Gift in The DaRk ..: Masaya kaba?

>setting someone free is the hardest thing to do.. but its not yhe tears you cried that makes it so hard.. it’s the small piece of hope left inside you’re heart that u’ll still end up together..

MASAYA KABA ??

Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving...
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).]

Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says...
"Erica,

You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the
right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye.
- Ricardo"
[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely... Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo"]
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am!!

Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
... Erica turns the T.V. on......
[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ]
... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good

WHAT IS LOVE ??

I had three friends. Eric, Cathlyn, Carol.
Eric was chased by all the girls in our high school.
Cathlyn was one of those popular girls. Cheerleader, sexy, and stylish.
Carol was just one of those plain and average girls .
Cathlyn and Carol were both totally crazy and wacko over Eric.
Cathlyn didn't have to do anything to attract Eric.
For she was already attractive enough.
Carol on the other hand, showered Eric which love and care.
Carol wasn't ugly at all.
In fact, she looked sweet and pleasant.
But she wasn't a cheerleader, she didn't were spaghetti-straps or tubes.
So like everyone expected, Eric chose Cathlyn.
For Carol was just one ordinary and plain girl.
While Cathlyn was labele d as the cool and attractive type.

Eric always insulted Carol.
Telling her what a 'Plain Jane' she was.
And how dumb she looked.
Which obviously made Carol feel so hurt and useless.
That's life. Carol never gave up though.
She wanted to prove something to Eric.
She wanted to prove that looks aren't everything.
She studied hard, really hard.
She became the top girl, and all the guys who once ignored her, chased her.

But she never forgot Eric.
Everyday, she put a red rose in Eric's locker.
Always with the same words.
'I care for you, and I always will'
Because she knew that Eric was facing a hard time.
Eric began to realise.
How dumb he had been.
His beloved girlfriend, Cathlyn.
Was flirting with other guys.
He regretted for choosing the wrong girl.
Cathlyn broke up with Eric later.
For she had found a wealthier guy.
Eric felt so cheated, stupid and dumb.
He went to look for Carol.
He knelt on his knees, and said.
"Carol, please forgive me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Carol rejected him, much to everyone's surprise.
She only uttered these words.
"You've suffered a great loss, so I don't want you to face another one"
Eric felt disappointed.
He didn't understand a word that she said to him.
But they became good friends.
Did everything together.
Eric began to change into someone better.
Because Carol showered him with the love he never experienced before.
His ex-girlfriends had never treated him that way.
They just accepted him for his looks.
But Carol accepted him for himself .
She changed him.
Carol continued putting a red rose into his locker everyday.
With the same words. She never forgot.
One day, Carol didn't turn up in school.
She didn't come for a week.
At first, Eric thought that she was on a vacation with her family.
Because she told him that she would be going Hawaii with them.
But one day. He received a call from the General Hospital.
Saying that Carol was about to die.
She had been suffering from cancer.
But Carol forbade them from telling him.
Because she didn't want Eric to worry about her.
But now that she was about to die.
She wanted to see Eric for the last time.
Eric rushed to the hospital.
When he saw how weak Carol was.
Tears began rushing down his cheeks.
He whispered.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you hide this from me?"
She looked at him . And smiled weakly at him.
"When I said that I didn't want you to suffer from facing another loss, I meant this. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to worry. I wanted to spend my last days with you cheerfully." Eric looked at her.
"You can't leave me!" he said.
"What will I be without you?"
"You'll be who you are now. I will always be there by your side. Never forget that. Cherish those times. Live life happily. And one more thing."
"Yes?" "I love you" And she died. Eric screamed.
He still couldn't accept Carol's death.
He had only spent a month with Carol.

A month. But Carol changed his life in a way.
A way that no one could ever explain. He regretted.
But he knew that Carol would always be keeping an eye on him from Heaven.
Sometimes We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us.
Until they leave us. Until we lose them. Then we regret.
Outer beauty doesn't matter; it's the inner one that counts.
It's better to tell someone how much you love them.
Rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them.
You'll regret Love is. When we fight till the very last minute.
Just to show and tell someone how much we love them.

T_T

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him.

Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying..... "Just take care of my eyes dear." i'll always love you forever..

3 words ..

Girl: Do you really love me?
Boy: Of course I do.
Girl: I wanna hear you say it.
Boy: I don’t have to.
Girl: Why not?
Boy: Because...
Girl: I just want to hear you say it in words.
Boy: I can’t...
The girl started to cry softly and said:
Then you don't love me...
The two continued to walk in silence. They
reached the girls home.
Girl: Why?
Boy: Do you really want to know?
Girl: (hesitantly) Yes.
He hugged her gently, kissed the tip of her nose
and whispered in her ear,
"Because three words are not enough

THE GIFT OF LOVE !!

The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn't working. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But she was still so fragile, so angry - how would she react? Just as he predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!", she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you're abandoning me."
Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day.
He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat.
Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, And his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure do envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me?"
The driver responded, "It must feel good to be taken care of and protected like you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again asked, "What do you mean?"

The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches until you enter your office building.
Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady." Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there is darkness.

LET ME LOVE YOU !!

Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then... heartbroken, the guy agreed.
When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company...
"You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!"
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!
Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him.
She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.
The End."
A tragic story that perhaps happens only in the movies. At the end of the day, money is money is money but love is divine. In our quest for our material wealth, take time to make time for our loved ones. There will be a time when we have only memories to cling to.
Take this weekend to show our "love" to all that are close to us.

TAGALOG PICK UP LINES BA ITO ???

Maganda ka. Pogi ako. Tayo na! (if ur serious wag to pls!)
Wag ka ngang ngumiti. Nai-inlab lang ako sayo eh. (pang high skul masyado!)
Pahiram notes. (nyahaha! dami kya gamit n2! mga walang assignment palagi)
Nagpapa-cute ka ba? Ume-epek kase eh. (mas mabuti kugn reverse)
Sh*t! Umuulan!! Wala akong payong. (whatchatink?!)
Di ba classmate kita sa Physics 72.1? (umm.. kung wala ka nmn subject na gnyan, baguhin mo tol!)
Bakit ngayon ka lang? (pang duet lng to tol!)
Nag-lunch ka na ba? (this very effective! or nag-merienda k n b? or samahan mo nman ako!)
Sabay tayo! (do this regularly tapos wag ka pakita isang araw, u'll find out kung mamiss kanya, yuck!)
Napanood mo na ba yung Red Diaries? Wala kase akong kasama eh. (this is stupid!)
May groupmate ka na ba? (more stupid)
C.R. tayo? (para lng to sa mga bading!)
Excuse me, what's the time? (sabay hawak sa wrist...ala-Craig David) -- sabi ng tito ko pag di daw pumalag, halikan mo na! hehehe
May nakaupo ba dyan? Patabi naman. (mas mganda wla nang paa-paalam!)
Pwede ka ba? (pang pokpok!)
Pauwi ka na ba? Pasabay naman. (mas ok 'to kung may tsekots)
Apply ka na. Masaya sa org namen. (dapat effective yung approach!)
Tumambay ka naman, gago! (huh?!)
Talaga, wala ka pang boyfriend? Ako na lang! (nyeek! try mo nga!)
Inday, paki linis naman ng kwarto ko mamyang gabi. (kung type mo atchay nyo)
Should we talk now or should we just keep staring at each other? (bagay to kung nsa bar ka...)
I don't usually do this (approaching strangers), but i'd rather take the risk than to live the rest of my life wondering what if... (sounds family!)
Syet! Ang ganda mo!!
Would you like me to buy you some kwek-kwek? (hehehe!)
Excuse me miss. Pwede ba kitang mayayang mag-Quickly? Ayaw mo? Eh, kung canton na lang?
Miss, bukas zipper mo. (better yet, gusto mo izip ko pra syo?) tOink!
I like you...pramis!
Mahal kita. (enough said!)
Sx tayo?! (dOuble tOink!!!)
do u have a name, or shal i call u mine? (cute to kahit corny)
so, r u free friday nyt? (tapos?! dapat may plans ka na!)
wats ur email add? may papadala akng magandang joke sa yo
excuse me do u have a map...i got lost in ur eyes..
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
F*ck me if I am wrong, but haven't we met before? (triple tOink!!! hehehe)
Sx is a killer...want to die happy? (tOink! tOink!)
My name's -----. Remember it, you'll be screaming it later. (BASTOS!) =>> bastos tlga!
Did you know they changed the alphabet? They put U and I together.
Can I borrow 5 pesos? Because my mom told me to call home when I fell in love. (ahh..depende kung san ka..sa manila, 7.50 ang minimum!)
What's wrong? You're looking a little sad and gloomy. What you need is some vitamin -- me.
Are your legs tired? Because you been running through my mind ALL day long.
Are you lost? Because it's so strange to see an angel so far from heaven.
What's that in your eye? Oh...it's a sparkle.
Can I see that label? I just wanted to know if you were made in heaven.
Could I get some directions? ("To where?") To your heart.
I wish I was one of your tears, so I could be born in your eye, run down your cheek, and die on your lips.
Me lisensya ba yung face mo? Deadly weapon kasi, eh.
Daya mo. No one has a right to be as cute as you are
MAGKANO KA BA????????!! (The most Electrifying line!!!) => ano?! pokpok?!
Are your parents Greek??.. coz you look like a goddess!!! (very effective! hehehe..)

