1. Tell her she is beautiful
2. Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.
3. Hug her from behind
4. Leave her voice messages to wake up to.
5. Wrestle with her :)
6. don't go hang out with you ex when shes not with you, you might not relize how badly it hurts her.
7. If youre talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her....let her know she's yours and they aren't.
8. Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"
9. Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.
10. Play with her hair.
11. Pick her up (she loves it)
12. Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it
13. Make her laugh
14. Let her fall asleep in your arms.
15. If she's mad at you, kiss her.
16. If you care about her, then TELL HER
17. Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a stuffed animal (she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep), jewelry (she'll treasure it forever), and one of his t- shirts (she'll most likely wear it to bed) or sweatshirts sprayed with his cologne!! and flowers or something occasionally.
18. Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.
19. Look her in the eyes and smile.
20. Hang out with her on weekends
21.Kiss her in the rain (girls love this)
22.Kiss her just for the heck of it
23. If your listening to music, let her listen too.
24. Remember her birthday and get her something,even ifnits simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it means all the world to HER.
25. when she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)
26. Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute.Girls don't necessarily have to have hour long conversations every night but its nice for us to hear your voice even for a quick hello.
27. Give her what she wants
28. Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.
29.dont hug her friends or your friends that are girls cause she'll feel left out.
30.hang out with her whenever you are free and u should be free to hang wit your girl friend all the time
31.If u care about her...SHOW HER!!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
A Box Full of Kisses
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.
DO NOT
Do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others.It is because we are different that each of us is special.
Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.Only you know what is best for you..
Do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past nor for the future.By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.
Do not give up when you still have something to give.Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.It is a fragile thread that binds us to each other....
Do not be afraid to encounter risks.It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.
Do not shut love out of your life by saying it is impossible to find.The quickest way to receive love is to give love; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly.
Have a wonderful day.
Do not set your goals by what other people deem important.Only you know what is best for you..
Do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past nor for the future.By living your life one day at a time, you live all the days of your life.
Do not give up when you still have something to give.Nothing is really over until the moment you stop trying.It is a fragile thread that binds us to each other....
Do not be afraid to encounter risks.It is by taking chances that we learn how to be brave.
Do not shut love out of your life by saying it is impossible to find.The quickest way to receive love is to give love; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly.
Have a wonderful day.
The Messenger: A Soulmate Story
a very special message from the most unusual messenger.
It was early in the afternoon and I was seriously busy refinishing some very old windows out on my back porch. All of the doors and windows throughout my home where open, letting in the light and fresh air.
My life was certainly going through some changes. Only a month before, I had been struggling with a relationship that I knew needed to change form. A few days earlier I had said my goodbyes. I had always heard that when one door closes another door opens, but I didn't know if I was fully prepared to step into the new door that was presenting itself so quickly. You see, I was finally realizing that the dearest male friend that I had ever known, was the soul mate I had been looking for my entire life. What a shock to my senses this was! I had always thought of myself as an intuitive person, but I didn't see this one coming. It was like I had a veil pulled over my eyes.
Needless to say, I was filled with bliss from this new awareness. But also scared and a bit unsure at the same time. They say that the chance of someone single in their mid forties finding true love, is like finding an old vintage "oat penny" in a jar full of pocket change--highly unlikely. (What do 'they' know :-)
I knew in my heart that my friend Kirk was a soul mate, but my head was swimming in some type of fear that I couldn't really fully understand. So, I did what I do when I need to process so many emotions. I worked on something tangible in the physical world that needed to be fixed.
As I was refinishing the old window frames, I began to notice layer after layer of different colored paint. It seemed like I was going through the generations of a family tree as each layer was exposed. Each of the colors of paint was sharing a story about different cycles in my life. As each layer exposed itself, I had some sort of revelation. I can't really tell you every thought that went through my mind, but it seemed so very revealing at the time.
