Our aim here is to destress, revitalize, and detoxify."
"Lovely," I say, only half listening. I've just remembered that I never got back to David Elldridge about the Ukrainian oil contract. I meant to call him yesterday. Shit.
"Our aim is to provide a haven of tranquility, away from all your day-to-day worries." Maya presses another button in the wall, and the light dims to a muted glow. "Before we start," she says softly, "do you have any questions?"
"Actually, I do." I lean forward.
"Good!" She beams. "Are you curious about today's treatments, or is it something more general?"
"Could I possibly send a quick e-mail?"
Maya's smile freezes on her face.
"Just quickly," I add. "It won't take two secs-"
"Samantha, Samantha . . ." Maya shakes her head. "You're here to relax. To take a moment for yourself. Not to send e-mails. E-mail's an obsession! An addiction! As evil as alcohol. Or caffeine."
For goodness sake, I'm not obsessed. I mean, that's ridiculous. I check my e-mails about once every . . . thirty seconds, maybe.
The thing is, a lot can change in thirty seconds.
"And besides, Samantha," Maya goes on. "Do you see a computer in this room?"
"No," I reply, obediently looking around the dim little room, at posters of yoga positions and a wind chime and a row of crystals arranged on the windowsill.
"This is why we ask that you leave all electronic equipment in the safe. No mobile phones are permitted. No little computers." Maya spreads her arms. "This is a retreat. An escape from the world."
"Right." I nod meekly.
Now is probably not the time to reveal that I have a BlackBerry hidden in my paper knickers.
"So, let's begin." Maya smiles. "Lie down, please, under a towel. And remove your watch."
"I need my watch!"
"Another addiction." She tsks reprovingly. "You don't need to know the time while you're here."
She turns away, and with reluctance I take off my watch. Then, a little awkwardly, I arrange myself on the massage table, trying to avoid squashing my precious BlackBerry.
I did see the rule about no electronic equipment. And I did surrender my Dictaphone. But three hours without a BlackBerry? I mean, what if something came up at the office? What if there was an emergency?
If they really wanted people to relax, they would let them keep their BlackBerrys and mobile phones, not confiscate them.
Anyway, she'll never see it under my towel.
"I'm going to begin with a relaxing foot rub," says Maya, and I feel her smoothing some kind of lotion over my feet.
"Try to clear your mind."
I stare dutifully up at the ceiling. Clear mind. My mind is as clear as a transparent . . . glass . . .
What am I going to do about Elldridge? He'll be waiting for a response. What if he tells the other partners I was lax? What if it affects my chances of partnership?
I feel a clench of alarm. Now is not the time to leave anything to chance.
"Try to let go of all your thoughts. . . ."Maya is chanting. "Feel the release of tension. . . ."
Maybe I could send him a very quick e-mail.
Surreptitiously I reach down and feel the hard corner of my BlackBerry. Gradually I inch it out of my paper knickers. Maya is still massaging my feet, totally oblivious.
"Your body is growing heavy . . . your mind should be emptying . . ."
I edge the BlackBerry up onto my chest until I can just see the screen underneath the towel. Thank goodness this room is so dim. Trying to keep my movements to a minimum, I furtively start typing an e-mail with one hand.
"Relaax . . ." Maya is saying in soothing tones. "Imagine you're walking along a beach . . ."
"Uh-huh . . ." I murmur.
David, I'm typing. Re ZFN Oil contract. I read through amendments. Feel our response should be
"What are you doing?" says Maya, suddenly alert.
"Nothing!" I say, hastily shoving the BlackBerry back under the towel. "Just . . . er . . . relaxing."
Maya comes round the couch and looks at the bump in the towel where I'm clutching the BlackBerry.
"Are you hiding something?" she says in disbelief.
"No!"
From under the towel the BlackBerry emits a little bleep.
Damn.

Square marks the spot!