Ang Gamot sa Nagdurugong Puso

I really don't know how I came up with this... eh una sa lahat wala naman ako prob sa lablayp.. pero wala lang... kahit sabihin kong masaya ako... parang di pa rin ako mapalagay na nakikita at naririnig na sa mundong ito, may mga nasasaktan pa rin... at ang masakit pa nun... ang iba dun ang mga kaibigan ko. I've been hurt so many times na in my life na, minsan pa nga.. mismong kakain ako ng big mac eh tetext ako ng gf ko na pagalit.. ayun... sira na na naman ang araw ko..

Ung mga iba ko namang kaibigan, mas matindi pa ang storya.... pinagpalit daw sila sa iba... kunwari sila ang liligawan, pero ung naglakad pa sa kanila ang siyang nakatuluyan ng lalaki.... hanubayun! Whatta sawi moment na maituturing.. pero I made her realize na love is unfair tlga.. lalo na pag ikaw ang nadehado. Parang naging survival of the fittest na nga ang nangyayari ngayon sa pag ibig eh... ung tipong pag maganda ka, gwapo ang makakatuluyan mo, at kapag pangit ka, laking tsamba lang pag may hitsura pa ang napili mo. Eh ako naman di ganun kagwapuhan, di rin cute, minsan lang masabihan na may hitsura, eh di rin pinaligtas ng pag ibig.. haay... puro peklat na tlga tong puso ko.... dahil na rin cguro sa mga sugat noon.

Ilang taon din akong nagtiis na walang minahal.....or should I say walang nagmamahal sa kin? That was the worst period of my life. Ung tipong mahal ko lang ang sarili ko dahil no choice eh.. la naman nagmamahal sa kin, wala nga nagkakagusto sakin.. san pa ako? BUT as they always say.... In every cloud, there's a silver lining. Oo tama, dahil sa mga panahong hirap ako sa labylayp.. natutunan ko na rin ang mag survive sa hirap at sakit na dulot ng pag ibig. Nanjan ung aliwin ang sarili sa barkada, pagbabad sa bilyaran o sa computer, pag aliw sa sarili ng ilang oras sa chat... o kaya'y ubusin ng husto ang laman ng ref mo, at sa mga babae naman, eh mag pa parlor, punta sa bahay ng bespren... lahat na para lang makalimutan ang mapait na nakaraan.

So ano nga ba tlga ang mga gamut sa nagdurugong puso?

IT IS NOT WHAT YOU DO THAT MAKES THE DIFFERENCE, BUT HOW YOU THINK.

Kahit libutin mo na ang buong luzon para kalimutan cya, kung hindi pa rin magbabago ang mindset mo about love.. sorry dude. WA EPEK... as in wala.. blanko... void.... null... empty set... zero percent... kapos... mintis... airball.... eh bakit?

Material pleasure can't compensate for the pain ur heart receives..... and pag ang heart eh nasaktan.. apektado na rin malamang ang utak.. coz they are in mutual status... masaktan ang isa.... masasaktan na rin ang kabila. Try changing ur mindset..... kung baga sa computer e kung panay palpak ang ginagawa ng hardware mo, at nagtataka ka kung bakit nakailang palit ka na eh sa karton pa rin ang ending nya, eh baka sa software na mismo ang problema, d b?

Kung basted ka ng babaeng mahal mo... drinking every night and bar hopping won't do you good, tska gastos lang yan. Lying in ur bed the whole night and rolling there like a lumpia won't help yah ease the pain. Dapat alam mo na ang gagawin.... PRAY. KAhit gano ka pa ka demonyo eh sa pagdarasal pa rin ang tuloy mo dude. Totoo un. FInd a time alone na one day, kausapin mo Siya na parang kabarkada mo lang cya.. talk to Him as if kausap mo ang pinaka close na tao sa buhay mo... He can touch the hardest hearts and the vainest minds. He did that to me and im sure magagawa din nya sa inyo un.

Sa mga iniwanan ng kanilang bf/gf eh wag na wag kayo manonood ng mga movies na may IWANAN na tema.. its like jumping into a quicksand... lalo nyo lang nilubog ang sarili nyo.. sa mga nagsesenti naman... o cge oks lang yan... kasi ako rin ganun e.. d ba nga ang music is the choir of your heart? kahit ga BALDE na ang luha mo kaiiyak sa tune ng One last Cry ni Brian mcKnight eh oks lang un... kahit in reality hindi. Try straightening ur goals, point of views, or beliefs. Ano ba tlga ang gusto mo mangyari sa buhay mo? Sa lablayp mo? Siya ba tlga ang mahal mo? Kung siya tlga at di ka nya mahal, is it necessary ba tlga na dapat maging kayo para sumaya ka? Unconditional ba tlga ang love mo for him? Eh bakit naghahanap ka ng kapalit na pagmamahal? Bakit ka nasasaktan pag nalaman mong di ka pala mahal? Ano ba tlga ang definition mo ng loving someone? Bukal ba sa loob mo na masaya ka for her kahit hindi ikaw ang reason ng kanyang happiness? May umiibig bang hindi nabibi go? Pwede ka bang magmahal na hindi nasasaktan?

ANong gusto mo, magmahal na masaktan, o hindi mahalin? You see, asking yourself these questions might straighten those curly love lashes of yours. Don't think of ur inferiority, ung tipong kesyo pangit ka, may pimples ka, kulang ka sa height, kulang sa pera.... Kasi if the girl or guy dumped you dahil lang sa kakulangan mo sa pisikal na bagay, eh hindi tlga cya deserving na mahalin.. pramis. Ibang tao lang tlga ang bagay para sa kanila. Ikaw ba ung tipong tao na nakikita ang love in a black and white scale? Well...its now the right moment to realize na ang love have gray spots in it.. na hindi lahat ng tama ay tama at di lahat ng mali ay mali. BEing not open to these gray spots would spell disaster sa inyong "Getting over" na stage...

Ano ba talaga tong gray spots na to? Ung tipong people who tend to fall out of love... hindi sa nagsasawa pero bigla na lang nila nalalaman na hindi na pala nila mahal ung gf/bf nila.. there's nothing really wrong about it (sa isang side).. kasi ganun tlga... di naman din nya sinadya na mahalin ka eh.. eh malamang di rin nya sadya ang mawala ang love nya... tamang isipin natin na love is a feeling... but it is not a decision... the decision part comes only when it concerns MAINTAINING the love... so as long as there's a feeling of love.. may decision kang i maintain un.... but un nga.. WHAT'S THE POINT OF MAINTAINING SOMETHING NA WALA NA TLGA? Eh kung wala nang love... eh wala na tlga. Kung tumagal man kayo, baka awa na lang ang nararamdaman niya to you. That's why it is important na ma clarify mo ang sarili mo sa mga ganitong gray spots....

Wala kang gelplen or boyplen....... SO WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL? sa unang tingin nakakainggit.. kasi nga may ka holding hands sila.. may natatawagan para mag gudnyt at i love you at kung anong klaseng panlalambing.... pero kung tutuusin... may kanya kanyang advantage at disadvantage ang pagiging single. disadvantages nga ung nabanggit earlier in this paragraph. Ang advantage? You can take care of yourself, or pag nagaaral ka pa eh you can concentrate on ur thesis... Magagawa mo rin ang di mo magagawa pag meron kayong ka relasyon, tama ba ako? So dont tell me na hindi ka masaya dahil lang sa wala kang gf/bf.... ang dami pang single jan, and karamihan sa kanila eh masaya din sa buhay nila.. believe me.

Pero we should also take into consideration na masarap din ang feeeling ng naaalagaan.. at minmahal d b? Well... that's where appreciating what your friends do to you comes into play. Friends or peers will always be there.. ung mga ka barkada mong iniwan mo sa ere para lang dumamubs sa yong girl eh babalik at babalikan mo rin bandang huli.... although hindi tlga healthy na sabihing "Haaay sakit lang sa ulo yang mga lalaki" or "Gastos lang ang alam ng mga babaeng yan".... we should be fair.... ganun tlga... some will win.. some will lose. There's no point getting lost in ur life... nakagawa man sila ng mali... sila na ang bahala dun.. they only gave you the opportunity to react... but not the specfic reaction. Kung nasktan man tyo, hindi na nila problema un,problema na natin un. Pag ikaw ba eh nagmukmok sa isang sulok dahil sa ginawa nya eh iiyak ba cya? Hindi. Sa huli ikaw ang kawawa.