There came a point when I was so full of thought that I knew I needed to take a break. So, I decided to walk into my magical dining room where the beautiful stained glass windows surrounded my favorite plants. It was at that very moment when something unusual caught my eye. I have always had an affinity for butterflies and love to watch them outside, but this was the first time I had ever seen one indoors.
"Wow!", I thought to myself. "This is the most unusual looking butterfly." I have seen Monarch butterflies up close, but never one like this before. So I slowly walked up to take a better look. I was in awe. This butterfly was so very large, black, white, and orange and incredibly beautiful. He seemed quite calm really; much calmer than I was for sure.
I wondered, "Now, what does a person do with a butterfly in their home?" I can tell you what I thought. I was concerned that he was going to die if he stayed inside any longer. It is unnatural for a butterfly not to be free. So, I wondered what to do.
Just then I heard thoughts in my head telling me to fill myself with love and then to place my hand beside this radiant butterfly. So I did just that. As I was feeling this incredible sense of love oozing from my being, I watched him so intently while pressing my hand close to him against the window pane. In my amazement he slowly and steadily crept over to my hand and I watched him carefully step right into the center of my palm. I was motionless and in shock. Why would a butterfly as unusually beautiful as this one come inside my home and end up in my palm?
Just then I heard another thought fill my senses, and this time it seemed to be coming from the Butterfly!
"Trust dear one. Trust your life and trust your heart. Here you are with the door open, and the light is shining the way. I am here to show you that you now have your independence. Do with it as you wish. In going through the door before you, your life will have more freedom than you have ever known before."
This was so weird. I had this incredible peace fill every inch of my being. I just knew this butterfly was sent to me as a messenger, to tell me everything was okay; that my love for my wonderful friend and soul mate Kirk, was perfect, so not to fear.
I slowly walked the twenty-five or so steps through my dining room and out onto my front porch. The butterfly contently lay in the palm of my hand, not about to leave until he knew I received my message. At the point of mutual acknowledgement I raised my hands to the sky and watched as the butterfly so elegantly ascended from my palm up into the sky.
I stood there for a while and watched him circle the yard, as if he was smiling back at me, saying his goodbyes. I thought to myself, "What a magical messenger indeed." From that moment on, I have never turned back.
This soulmate story was published in," Romancing the Soul, True Soul Mate Stories from around the World and Beyond." Find over 60 stories of soulmate connections and an explaination of various types of soulmates.
By Sandy Breckenridge
It was early in the afternoon and I was seriously busy refinishing some very old windows out on my back porch. All of the doors and windows throughout my home where open, letting in the light and fresh air.
My life was certainly going through some changes. Only a month before, I had been struggling with a relationship that I knew needed to change form. A few days earlier I had said my goodbyes. I had always heard that when one door closes another door opens, but I didn't know if I was fully prepared to step into the new door that was presenting itself so quickly. You see, I was finally realizing that the dearest male friend that I had ever known, was the soul mate I had been looking for my entire life. What a shock to my senses this was! I had always thought of myself as an intuitive person, but I didn't see this one coming. It was like I had a veil pulled over my eyes.
Needless to say, I was filled with bliss from this new awareness. But also scared and a bit unsure at the same time. They say that the chance of someone single in their mid forties finding true love, is like finding an old vintage "oat penny" in a jar full of pocket change--highly unlikely. (What do 'they' know :-)
I knew in my heart that my friend Kirk was a soul mate, but my head was swimming in some type of fear that I couldn't really fully understand. So, I did what I do when I need to process so many emotions. I worked on something tangible in the physical world that needed to be fixed.
As I was refinishing the old window frames, I began to notice layer after layer of different colored paint. It seemed like I was going through the generations of a family tree as each layer was exposed. Each of the colors of paint was sharing a story about different cycles in my life. As each layer exposed itself, I had some sort of revelation. I can't really tell you every thought that went through my mind, but it seemed so very revealing at the time.