2006-08-03T00:29:00.000-07:00

wehehehehehehe.. just got this site from my officemates....
it's www.wikimapia.org

parang top view ng buong mundo ang makikita nyo.. parang google earth pero mas updated ata to eh... i was able to find my house, as seen in the image above...

astig asitg... parang mga toy houses lng ang itchura ng mga bahay dito sa wiki... try nyo..

RYAN Starr of my life!!!!

2006-08-02T20:20:00.000-07:00

Wehehehehehehe...

this is ryan starr... ang dahilan kung baket ako nanonood ng ROCKSTAR SUPERNOVA... super cute... at super joker!!!! wehehehehehehehehe..

i like it when he teases the girls like dana and patrice and especially jill... asar talo cla!!!!

wehehehehehehe...
last night was his best performance ever....

here was the song "my ryan" sang... sa piano ha.. uber talented talga!!!!

LOSING MY RELIGION
R.E.M

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it upThat's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it upConsider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you singI think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

Building a mystery

2006-07-27T17:38:00.000-07:00

Building A Mystery

you come out at night
that's when the energy comes
and the dark side's light and the vampires roam
you strut your rasta wear and your suicide poem and a cross from a faith
that died before Jesus came
you're building a mystery

you live in a church where you sleep with voodoo dolls
and you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the halls
you wear sandals in the snow and a smile that won't wash away
can you look out the window without your shadow getting in the way
oh you're so beautiful with an edge and a charm
but so careful when I'm in your arms

(chorus)'cause you're working building a mystery holding on and holding it in
yeah you're working building a mystery and choosing so carefully

you woke up screaming aloud
a prayer from your secret god you feed off our fears
and hold back your tears give us a tantrum and a know it all grin
just when we need one when the evening's thin

oh you're a beautiful a beautiful fucked up man
you're setting up your razor wire shrine

chorusrepeat chorus

A Prayer for All these Years

2006-07-26T20:34:00.000-07:00

Heavenly Father, all these years, You have sent me precious people as gifts.
Forgive me, if i have been too busy loving and caring for them forgetting to thank You enough for them.

All these years, you have blessed me with good things and plenty.
Forgive me, if i often asked for more

All these years, you have brought me to so many wonderful places, i cherish them all.
Forgive me, if i often wished for more, for ignoring the fact that being with you is the only best place to be.

All these years, You have been scripting a Gospel story through my life, my pains, trials and sufferings,a nd through my joys, happiness and contentment.
Forgive me for the times I only turn to You with nothing but complaints.

All these years, you have given me roles to play and songs to sing on this earthy stage.
Forgive me for the times i even dared to direct Your Son's own Passion in the way that pleases me.
Forgive me for forgetting that You are my Director.

Through all these years, You were always there to watch me grow.
Through all my fears and tears, You were always there to comfort and heal me.
I thank you Lord.

Through all these years, i know i only have You as my only treasure.
So, as I kneel before You, I renew my commitment to Know, Love and Serve You more each day, from now and the rest of my life.

And if it is in accord with Your Will, continue to grant me good health and heal whatever brokeness I have acquired all through these years.
Restore in me a joyful spirit, a happy disposition and a thankful heart.

I am, after all Your masterpeice, Your Song and Your instrument.
I dedicate my years ahead to growing old gracefully in Your love, in Your hands, in Your time.
I make these prayers through Jesus, our Divine Savior and the Holy Spirit, Amen

This prayer was recited by everybody last night during the mass i attended for the feast day of sta. anna... it is a very touching prayer and i want to share it with everybody.

from the past to the present...