After a break up..... act and look better. Sa unang rinig eh parang ang hangin ng dating... but the fact is... kailangan mo talagang gawin to. Why? Imagine you just had a break up with ur gf or bf.. tapos magpapakaawa effect ka to her... papasuin mo ang sarili mo ng yosi or maglalasing every night or magpupuyat hanggat sa magkaron ka na ng eye bags... tpos bigla ka nakita ng X mo... ano na lang ang sasabihn ng X mo? Kung balikan ka nun eh wag ka na rin matuwa kasi for sure malaki ang probablity nun eh naawa lang cya sayo. Stand tall and proud. HEllo?!?!??! Sino ba cya? As if mamamatay ka pag nawala cya, oo mahal mo cya....

Pero kailangan naman mahalin mo rin ang sarili mo, a man who can't love himself cannot trully love others.. look better not in a way na makakabingwit ka uli ng mga guys pero in a way na hindi ka tlga magmukhang talunan. And besides, pag nagkita kayo, make him/her tell to him/her self... " Gosh!! Yan ba ung iniwanan ko? How can I let her slip away from m e?" O diba? Kasi kung mukha ka na tlga losyang o dugyot after ur break up eh baka lalo lang nya naisip na tama ang naging break up nyo. Explore your world..... kahit mahal natin ang isang tao... we can't away from the fact na kailangan natin maging exposed... d b? It's like a butterfly in a bottle of mayonnaise.. di makawala... di makita ng ibang tao ang kanyang kakayahan at kagandahan.... and even worse baka mamatay pa un, diba?

Sa mga probs na ganyan... alcohol and cigarettes don't work. Harapin mo na agad ang reality na nangyayari ang mga ganung bagay na hindi natin gusto. PAgsubok lang yan... hindi pa yan kamatayan. Funny coz lagi na lang sinasabi satin na the Lord God won't give us problems na hindi natin masosolve... pero still parang nagbibingi-bingian pa rin tyo.... natatakot pa rin tyo...

Obstacles are what you see when you take your eyes off your goal. Ano ba tlga ang goal mo? Ang magmahal o magkaron ng gf/bf? If you chose the latter, hindi ka tlga magiging happy.... Stop looking for love.. start being lovable. Open ur heart to pain.. coz with pain comes happiness.... happiness na hindi kaagad nahahanap.. coz it slowly integrates from those little things that you do for love. Wear a smiling face always.... but dont smile alone... baliw ang tawag dun. What i mean is people tend to get close to those whom they know na masaya and maganda ang mindset. Stop talking and thinking about failures and pain.... coz what you think would most likely attract you.

But as always, its easier said than done....

Tulad ko... ang dali kong sabihin to kasi I'm not in a not-so-nice situation.. pero natutunan ko tong mga toh from my experience na rin eh... hindi naman tlga madali... pero hindi rin talaga mahirap. It's all in the mind and the heart. kahit ano pang gawin sayo ng pag ibig..... always open ur heart.... dapat laging alive.... because you cannot love with a dead heart. Don't ever tell urself na ikaw ang pinakakawawang nilalang sa pagibig.... pano na lang ang mga taong namatayan.... mas masakit un di ba? nagkataon lang tlga na iba iba tyo ng problema....

SHE'S THE ONE ??

Nakakatawa how one falls in love and falls out of it...
Nakakatawa how one would die looking for it, while one would just let it die...
Nakakatawa how each and everyone of us is very much affected by love...
Nakakatawa how everyone live by because of LOVE

Well, here is a story...

In a dream, GOD told me, that I could pick up a woman I like from his fields. But I have to choose only one. Once na nakapili na ako, I have to raise my hand and say I finally found her, then go back to GOD for praise. But, he has this condition, na I could never turn back. Once nalampasan ko, I should move forward. Sabi ko, GOD won't give me rotten crops of women, I have been a good son and I deserve to be with a good woman.

So my journey begins, as I went through the field, nakita ko ang ibat ibang klase ng babae. Some were tempting me to pick them up. Pero sabi ko, baka may mas maganda, mas mabait, mas matalino, mas masipag, mas mahal ako sa dulo ng field na ito. I let go. Once. Twice. Believing that in the end of the field is my princess, waiting for me.

Then I saw a woman. She sees me while I was there picking up crops in GODS field. She looked at me straight eye. And I don't know why, pero there is something in her that I longed for. Pero di pwede. I have to make it to the end of the field. I have to see the right princess. If habang lumalayo ako, nakakakita ako ng ganitong klase ng babae, baka in the other end may mas hihigit pa sa kanya.

Until, I reached the end of the field. GOD asked me "Di ba napakakulit mo, araw araw nagdadasal ka na magkaroon ng partner in life, but ngayon bakit wala kang dala. My crops are all fresh and good. There is none there na di maganda. All for the picking."

I answered. "I thought I would see someone at the end of your crops, my LORD, wala na pala. Each step to perfection na hinahanap ko is a step to nothingness. I have met someone in my path but I did let her go. Believing na there is someone better, at the end of your field. God said, I'm sorry my child, but you have to face reality. I have given you enough time to choose. Face these consequences.

Then I said, "I'm sorry that I wasn't brave enough to raise my hand in the middle of the field and commit myself to someone. I was not ready to face the challenges of life with someone I thought was of lesser value than me…I'm sorry!"

Nagising akong umiiyak, saying sorry to GOD and to my life. Then I realize that GOD is giving me another chance to choose, but not in his field but in the fields of uncertainty. Now I'm looking at the one looking at me straight eyed wondering if she is the one.

What is the meaning of all my efforts and wealth, I may become the best doctor but to whom will I share my care and love for, all the days of my life.

Sa lahat ng mga binata like me at dalaga sa groups, think about this. We are not getting any younger. Explore GOD'S field. Who knows, perhaps the right one for you is already right there at your doorway...

PARA SA MGA TANGA !!!

Its been 4 months since I saw him and talagang namimiss ko na siya... pero what can I do? it seems that I have loved the wrong person.... but still the pain keeps on hurting me and kung walang magbibigay ng gamot para dito sa nararamdaman ko.... baka mamatay na ako....

To give you a background about my life, everthing seems to be fine except dun sa time na dumating na sa buhay ko yung hinayupak na lalake na yon.... hehehehe.... kung curious kayo about dun sa guy... bestfriend ko po yon kaso lang iba na ang nangyari as time passes by.....

Classmate ko sya nung highschool. pards pa nga ang tawagan namen.... o dba ang sweet? di na ako iba sa kanya and ganon na ren sya sa akin.... kung di nga lang ako naging babae baka naiuwi na ako nun sa bahay nila and baka lahat ng gawaing pang brusko eh ipagawa na nun sa ken eh..... pero syempre mukha pa ren naman akong babae noh!!

Highskul syempre may prom.... wala syang date, wla rin ako.... I know that he wanted - to invite me to be his date pero ang ogag nga kasi nun kaya the last minute tsaka lang sya nag-ask.

He went to our house... nakamotor po sya and medyo pawisan pero infairness.... mabango pa rin.... He asked my permission to see my dress for the prom.... Syempre para maloka sya sa akin at may konting surprise... i refused...

O sige, medyo na frustrate sya pero hindi yon naging hadlang para invite nya ko.... sa ganda ko na to..... syempre ang dami munang pa-echeng.... hanggang sa tanungin nya ako kung may date na ba me.... e kung di ba naman siya abnormal eh.... papayag ba akong makipagdate sa iba eh sya lang ang gusto ko.... lam mo yon... sarap sampalin.... so in short, papilit pa ba ako? syempre.....

The night of my life came, I was so pretty sabi ng nang-uuto kong nanay... pero naniwala lang ako nang sya na ang nagsabi.... blush ako ever.... kahit alam kong maganda ako since birth (hehehehe) iba pa rin yung sa kanya galing diba? we enjoyed that night and lalo ko lang napatunayan sa sarili ko na mahal ko na pala ang hinayupak na bestfrend ko......

Syempre ano pa ba ang sunod na event sa prom kundi ang graduation na dba? the night before the graduation, we talked on the phone na para bang it would be the last time na maririnig namin ang boses ng isat-isa..... I've waited for the moment na mabanggit nya na may feelings din sya and hindi naman ako nagkamali.... tinanong nya ako kung may possibilty daw na maging kame.... I know na maiinis kayo sakin dahil alam nyo ba ang sagot ko?

Ah, eh.... hindi pwede kase bestfrends tayo eh.... yung mga anak na lang natin yung ipag-partner natin....

Sa isip-isip ko.... ang tanga! pano ko nasabi ang ganong words? pero wala na akong magagawa..... alam namang bawiin ko pa eh di nahuli naman ako dba? pero ang tanga ko talga....

Syempre college na.... I'm so proud to say na napunta naman ako sa magandang school and take note... pareho kami ng skul..... ano to? kailangan bang ituloy ang naudlot na pagmamahalan namin?.... hehehe....

Nagkaboyfriend ako for a year and a half.... minahal ko sya pero there are these conflicts and problems na di na kayang ayusin.... in short.... nagbreak kami.....