There came a point when I was so full of thought that I knew I needed to take a break. So, I decided to walk into my magical dining room where the beautiful stained glass windows surrounded my favorite plants. It was at that very moment when something unusual caught my eye. I have always had an affinity for butterflies and love to watch them outside, but this was the first time I had ever seen one indoors.
"Wow!", I thought to myself. "This is the most unusual looking butterfly." I have seen Monarch butterflies up close, but never one like this before. So I slowly walked up to take a better look. I was in awe. This butterfly was so very large, black, white, and orange and incredibly beautiful. He seemed quite calm really; much calmer than I was for sure.
I wondered, "Now, what does a person do with a butterfly in their home?" I can tell you what I thought. I was concerned that he was going to die if he stayed inside any longer. It is unnatural for a butterfly not to be free. So, I wondered what to do.
Just then I heard thoughts in my head telling me to fill myself with love and then to place my hand beside this radiant butterfly. So I did just that. As I was feeling this incredible sense of love oozing from my being, I watched him so intently while pressing my hand close to him against the window pane. In my amazement he slowly and steadily crept over to my hand and I watched him carefully step right into the center of my palm. I was motionless and in shock. Why would a butterfly as unusually beautiful as this one come inside my home and end up in my palm?
Just then I heard another thought fill my senses, and this time it seemed to be coming from the Butterfly!
"Trust dear one. Trust your life and trust your heart. Here you are with the door open, and the light is shining the way. I am here to show you that you now have your independence. Do with it as you wish. In going through the door before you, your life will have more freedom than you have ever known before."
This was so weird. I had this incredible peace fill every inch of my being. I just knew this butterfly was sent to me as a messenger, to tell me everything was okay; that my love for my wonderful friend and soul mate Kirk, was perfect, so not to fear.
I slowly walked the twenty-five or so steps through my dining room and out onto my front porch. The butterfly contently lay in the palm of my hand, not about to leave until he knew I received my message. At the point of mutual acknowledgement I raised my hands to the sky and watched as the butterfly so elegantly ascended from my palm up into the sky.
I stood there for a while and watched him circle the yard, as if he was smiling back at me, saying his goodbyes. I thought to myself, "What a magical messenger indeed." From that moment on, I have never turned back.
This soulmate story was published in," Romancing the Soul, True Soul Mate Stories from around the World and Beyond." Find over 60 stories of soulmate connections and an explaination of various types of soulmates.
By Sandy Breckenridge
Monday, October 20, 2008
The CD Boy
A boy walked into a CD store and saw a girl behind the counter.
She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.
He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it.
"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.
He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.
So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...
!!!RRRRRING!!!
The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"
It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday...
" The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother.
Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.
Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.
It said: Hi... I think you are really cute. Do you wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn
The mother opened another CD...
Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think you are really cute. Do you wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn
She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.
He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it.
"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.
He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.
So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...
!!!RRRRRING!!!
The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"
It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday...
" The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother.
Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.
Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.
It said: Hi... I think you are really cute. Do you wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn
The mother opened another CD...
Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think you are really cute. Do you wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn
JUST A SUITOR
When i was first year high school i have a crush , a girl with same school i am in , that was 1994 . I didn’t know that she is the cousin of my classmate. She is the very first girl i made a painting , the painting was a male rabbit giving a flower to a female rabbit , on that painting it was not sure if the female rabbit is going to accept that flower but for sure that male rabbit give it as a sign of my love for her.
My classroom was located at the second floor of the same building while her room is below at the very first room of the six sections below. I first saw her while i was on my way home riding on a tricycle maybe that was 5:30 pm . She was also riding at the back portion of the tricycle, actually we have same location , i was at the back of our motor driver and she was at the back of their motor driver.
That was the very first time i saw her and i cant help but look at her all the time. I knew she was from SACS , St. Alphonsus Catholic School because she has the same uniform of girls from our school. I was 13 years old that time and she was around 12 , we were first year student in that school. The school SACS is located at lapu-lapu city Cebu, Philippines. That time i was in section St. Basil the second section while she is in the third section St. Bede. Most of the time i went down and try to look for her. She didn’t recognize me that time maybe because she likes another guy, one of her classmate.
