A dear friend of mine has been very busy the past couple of weeks (even months) preparing for a theatrical event. She, and her crew, spent so much effort (not to mention time and money) on this project so I’m very sure it will come out as a successful event. Unfortunately, I will not be physically there to watch the event and congratulate her and her team for a wonderful job done. So instead I am going to post a picture (or copy of the banner) of the said event. To the people of Cagayan de Oro City, I hope you will take time to watch their wonderful show.

And to my friend, I’m sure as the play dates draw closer the more the pressure and the anxiety your feeling. But don’t worry, cause as your efforts will soon be paid off. You are one great artist and I believe in you. So God bless and good luck to your crew and break a leg! (Not literally okay?!) Just enjoy and have fun. The goal doesn’t really matter much compared to the journey. Don’t worry for the curtains will close after every performance.

(a past due post that i finally uploaded)

wow. today's October 31! not that I'm all excited or what, 'cause I'm not. In fact, I even feel anxious since I have a paper due this weekend. And again, I'm cramming.

Anyway, today's not one of those ordinary days here in the U.S. Why? Okay, obviously it's Halloween! And that means wearing costumes, pretending to be the character your playing, and - the most awaited part - Trick or Treating! Chocolates and candies! Of course I'm not speaking for myself here, okay? I'm speaking for my younger siblings who are all excited for their costumes. My youngest brother will be wearing a ninja costume with some other props. My other brother will be transforming his own karate uniform to look like a Jedi - of course he has his props too. And my little sister will be more like a fairy or princess. She will be wearing a gown, a wonderful butterfly mask, and will be bringing a pink butterfly wand. Well, before I reveal my own Halloween get up, notice how all my siblings planned on wearing something nice and "not scary" for this year's Trick or Treat? A ninja does not look horrifying at all nor does a Jedi and certainly not a fairy slash princess (I kinda refrain from identifying her costume as that of a fairy since she does not have wings.)

I'm gonna let you in on a little secret here. A few months ago, I turned to the other side. (scary laugh) Last year's Halloween, I chose to dressed up as a karate girl (my dream!!!). And this year, I planned on stretching my limits and finally have the courage to show my other side. I will be dressing up as a witch!!!

Finally, a dream come true! I'm a witch! Just kidding. Well, I'm not really kidding since I'm planning on dressing up as a witch. Oh by the way, don't tell I'm too old for Halloween and Trick or Treating 'cause believe me I would desperately want to just stay at home from work and finish up all my requirements for school (not to mention catch up on a lot of reading and research). Unfortunately, I have to go with my siblings and watch over them (well, collect some chocolates and candies for myself too. *laugh*).

Halloween is for everyone. That includes you and me, okay? All the children, the parents, the young, and the young at hearts. Halloween doesn't have any age requirements nor limits. Just enjoy! And remember why we celebrate it. Anyway, I may not finish this post since I have to prepare myself for Trick or Treating. Ciao!!

Oh by the way, don't party too much, don't drink and drink, and don't throw tomatoes at your neighbors just because they ran out of goodies.

by Banky W.

This video may not be the best video out there but the message of the song is great. Hope others may take a lesson from it. (others huh? *lol* )

If you really love someone, don't take them for granted. Don't wait for them to disappear from your lives. Don't wait for that time of regrets when you can't have them back anymore. Cherish each moment with the people who matter to you; be it your parents, siblings, friends or lovers, for a chance only comes once. Not everything gets to have a second chance nor can something that happened be undone.

Okay here I am again misusing my time. I got 28 minutes left before for my next class and, instead of studying, I searched for a computer lab to use a computer since all those in the library were taken already.

Now, what am I gonna write about? Nope, I'm not going to start writing my English paper on why the U.S. should withdraw from Iraq now nor my 10-page midterm paper for my Political Science class. Yes, that's right I haven't started writing both papers which are due next week on the same day with the exams. How am I gonna finish them ontime? Well, I don't know. *smile*

Well, as my hint says I was in the library earlier. I was in the same floor where I used to go everyday. And the floor where I lost my wallet - or should I say left my wallet. Yup! Last saturday I was there the whole afternoon "studying" while waiting for my next class. I had brought so many stuff that my back and shoulders were hurting already. So each time I go to the restroom I leave the rest of my stuff behind and just bring with me my cellphones and wallet. Unfortunately, when I was about to leave the building, I left my wallet in the restroom! It didn't occur to me to check my stuff since I was so caught up with reviewing for the test (talk about cramming queen).