I guess God meant that to happen kasi yon din yung time na nagkita kame ng bestfrend ko..... sa sobrang miss namin ang isa't-isa.... sabay na kaming umuwi, kumain, pumasok..... I'm happy pero parang lalo ko lang pinahirapan ang sarili ko dahil my feelings for that guy grows each and everytime that we are together... buti na lang magaling akong magtago at magpigil.... hehehe.... bilib kayo noh?.....

One morning, I'm so busy preparing my project that would be passed on that same day.... alam kong dumati ng na sya at nasa likuran ko na ang mokong pero dahil sobrang pressure sa project.... gusto ko man syang dambahan... syempre mamayang gabi na lang di ba? hehehe.... di ko sya masyadong napansin..... may inabot syang sulat sa akin and he asked if I could join him sa lunch.... I said yes.... then, alis na cya.... alam naman kc nyang I'm busy.....

When I was about to enter the room, somebody bumped me and my precious project fell... gusto ko mang magalet... what can I do db? instead I ask my prof to give me another chance to do my project.... naalala ko si mokong.... the lunch date.... kinuha ko ang cell ko to text him that I can't come to our meeting.... e kaso.... pag tinamaan k nga naman ng malas.... check operator service daw....

I tried to look for friends or other kakilala pero malas that day talaga.... and so I took my lunch all by myself.... naalala ko yung letter.... hinanap ko sa bag... WALA !!!! bumalik me sa corridor praying na andon pa yung sulat.... wala rIn.... God! why? minsan lang magbigay ng sulat yon.... nawala pa.... don't know how to tell him about the letter....

And so days and weeks passed, pag nagkikita kami... di nya ako pinapansin... ako, I tried to talk to him pero alam kong may kasalanan ako pero ganon ba kalaki ang nagawa kong di pagpunta at ganon na lang ang iwas nya?... sige... hinayaan ko na lang....

Months na ang binilang... I heard that he was dating a girl from the same school that we are in... masakit.... na sa iba ko pa narinig na sila na.... mas masakit na wala na akong halaga sa kanya..... basta... ilang araw din yon na ganon ang nararamdaman ko.... weeks.... months.... gagraduate na po ako.... I wonder what's in store for me in my last day in school.... and so I thought na puntahan yung favorite hang out namin....

When I was about to get near the place.... I saw him... with the girl.... umiiyak ang bruha but I can't hear what they are talking about.... so I've decided to get out of that place before my tears burst out.... and then a common friend ang sumalubong sa akin.... saying na buntis ang girl.... syempre.... durog na durog ang puso ko.... kung kaya nyo lang ma-imagine yung naramdaman ko.....

The night of that same day.... naloka ang lola nyo.... nagparamdam ang mokong pagkaraan ng pagkatagal-tagal na panahon... I thought it was something good for me... for us.... pero I was wrong.... so wrong..... he gave me a wedding invitation and isa ako sa bridesmaids..... the girl... she was waiting in the car.... o dba? dati motor lang ngaun... car na....

And so the wedding came.... maganda po ako nun.... sabi ng nanay ko pero wala ng nagsecond the motion eh.... so naniwala na lang ako sa nanay ko....

Then, there was this professor who came to see me.... he handed over a letter with my name carefully printed on the enveloped.... he said that he looked for the owner of that letter kaso lang po malaki po ang skul namin kaya mahirap magkahanapan dba? and so nung nakita nya ang name ko sa invitation, he decided to bring the letter thinking that it could save souls... daw....

and so I was about to open the letter when the priest ask kung sino daw ang tututol... deadma ako.... alam namang manggulo pa ko noh.... binasa ko na ang letter..... nakakatouch po talaga.... he opened up his feelings for me.... hoping na meron din daw akong feelings for him.... he ask that if I will show up to our hang-out the next day after he gave his letter, then it means that I also have feelings for him and that he would love me for the rest of our lives.... but if I won't.... then he will never open that topic again.... he pleaded to me na sana pumunta ako...... if only I have that letter.... if only I knew about it.... kung di lang ako clumsy and carelss to keep that letter... things would be diffrent.... if only..... and so I heard the priest announced the couple as husband and wife.... ang sakit...... picture taking..... gusto mang sumabog ng nararamdaman ko.... as you know.... magaling akong magpigil.... pero masakit po talaga.... sobra...... after the picture taking...... niyakap ako ng bestfrend ko.... ang higpit.... and teary eyed nyang sinabi na.... i still love you.....

LOVING ?? THINK ABOUT THIS !!

HINDI BA KAYO NATATAKOT???...
as in sa mga bagay-bagay...
hello??...
getz,...
saan pa ba..
kundi sa mga LOVE life issues...
na tipong imbis na maging seryosong usapan...
eh nagiging pang-"TELESERYE" pa ang dating...

don't you know that it's not something to "LAUGH" about...
it involves PEOPLE..
people with feelings...

nws...
ang akin lang naman eh..
based from experiences ha!...

ang love ay hindi minamadali...
hindi pinipilit..
at lalong hindi kina-career...

IT COMES NATURALLY...
(hahaha... take it from me!!!...)

as in magugulat ka na lang isang araw...
magigising na SIYA ang nasa isip mo...
hindi pinilit na isipin ha...
basta NAISIP mo na lang basta...
mapapangiti ka na lang...
at basta na lang gagaan ang pakiramdam mo...
na tipong kahit mukha ka ng tanga...
eh ok lang sayo...
ngiti ka pa rin...

hindi nababase sa tagal ng pinagsamahan...
hindi rin sa dalas ng pagkikita...
hindi rin sa ilang beses na pagkakausap sa phone...
lalung-lalo nang hindi sa dalas ng pagte-text...

may MAGIC kasi yan eh...
magic na hindi naka-cast ng kung sinuman...
MAGIC na matagal na palang nandun...
hindi mo lang namamalayan...

isusugal mo ba yun???...
yung feeling na sobrang wala ka ng hahanapin pang iba???...
papabayaan mo bang masira yun???...

ASA PA!!!...

kaya nga eto lang yun eh...
wag na kasi kayong magmadali...

unang-una...

PAANO MO BA NASABING MAHAL MO NA SIYA???...

dahil ba natutuwa ka sa kanya???...
o kaya naman naaaliw ka???...
naswee-sweetan ka ba ng sobra sa kanya???...
kinikilig ka ba pag nakikita mo siya???...
at nahi-high kapag naririnig mo na ang boses niya???...

eh teka muna...
baka naman infatuated ka lang....
o kaya naman kagaya nga ng sagot mo...
BAKA naaaliw ka lang...
dahil kakaiba siya...
may spark na hindi mo maintindihan...

tsk!!!...
ang saklap nyan!...

pangalawa...

GAANO MO NA BA SIYA KAKILALA???...

madali ba siyang mapikon???...
pano ba siya mabadtrip???...
madali bang mahalata na may topak siya???...
ano bang suot niya pag nasa bahay siya???...
shorts ba o pantalon???...
nakasando ba siya o naka-t-shirt lang???...
matagal ba siyang maligo???....
kumakain ba siya ng vegetables???...
tamad ba siya???...
mas gusto ba niyang manood ng tv kaysa magbasa ng libro???...
nagpe-play station ba siya???...
tatlo ba ang pamangkin niyang lalaki???...
makukulit ba yung mga kamag-anak niya???...
green ba ang kulay ng gate ng bahay nila???...
sa village ba siya nakatira???...
may sakayan ba ng jeep na malapit sa kanila???...
nagsisimba ba siya linggo-linggo???...
kasama ba yung pamilya niya???...
at nagdadasal ba siya bago matulog???...

in short...
alam mo na nga ba???...
ang mga bagay-bagay...
ang mga simpleng bagay tungkol sa kanya...
na nagdedetermine ng sarili niya...
as in kung sino ba talaga SIYA...

pangatlo...

KAYA MO BA SIYANG TANGGAPIN???...

as in TANGGAPIN ng buong-buo...

sa lahat ng trip niya sa buhay...
sa lahat ng katopakan niya...
sa lahat ng pag-iinarte at pag-dadrama niya...
sa lahat ng kasalanang nagawa, ginawa, at gagawin pa lang niya...
sa lahat ng naiisip niya...
sa lahat ng sasabihin niya...
sa kilos niya...
sa pananamit pa pala niya...
sa pagsasalita...
sa pananaw niya sa buhay...
sa pagtrato niya sa tao...
sa lifestyle niya...
sa uri ng pamilyang meron siya...
sa uri ng kaibigang kasa-kasama niya...
sa style niya pagdating sa love...
sa kasweetan niyang natural...
sa paglalambing niya...
sa tawa niyang pagkalakas-lakas...
sa manners niya...
sa pagmumura niya...
sa bisyo niya kung meron man...
sa mga pang-aasar niya sayo...
sa style niya pagdating sa pagsolve ng problema...
sa problemang maaari ka ring masama...

pang-apat...