I don’t remember when i gave her that painting , all i remember is i was watching her laugh and very much happy to receive a gift from a teen who she didn’t know yet. I guess she was excited to know me. She actually see me and maybe knew that it was me who give it to her, but i was a weak and shy student back then that time, so nothing really happens aside from that.
There were times when i was trying to think that maybe she likes me , sometime i saw her seat in front of me while we were at computer labs when that seat is really not for her when we were 4th year high school. There are times that she look at me and she was laughing that i was thinking did i make her happy ? well those are just my thoughts nothing really was real about it. Until today i never and still not sure about it , she never go with me , she was never been with me , she didn’t want to be with me. She had 3 boyfriends from high school until she had a job but i was never one of them.
I was just a suitor , and a friend to her. Maybe there was something lacking on me or maybe she just wants me to be her friend and thats it. Many times i wish that she will be my girlfriend and that she will be my wife someday. But time and time again i wish that she would just give me a chance to take her to malls , watch movie , have a date with her , or even talk to her at streets and schools , but what and where i end up ? i just able to call her at phone , visit her at house but never in my life that she went go shopping with me , walk with me and do things that even common friends do.
I didn’t end up with her
I am not saying that she is a bad girl , all i am saying is that we never been together even as good friends. I love her since i was 13 years old , now as the day i was writing this story i am already 25 years old and today is Friday 1:00 pm noon , June 2, 2006 . I write this love story at our office, the same day i see her and we seat side by side on the same Jeepney going to Mandaue City , highway. I am wearing shades with blue shirt while she is in uniform still very white and very pretty. I know this is true love i am 25 and shes 24 now. True and first love never dies is true.
I was asking her where she off / go down, she said ” just right over there , i will take another ride for mabolo 21b jeepney.Also i ask her what time she must be in their office , she told me 8:30 and never been late. Then she went down and told me bye bye. Though she was never been to me it still good to be a friend of her. Being her friend is a lot to me.
As i saw her today i am hoping that someday she will be my wife and have a happy family.Have four children with her to take care. I really love her. Does she still remembers me ? maybe no maybe yes but one thing is sure i will always remember her.
Why my life went wrong For some bad reason at early stage of my life .For some people that knew me , this page may look funny , its shows weakness and failure , but the real thing is , is that it is very very painful that my biggest problem came in when i was 17 years old - an eye disease called pterydium.She is already married now , she was married on October 6, 2006.
My classroom was located at the second floor of the same building while her room is below at the very first room of the six sections below. I first saw her while i was on my way home riding on a tricycle maybe that was 5:30 pm . She was also riding at the back portion of the tricycle, actually we have same location , i was at the back of our motor driver and she was at the back of their motor driver.
That was the very first time i saw her and i cant help but look at her all the time. I knew she was from SACS , St. Alphonsus Catholic School because she has the same uniform of girls from our school. I was 13 years old that time and she was around 12 , we were first year student in that school. The school SACS is located at lapu-lapu city Cebu, Philippines. That time i was in section St. Basil the second section while she is in the third section St. Bede. Most of the time i went down and try to look for her. She didn’t recognize me that time maybe because she likes another guy, one of her classmate.
I don’t remember when i gave her that painting , all i remember is i was watching her laugh and very much happy to receive a gift from a teen who she didn’t know yet. I guess she was excited to know me. She actually see me and maybe knew that it was me who give it to her, but i was a weak and shy student back then that time, so nothing really happens aside from that.
There were times when i was trying to think that maybe she likes me , sometime i saw her seat in front of me while we were at computer labs when that seat is really not for her when we were 4th year high school. There are times that she look at me and she was laughing that i was thinking did i make her happy ? well those are just my thoughts nothing really was real about it. Until today i never and still not sure about it , she never go with me , she was never been with me , she didn’t want to be with me. She had 3 boyfriends from high school until she had a job but i was never one of them.