(Okey. This is part two. I didn't get to finish the post 'cause I went to class already. I continued writing this a day after.)

Yeah. Out of stupidity and clumsiness I left my wallet in the restroom!! The next day, after mass, we went to Barnes and Nobles 'cause my sister wanted to buy a book. I presented to pay for it but when I searched my purse my wallet wasn't there. So I was trying to be positive and thought that I might have just left it at home. After we got home, I right away searched for it and in a way panicked when I couldn't find it. I told my family I probably lost it and my sister helped me out. No one helped me but her. What's funny was I shouted "Help me! (tabangi ko ninyo)" On why I said it was funny - I'll explain it in awhile. Anyway, I recalled the last time I saw it was when I was still in the library. I rushed to my room and got hold of the planner the university provided us and searched for the library's contact number. I was connected to the Security Office and got it confirmed - my wallet was there. I headed back downstairs and told my family I knew where I left it. I wanted to go back to school right then to get it but my dad insisted that we eat late lunch first. My mom was being her pessimistic self again and told my dad to drive me over there 'cause who knows it's probably just my wallet that's left and all the other stuff were taken. So we drove all the way back to the university which was.. don't ask me anymore how long. When I got there, I rushed to the library's security office, they looked at my wallet and checked for my ID card to confirm it's mine. They told me I was lucky since nothing was taken and the person who found it returned it. And when I personally checked my wallet, indeed, everything were there. I was so stupid too to put all my stuff in my wallet - my paycheck, my ID card, ATM, University and library card. Gosh! If that person had malicious intents she/he could probably had taken all the money I spent months working and saving. And thankfully she/he didn't.

Well, I can't really avoid but think of negative things since few days before that my cousin-in-law's purse was stolen. She went to mass and accidentaly left her purse in the car. And when she came back her windows were smashed up and her purse taken. In just split seconds, her credit cards were used for gas and her check to pay for car repair. It was only few days after that check was deposited, that the police knew who he was but then he had already fled from San Francisco to San Diego.

Well, anyway, back to me. To whoever that person is who returned my wallet, from the bottom of my heart "THANK YOU SO MUCH!" (That black wallet that was left in the girls restroom in the fourth floor of the UNLV Lied Library.) You are so kind and honest! God will surely bless you. Despite the fact that more and more people nowadays, because of poverty, do so many crazy stuff you remain a true servant of God. (Yes, there is widespread poverty here in the U.S. and life is also hard here.) I know I may never get to know and thank you in person but I hope you do know that you did save my life for returning that single wallet. I hope and pray that more people will be just like you. You're one of those that give the rest of the world hope that there is still kindness in this world that is worth fighting for. Thank you!

And to my cousin and his family, don't worry. Time will come that person will be captured and he will serve the punishment for his crime.

Now, later that day my Uncle told me that he got shocked. Why? Not 'cause I left my wallet. But because it was the very very first time that he heard me say "Help me." He never heard me ask help from anybody before. Because I've always depended on myself and only myself. And, of course, GOD.

Today is the birthday of one of my most treasured friends in the Philippines.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
Why one of my most treasured? Because. For so many reasons. He was one of my closest friends in UST when I was still there. He was one of my textmates wherein we could stay up till 4 in the morning just texting. I could share just about everything to him and since the beginning of our friendship he has never left my side.

I can still remember two years ago. During that class in the Botanical Garden Laboratory, we had the election of our class officers. I nominated him to be the class president. He won. And he nominated me to be the assistant treasurer. And I too won. Funny. Since then people started calling him Mr. President.

I could never forget his birthday. Other than because he is my friend, exactly two years ago it was then a holiday. President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo made her State of the Nation Address on that day. And I made the joke that since it is his birthday and he is the class president he, himself, should make a S.O.C.A. (what a term right?) - a State of the Class Address. That day he told me flattering things about myself when I should be the one doing so since he was the celebrant. Thank you.

As months went on our friendship has deepen and I could notice people using me as a channel to get through to him. I guess we were that close then. Or maybe he was just afraid of me that was why he would do whatever I say.?? *laugh* (Can you picture an almost 6 feet guy afraid of a petite girl.?)