KAYA MO BANG MAGING TOTOO???...

kaya mo bang makita yung sarili mo...
na kasama pa rin siya ha...
sa isang sitwasyong pag naisip mo eh...
mapapaiyak ka na lang sa sakit...
nang dahil din sa kanya???...

kaya mo bang magmukhang tanga...
as in umiyak ng dahil sa kababawan...
ibuhos ang mga nararamdaman mo...
kahit na puro kababawan nga lang naman...
as in kahit sa harapan niya???...

kaya mo bang maging barubal pag kasama mo siya???...
yung tipo bang wala ka ng pakielam...
mawala man ang manners mo...
na wala ka naman talaga...

in short...

KAYA MO BANG MAGING IKAW KAPAG KASAMA MO NA SIYA???...

yung tipong hindi ka nahihiyang ipakita kung sino ka talaga...

dahil alam mong...

HINDI MO LANG SIYA TANGGAP...

TANGGAP KA RIN NIYA...

BUONG-BUO RIN...

MGA TAO!!!...
tama na kasi ang trip...
tama na ang pagmamadali...
oo masarap ngang mainvolve sa isang tao...
pero diba mas masarap yun...

LALO NA KUNG ALAM MONG TOTOO YUNG
NARARAMDAMAN MO...

RIGHT TIME !!!

Ang pagmamahal dumadating sa tamang oras at tamang pagkakataon... Minsan sinisisi pa natin ang sarili natin kung bakit ngayon mo lang nalamang mahal mo siya... Kung alam mo lang, ngayon mo lang yon nalaman kasi eto yung tinatawag na "Right Time"..

Some think of love as past time.. Fling at trip lang.. Yung mahal nya ngayon bukas hindi na, boyfriend nya ngayon pero tanggap nya na isang araw tatawagin nya din yung "EX". Matagal nga, inaabot pa ng taon pero ilang taon? 1? 2? 3?

Tapos pag nakakawaan na sa mukha, nagaayawan na at may iba na naman na nagtatagal lang nga taon dahil nanghihinayang sa pinagsamahan?!

Bata pa masyado ang ganon magmahal.. may iba naman na masyadong seryoso at sensitibo pag dating sa bagay na yan.. yung tip ng taong handang irisk ang lahat.. magbigay.. magparaya.. para lang don sa taong mahal nya...

Meron pang iba dyan na pinipigilan yung nararamdaman nya kasi high school palang o di kaya teenager palang, gusto nya kasing maging sila nung taong yon sa panahon seryosohan na... Yung sigurado na sya na yung taong yon nga ang gusto nya makasama panghabang buhay. Kumabaga "Right Time"...

There was this quotation saying: "I don't care how many lips you've kissed, I don't care hoq many women you've embraced, I don't care how many ladies hear you say you love them. All I care is the future... Not to be your first, but to be your last..."

Masarap magmahal sa taong mahal ka din.. yung feeling nyo soulmate kayo.. kaya kung para sayo talaga yon, ilang taon man kayong di magkita, ilang tao man ang mahalin niya, gaano man sya kalayo o marami manang hadlang... magkikita parin kayo kung talagang para kayo sa isa't isa... Hindi hinahanap yang... Kusang dumadating sa "Right Time"...

WHAT A BOY OR GIRL NEED !!!!

What a girl needs most is love. What a guy needs most is respect. The most important thing for a girl is her heart. For a guy it's his ego.

Give your man his own time and space. Let him have his time for his friends, sports, family, self, and God. The relationship will grow old quickly if lagi kayong magkasama. Give him time to miss you and you'll see how he will love you more. If the guy naman is obsessed and just wants to be with you all the time, tell him you can't respect a "puppy" for long.

Do things differently anytime. Para kahit matagal na kayo, there is always something fresh and new. Variety is the spice of life. Exciting kumbaga?

Discover something you both like to do and enjoy it TWOgether. Doon naman sa mga bagay na magkaiba ang hilig nyo, compliment each other by learning about it kahit konti. If you love someone, yung effort nyo to try will go a looooong way to understanding him later pag may disagreement kayo.

Pray with holding hands. Sounds corny noh? Maybe, but its very powerful. Pag may takot sa Diyos ang boyfriend mo, kampante ka na di ka nya lolokohin, because he knows God sees everything he does in secret. Ikaw na ang magkusa that before you part after a date, with hold hands and eyes closed, pray to God to bless you two. Believe me it's effective.

Kailanman, di corny ang magdasal.

Believe in "Magic". Kahit di minsan practical o walang logical na dahilan, o matrabaho, o sounds crazy sa iba, do sweet little things for the one you love kahit magmukha ka ng timang. The memories will be fun to recall later in life. The corniest song o gift o letter ang laging kabog!

True love brings out the best in each other. Find something good in your boyfriend and nurture it, encourage it and syempre, ENJOY it.

It's healthy to fight. Doon nyo lang maaayos ang mga differences nyo at natetest ang tatag ng relationship. Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng mabuti. It's called test of fire. Di mahalaga how madalas you fight. What matters is how often you make bati.

Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong sobrang perfect at laging masaya. One big fight and that's it! And diba mas kilig yung malambing na... "uy, bati na tayo...".

But don't overdo it. Kakapagod naman din na lagi na lang manuyo o magsori. Choose the battles na papatulan mo. The little issues, palampasin na. Don't sweat the small stuff.

Daraan sa iba't-ibang stages ang love especially pag matagal na kayo. Grow with it. Don't expect him to be like nung una. 'Coz like a student, di na ituturo sa grade 6 yung lessons na pang-grade 2. Change WILL happen... you both will change and your love WILL change too. It's up to you na lang if the change will be for the better or for the worse. Life is about growth. Grow with it.

When break up comes and it's time to say goodbye, don't doubt the love just because it didn't last. May mga bagay sa buhay na di man nagtatagal, it doesn't mean di na ito totoo. Some good things are just never meant to last forever. Okay lang yon. Bless the parting and move on.

Expect tears, sorrow, sleepless nights and pain. Ika nga "it's when you hurt the worse that you love the MOST." Kung di ka willing masaktan, wag ka na lang magmahal.

Life is a balance. And love is both holding on and letting go. Know when to fight for your man and when to let him go. God will guide you kung anong dapat gawin sa kung anong sitwasyon. So dapat mataas ang signal ng langit sa cellfone ng puso mo to know His wisdom.

Baduy pero astig diba, mga friends yan ang totoo, anyway sana nagustuhan nyo ang mga sinabi!

JELLY BEANS !!

Hindi ako mahilig sa jelly beans. Pero nung dumating yung jelly beans galing sa sister ng roommate ko, naintriga ako. Isang malaking garapon ng jelly beans na siguro ay mga 1000 ang laman at may 49 flavors. Hinanap ko agad yung chocolate pudding na flavor na nakalagay sa listahan. Lahat ng kulay brown, kinuha ko. Pero hindi chocolate ang lasa ng mga jelly beans na kinain ko.
May coffee, may plum, may licorice, may rootbeer... ngunit walang chocolate. Sa kakahanap ng chocolate flavor, hindi ko napapansin ang ibang 48 flavors na nasa garapon. At na-realize ko, ikaw ang the elusive chocolate pudding flavor na jelly bean sa buhay ko. Na-obsessed ako sa lahat ng kulay brown na jelly beans. Iyong roommate ko, na-explore na yung ibang flavor.
May bubble gum flavor, may piña colada, may peanut butter, may sizzling cinnamon, may caramel popcorn. Lahat yun, nasarapan sya. Ako, hindi ko pinapansin ang ibang jelly beans. Naka-tuon ang pansin ko sa brown jelly beans.
Parang ikaw. Sa kakahabol sa iyo, hindi ko na napansin ang ibang lalake sa paligid ko. Masyado akong naka-focus sa yo, kaya napapalampas ko na ang mga matitinong lalake na nagbibigay interes sa akin. Parang yung ibang flavors ng jelly beans na hindi ko natikman dahil ang gusto ko talaga eh yung chocolate pudding.
Iyong roommate ko, natikman na nya ang chocolate pudding na jelly bean. Ang swerte naman niya, natikman nya agad ang flavor na gusto ko. Hindi niya hinahangad, yun pa ang napunta sa kanya. Sabi niya, hindi naman daw masarap ung chocolate pudding na jelly bean. Ordinaryo lang ang lasa. Hindi tulad nung mga favorite nyang flavor. Pinatikim nya sa akin yung toasted marshmallow saka ung strawberry cheesecake, masarap naman. Pero, yung chocolate pudding talaga gusto ko eh. Ganon yata talaga yun.
Mas gusto natin yung hindi natin nakukuha. Nung finally natikman ko ang chocolate pudding na jelly bean, napasigaw ako. At last, nakuha ko rin ang gusto ko. Pero, nung ninamnam ko ang lasa, hindi nga sya masarap.
Hindi sya ganun ka fabulous. Parang ordinaryong chocolate lang na pinalambot. Pero ang saya nung feeling na finally, nakuha ko rin yun. Matapos akong mapurga sa licorice at root beer flavors.
Hindi ko pa natitikman ang lahat ng 49 flavors na jelly beans sa garapon. Nangangalahati na ang laman pero chocolate pa rin ang hinahanap ko kapag binubuksan ko ang takip. Fixated pa rin ako sa mga kulay brown na beans, kahit na mas appealing ang pink, violet at blue. Madalas, ibang flavor na nakukuha ko pero kapag sinuswerte, nahahagilap ko rin ang chocolate pudding.
Oo, hindi worth the aggravation ang paghahanap sa chocolate pudding. Hindi worth ang paghahabol ko sa yo. Ordinaryo ka lang naman. Marami pang hihigit sa yo. May mga blueberry o cotton candy o strawberry daiquiri flavors na lalake sa paligid ko pero hindi ko pinapansin.
Pero bakit kapag kakain ako ng jelly beans, chocolate pudding pa rin ang hinahanap ko? Bakit kahit na marami naman lalake dyan, ikaw pa rin ang gusto ko? Hay, siguro dahil sa nakasanayan ko na.
one of my sample stories that truly catches the heart...
As i always say,
You Never Lose By Loving......
You Always Lose By Holding Back....
By Broken Vampire

