Ding dong! Ding dong! Reminder!

If you have not realized yet, Mother’s Day is just a few hours from now! (Technically, as I’m writing this it’s 33 and a half hours from now.) So, the big question is – “Have you already prepared a present?”

I asked a friend this question a couple of hours ago and he said, “Yeah, a kiss!” Well, we all know a kiss isn’t bad for a gift, in fact we give that almost every day. But this is one special day for all mothers (or wives for some of you around the world and I personally think it is just but right to get our mothers (grandmothers and wives) something really special.

A simple card isn’t that expensive and hard to get. Or even a simple letter that contains your whole heart and gratitude for everything your mother has done for you. (Which by the way we all know is a lot. Our mothers have definitely done so many things for us going back to the very day they conceived us.) Of course you could always buy her a ticket for a concert or show or probably a trip to the saloon or spa center to get some relaxing time. Or you could start her morning by surprising her with some lovely flowers (which all women definitely love).

So here is a reminder guys, please grab something special and unique for your mothers/grandmothers/wives. This day only comes once a year so might as well make it really special and memorable. One wonderful day is more than enough for them. Then you could use the remaining days of the year to go back to your busy lives. *smiles*

So to all the MOTHERS/GRANDMOTHERS out there:
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

Here are some lines that.. Well, you decide if they work or not.

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Guy1: Uy, email mo naman ako. Kailan tayo papakasal? (Ei, email me. When are we getting married?)

Me: Anong pakasal ka jan. Tseh! Add mo nalang pala ako sa friendster. Nakita ko dun mga anak mo. (What marriage are you talking about. Ei, accept my friend request on friendster. I saw your children there.)

Guy1: Ha?!? Nakita mo friendster ko? (What?!? You saw my friendster?)

Me: Oo nga. Nakita ko pa nga dun yung mga anak mo. (Yeah. That's where I saw your kids.)

Guy1: Walangya. Talaga?!?! (****** For real?!?!)

-----Scene 2-----

Guy1: Ang ganda mo pala. Bat di ka nag-artista? (You know what, you're beautiful. Why didn't you try to be an actress?)

Me: Tseh! Tigilan mo nga ako. Sumbong kita sa asawa mo eh. (Will you just cut it out or else I'll tell your wife.)

Guy1: Hindi kasi hihiwalayan ko na asawa ko. Pakakasalan kita. (No, 'cause I'll divorce my wife. I want to marry you.)

Me: Ewan ko sayo. Tigilan mo nga ako. (I don't know with you. Will you just cut it out.)

Guy1: Uhmmp. Bakit nakalagay sa friendster mo married ka na? (Why does your friendster say you're already married?)

Me: Eh gusto ko nga lang eh. Pauso. ('Cause I just want to. Just setting a trend)

Guy1: Ang ganda mo talaga. Iniisip nga kita kagabi eh. (You really are beautiful. In fact, I was thinking of you last night.)

Me: Hoy. Kilabutan ka nga sa sinasabi mo. Sumbong kita sa asawa mo eh. (Ei. Do you even hear what your saying. I would really tell your wife.)

Guy1: Hindi kasi gusto na ng mga anak ko ng bagong mommy. Yung maganda raw. (No, 'cause my children wants a new mommy. They want someone beautiful.)

Me: Ewan ko sayo. Sira ka talaga. (I don't know with you. You really are crazy.)

Guy1: Nasisiraan kasi nababaliw ako sayo eh. Ang ganda mo kasi. (I really am losing my mind. I'm going crazy over you 'cause you're beautiful.)

Lesson 101:
Okay guys. The next time you attempt to flirt with a girl (lady, woman, whatever!) try to make sure you got no attachments. Because as they say no secrets can be concealed forever. Someway somehow we will know the skeletons in your closets. Remember, we're women. We got great instincts. In short: Always be honest!

By the way, I'm not sure if you'll approve of how I translated the conversations. That's the best I can give you right now. If there are any errors I'll edit them soon.

Reader: Do you have a similar story? Why don't you share your experience by posting it under "comments." See yah!

wow! i made it through. after a week (or more) of sleepless nights because of midterm exams and papers, i can finally say it's over! i can now give some time to myself and to evaluate some things in my life.