Though I haven't seen him for more than a year now, he will always be one of my special friends. He has done things to me other guys have never done before and might never do. He made me feel special. And the rest is history.??

To you Mr. President. I wanna thank you for the friendship. Though things have changed since that day where I answered your question, I know deep inside your heart you're still that friend I met more than two years ago. That friend who was always there to make me smile. And who did not need to see me to know how I was feeling. You always knew when I was in my down moments. I wonder how you did that? I hope I could be like that to you now. I hope I can be there to make you smile when you're down. Sorry when I was once the source of your sadness. But thank you for accepting it. Thank you for accepting me. Always remember that I will always be your friend; Mr. President, Kuya. And today on your birthday, I'll be the one to sing you the birthday song.

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy birthday happy birthday. Happy birthday to you!!!"

I may have not composed a song for you like you did for me. But remember, when I sing, I sing from the heart. Happy Birthday, Lex.

-you may know him. if you read one of the postings in my very first blog.-

This is a poem i stumbled upon in one pinoy forum. It touched my heart like how it touched the person who posted it on that website. I posted this here so others may learn from the author's experience. So that others may avoid the pit of living a life with regrets. - the "what if's..", "if only's..", and many more.

It may be lengthy but it's worth one's time. Nothing has been added to the content of the poem.

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The deeper you love the more it hurts when the other person does not feel the same way. Confessing your love for someone requires great courage and this poem beautifully expounds the heartaches one experiences as a result of rejection.

I Could Imagine You
Author Unknown

I could imagine your eyes, bright and lively
Excitement coursing through the pools blue sea
Your hands moving animatedly
Gesturing and talking in ways your mere words could not extend
I listened patiently
Fascinated
Not with what you had to say,
but in the resonant sound in which you said it
Inside I secretly ached
because I wanted to have been the one to bring such life into you
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the strength to

I could imagine your eyes, hooded and downcast
Anger fusing to cause electricity in your stormy skies
Your hands clenched in fists of rage
Tight and rigid on your lap
I listened cautiously
Furious
Not at you and the way your reacted
but with the way she made your voice tremble
Inside my fury burned
because I wanted to have been the one to make you feel such intensity
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the will to

I could imagine your eyes, coy and sly
Passion dilating your pupils
Your hands open and slick with sweat
Rubbing over your jeans to dry them
I listened painfully
Jealous
Not because you felt bliss and joy,
but because you felt it with her
Inside my heart broke
because I wanted to have been the one to bring you to such a fervent pitch of desire
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the courage to

I could imagine your eyes sad and pained
Unshed tears creating a wall of anguish
Your hands trembling like a child’s
Shaking as they cradled your head
I listened silently
Miserable
Not because of you
but because she had caused you to feel such hurt
Inside my heart was torn
because I felt sorry for you and her even though I secretly wanted to have been the one whose name you sobbed
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the heart to

I could imagine your eyes, distant and weary
Your eyelids shutting out the world
Your hands limp like rags
Hanging lifelessly on each side of your body
I listened intently
Desperate
Not because I was drinking in your every word,
but because I was straining to hear you speak a word at all
Inside my heart was cold
because I could not comfort you when you needed me the most
I told you then,
but only because I couldn’t find any more reasons not to

I could imagine your eyes wide and startled
Your eyes looking away
Your hands fidgeting restlessly
Nervously running through your hair I listened abjectly
Depressed
Not because you didn’t care,
but because you cared too much to let me dream
Inside my heart shattered because I thought my word had ended
I thought of dying then,
but I couldn’t find the words to tell you

I could imagine your eyes, sympathetic and pleading
Your brows furrowed out of concern
Your hand stretched out in from of your body
Reaching out to me I didn’t listen then
Hollow I walked away,
not because you hurt me,
but because I was hurting myself by looking at you
Inside my heart cried
because all these years spent imagining you -
And all I ever wanted was for you to imagine me, too.

I've always been the type of person who treasures all my friends. I try to make sure that I'll be there whenever they need me even though I'm miles away from them. Though the world tells me that I'm never going to get back from them the same support I give, I did not care. I always thought, "I don't care if they won't be there for me as long as I will always be there for them". For me, God made me who I am today and blessed me with so much that I want to give back and to share to the community the blessings He has showered me. The community whose member I believe have God in each and everyone of them.