JI WON STORY !!!

My story begins a few summers ago. Something was in the air that day. Birds were chirping and everything was alive. I had been depressed for about a year before that day.
I was walking along the beach at the campground when my life would change forever. From a distance I saw a handsome young man admiring me from afar. Are eyes met and it was like nothing I had ever felt before. We began to walk closer together like something out of a movie. I felt on top of the world, my eyes were sparkling and my stomach fluttering, as we walked closer and closer to each other.
When we were together he got on his knee and said the most romantic things he stood up and spoke my fluent language, French. At that point I knew he had my heart. We began to talk and it lasted till 2:00am that next morning. Turns out he lives about 10 minutes from where I was currently living.
After I returned home we started seeing more of each other. He was beginning to get serious. I fought the depression and soon I was glowing with life and he was the world to me. My anything and everything. We had been going out for about 6 months when he met my mother.
My mother disapproved of him because of his flaw and soon banned me from seeing him. For a while we went out against her will and had 4 more months of endless happiness. I had met someone who I loved and would spend the rest of my life with him.
On our 1-year anniversary we went out to a fancy French Restaurant as were leaving a man came out of the shadows with a gun. He took my purse and Ji Won's wallet. Someone saw this crime-taking place and screamed at the man to stop. Ji Won threw himself in front of me and the gun went off. The robber ran off into the night and left Ji Won to die.
I held him for the longest time as he bled to his death. Right before he died he told me that we would be together again. He said he loved me and that I would always be in his heart. As he drew his last breath my heart was torn in half. He lay there dead in my arm staring at me with his crystal blue eyes.
Ji Won died on April 20, 2002. But he will always be in my heart. Whenever the wind blows I can still here him whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

BEAUTY !!!

She was not beautiful. Nothing about her was extraordinary. Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd. She grew up in a family of six and being the eldest, she learned responsibility at an early age.
As she grew stronger and brighter, she instilled a sort of light and cheer to whomever she met. She was not beautiful, but she made others feel better about themselves. She meets a rebel boy who thinks he is all man, befriending him, she teaches him. She teaches him how to read and a little boost, the 'man' needed to go to college, they become fast friends and she fell fast in love with her rugged handsome student.
The 'man' then finds himself in love with a girl. A girl who was so beautiful. Her hair was a hallow of light around her. Her eyes the bluest blue of the ocean. 'Like an angel' he tells his tutor 'like a beautiful angel.' The girl swallows a lump at her throat. She was not beautiful, she did not posses the heart of the one he loved, but she did not care. As long as he was happy, she would be happy, or so she tried to. She helped write the most beautiful letters to his angel. All the time visioning it was she herself receiving those very letters. And so the girl helped him choose the right clothes, say the right words, and buy the right gifts for his angel.
His angel brought him much joy and much pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles. But that never stopped her from giving more than she will ever receive. Then one day, the angel he loved left him for another man. A richer more successful man. The boy was stunned. He was so hurt, he did not speak for days. The girl went to him. He cried on her shoulder and she cried with him.
He was hurt and she was too. Time went by and so wounds heal. The boy realizes something about his friend/tutor. Something he never realized before. How her laughter sounded heavenly and how her smiles brightened up the darkest days, or how simply beautiful she looked to him!
Beautiful. This plain, simple girl was beautiful to him. And he began to fall. Fall so in love with this beautiful girl. On one day, he picked up all his courage to see her. He walked to her house, nervous, and fidgeting, Running his thoughts over and over his head.
He was going to tell her how beautiful she was to him. He was going to tell her how wonderfully in love he was with her. He knocked. No one was home.
The next day, he found out that the beautiful girl he fell in love with had a brain tumor that put her into a coma. The doctors were grim and the family decided to let her go.
One final time he got to see her. He held her hand. He stroked her hair and he cried for this beautiful girl. He cried, but it was too late. The beautiful girl was buried and the heavens broke. Out a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss. She was the most beautiful girl in the world and she had taught the rebel boy-man to love and what it is to be loved.
She was the most beautiful girl in the world.
Look around. Aren't there a lot of plain faces? Take a good look. A real good look or you might just miss out that beautiful person.

THE ENVELOPE T_T

Girl: Hey baby i want to show you....
Boy: ( cutting her off ) Ugh I'm so mad
Girl: Why? Whats wrong ?
Boy: Ugh everything
Girl: Explain baby
Boy: Just lost a championship game, parents flipped out on me for no reason, and I'm catching a cold
Girl: Well hey there will always be other games, you know I'll take care of you when your sick, what your parents flip about ?
Boy: They are making me pay them for a car repair
Girl: Is it a lot of money
Boy: No it just sucks
Boy: But hey I don't feel well I'm going to go lay down
Boy: Bye
Girl: Wait I want to give you some...
Boy: Can't It wait 'til tommorow ?
Girl: Yeah, sure
Girl: Bye
Boy: Bye
2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she goes.....
Her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead
Her friend was killed instantly....she's in critical condition
This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend.....
Sister: Omg ( crying )
Boy: What? Whats wrong ?
Sister: My sister...your girlfriend was involved in a major car wreck
Boy: Is she OK??????
Sister: She's in critical condition
Boy: I'll be there in 10 minutes
He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump oxygen into her lungs
Boy: She wanted to give me something or tell me something
Girls mom: Yeah this...
It was an envelope smelling like she sealed it with a kiss in lipstick
He opened it.....
It said ..... You're everything to me....I love you with everything I am and everything I have...I want to spend the rest of my life with you
Sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went to...
...and the first picture they took together
He kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture
It looked as if in the picture she was crying
Then the machines flatlined.... 3 minutes later she was pronounced dead

JUST READ !!! LA LANG ^_^

i may not b der 2 c u smile & laugh..
i may nt b der 2 com4t u from pain..
i may nt b der wen u ask me 2,
but dnt 4get dt i always pray &
say "God, luv ko yan.. wag m pbbyaan".
d ako perfect frend, la pera, ala gimik,
wa car in short poor lang..
but wen d tym comes dt u'll nid sm1 2 lean on,
grabeh kahit ganda lang ang meron ako,
d kita iiwan!
bat pg mahal mo, khit paubos n load mo ttxt mo prin..
pro cya nmn d man lang mgwang mag reply..
mahal k b nya? o habang tntxt m cya,
may ktxt cyang iba! sakit noh?
mnsan nku2ha kng 2mwa khit mlungkot..
nku2ha kng mgbago kht sobrang hrap..
nku2hang ngumiti s mga problema lhat ata
mkkya ko wg lng ung.. mwla k s buhay ko..
wen d tym comes, il have to mit God..
& He will ask me wat i wnt 4 d nxt lyf..
iL luk 4 u first & say..
"pls ipkilala m po ako ulit s kanya ha..?"
mhlaga dn pla n pminsan mnsn eh d tau ngttxt,
hindi ngka2usap, at least ngka2roon ng
gamit at kahulugan ang mga salitang..
"uy! miss n kta! tkecre!"
paano kung sobrang in love k s 1 tao,
tapos 1 araw bumalik ung dati mong mahal,,
cno pipiliin mo? ung dati n gusto mong balikan
o ung ngayon na ayaw mong saktan?
pag may "ikaw" my "ako".
di aalis c "ako" kc mahal nya c "ikaw".
pag wala n c "ikaw" la na rin c "ako"..
bakit? kc c "ikaw" ang buhay ni "ako"..
ingat c "ikaw" dhil nag-aalala c "ako"..
hindi lahat ng nawawala natatagpuan pa..
hindi lahat ng umaalis bumabalik pa..
at hindi lahat katulad mo, na kpg nwala hhnapin ko,
kapag umalis hihintayin ko kc hindi lahat kasing halaga mo..
minsan ang love prang ibon..
kailangan pakawalan, kailangan palayain..
babalik un kung sau.. pero kung hindi,
hayaan mo na bka mas MASAYA sya s twit-twit ng IBA!

alone? i'll be ur company..
afraid? stay behind me..
sad? i'll make u happy..
lonely? i'll hug u tightly..
money? HUG nlang ulit, mas mahigpit!...