2006-07-25T23:57:00.001-07:00

i was reading my previous blog... at naalala ko tong post na to.. very suitable to what i am now...

meaning of MEAN-TIME girls...

so, wat's a mean time girl?
well, i like to thank ANGELA FERRERIA, LOURDES QUILANTANG, MARLYN GONDRANEOS, NINA CLEMENTE, PAM VELASCO, BIANCA VICENTE, ANDREA ESPEJO and RHEA ROSE SAPITULA... sa mga taong one way or another contributed to this freaking blog post... lahat cla has a part of this blog, ako lang nag type... wahahaha...

at first, you might say that this phrase means nothing but a bull shit slang coming from a group of bitter girls... yup, at first it was just lyk dat.. but, i was thinking, this adjective should be placed in the dictionary... it has a meaning soo suitable to almost all of the girls i know... so wat does dis really mean?

mean-time girls adj. /min-tym gerls/ - a group of words placed together to describe a group of people, particularly girls, who are just a gap filler for guys...

gap filler? yup, u read it ryt, gap filler...

alam nyo ba yung mga times na yung mga guys kakabreak lang, or yung mga tyms na nagiisip cla, or yung mga tyms na confused cla, yung mga tyms na malayo sa kanila yung mga girl friends nila, yung indefinitely hindi nla alam kung kelan babalik yung girls nila? yung mga tyms na yun, guys want to feel na der stil guys... yung mga tipong dey still want to see if yung mga "moves" nla are still working to girls... yung mga times nato, dey nid someone to express there affection and love... not neccesary sa gfs nla kse nga its either nag away cla or dey nid "time away"..

dun pumapasok ang mga mean time girls...yun yng mga tinitext, tinatawagan or ka-email ng mga guys na hindi nman ka-pangitan, pero masayahin na girls na feeling ng mga guys eh makakalimutan nila yung gfs nila pag ksama nila ang isang mean time girl... ang mga mean time girls don't want to be called a mean time girl.. baket? well, kung hindi ka ba nman tanga! cnong girl ang gustong matawag na mean girl lang!!!

ang mga mean time girls madalas maiwan sa ere! yung bang shempre yung guys, magpapaka sweet sa mga mean time girls kse they miss der gfs.. saka, dey dont want to waste der sweet text to der real gfs kse war cla, so nabubuhos sa mga meant time girls, ang mga taga-salo...

but the sad part is, mean time girls have feelings also... hindi parang faucet ang emotions ng mga mean time girls noh, na bubuksan lang ng guys kung kelan nila gusto tapos feeling nila masasara lang ng ganun ka-dali..

swerte ang mga guys wid mean time girls kse ders somebody to comfort them, to talk to them, to hug them pag lonely cla, to accompany them sa movies, to make them laugh, to give advices...

pero, pag dumating na ulet yung gf nila or yung tunay nilang gustong ligawan, ayan maiiwan na na parang sira ang mga mean time girls... nag aabang, naghihintay, napapraning...

nakaka inis pag ganun nlang lagi ang role ng isang girl na mean time girl... sana nlang, guys wuld be sensitive enough to know that girls are humans also... dey hav real feelings and emotions, hindi drawing lang... sana, if dey dont intend to catch a mean time girl, dey should make it clear... wag na yung kung ano2x pa ang sinasabing mga ka-bullshittan at ka-bullcrappan na hangang text o hangang salita lang nman... wla nmang action, wala nmang gawa...

sori ha, insensitive na kse ako sa mga bagay pagdating sa pag-ibig eh.. at over rated at wala nang meaning sakin yung mga words, "i miss u", "take care", "kain ka na" and "swit dreams"... sobrang dme ko nang beses narinig tong mga salitang to na hindi ko na alam ang depth nitong mga salitang eto... magkakaroon lang sha ng meaning pag nilagyan mo na at sinabayan mo na ng gawa o action... pag tlagang pinakita mo sakin na miss moko tlaga, u care tlaga, na pinapakain moko...dun lang papasok ang depth...

i'm a self confessed mean time girl...

