ultimate gaiety
Saturday, July 28, 2007
shux...
i'm just so sooooooooooper duuuuuuuper HAPPY...
mega over tlaga...
grabe shux....
nagpunta kami ni anne sa mega tpos kitakitz dun nila rommel, edz, mitzee, jean, kat, joanna at lorenzo...
tpos aun kumain kami ni propphi anne sa tokyotokyo..
tpos nagkulitan...
tpos naglaro...
ang swerte ni kat dun sa thingee na ipupull tpos ung bola pupunta sa prize...
opposite nman c rommel na lging malas dun... hehe peace!
tapos mga 2:30 nagpaalam na cla anne at jean...
sbi ni anne pinapauwi na daw xa...
si jean nman sbi nya ang paalam daw nya kasi may meeting...
so aun, ako nman xmpre "cge ok lng tenx tlga mwa" mga gnun....
so aun, kami nma nila potchi, mitz, edz, rommel, lorenzo at joanna ung nagstay...
naglaro...
tpos nbasag pa ung salamin ni potchi...
tinamaan ng bola...
grbe nga e...
nwala pa ung panyo nya... aynaco shux...
aun... tpos kasi ang aking paalam sa mama ko ay 3pm ako aalis ng mega...
so sbi nla edz mga 4 lng dw kmi umuwi...
edi aun sbi ko cge... tnxt ko p tlga c mama...
tpos nung 4pm na, hala nman.... nagpapalit p kmi nung tickets for a prize...
hehe...
tpos bumili kmi ng iced coffee sa dunkin donuts...
tpos bumili din ng munchkins...
tpos aun nagpunta sa shang dhil c edz ay bibili ng ballpen sa national bukstore..
aun.
knowing me, xmpre naadik sa books...
hala bglang 4:30 na!
what the..
ayun, sa starmall pa tlga kmi sumakay...
edi mga before 5 nsa acacia lane n kmi...
tapos aun, pgkadating sa may gate nmin... andaming paa dun na nkikita...
kala ko nman mga tambay lng...
hala bglang may POOF!
may mga party poppers na naactivate... andaming confetti... shux....
tapos cla anne, jean, kooya nikko, kooya martin, andun!
pasaway oh..
planado na pala lhat un...
grbe....
sooooper shocked ako.
todo men!
tpos may balloon pa... may mga torotot... may spaghetti pa... may banner...
parang birthday? hehe...
grabe, i was overwhelmed...
shuxxxxx.....
nagulantang ako AS IN.
hyper!!!!!!!
tapos aun... shux... muntik pa ako maiyak... haha...
parang yung program na prepared ng almeda khapon.. iba level!!!
grabe....
katouch peepz.. as in....
si kuya martin may pupuntahan pang debut by 7pm...
tpos ang lakas ng ulan so kami nla anne at kuya nikko hinatid namin xa s sakayan ng jeep...
hataw yung ulan TODO...
tapos aun...
bsta soooooper enjoy!
ubos ng energy... pero soooper saya....
i won't be able to forget july27 and july 28....
shuxx....
kahapon yung mga almeda..
ngayon, yung mga friends na adeek... hehe... sooper shocking!!!!
hndi ko tlga expected....
shuxx...
o dba puro shuxx nlng nsabi ko? haha...
si rommel may SK meeting pa un buti nlng hndi natuloy kundi late tlga xa dun...
grbe men,..
tpos ang huling dalawang umuwi ay xmpre c propphi anne at si kooya nikko....
napakanta ko pa si kooya nikko! partida.... hehe...
vanity reigns kanina e!
sila nory, rowane, kat, mark... hndi nakapunta pero that's okay...
i know your reasons... mwamwa!!