I was just a suitor , and a friend to her. Maybe there was something lacking on me or maybe she just wants me to be her friend and thats it. Many times i wish that she will be my girlfriend and that she will be my wife someday. But time and time again i wish that she would just give me a chance to take her to malls , watch movie , have a date with her , or even talk to her at streets and schools , but what and where i end up ? i just able to call her at phone , visit her at house but never in my life that she went go shopping with me , walk with me and do things that even common friends do.
I didn’t end up with her
I am not saying that she is a bad girl , all i am saying is that we never been together even as good friends. I love her since i was 13 years old , now as the day i was writing this story i am already 25 years old and today is Friday 1:00 pm noon , June 2, 2006 . I write this love story at our office, the same day i see her and we seat side by side on the same Jeepney going to Mandaue City , highway. I am wearing shades with blue shirt while she is in uniform still very white and very pretty. I know this is true love i am 25 and shes 24 now. True and first love never dies is true.
I was asking her where she off / go down, she said ” just right over there , i will take another ride for mabolo 21b jeepney.Also i ask her what time she must be in their office , she told me 8:30 and never been late. Then she went down and told me bye bye. Though she was never been to me it still good to be a friend of her. Being her friend is a lot to me.
As i saw her today i am hoping that someday she will be my wife and have a happy family.Have four children with her to take care. I really love her. Does she still remembers me ? maybe no maybe yes but one thing is sure i will always remember her.
Why my life went wrong For some bad reason at early stage of my life .For some people that knew me , this page may look funny , its shows weakness and failure , but the real thing is , is that it is very very painful that my biggest problem came in when i was 17 years old - an eye disease called pterydium.She is already married now , she was married on October 6, 2006.
ATTITUDE IS EVERYTHING
Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"
He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut way all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.'
"I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breathe and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them. 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
-- By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz --
He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut way all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.'
"I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breathe and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them. 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
-- By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz --
Monday, October 13, 2008
The Best Version Of You
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 in 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 nap 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 naming 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 fiance`."
It felt as if somebody had thrown 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 woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiance`.
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 fiance`.
" 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.
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's 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. 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 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
"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."
DoN't LEt gO tOo sOon bUt dON't HaNg On tOo lOnG when loving someone never regret what u did ...
only regret what u never did ..
its not a matter of finding the right person ...
but its a matter of being the right person 4 the one u
choose to LOVE....
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 in 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 nap 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 naming 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 fiance`."
It felt as if somebody had thrown 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 woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiance`.
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 fiance`.
" 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.
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's 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. 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 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
"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."
DoN't LEt gO tOo sOon bUt dON't HaNg On tOo lOnG when loving someone never regret what u did ...
only regret what u never did ..
its not a matter of finding the right person ...
but its a matter of being the right person 4 the one u
choose to LOVE....
Fight or Let Go
What if we walk or talk to finally "LET GO..."
BADTRIP!!!
Masakit di ba?
It breaks your heart even more...
kung alam mo
sa sarili mo na...
sobrang LOVE mo siya!!!
Like,
you've sacrificed A LOT!!!
Marami ka nang nagawa na di mo nagagawa sa
iba...
Pero di niya lahat nakikita yun!!!
He was so blind!!!
to see...
and so deaf...
to hear!!!
Why?!
Ewan ko ba...
kung bakit may mga tao na...
Sobrang...
MANHID!!! manhid!!! Manhid!!! manHID!!!
Or probably nag-mamanhid-manhidan lang cla...
Dahil ba...
HINDI ka talaga niya GUSTO!!! or
IBA
ang MAHAL niya...
ang SAKIT-sakit!!!
diba...
Hindi mo tuloy alam if you should let go of your
feelings for him or not!!!
once and for all...
my GOD!!!