dyos ko, makakasulat ba ko ng meaning ng mean time girls kung ako hindi ganun??? and to tell u honestly, mahirap maging meant time girl.. lalo na if ur falling for the guy na... palagi ka nlang bitin... swit nga pero ders a gut feeling deep inside of u na parang hindi totoo yung pagka sweet nila... ur always doubting if after a few weeks, tatawagan nya pa kya ako? or ganito parin ba sha sa text? palaging pa-konti konti lang dating sayo ng mga sinasabi nila... kikiligin ka kse parang totoo yung mga sinasabi nilang guys... to the point na yung iba tlagang guys ipapakita nila sayo na det really care and miis you pero after a wyl, bigla nlang clang mawawala.... tapos naiwan ka na.. hindi pala totoo yung words nila...sayang, sana alam mo na agad ang mangyayari sayo noh... yun bang tipong hindi ka na manghuhula kung ano ba tlaga...i wish dat my being a mean time girl will someday be a meant-for-u-girl...

nagakaroon nga ng time na may sumalo sa pagiging mean time girl ko... ayos!!!! naging meant-for-him-girl nako... pero, der r still circumstances na hindi ko ma-gets dat lead to nothing rin... sa sobrang perfect ng isang mean time girl, guys tend to plan ahead.. "a whole life wid this mean time girl kse ayos sha.... she understnads me and she's always der".... ganun thinking nila... so anong mangyayari? plano cla ng plano for der future, hindi na napaprioritize yung girl, yung relationship... sabog na... so, mean time girl ulit ako ngayon... pero, i'm happy... (yeah ryt, kip telling dat to ur self!)

PILATES: my dream work-out

2006-07-25T23:33:00.000-07:00

i've been really bothered of my weight now a days... ang taba ko na!!! punyeta!!! hehehehehe... actually, guilty ako when it comes to this kse i admit na super wala nakong work out when i started this job...

ang lamig pa dito!!! never akong napawosan when i'm here... so, talgang lalaki ang sinu mang magpunta at magtrabaho dito... hehehehehe.. i was thinking of drinking diet pills, yung xenical.. haaay!!! walang kwenta... nakakdiri pa... hehehehe.. so i wanted to do belly dancing sana, kaso parang nakakahiya.. saka feeling ko, hindi nmana nakakapayat yun eh... so, it boils down to badminton and pilates...

nakaktauwa when i watched this home tv shopping ad of winsor pilates.. parang ang bilis pumayat. every nyt, i try the steps na nakita ko sa tv para lang may work out ako... hehehehe.. desperado nako!!! ang taba ko na eh!!!

hehehehehehehe, so yun lng... i wanted to be slim and physically fit noh!!!
sana, may pilates attemp and my badminton will really help me..

a song, that trully speaks of my "ma-drama" side...

2006-07-24T19:36:00.000-07:00

i really loved this movie...
hehehehe, parang i can realate to this movie kse i liked the setting and everything...
i like the part nung pinatugtog yung "crazy for you" ni madonna on the first part...
hehehehehehehe..

love stories really touch my heart.. i'm a hopeless romantic and i'm proud to say it.. i love whispering, tickling at kung anu anu pa... i like the idea of just sitting beside your loved one watching a dvd or a movie or just listening to raindrops.. hehehehehe.. i'm proud to say that i've experienced all of these and more.. kaso, mashadong sureal... hehehehehe... parang fantasy land at dreams yung mga na-mention kong scenes... at ganun lng ako ka-simple...

and here is another song that i liked so much...

Phair Liz LyricsSong:
Why Can't I?

Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you when we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
What if this is just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful
Here we go, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but my heads spinning
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell meWhy can't I breathe whenever I think about you

High enough for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'High enough for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'out of this that we can control
Baby I am dyin'
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

a very touching prayer from someone far...

2006-07-20T00:21:00.000-07:00

Here is one of the poems i was able to search in one of the sites here online...

it touched me so much. while i was reading this, i felt like crying... hehehehehe... for the past days i have crying my eyes off to something or to someone i know i should not waste my tears on... but it's really hard if you have feelings like mine... i have forgotten how gracious and loving my God is, he can fix any problem i have...

anyway, here it is...