[[message ko sa lahat ng taong nagpakulay sa buhai ko:: gm????]]
hmm... ayan. sooper thankful akong nakilala ko kayong lahat... sooper thankful akong naging friends ko kayo... sooper thankful akong andyn kayo...
salamat tlga sa lahat-lahat-lahat...
hndi nyo alam kng gaano ako nging msaya...
hndi nyo alam kng gaano kayo kaspecial sakin...
i won't forget you guys... hndi naman cguro ako mauuntog dba?
retain the friendship ha!
i'll always be here for you peepz... if you need my help... if you need anything.. if you need me...
mahal ko kayong lahat...
sooper touched ako sa lahat... as in...
words are not enough to describe what i'm feeling now...
sbi nila nasaan dw ung message portion ng mga programs nyo...
sbi ko messages aren't needed anymore... yang mga gngwa nyo, more than enough na yan...
more than enough.
i am so grateful for hving you guys....
until the day i die, you're going to remain in my heart and mind and soul and whatever...
shuxx men, naiiyak ako.. haha...
malapit ng magmidnyt oh... adeek!
la lng...
sooper pagod na ako ngaun... sooper drained ung energy ko... pero i am really really so happy and joyous and ecstatic and contented and whatever...
keep in touch!
update natin isa't isa ok?
batchmates, kht hndi ko n kayo mgiging kabatch, kayo pdn tlga yung aking real batch...
ang aking unforgettable batch,,,
pero dba, wala naman sa age or batch or school or status yang friendship?
popularity? beauty? brains?
doesn't matter.
as long as i can call you my "friends"....
that's the most important thing eh..
aanhin ko ang maganda, matalino, at sikat na kaibigan kung hindi naman siya totoo??
real friends aren't perfect.
perfect friends aren't real....
you just have to accep the entire package..
peepz, you helped in shaping me...
you did a lot of things that shaped me...
i will always owe you this thing: FRIENDSHIP.
and it won't change...
what i feel, what we have, what we enjoy, the memories that we shared,...
they won't change...
madadagdagan yan..
hindi mababawasan...
sa argentina, i'm just one email away!
pagbalik ko, close friends pdn ah!
email lng.. or phonecall.. or text message...
sooper antok na ako so till here muna...
mwamwa!!
i'm just so sooooooooooper duuuuuuuper HAPPY...
mega over tlaga...
grabe shux....
nagpunta kami ni anne sa mega tpos kitakitz dun nila rommel, edz, mitzee, jean, kat, joanna at lorenzo...
tpos aun kumain kami ni propphi anne sa tokyotokyo..
tpos nagkulitan...
tpos naglaro...
ang swerte ni kat dun sa thingee na ipupull tpos ung bola pupunta sa prize...
opposite nman c rommel na lging malas dun... hehe peace!
tapos mga 2:30 nagpaalam na cla anne at jean...
sbi ni anne pinapauwi na daw xa...
si jean nman sbi nya ang paalam daw nya kasi may meeting...
so aun, ako nman xmpre "cge ok lng tenx tlga mwa" mga gnun....
so aun, kami nma nila potchi, mitz, edz, rommel, lorenzo at joanna ung nagstay...
naglaro...
tpos nbasag pa ung salamin ni potchi...
tinamaan ng bola...
grbe nga e...
nwala pa ung panyo nya... aynaco shux...
aun... tpos kasi ang aking paalam sa mama ko ay 3pm ako aalis ng mega...
so sbi nla edz mga 4 lng dw kmi umuwi...
edi aun sbi ko cge... tnxt ko p tlga c mama...
tpos nung 4pm na, hala nman.... nagpapalit p kmi nung tickets for a prize...
hehe...
tpos bumili kmi ng iced coffee sa dunkin donuts...
tpos bumili din ng munchkins...
tpos aun nagpunta sa shang dhil c edz ay bibili ng ballpen sa national bukstore..
aun.
knowing me, xmpre naadik sa books...
hala bglang 4:30 na!
what the..
ayun, sa starmall pa tlga kmi sumakay...
edi mga before 5 nsa acacia lane n kmi...
tapos aun, pgkadating sa may gate nmin... andaming paa dun na nkikita...
kala ko nman mga tambay lng...
hala bglang may POOF!
may mga party poppers na naactivate... andaming confetti... shux....