I find myself again

Listening to sad love songs

I guess I'm missing you badly

For they remind me of only you

I wish I could hold your hand

As I sing their melodies in my heart

But I guess I can only do that in my dreams

'Cause I cannot hold you anymore like we used to

Now I know it is true

that change is the only constant thing in this world

Since your love for me has gone

If I could only stop it from happening

But I just can't

The only thing I can do now is to tell this love

to accept the fact that I may never have you back

Every night I try to tame this heart

to stop the tears from falling hard

I tell myself I'll be just fine

but each time I try, our memories fill my mind

'Till now they bring me smiles

But is it right that I live on the past?

And ignore the echoing truth

That you've found a future without me

Now I know it is true
that change is the only constant thing in this world
Since your love for me has gone
If I could only stop it from happening
But I just can't
The only thing I can do now is to tell my heart
to accept the fact that I may never have you back

'Til now, I still hide from the sun

Hoping that when I open my doors again,

it may change its' mind

That it'll guide you back to me

and together we can finally be happy

Bagong umaga na naman
At eto na naman ako todo paganda
Umaasang ngayon ay mapansin mo na
Ang lihim kong pagtingin na tinatago nang matagal na

Sa pagpasok sa klase
Ikaw ang unang nakita
Puso'y bilis na kumakabog
Habang naghahanap ng tamang salita

Nakita kang sobrang masaya
Ngunit ang mga tawa'y di sa 'kin pala
Ang pag-ibig na nasa 'yong mga mata'y para sa iba
Subalit sinisigaw ng mga kinang ay pagmamahal
Dahil kagaya ko,
ang iniibig mo'y may mahal nang iba

Sa araw-araw na ika'y kasama
Sakit ng puso mo'y aking nakikita
Gustuhin ko mang mapasaya ka'y hindi ko kaya
Pagkat gaya mo,
Pag-ibig kong ito'y sa lihim ko lang maipapadarama

Kung pwede ko lang punan ang sakit na nariyan
Ngunit turing mo sakin ay kaibigan lang
Sigaw ng puso ko'y sanay pakinggan
Pag-ibig mo'y sana para sakin na lamang

Nakita kang sobrang masaya
Ngunit ang mga tawa'y di sa 'kin pala
Ang pag-ibig na nasa 'yong mga mata'y para sa iba
Subalit sinisigaw ng mga kinang ay pagmamahal
Dahil kagaya ko,
ang iniibig mo'y may mahal nang iba

Ang mundo nga nama'y kung umikot nakakatawa
Pareho tayong nagmahal sa mga may mahal nang iba
Ilang taon na rin ang nakalipas mula nun
Pag-ibig ay pinalaya sa agos ng dagat
Akala ko noo'y puso mo'y nasa langit na
Ngayon ang tanging hiling ko nalang
ang wagas na pag-ibig ay mahanap mo na

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IM BACK!!!!!

As to why I've been gone from blogging for more than two months? I'll explain it in my next few posts.

Next question: Why such poem?

Well, nothing. It's for no particular person or feeling. I read a former post of a friend and thought of using my past experienceS (note: experience with the S. therefore not just one ok? *smile*) to write something as a response to his/her feelings.

Pardon this post. I know the poem is really bad. It's because it has been months since I last tried writing a so-called poem so I'm still kinda getting back the hang of it. I made it in just a couple of minutes so I never really got the chance to meditate more on the emotions. Well, that's the real purpose of it though. It's suppose to be light and not make others nostalgic. It's to cite how love can be like a triangle or even a square! That the world does sometimes rotate ironically. (huh?) And the title? Like I said, the poem's basically about love. How others get lucky right away for finding someone that will love them back and how others experience the "unrequited love".

It's also structured like a song. Since I'm hoping that someone will like it, fix it, and make it a song. NO! I'm just kidding. I just like to pattern it that way.

I'll try to gather up my other scribbles and post them here. And, with my busy schedule, I'll also try to update my blog every now and then. For now, just bear with the poem.

"The most interesting thing about heart transplants is that one completely loses his own heart and is replaced with someone else's yet still has the feelings for the same person he loses. This proves that love works in the minds of people and not in their hearts. Bottom line is that, Love is a state of mind. You'll learn how to forget only if you try doing so."

-Dr. Burke, Grey's Anatomy




You yearn for someone not because you want to be complete. But because you want to add more color to your life. That person must not necessarily break you; the Best, not the worst; the Beautiful, not the ugly; things to Praise; not things to curse. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work endship in a higher level. It's smiling alone every once in awhile, knowing that somewhere, somehow, someone smiles at the thought of you.