KAKAKILIG !!!

imagine urself in a dark rum..
wid RED walls..
u c nothin' nut u fil blood flowing from ol syds..
don't be scared! "nsa loob k lng ng hart ko!"
if im an ANT, pu2nta ko s arms mo,
kkgatin kta as hard as i can ,
cyempre pptayin moko,
den as my poor soul rises 2 heaven il whisper 2 ur ears,
"sori ha, namis lng kc kita!"
pipol r always lukin' 4 da luvly ones..
da nice ones.. da delicious ones..
da smart ones.. da sweet ones..
kakainis... ako.. ako.. puro na lang ako.. hehehe...
minsan naupo ako, nag-isip ako at bigla akong naiyak..
biglang dumating c Lord at pinunasan ang luha ko at cnbi,
"sbi ko nmn sayo d cya pra syo ipinilit mo pa.." :'c
minsan pg nsktan k s pg-ibig, npkgulo!
kung mhina k iiyakan mo cya..
kung mtapng nmn kmu2hian mo cya..
pro oras n mkita & kausapin k nia..
tangina! khit ayw mo.. manghihina ka..
nsaktan m k, sbi mo "sorry"..
iniwn m k, sbi m "sorry".. haay..
hanggang kailan k mgso2ry sken..
dpat cguro ako nmn.. sorry ha?
kng mnhal kta, hayaan m dna mauulit!
pg ngmahal, d ibg sbhin dpat mging kau,
d dpat umasa lalo na,
kung alm mong meron cyang iba..
ang mhalaga and2 ako handang
mgmhal ng wlang hnhintay n kapalit..
lam mo, bhira lng nkkaintindi skn!
kc dw my topak dw ako..
kya ung my topak lng din ang mkkaintindi sken!
buti nlang nandyan ka! ngkkaintindihan nmn tau db?
I LUV U! i2 kdlasang cnsabi ng 2 ngmamahalan..
pro s likod ng salitang i2, mrami ang nssaktan,
kya kung bbnggitin mo ang slitang i2,
s taong 22o wag s taong bato..
ako rw ung taong loko2!
mnsan lng mg cryoso pro hindi nla alm,
ako ung loko2ng ddmay sau oras n
iwan k ng mga normal n kaibigan mo..
i got new frend n! duh!
MAS p sau.. MAS loving,
MAS swit, MAS kind, MAS caring..
gosh! ol things MAS s kanya..
winner n sana kaso..
heller.. MAS luv kya kita!

BAKIT NGA KAYA ???

bt gnon pgmahal mo ngtxt khit
nonsense d mo mabura- bura?
pro pg d mo mhal khit meaningful dag2
kalat lng kya erase mo agad.. ako?
san dun, d mabura-bura o kalat lng?
mahirap mging msaya..
mahirap 2mwa kpg nssktan k na..
mahirap mgkunwari n ayw mo ng
umasa pro ang pinakamahirap s lahat..
ay ang magmahal ako ng iba pra lng mklimutan ka..
ang sarap ala2hanin ng nakaraan..
ung twnan, asaran,kulitan!
alm mo b ung 2nay n dhilan
kung bkit msrap ala2hanin un?
kaZ andun "KA" ksma "KO"..
Lam mo mis n kita..
ung mata mo at mukha mo..
ung kwentuhan ntin at asaran..
ung lakas ng twanan..
pro alam mo kung ano mis n mis ko?
ung saya kpg ikaw ang ksama ko..
bkit ang tao pg mahal mo d mo msaktan,
d mo maiwan, d mo mklimutan,
d mo pagsawaan.. pro ang taong mahal mo,
kya kng saktan, kya kng klimutan,
kya kng iwan.. unfair db?
ang buhay prang sandwich..
minsan masarap, minsan matamis,
pro pg ang buhay mo ay walang lasa
icpin mo nlang ham yan! hehehe..
mrami ang nbu2hay ng masaya
dhil s salitang MAHAL KITA..
pro ms mrami ang lumuluha dahil dn s salitang un!
bkit? kc mas mrami ang bbig n
cnungaling kesa s pusong ngmamahal!!
minsan tntanong ko s sarili ko,
bkit nakila2 kta, bkit nkasundo kta,
bkit naging kaibign kta..
alam ko n ang sagot..
simple lng.. "kc may TOYO k 2lad ko"..
n2ral lng s kaibigan ang mag-alala,
n2ral lang maglambing s kanya..
n2ral lng ang mmis mo xa..
e ang ma inlove s kanya, n2ral p b?
cguro nssbi mo nlang "ano b 2ng gagong 2" txt nlng ng txt..
o kya nmn "pucha ikw nnmn"
khit noh pa sbihin mo okey lng kse "nka 24/7 ako nyahahaha!"

HIRAP NOH >????

minsan ang buhay nkkwlang gana,
mdalas gus2 kong 2mlon nlng kung saan,
2makbo hanggang mpilayan,
at wg ng huminga mgpakylnmn..
pro, sayang eh... ang ganda ko pa nmn!
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posible kya n msabi ko lhat ng nrramdaman ko 4u?
posible kya n s twing gs2 kita makausap,
makakausap kita? sbi ni ate Shawee:
Sa GLOBE, POSIBLE! amputsa,
SUN nga pla tau!
(4 SUN subscribers)
wen u fil like nobody loves u & nobody cares
4 u & wen u fil like everyone is ignoring u..
wla un, expired lng ang 24/7 nla ok?!
(4 SUN subscribers)
taung mga SUN..
kinaiinggitan, kinakalaban, kinaaasaran..
bkit kamo? kc, SUN-tambak,
SUN-dmak2 ang mttxt mo s SUNg-araw!
SUN kpa db?
ang KISS ngppgising,
ang LOVE ngppligaya,
ang CARE nagpplakas..
ngunit ang TXT n galing s iyo,
GARANTISADO ngppganda ng araw ko!!
lam ko frend m lng ako..
la krpatan makialam s dcsUn mo,
s buhay mo,
pro wag lng may mkita akong luha s mata mo! tangina,
PPTAY AKO! ..ng manok,
pra my pulutan tau.. hehehe..
wud u mind if i say i miz u?
maybe u wudn't find it interestng..
maybe uL say "so pki ko?"..
cge its ok khit ano p sbihin mo..
basta ako miz n kita.. pki mo?!
smtyms i lyk 2 tel u i care..
im always hir.. & dat i wont leave u..
but smtyms i jz stop & think..
kelangan p b sbihin un?
frends tau! undrs2d n un!
pg s plagay mo bbgay k na,
pg s plagay mo d mo n kya,
at s plagay mo wla k ng ksma,
e2 lng mssbi ko.. puro k plagay..
s plagay m b iiwan kta?
amputah! s plgay q d q kaya!

bkit s skul.. lesson muna bago test??
makakapag-aral k pa bago ang test!
pro bkit d2.. s 22ong buhay,
test muna bago m mlman ung lesson?! hirap

HAYYYTTT !!!

u myt b meeting fellas mor astig dan me,
mor bangis and mor lupet dan me..
but 1 thing i can assure u dude,
il still b ur bud wen dey ol wok out.. beat dat!
minsan kala mo nakalimutan na kita..
akala mo di kita mis..
kala mo wla akong pakialam..
kla mo lang un! d ka na nasanay,
lam mo namang mahal kita eh..
gus2 pa cnasabi..
ang buhay q?!
d kcng kulay ng buhay ng iba,
simple lang wlang kakaiba..
wlang maipagmamalaki..
ok lang naman sken kahit na ano..
basta nandyan ka, masaya na ako..
i was walkin n d aisle, feelin pretty with my gown..
i luk at him with full of love & i started to have teary eyes
& just whispered "God, sket maging abay ng mahal mo!"
lam mo?! minsan d ko lam kung bkit d k nagttxt?
! nagtitipid k lang ba?! wlang time?!
o nagpapamiss?!
kc lam mo, kung nagpapamis ka, effecive e..
ang ANGEL daw palaging nasa tabi mo lang..
di ka iiwan hanggang sa huli..
kaya lang taga heaven lang daw cla..
huh, pano nangyari un?!
e taga-________ kaya ako!
nilapitan kita pro lumayo ka sken..
tinawag kita pro d mo ko pinansin..
kakausapin sana kita pro parang ang dami mong gagawin..
cguro d ko n talaga kaya kailangan
sbihin ko na kung gaano kita... d bale nlang...
bakit ganon ang puso?
mnsan n22wa, mnsan nalu2ha..
mnsan nssaktan, mnsan nagmu2khang tanga!
naicp koh lng.. sna SIM nlang ang PUSO
pra khit masktan "swap nlang ng swap"..
minsan s buhay ika'y nadapa..
gumulong, naputikan, naapakan ng iba..
pro na22 k ring bumangon humarap sa lhat at nagsabi...
"lasing lang akoh mga fwendz.."
frends always understand each other,
dats y wme gowk pgmx gka wrjg H gPa 2gJ 2pG..
ano? d m maintindihan?
ako dn eh! frends nga tau!!!
wat if smbody asked u about me?
id nvr xpect u 2 say "mahal koh un",
neither, "mahalaga sken un"..
itz enuf 4 me 2 hir dis: " ah c ____ b? special ako dun"

WEDDING VOWS !!!