As I've said...
Mas madali siguro mag-LET GO...
if you know
he doesn't give a thing about you...
els DESERVEs YOU!!!
Syempre kung meron...
hindi niya pababayaan
na MAWALA ka...
TANGA muh...
But if you think na...
OK lang sa kanya yun...
Don't be a FOOL!!!
LET GO...
na ineng!!!
How would you fight for THE ONE you LOVE?
eh "mahal" ka ba naman...
Hmmn...
MAHAL mo nga!!!
pro habang ipinaglalaban mo
naman siya...
ipinaglalaban niya din yung taong MAHAL
NIYA!!!
sorry to tell you...
HINDI IKAW UN!!!
What are we to do? E ganyan talaga!!!
REALITY BITES!!! ika nga!!!
(as the saying goes...)
MASAKIT, MAHIRAP, PARANG di MO
MAKAKAYA...
OO, that's NORMAL sa pag LE-LET GO.
Sometimes...
you'd really want to forget all the
hurts and convince yourself that YOU'LL BE
LOVING HIM NO MATTER WHAT!
COME WHAT MAY! FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE
P*******A!!!
SWERTE nya!!!
MALAS mo...
Ang nakapagtataka pa dun...
bakit ayan ka na naman...
di mo naisip...
NAPATAWAD mo siya
agad!!!
at nakalimutan ang sakit...
GAGA!!!
mabuhay ang mga TANGA!!!
PERO WALA NAMAN SYANG GINAGAWA...
WALA SIYANG GINAGAWA KUNDI SAKTAN
KA!!!
ang mas masakit pa dyan...
THE DANG CYCLE GOES ON AND ON AND
ON...
Paulit-ulit lang yan...
OK!
Palusot ng IBA...
pag mahal mo,
di ka
dapat magsawa!!!
"mahal mu eh"
KAMOTE!!!
PUCHA!!!
TAE MOH!!!
HAYUP KA!!!
TANG'na!!!
C'mon!!!
MAGSAWA NA tayo sa MGA SAKIT
na binibigay nila!!!
THINK MAN!!!
HOY... GICENG!!!
kung gano natin sila kamahal...
GANUN DIN cla!!!
hndi nga lng tayo ang minamahal...
mahal ba natin sila dahil ganun sila?
O...
ganun sila dahil ALAM nila na mahal natin
sila!!!
gagu nuh...
Hai...
hay...
buhay...
kumag talaga ang mga taong katulad
MOH...
AY!!!
nila pala!!!
Dahil pinakawalan nila ang katulad natin!!!
TAMA!!!...
Im NOT expecting you guys to absorb dis!!!
everything i'm trying to say here...
All I want is for u to REFLECT...
BIBITAW NA BA AKO?
Who knows...
pag bitaw mo sa kanya...
MAY DARATING na MAS DESERVING...
Someone who will hold your hand and
"GROW OLD" with you...
So now...
Will you?
MOVE ON AND LET GO!!!
or be like that for life???
ikaw...
it is your choice..
BADTRIP!!!
Masakit di ba?
It breaks your heart even more...
kung alam mo
sa sarili mo na...
sobrang LOVE mo siya!!!
Like,
you've sacrificed A LOT!!!
Marami ka nang nagawa na di mo nagagawa sa
iba...
Pero di niya lahat nakikita yun!!!
He was so blind!!!
to see...
and so deaf...
to hear!!!
Why?!
Ewan ko ba...
kung bakit may mga tao na...
Sobrang...
MANHID!!! manhid!!! Manhid!!! manHID!!!
Or probably nag-mamanhid-manhidan lang cla...
Dahil ba...
HINDI ka talaga niya GUSTO!!! or
IBA
ang MAHAL niya...
ang SAKIT-sakit!!!
diba...
Hindi mo tuloy alam if you should let go of your
feelings for him or not!!!
once and for all...
my GOD!!!