THANK YOU LORD
Kimberly Settle

Thank you, Lord for my wonderful life
I love being a mother, I loved being a wife
You've blessed me with laughter and smiles
I've been permitted to travel safely mile after mile
The people in my life; both good and bad
Have provided me the life lessons -
I should have had Pain of my childhood, marred with anger and regret
Prepared me for loneliness and things I couldn't get
So many have loved, hopefully, many to meet.
To share in your success in my life - one so complete
My daughters are beautiful - my images of hope
You've always had perfect timing-provided ways to cope
At my lowest, when I am lying on the ground
Such complete and unconditional love from you - I have found You are the perfect Father, forgiving and kind
Thank you, Lord, for easing my troubled mind.

Not feeling very good...

2006-07-17T20:42:00.000-07:00

not feeling well...

hayyyy, im not feeling well... nahihilo ako mula pa kanina and i have no idea kung baket... must be the weather.. hehehehehehe...
this day is sooo boring, wala akong ginagawa kse tomro pa ang deliverables namen.. medyo nasisiska pa ako...
gusto ko ng umuwe....
nga pala the pic sa taas, i shot that pic eh.. i like taking pictures of flowers and plants.. yun lang.. share ko lang...

Walking Away from Unhealthy Relationships

2006-07-17T00:26:00.000-07:00

Last Sunday was a good sunday for me. Ang ganda nung homily nung parish preist namen.. swack na swack sakin!! as in tagos!!! wehehehehehe.. anyway, the homily was about relationships... unhealthy relationships... shempre, dun palang natamaan nako kse i had bad relationships just now... nakakinis kse i know it is a bad relationship pero i still continued with it. I just realized na dapat all relationships is centered to God. Anyway here are the things that i learned sa homily.. shempre, may pinamimigay na leaflets yung parish preist namen...

3 Major Indicators of Unhelathy Relationships

1. Constant Strife and division = dapat walang strife at division sa isang magandang relationship... addition not multiplication... hehehehehe.. dapat, one kayo ng partner mo sa goals, values at beliefs.
2. People Who Knew You "Back When" = one of the most dangerous relationships is the one that holds you to your past. if you keep on holding on the past, it will hold you back. dito ako tinamaan.. im the type of person who dwells a lot on the past. hehehehehe.. ewan ko ba... dapat pala hindi ganun...
3. Violators of the Heart = ang mga violators of the heart are yung mga nag aalis sayo ng control over your emotions and feelings. wala dapat karapatana ang ibang tao to control those things. dapat ikaw ang may control ng feelings at emotions mo.

7 Steps to Cutting Off an Unhealthy Relationships

1. Identify and accept the reality of a failed relationship = accept and humbly admit that the relationship is not working after all the efforts of rehabilitation had failed. Just give that person over to God.

2. Don't try to be God to another person = don't enter in a relationship which you come to feel totally responsible for a person's success or failure... hehehehe, sad thing to say kse i was in one like this..

3. Be ready for and become ready for criticism = if people think or say that your relationship is not working, be brave enough to admit and say to your partner that "this relationship is not working. we need to put an end to this" for me this is the hardest to do.. kse im the type of person who wants solve everything even if it takes all efforts... i don't want to admit na ang isang relationship ay mag-eend...

4. Prgressivley end unhealthy relationships = cut tunhelathy relationships one at a time... wag sabay sabay kse baka ma-shock ka na wala na pla yung mga relation mo...

5. Don't burn bridges = cut off anger and bitterness... don't look on might have bee, could have been, look at what is still to be... wehehehehehe, for short, POSITIVE THINKING!

6. Watch out for emotional blackmailing = yung mga pa-awa effects nung unhelathy relationships para magbalikan kayo.. honestly, weak ako dito..

7. Create new bridges: move on to cultivate healthier relationships = find people who are selfless, matured to love your for whoe you are... KOREK!!!