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.

As listed by the document below, are:

1. You shall not kill.
2. The road shall be for you a means of communion between people and not of mortal harm.
3. Courtesy, uprightness and prudence will help you deal with unforeseen events.
4. Be charitable and help your neighbor in need, especially victims of accidents.
5. Cars shall not be for you an expression of power and domination, and an occasion of sin.
6. Charitably convince the young and not so young not to drive when they are not in a fitting condition to do so.
7. Support the families of accident victims.
8. Bring guilty motorists and their victims together, at the appropriate time, so that they can undergo the liberating experience of forgiveness.
9. On the road, protect the more vulnerable party.
10. Feel responsible toward others.

VATICAN CITY (AP) -- Got road rage? The Vatican on Tuesday issued a set of "Ten Commandments" for drivers, telling motorists to be charitable to others on the highways, to refrain from drinking and driving, and to pray you make it before you even buckle up.
An unusual document from the Vatican's office for migrants and itinerant people also warned that automobiles can be "an occasion of sin" -- particularly when they are used for dangerous passing or for prostitution.

It warned about the effects of road rage, saying driving can bring out "primitive" behavior in motorists, including "impoliteness, rude gestures, cursing, blasphemy, loss of sense of responsibility or deliberate infringement of the highway code."
It urged motorists to obey traffic regulations, drive with a moral sense, and to pray when behind the wheel.

Cardinal Renato Martino, who heads the office, told a news conference that the Vatican felt it necessary to address the pastoral needs of motorists because driving had become such a big part of contemporary life.

He noted that the Bible was full of people on the move, including Mary and Joseph, the parents of Jesus -- and that his office is tasked with dealing with all "itinerant" people -- from refugees to prostitutes, truck drivers to the homeless.

"We know that as a consequence of transgressions and negligence, 1.2 million people die each year on the roads," Martino said. "That's a sad reality, and at the same time, a great challenge for society and the church."

The document, "Guidelines for the Pastoral Care of the Road," extols the benefits of driving -- family outings, getting the sick to the hospital, allowing people to see other cultures.
But it laments a host of ills associated with automobiles: Drivers use their cars to show off; driving "provides an easy opportunity to dominate others" by speeding; drivers can kill themselves and others if they don't get their cars regular tuneups, if they drink, use drugs or fall asleep at the wheel.

It also pointed the finger at traffic problems particular to Rome, including "minicars" that teens can drive without full driving licenses, and "the reckless use of motorbikes and motorcycles." It called for drivers to obey speed limits and to exercise a host of Christian virtues: charity to fellow drivers, prudence on the roads, hope of arriving safely and justice in the event of crashes.

And it suggested prayer might come in handy -- performing the sign of the cross before starting off and saying the Rosary along the way. The Rosary was particularly well suited to recitation by all in the car since its "rhythm and gentle repetition does not distract the driver's attention."

The document is intended for bishops conferences around the world, and as such offered recommendations for their pastoral workers, including setting up chapels along motorways and having "periodic celebration of liturgies at major road hubs, motorway restaurants and lorry parks."

http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/europe/06/19/vatican.road.rage.ap/index.html

by: MYMP

I just grabbed this video from youtube. Though there are a few pictures where I think he misinterpreted the lines of the song and there are a few errors, overall I think it's a funny and cute video.

I love this song. And it's ironic that every time I'm sad and lonely this is one of the songs that I listen to over and over. Jed Madela's version melts my heart. No wonder a lot of girls go crazy over his talent.

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."

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.

Some people are gifted that they excel in almost every field that they are in. Some think so high of themselves that they tend to step on others just because they want to get everything. It is not bad to want to achieve a lot but we should never forget to share the blessings that we receive and be always grateful for whatever is happening in our lives. Disappointments are part of life and we can never get rid of them. Though we are in control of our decisions and fate, the world has its' own revolution. We can't control its' cycle all we can do is revolve around it.

God, give us grace to accept with serenity

the things that cannot be changed,
Courage to change the things
which should be changed,
and the Wisdom to distinguish
the one from the other.
Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,
Taking, as Jesus did,
This sinful world as it is,
Not as I would have it,
Trusting that You will make all things right,
If I surrender to Your will,
So that I may be reasonably happy in this life,
And supremely happy with You forever in the next.
Amen.

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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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.