As I've said...
Mas madali siguro mag-LET GO...
if you know
he doesn't give a thing about you...
els DESERVEs YOU!!!
Syempre kung meron...
hindi niya pababayaan
na MAWALA ka...
TANGA muh...
But if you think na...
OK lang sa kanya yun...
Don't be a FOOL!!!
LET GO...
na ineng!!!
How would you fight for THE ONE you LOVE?
eh "mahal" ka ba naman...
Hmmn...
MAHAL mo nga!!!
pro habang ipinaglalaban mo
naman siya...
ipinaglalaban niya din yung taong MAHAL
NIYA!!!
sorry to tell you...
HINDI IKAW UN!!!
What are we to do? E ganyan talaga!!!
REALITY BITES!!! ika nga!!!
(as the saying goes...)
MASAKIT, MAHIRAP, PARANG di MO
MAKAKAYA...
OO, that's NORMAL sa pag LE-LET GO.
Sometimes...
you'd really want to forget all the
hurts and convince yourself that YOU'LL BE
LOVING HIM NO MATTER WHAT!
COME WHAT MAY! FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE
P*******A!!!
SWERTE nya!!!
MALAS mo...
Ang nakapagtataka pa dun...
bakit ayan ka na naman...
di mo naisip...
NAPATAWAD mo siya
agad!!!
at nakalimutan ang sakit...
GAGA!!!
mabuhay ang mga TANGA!!!
PERO WALA NAMAN SYANG GINAGAWA...
WALA SIYANG GINAGAWA KUNDI SAKTAN
KA!!!
ang mas masakit pa dyan...
THE DANG CYCLE GOES ON AND ON AND
ON...
Paulit-ulit lang yan...
OK!
Palusot ng IBA...
pag mahal mo,
di ka
dapat magsawa!!!
"mahal mu eh"
KAMOTE!!!
PUCHA!!!
TAE MOH!!!
HAYUP KA!!!
TANG'na!!!
C'mon!!!
MAGSAWA NA tayo sa MGA SAKIT
na binibigay nila!!!
THINK MAN!!!
HOY... GICENG!!!
kung gano natin sila kamahal...
GANUN DIN cla!!!
hndi nga lng tayo ang minamahal...
mahal ba natin sila dahil ganun sila?
O...
ganun sila dahil ALAM nila na mahal natin
sila!!!
gagu nuh...
Hai...
hay...
buhay...
kumag talaga ang mga taong katulad
MOH...
AY!!!
nila pala!!!
Dahil pinakawalan nila ang katulad natin!!!
TAMA!!!...
Im NOT expecting you guys to absorb dis!!!
everything i'm trying to say here...
All I want is for u to REFLECT...
BIBITAW NA BA AKO?
Who knows...
pag bitaw mo sa kanya...
MAY DARATING na MAS DESERVING...
Someone who will hold your hand and
"GROW OLD" with you...
So now...
Will you?
MOVE ON AND LET GO!!!
or be like that for life???
ikaw...
it is your choice..
Saturday, October 11, 2008
The story of blind girl
There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she’s blind.
She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.
He’s 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 can 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 is 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.”
This is how human brain changes when the status changed.
Only few remember what life was before, and who’s always been there even in the most painful situations.
Life is A Gift.
Today before you think of saying an unkind word - Think of someone who can’t speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone ho’s crying out for a companion.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven/hell.
Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they’re barren.
Before you argue about your dirty house, someone didn’t clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Before whining about the distance you drive - Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and thank — you’re alive and still around
Life is a gift - Live it, Enjoy it, Celebrate it, And Fulfill it.
Know when to fight and know when to let go
What a girl needs most is love.
What a guy needsmost is respect.
The most important thing for a woman is her heart.
For a guy its 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 cant 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.
Discover something you both like to do and enjoy it TWOgether.
Doon naman sa mga bagay na magka-iba ang hilig nyo,
compliment to teach other by learning about it kahit konti.