Thank you... :)

2006-07-11T20:45:00.000-07:00

wahahahahahaha!!!
grabe!!! 23 nako!! yuck!!! i think this is the time when normal people think and realize that they are already getting older... omigosh!!! 23 years nakong buhay!!! hehehehe...

anyway, my birthday was ok... the week before my birthday, i was able to treat my family already with japanese food... hehehehe... a lot of people greeted me!!! kakatouch nga eh.. pati yung dating dating ka-youth ko sa church greeted me... to those who greeted me, THANK YOU!!!

before, i used to write down everybody who greeted me... i saw the list nga of my greeters last year eh... at ang astig! ngayon, ewan ko ba kung baket nakalimutan kong isulat yung mga greeters ko... :)

to my headstrong family, sorry dahil konti lang yung ice cream!!! hehehehehe.. pero in fairness ang sarap nung flavor ha!!! hehehehe :) and thank you for giving me the bag and the book that i really wanted to buy...

this saturday, party with my cousins and relatives sa Fort... haaayy!! diko pa nga alam kung anu dadalhin ko eh... baka KFC nalng!!! hehehehehehe...

OO by Up Dharma Down

2006-07-11T20:34:00.000-07:00

here's a song that i listen to almost every day. eh kase, kasama tong song nato sa playlist ko. astig yung song! the way the band performed it, the way the lead singer sang it, ang ganda... dati ayoko ng band na to eh... ewan ko kung baket after hearing this particular song, naaliw ako... hehehehehe... so here is the lyrics...

OO
by: Up Dharma Down

‘Di mo lang alamNaiiisip kitaBaka sakali lang maisip mo ako‘Di mo lang alamHanggang sa gabi inaasam makita kang muli
Nagtapos ang lahat sa di inaasahang pahanonAt ngayon ako ay iyong iniwanLuhaan, sugatan, ‘di mapakinabanganSana nagtanong ka langKung ‘di mo lang alamSana’y nagtanong ka langKung ‘di mo lang alam
Ako’y iyong nasaktanBaka sakali lang maisip mo namanHindi mo lang alamKay tagal na panahonAko’y nandirito pa rin hanggang ngayon para sa’yo
Lumipas mga araw na ubod ng saya‘Di pa rin nagbabago ang aking pagsintaKung ako’y nagkasala patawad na sanaPuso kong pagal ngayon lang nagmahal
‘Di mo lang alamAko’y iyong nasaktanBaka sakali lang maisip mo namanPuro s’ya na langSana’y ako naman‘Di mo lang alamIka’y minamasdanSana’y iyong mamalayang hindi mo lang pala alam
‘Di mo lang alamKahit tayo’y magkaibigan langNapapaligaya lang sa tuwing nagkukulitanBaka sakali lang maisip mo namanAko’y nandito langHindi mo lang alamMatalino ka naman
Kung ikaw at akoAy tunay na bigo sa laro na itoAy dapat bang sumukoSana hindi ka lang pala aking nakilalaKung alam ko lang ako’y masasaktan ng ganitoSana’y nakinig na lang ako sa nanay ko
‘Di mo lang alamAko’y iyong nasaktanBaka sakali lang maisip mo namanPuro s’ya na langSana’y ako namanIsang kindat man lang‘Di mo lang alamO, ika’y minamasdanSana iyo’y mamalayang di mo lang pala alamOooooooo
Malas moIkaw ang natipuhan koDi mo lang alamAko’y iyong nasaktan

Album of my Life: Dicta License

2006-06-05T20:17:00.000-07:00

Grabe, recently i have been listening to the tunes of these opm bands. one of them is Dicta License.