I consider my friends as precious stones. I know that I've already been to different places and met a lot of people. In those journeys I made a lot of new acquaintances and friends. It's just sad to know that though I have a long list of friends only a few are true and willing to fight for and with me. Only a few value the friendship that I keep so dear. But I never held any negative emotions to those who failed to be there for me. I understand. I still love them. And I will always be there for them. Because what hurts the most is when someone denies you as a friend. Or even a simple acquaintance. Yes it hurts. And yes, I've experienced it.

It hurts because I know that I never did anything to hurt him/her. In fact I made one of the hardest decisions in my life by letting something go just to be able to make him/her happy.

To You:

I know you will never get to read this post. Well, maybe somehow in the future you will. Through Fate. And I know you will know I'm talking about you. I've always valued the friendship and the memories we had. Though they weren't for a very long time, I was happy. I am happy because I knew you and learned some lessons in life through my journey with you. I know you knew it hurt when I had to let go of one thing we shared because I wanted to make you happy and I knew you were. I thought we were okey. I thought we had already patched up that scratch in our friendship. But what happened? You suddenly disappeared, it was not a big deal though because I understood why you had to do it. I was your friend. But did you have to deny me? Deny that you've met me and befriends with me? It hurt. For whatever reason you made the decision to forget and erase me in your life, that's fine with me. I will not force you to tell the truth because it will only make things worse in your life. I meant you good. And I will forever wish only good things to happen in your life. I admit I tried to forget you. But I know I never will. Because I never forget my friends. I heard recently that you admitted to him/her that you knew me. But what for? It's too late now. You already hurt me. The friend who was always there praying for you. The fear will always be there too. I pity you because he/she was too precious to deserve the treatment you gave. I'm afraid this will continue to happen over and over in your life. But you are still young. You can still change. Don't waste the gifts God has given you and don't play with people's emotions because they're not in any way like the characters you play in your online games. When they get hurt and die they will never be revived and given the same number of lives and ammunitions and powers or whatsoever. Learn to value the precious stones in your life. Be true to your heart and to other people. Only then can you say you were a true friend and a person. Whatever happened in our past I put them behind us now. I've moved on. And I wish you well.

A story about friendship and love. fear. losing someone. regret. letting go. and acceptance.

Just to clarify I am not the character in the story nor did I write this. And I have not added any detail to it to give justice to the author.

Hope we all get a lesson from the story whether the characters are real or not. (but everything in this world is possible.) It may look long but it's not as bad as you think.

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Manila International Airport, 2:00 am.
It's been two years since she had last seen the Manila International Airport.
Not much has changed. Her last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.
"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack. "LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with some nerdy economist in the next two years."
"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New York."

That was her last memory of this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel. How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails,and pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get the time to chat with him and buy a webcam. She's finally out.

"Where is Miguel?" She wondered.
"Ah there!" she exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit. TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as the driver got off. "Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.
"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm. It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.
"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage.
"Then we'll have more time for hugging and chika."
"Okay."

Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the screen.
"You should really get that."
"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that we go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist that you spend tomorrow with her."
Miguel was talking about her mother. Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.
"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you na po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me. Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks out the window.

The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and answered it."Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow."

We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway?
"Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from asking.
"Sugar ha?"
"I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta na si Edward?"
"Edward?"
"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong klase ka ba namang girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka makalimutan mo rin ako."
"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a cool guy and loves Bea a lot. "He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may balak ata..."
"Balak na?"
"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to you kasi."
"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris."

At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the living room. She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek.
"Hay anak, kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?"
"Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her and yes, she loves her like her own mother.
"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos magdesisyon."
"Po?"
"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans.
"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious.
"Bukas na lang."
"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her,and proceeded to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage.
"Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang worried nanay mo sa iyo?"
"Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here."
"Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na." They were both standing as the door to the guest room.
"Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this house.I'll see you tomorrow."

Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita Doris.
"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?"
"Sinundo si Sugar."
"Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako."
"Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though. Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?" She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious?
"Opo naman."
"Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going to propose a week ago. Did he propose?"
Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up.With him is a woman she had not seen before.She was of medium frame, shoulder length hair and looked very feminine.

"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancée."

It felt as if somebody had poured a bucket of cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to her head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her heart beating a hundred beats per minute.
"Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with shock.
"I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never mentioned you in any of his e-mails,"she said as she looked at Sugar with a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was consoling her.
"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise." She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him. She even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of him or else I will snatch him under your nose." It sounded as if she was just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner. In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it.