If you love someone,yung effort nyo to try will go alooooong way to understand him/her later pag may disagreement kayo.
Pray with holding hands.
Sounds corny noh?
May be, but its very Powerful.
Pag maytakot sa Diyos ang boyfriend mo, kampante ka nadi ka nyalolokohin, because he knows God sees everything he does in secret.
Ikaw na ang magkusa that before you part after a date,
with holdhands and eyes closed, pray to God to bless you two.
Believe me it's effective.
Ka ilanman, di corny ang magdasal.
Believe in "Magic" (magic ka dyan?Hehe..).
Kahit di minsan practical o walang logical na dahilan, o matrabaho,o soundscrazy sa iba,
Do sweet little things (dapat talaga ito!!!) 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 boy/girlfriend and nurture it,encourage it and syempre,
ENJOY it.
It's healthy to fight (oo naman).
Doon nyo lang maaayos ang mga differences nyo at natetest ang tatag ng relationship.
Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng mabuti.
Its called test of fire.
Di mahalaga how dalas you fight.
What matters is how often you make bati.
Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong sobrang perfectat laging masaya.
One big fight and that's it!
And diba mas kilig yung malambing na... "uy,bati natayo...".
But don't over-do it.
Kakapagod naman din na lagi na lang manuyo o magsori (ouch).
Choose the battles na papatulan mo.
The little issues,palampasi n na.
Don't sweat the small stuff.
Daraan sa iba't-ibang stages ang love especially pagmatagal na kayo.
Grow with it. Don't expect him to be like nung una.
'Coz like a student, di naituturo sa grade 6 yung lessons napang-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. (cnokaya natatamaan dito?)
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 kana lang magmahal.
Life is a balance.
And love is both holding on and letting go.
Know when to fight for your man/woman and when to let him/her 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.
What a guy needsmost is respect.
The most important thing for a woman is her heart.
For a guy its 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 cant 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.
Discover something you both like to do and enjoy it TWOgether.
Doon naman sa mga bagay na magka-iba ang hilig nyo,
compliment to teach other by learning about it kahit konti.
If you love someone,yung effort nyo to try will go alooooong way to understand him/her later pag may disagreement kayo.
Pray with holding hands.
Sounds corny noh?
May be, but its very Powerful.
Pag maytakot sa Diyos ang boyfriend mo, kampante ka nadi ka nyalolokohin, because he knows God sees everything he does in secret.
Ikaw na ang magkusa that before you part after a date,
with holdhands and eyes closed, pray to God to bless you two.
Believe me it's effective.
Ka ilanman, di corny ang magdasal.
Believe in "Magic" (magic ka dyan?Hehe..).
Kahit di minsan practical o walang logical na dahilan, o matrabaho,o soundscrazy sa iba,
Do sweet little things (dapat talaga ito!!!) 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 boy/girlfriend and nurture it,encourage it and syempre,
ENJOY it.
It's healthy to fight (oo naman).
Doon nyo lang maaayos ang mga differences nyo at natetest ang tatag ng relationship.
Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng mabuti.
Its called test of fire.
Di mahalaga how dalas you fight.
What matters is how often you make bati.
Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong sobrang perfectat laging masaya.
One big fight and that's it!
And diba mas kilig yung malambing na... "uy,bati natayo...".
But don't over-do it.
Kakapagod naman din na lagi na lang manuyo o magsori (ouch).
Choose the battles na papatulan mo.
The little issues,palampasi n na.
Don't sweat the small stuff.
Daraan sa iba't-ibang stages ang love especially pagmatagal na kayo.
Grow with it. Don't expect him to be like nung una.
'Coz like a student, di naituturo sa grade 6 yung lessons napang-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. (cnokaya natatamaan dito?)
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 kana lang magmahal.
Life is a balance.
And love is both holding on and letting go.
Know when to fight for your man/woman and when to let him/her 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.
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