"The first full length Dicta License Album is out! We are on to the third single, "COMPLEX", and it is presently playing on all radio stations. The video is out as well. Hope you guys vote and request for the song! To vote at NU107 type NUVOTE COMPLEX and send to 29107 To vote at MYX type MYX VOTE COMPLEX and send to 2366 We're all excited about the album. Help us spread the music. Please check out the website as well at www.licensetospeak.com For bookings and info contact Raymond Fabul at 09175003227 "

ALAY SA MGA NAGKAMALAY NOONG DEKADA NOBENTA

Hinahamon muli ang bawat bosesna tumutugon as tawag ng lahibawat boses na sinilang noongdekada nobentasariling interes lang dawang yong nakikita.Nababahala ang nakakatandaSabi-Sabi nila’y mahinayaring mga bata.Laki sa layaw at hindi na handa.Anong tugon ng kabataan saagnitong pagkutya[chorus]ang alay mo’ynilisan na ng panahonkumilos ng mga ubinghukayin ang nakalibing naalay mo.
Sa pagdating ng unos ay lubus nakinakailangang magtubosaking dekadang binabatikos.karanasan ay kapos.‘Di raw tayo nakasama sa tunayna pagkilos.Ngayon, kaya ako’y nagtatalaBagong kasaysayan akingilalathala.Nang balang-araw mababalikanko rinSa gunita ang mga kwento ay akin[chorus]ang alay mo’ynilisan na ng panahonkumilos ng mga ubinghukayin ang nakalibing naalay mo.
[bridge]Naiwan ka na ba?sabihin mo sa akin anglayunin moNaiwan ka na ba?
[chorus]ang alay mo’ynilisan na ng panahonkumilos ng mga ubinghukayin ang nakalibing

ANG ATING ARAW

[chorus]Sisikat nang muli ang ating arawsa layong may himig ng hanginghinipan ng banaltulad ng awit na pumipiglas sakahon ng kundiman
Madalas ay reklamo langang bukang bibigat di makita ang sakit naiyong pasanmas matalas ang dila kungmeroong galawng isipan pa rin ng malayang isp
[chorus]Sisikat nang muli ang ating arawsa layong may himig ng hanginghinipan ng banaltulad ng awit na pumipiglas sakahon ng kundiman
Dinggin mo ang taway nglupang pinagmulannang kayamanan na di mo rinpala natitikman ..natitikman..yeahkelan malilinis ang bahid ng dumi(hindi malaman) may’rong pag-asa ating inaasam
[chorus]Sisikat nang muli ang ating araw sa layong may himig ng hanginghinipan ng banaltulad ng awit na pumipiglas sakahon ng kundiman
c’mon now..
ahh..here we go .. ahh
[rap]isa na namang awit ang tutuhog sa marurupok na pusolanta-lanta sa diwa at pag-asa ng umagabukas loob silipin ang sarilibalat, mukha, mata, dinggin ang hunipagkalipas ng ilang taon unti-unting aahonang lipi ng lupa na napako sa kahaponwalang pamagat alay kong alamat (alay kong alamat)hindi makakahon damdamin kong naisulat
Di mo ba naririnig, ang tinig ng lahatsabay-sabay, lumiliyabsisikat nang muli
[chorus]Sisikat nang muli ang ating arawsa layong may himig ng hanginghinipan ng banaltulad ng awit na pumipiglas sakahon ng kundiman
yeaahh…
Sisikat na muli …Sisikat na muli …Sisikat na muli …

Believing in something...

2006-05-31T16:38:00.000-07:00

Hello there.. i received this email from friend. For sometime, it has been stuck in my inbox for a long time because i haven't read it yet. It's a newsletter from one of the most famous guys in the catholic church, Bo Sanchez. let me share to you what is writen there.This is the first part of his newsletter. Promise, i will be posting the other parts in my other blog posts.