"He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as if they had been friends for the longest time.
"I'm sure he has." Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal Bea could find. They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the ring, the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this is really a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping needs. Except that this is not one of those days... Except that this woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiancée`.

Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes. "You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.
"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh I have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancée`."
The words almost got stuck in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile.
"Listen, I'll call you later. I have very good news for you."
Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked, "So tell me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?"
Bea and Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like that."
"As in?" Sugar inquired.
"LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep up with her. She never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled, his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show.
"I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a little hint of disappointment. "Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling. "Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him." Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward.

"Hello? Edward. Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes."

********* The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing bride.

"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me, and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us."

Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up,walked away from the spectators. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.

********** Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her, this time with a wedding ring on his left finger.

"Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman kaya tao magkikita?"
"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious."What was it that you love about Sugar?How did you know she was the one?"
Miguel just smiled.
"Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days diba?"

"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before. The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field, and I thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you might nag me about it, but I found the better version of you in Sugar. She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference, is she loves me more than you do."

She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his vows, but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move on without her?
Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy.

"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel. "Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward propose?" Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire ring set in platinum.

"Yes." Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from the steering wheel to Bea's face,he saw a single tear fall from her right eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation... Edward was the best version of you that I can find in New York."

Two days ago, we talked for over 1 hour. Whew! It was hot standing outside the office just to be able to talk to you. But it was worth it. All those days that i felt and feared things won't turn out the way we want them to be were all washed away by that single hour. And even after that one hour we just couldn't get enough of each other.

During that phone call, we never really ran out of things to talk about. Sure there were seconds when I said nothing, not because we had nothing to talk about anymore but because I just wanted to listen to you. I wanted to feel you beside me even just through your voice. That conversation reminded me again of why I chose you among all the others.

I missed your voice. And my heart was to melt when I heard it again after what? 2 months? Whew! Who would have thought we'd reach this far. Despite all those uncertainty and doubt around us, here we are. holding on. Thank you.

I wish that one hour would turn into a day. And that day would turn into a week. Into a month. Into a year. Because I know we will always love to talk to each other. I know I do. Our differences has closed that gap between us. Those differences turned into similarities. You're not just someone who holds the key to my heart. You're my best friend too. And whatever happens tomorrow always know that by the end of each day I'm there for you and I will always be. No matter what. I know you won't get to read this. But I just want the world to know that I'm happy and it's because of you.

Sigmund Freud Psych Test Rule:

Pick Only One. Don’t cheat!

BLACK/WHITE

COFFEE/SOFTDRINKS

MOON/STARS

TV/RADIO

SUGAR/SPICE

DOGS/CATS

NINJA/PIRATE

Next: Bear in mind your answers as you scroll down for interpretations.

Result:

BLACK- You love the crowd. a party animal! Too many “friends”, you can’t easily tell which among them is real and not.

WHITE- Mysterious. oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.

COFFEE- You hide your emotions. Sometimes pretending to be always happy. Sometimes, not giving even a hint of what you really feel.
SOFTDRINKS- You’re usually expressive. Open about your emotions and most of thetime willing to talk about it.

MOON- You love deeply. you may flirt along and people think you’re a playboy/playgirl but the truth is: your heart belongs to only one.

STARS- You search for love. you’re a hopeless romantic and every time you enter a relationship, you give your all and believe “this is the One.”

TV- You have so many ideas in mind. You’re creative and aggressive! If you want something, you’ll do anything to get it!

RADIO- You appreciate simple things in life. You hate complicating things that’s why you’re typically up-front in any aspect.

SUGAR- You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend. You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him. You give your all.

SPICE- You’re a stubborn sweetheart. You “love” him/her only because he/she loves you. If his/her flame puts out, you let go with no trouble.

DOGS- You’re undoubtedly good-natured! Most of the time, people are confident to approach you because they know you will consider them.

CATS-You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions.

NINJA- You love actions. with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.

PIRATE- You’re independent! You’re also risky just like thepirates who sail in the vast anddangerous ocean to look for treasure.

This is another one of those forwarded messages i got online. I kept it in my blog for a very long time till now that I've decided to finally publish it. I posted it here not because I think there is some luck attached to it like every forwarded message says. Nope. I just want to share to the world the lessons. They are just simple deeds but should be done with sincerity.