"When I was six years old I met him in the playground and he came up to me with a daisy, just the one, and knelt on both knees and asked me to marry him. So I pushed him over then ran away. Two days later he came over and asked if he could play cops and robbers with me and from that day on we played everyday, wether it was junkyard tig or stuck in the mood.
At 11 on my first day of Secondary school I was so nerveous but at lunch time he came to find me, and we sat down and ate lunch together. We did this everyday for an entire year. You were the first person I told about everything, about my crushes, about my lessons and about all the people I hated, and when I was 13 and thought I was the only one who had never been kissed, you offered to show me how, and by the tree in your backgarden we shared our first kiss.
At 15 we went to our first proper house party, and I got drunk. Even though I made a fool of myself you were there to help me stand strong. You didnt judge and you didnt make fun.
Over the next year we began to seperate, made different friends. I got my first serious boyfriend and you went through quite a few girlfriends. And then it got to May and that meant the prom. Everything had been arranged, I'd been getting my outfit for months and then the day before I found out my boyfriend had cheated on me. The first person I turned to was you. You turned up at my door with a bouquet of roses and a vintage 1950's car.
I laughed that night
I cried that night
We had three glorious yars together, when everyday I would smile. Even on the last when your mother stood up, in the church infornt of your coffin and began reading from your diary:
"I saw you when I was six stood by the bench in a blue checked dress and daisy shoes and I needed to give an other daisy just because. Becuase i loved you from that day on"
His wedding vows written the day after prom, that I will never no get to hear."

RED LIPSTICK KISSES AND A BLACK EYE !!!

My first wife used to cover me with lipstick kisses before we made love. I must admit, it really turned me on. I would watch her applying it while standing in front of a mirror. When she finished, she would turn to me and begin kissing me all over my face and neck.
One night we had a terrible arguement after having too much to drink at a party. I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but she had bruised my male ego. The party we had been at was both indoors and out. There was a badmitten net set up in the back yard and we started playing. At first, we just volleyed back in forth but then started a game. Some women started watching us and keeping score. The first game was close but she pulled ahead at the end and won 15 - 12, receiving a loud applause from the women spectators. During the second game, the women spectators really started getting into the game, calling it a battle of the sexes. When she won decisively (15 - 7), they cheered all the louder. I started to walk off the playing field, thinking we had played enough when my wife yelled; "what's the matter, afraid of getting beaten by a woman in front of everyone?". I agreed to play another game and got soundly trounced. I think the score was 15 to 3. We stayed a couple of more hours and had more margueritas than we should have.
On the way home, she kept talking about how much fun it had been. My replies were short and with a bit of an edge. After a while, she became angry about my attitude and things started to escalate. When we got home, it got much worse. At some point, I said something really ugly and she whirled around and socked me right in the eye, knocking me flat on the floor. I'm not sure if I lost consciousness or not, but the next thing I knew, I got hit with my pillow, which she had thrown. She stormed off upstairs and locked our bedroom door. I staggered over to a sofa and fell asleep.
I really should have put ice on that eye before falling asleep because in the morning it was almost swollen shut. It was all bloodshot and the bruising around it was a dark black and blue. I was so angry. How was I going to explain my very black and swollen eye at work the next day? I think my wife was a little shocked when she saw what she had done. However, she didn't say anything and we stayed clear of each other for most of the day. In the evening I was watching a football game when she came into the room dressed rather provacatively and with her red lipstick on. She sat down next to me. As I attempted to ignore her and watch the game, she began kissing me. I tried to hold on to my anger but she wore me down. After a couple of minutes, I took a glance at our reflection in a mirror on the wall. She looked in the mirror at the same time and our eyes met. I probably had a dozen large red lip prints all over my forehead, cheeks, chin, neck, everywhere except close to me black eye. (It was real sore.) We both broke up laughing. Then we started laughing about the whole situation - the badmitten competition, the arguement, and the black eye. She went and got her camera and set up a timed picture of us embracing - me with my black eye and covered with lipstick kisses and her looking beautiful as usual. She had the picture framed and she used to show it to her friends and tell the story behind it. Funny thing, neither of us could remember what I had said before she knocked my lights out. While telling the story, she used to say; "neither of us remembers what he said, but whatever it was, he knows better than to say it again".
We didn't overindulge ourselves with alcohol very much after that. I learned not to say hurtful and damaging things during arguements. Also, I worked at overcoming my immature and fragile male ego. Fact was, she was a better athlete than I and regularly beat me in tennis, badmitten, volleyball, ping pong, you name it. She even beat me armwrestling a few times. I got to where I didn't mind so much, especially when there wasn't an audience. For her part, she came to accept that she had a very hot temper and worked at mellowing out.
I lost her to breast cancer after 13 years of marriage. I sure do miss her.

A BEAUTIFUL HEART !!!

The more hurt and pain you have gone thru in life, the stronger and more
beautiful your heart will be.....
One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.
A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.
The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.
The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.

LOVE !!!

Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within
your chest??
-it isn`t love, it`s like.
You can`t keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right??
-it isn`t love, it`s lust.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
- it isn`t love, it`s pride.
Do you want them because you know they`re there??
-it isn`t love, it`s loneliness.
Are you there because it`s what everyone wants??
-it isn`t love, it`s loyalty.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand??
-it isn`t love, it`s low confidence.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don`t want to hurt
them??
-it isn`t love, it`s pity.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat??
-it isn`t love, it`s infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them??
-it isn`t love, it`s friendship.
Do you tell them every day that they are the only one you think of??
-it isn`t love, it`s a lie.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake??
-it isn`t love, it`s charity.
Does your heart ache and break when they`re sad??
-then it`s l o v e.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they`re strong??
-then it`s l o v e.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts??
-then it`s l o v e.
Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and
relation pulls you close and holds you there??
-then it`s l o v e.
Do you accept their faults because they`re a part of who they are??
-then it`s l o v e.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret??
-then it`s l o v e.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death??
-then it`s l o v e.

YOU ARE THAT GUY !!!

Inspired by Mr Brown who was inspired by Mercer Machine who inspired a whole lot of bloggers.
You are the boy who spent your school fees on $10 worth of chicken wings thereupon getting a spanking from your mother.
You are the boy who grew up to play games every week with fellow boys.
You are the boy who got a Playstation 2 as an engagement present.
You are the boy who would eat like a boy if you lived alone, living on potato chips and Pepsi.
You are the boy who would like it very much if he didn't have to grow up.
But you are a boy who is also a guy.
You are that guy that she met at the pre-departure talk, who insulted her baby blue mobile phone in an attempt to get her phone number.
You are the guy that commented on how she stood like a dancer with her feet turned flat out.
You are that guy that apparently dedicated music to her over the radio and staked out the uni just hoping you catched a glimpse of her.
You are the guy that got lucky when you bumped into her at the traffic just outside uni on the first day of school.
You are the guy that repeated her phone number all the way home just in case you forgot it and missed the chance again.
You are the guy that she out ate on your first date.
You are the guy that had to bear all the crap when she couldn't decide who she liked better, you or some other guy back home.
You are the guy that won her heart by buying her gummi bears and walking her home from ballet in the cold.
You are the guy that she impressed by eating through half a bucket of fried chicken and then sat back and asked what's for desert.
You are the guy that had to be taught what relationships were and in turn taught her how to work hard in a relationship.
You are the guy that put your thesis on the back burner while she wigged out about her own thesis through the year.
You are the guy who proposed to her on the plane back to Melbourne and made her dizzy.
You are the guy that wanted to wear Bata shoes to the wedding and refused to be put into ill-fitting Kenneth Coles.
You are the one who got up there during your wedding and sang to your bride.
You are the guy that endured the pillows hurled at you in her sleep.
You are the guy who will go out there and look for yak's milk from Yemen if she ever demanded it.
You are the guy that buys her flowers and burns her cds just to make her smile.
You are the guy that believes, trusts and prays even when she has given up hope.
You are the guy of her dreams and her greatest fear is to live without you.
Who are you? You are that guy and I am that girl.

ANGELS !!!

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd ." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends' tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous.
Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began;
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For Better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

Gift in The DaRk ..

black rose !!!

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