My Long, Convoluted, Complicated Torturous Process of Knowing God’s Will for My Life That Lasted For 18 Years And The 7 Keys I Discovered On Discerning God’s Will

I am, without question, the Top World Authority and Expert in Discernment. I’m also the Top World Authority and Expert on how to eat peanut butter in 181 ways — but that’s another book. Let me tell you why I consider myself an expert in getting heavenly guidance when you make the big decisions in life: Because I made the most mistakes. Specifically, 18 years of wonderful mistakes. It all began when I came to know God at age 12. I enjoyed serving God at a young age — giving talks, leading retreats, conducting seminars, producing musicals, traveling all over the country. You know, regular stuff. But I also did some really, really special stuff. Like for these same events, I also cleaned toilets, swept floors, arranged chairs and washed dishes. All-Around Janitor by day, Big-Time Speaker by night. I fell in love with what I was doing. So I told myself that I’d serve God for the rest of my life. Obviously, I thought of becoming a priest — or at least a celibate person. I mean, how could you not think of it?

My Wild Journey to Singleness

Gosh, every big-name saint is celibate. Every single one of them. Married saints are awfully few and their popularity rating sucks. (They need a PR firm to pull their numbers up. I’ve recently volunteered for the job.) You’ve got to admit. Heavyweight saints are priests, nuns, bishops, theologians, popes and founders of congregations. So here was my thinking: If I’m serving God, I might as well go all the way. My first attempt at celibacy was when I formed a small group of men to live together in a ramshackle house. It was really more like a bodega — but we lived there for five straight happy years. St. Francis of Assisi was our hero, and we wanted to live like him, talk like him, eat like him, look like him and smell like him. So for five years, we slept on old cardboards laid on cement floors, wore the most worn-out clothes, fasted regularly, prayed two hours in the morning and went off to do God’s work during the day — until we arrived home in the evening for more prayer and sharing — tired, poor, smelly and happy. All of us wanted to be celibate. But one by one, all the guys with me discerned that they were for married life. (Still, I look back at those five years as one of the most fantastic seasons of my life. We still see each other and work together.)

Why Are You on This Planet?

My second attempt at celibacy was joining the Servants of the Word, an international celibate brotherhood. I lived in their house for one year — and was overjoyed to be not the leader — but just a member this time. Again, the daily schedule was similar. We also slept on floors, ate on tin plates, had a limited set of clothes, prayed long and fasted a lot. We also had lots and lots of fun. The Servants of the Word brotherhood was an incredibly rich blessing to my life. But after one year, I knew in my heart that I wasn’t meant to join them. A very simple reason: If I joined the Servants of the Word, my first ministry would be the brotherhood. And theoretically, they could assign me to go anywhere in the world — and I needed to leave the organizations I founded. But deep within me, I knew that God wanted me to serve the groups I founded — Light of Jesus, Shepherd’s Voice, etc. Here’s Key Lesson #1 on Discerning God’s Will: Identify Your Sacred Personal Mission. To me, the organizations I birthed were part of my original sacred mission — and that mission has not yet been lifted from my heart. Let me explain. I pioneered a lay community composed of thousands of people spread all over the country, plus a media ministry that was touching the lives of hundreds of thousands more… potentially millions. And I was their spiritual father. Does a father abandon his children? No, he doesn’t. Tell me: What is your personal sacred mission?

sa una't huling pagkakataon

2006-05-31T00:29:00.000-07:00

Hehehehehe... so, this is the thing, or the graphic that made my day today. :) astig kse eh... i was doing this manual called Training Studio. I was supposed to add graphics at tuwang tuwang ako sa graphic na to kse napalaki ko sha! hehehe... nakaka aliw kse when you want to achieve something and you were able to do it, ang saya! so, now, since i'm focusing more on my work and my loved ones anf friends, i make sure that lahat ng ginagawa ko is for them. Yun nalang cguro. i'm better of in thinking my loved ones concerns, than mine.

Anyway, muntik nako mahuling nag-gagawa ng blog! whahahahaha..
cge, kakain ko na yung joba hotdog ko!

ciao!

My first ever entry here, on MY NEW BLOG!

2006-05-29T19:56:00.000-07:00

so, here it is!
my newest blog! and i'm happy i'm starting this again... it's been a long time since i have posted things and insights in my blog...

by the way, this is me!

hehehehehehehehehe...

so, i'll make sure that i will be posting entries here everyday!

bye for now!