Again, nothing has been added to the original post.

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This is without a doubt one of the nicest good luck forwards I have received. Hope it works for you -- and me!You have 6 minutes
There's some mighty fine advice in these words, even if you're not superstitious. This has been sent To you for good luck from the Anthony Robbins organization. It has been sent around the world ten times so Far. Do not keep this message.
This must leave your hands in 6 MINUTES.

Otherwise you will get a very unpleasant surprise. This is true, even if you are not superstitious, agnostic, or otherwise faith impaired.

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.

FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.

TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"

FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.
SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear.

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When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
-Henri Nouwen

The story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
-Helen Hayes

Every time I pass by the Strip (Las Vegas Blvd) I can't help but notice the MGM Grand Hotel and its' big poster that says "The World Awaits." It is referring to this weekend's boxing event - probably the biggest for this year - the highly anticipated match between Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather, Jr. As a new resident of Las Vegas and a self-confessed rookie boxing fan, I admit I am very eager to watch the game. Honestly, I used to not get the essence of how people called beating each other a sport but then what did I say, I have a bit of everything.

Aside from two boxing giants fighting against each other, I want to see how my friend, Rey "Boom Boom" Bautista, and acquaintance, AJ "Bazooka" Banal, will do in their matches. They are undercards to Oscar De La Hoya, whom I must admit, looks very stunning and thrilled for this weekend's big event.

Yesterday I got the chance to message Boom Boom Bautista, whom everyone anticipates and considers to be greater than world renowned Manny "Pacman" Paquiao - who I also got to see in person in Los Angeles, CA. Boom Boom responded with an update about their ongoing press conference - the last before this weekend's epic battle. He added that it was jam-packed with famous people and the media. It was reported that if both Banal and Bautista win, the next World Cup in boxing featuring Mexican World Champions against Filipino Challengers will assemble in the Philippines. This will help bring in tourists to our beautiful country and open its' doors to more opportunities.

Everyone knows how much these Filipino boxers have prepared for this event to give pride to our country. I honestly feel very honored to be friends with these great boxers. And I hope that my fellow Filipinos will also support and pray for the success of their fights - for their families and for the country.

Jokes
I was texting my boyfriend yesterday and we were joking around. It felt good because I wasn't sounding like my usual too serious self! And we sure did finish our conversation in a nice way.

It's always nice to joke about serious matters. It makes the topics less serious (and scary, I should say) yet both parties continue to learn something new from the other. Joking may sometimes be necessary, to get the answers that your looking for, as long as one is sensitive enough so as not to offend the other. Or else, your jokes may not end up in laughters.


to a friend
Thanks for opening to me. I know we're not really that close but you trusted me with your secret - your emotions, and your actions. Thanks for showing me the real you. Like I told you, I'm honored. And I will always be around.

I won't tell them what you did wrong. But I will tell you directly that it is. 'Cause I'm your friend.

Relationship 101:
I had the chance to chat with two of my guy friends yesterday. And I interviewed them about some perceived "meanness" regarding the guy's world to better understand guys (guys - i refer to those who are more knowledgeable than boys yet less mature than men).

Together with the stories and surveys i had read in one of my most visited Pinoy websites, I have come to these conclusions (well, not really conclusions) - regarding one of the most talked about at the same time avoided questions about relationships.

Girls or Ladies (I should say):
Don't just give in to your "guys" demands and deceiving wishes.
Both Gents and Ladies:
Before entering a relationship you should first know your partner (and most importantly your self. of course!). Always be SURE of your FEELINGS.
Be sure you know what you're doing and the CONSEQUENCES attached to your ACTIONS.
- Ask yourself if that is right (morally)
- Are you ready? (emotionally, spiritually, and financially)
Etc.
Etc.

There are more questions and other realities to check. Basing on the surveys I've read, mostly everyone knew what to do and what they are doing. Everyone knows! We all do!
We ALL just have to remember that we have our own FREE WILL and the gift of CHOICE.
We should NOT BE TOO IMPULSIVE.

Ladies, THINK! Guys won't loose anything. But you will loose a lot. Love? It can be expressed in many ways. LOVE YOURSELF.
Gents, THINK! If you really love your partner, like you say so, show that you really do. RESPECT them.