tapos cla anne, jean, kooya nikko, kooya martin, andun!
pasaway oh..
planado na pala lhat un...
grbe....
sooooper shocked ako.
todo men!
tpos may balloon pa... may mga torotot... may spaghetti pa... may banner...
parang birthday? hehe...
grabe, i was overwhelmed...
shuxxxxx.....
nagulantang ako AS IN.
hyper!!!!!!!
tapos aun... shux... muntik pa ako maiyak... haha...
parang yung program na prepared ng almeda khapon.. iba level!!!
grabe....
katouch peepz.. as in....
si kuya martin may pupuntahan pang debut by 7pm...
tpos ang lakas ng ulan so kami nla anne at kuya nikko hinatid namin xa s sakayan ng jeep...
hataw yung ulan TODO...
tapos aun...
bsta soooooper enjoy!
ubos ng energy... pero soooper saya....
i won't be able to forget july27 and july 28....
shuxx....
kahapon yung mga almeda..
ngayon, yung mga friends na adeek... hehe... sooper shocking!!!!
hndi ko tlga expected....
shuxx...
o dba puro shuxx nlng nsabi ko? haha...
si rommel may SK meeting pa un buti nlng hndi natuloy kundi late tlga xa dun...
grbe men,..
tpos ang huling dalawang umuwi ay xmpre c propphi anne at si kooya nikko....
napakanta ko pa si kooya nikko! partida.... hehe...
vanity reigns kanina e!
sila nory, rowane, kat, mark... hndi nakapunta pero that's okay...
i know your reasons... mwamwa!!
[[message ko sa lahat ng taong nagpakulay sa buhai ko:: gm????]]
hmm... ayan. sooper thankful akong nakilala ko kayong lahat... sooper thankful akong naging friends ko kayo... sooper thankful akong andyn kayo...
salamat tlga sa lahat-lahat-lahat...
hndi nyo alam kng gaano ako nging msaya...
hndi nyo alam kng gaano kayo kaspecial sakin...
i won't forget you guys... hndi naman cguro ako mauuntog dba?
retain the friendship ha!
i'll always be here for you peepz... if you need my help... if you need anything.. if you need me...
mahal ko kayong lahat...
sooper touched ako sa lahat... as in...
words are not enough to describe what i'm feeling now...
sbi nila nasaan dw ung message portion ng mga programs nyo...
sbi ko messages aren't needed anymore... yang mga gngwa nyo, more than enough na yan...
more than enough.
i am so grateful for hving you guys....
until the day i die, you're going to remain in my heart and mind and soul and whatever...
shuxx men, naiiyak ako.. haha...
malapit ng magmidnyt oh... adeek!
la lng...
sooper pagod na ako ngaun... sooper drained ung energy ko... pero i am really really so happy and joyous and ecstatic and contented and whatever...
keep in touch!
update natin isa't isa ok?
batchmates, kht hndi ko n kayo mgiging kabatch, kayo pdn tlga yung aking real batch...
ang aking unforgettable batch,,,
pero dba, wala naman sa age or batch or school or status yang friendship?
popularity? beauty? brains?
doesn't matter.
as long as i can call you my "friends"....
that's the most important thing eh..
aanhin ko ang maganda, matalino, at sikat na kaibigan kung hindi naman siya totoo??
real friends aren't perfect.
perfect friends aren't real....
you just have to accep the entire package..
peepz, you helped in shaping me...
you did a lot of things that shaped me...
i will always owe you this thing: FRIENDSHIP.
and it won't change...
what i feel, what we have, what we enjoy, the memories that we shared,...
they won't change...
madadagdagan yan..
hindi mababawasan...
sa argentina, i'm just one email away!
pagbalik ko, close friends pdn ah!
email lng.. or phonecall.. or text message...
sooper antok na ako so till here muna...
mwamwa!!
Y Y Y
sharing time!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares
[[ shux... what a quote... ]]
Two friends were walking through the desert.
In a specific point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one, who got slapped, was hurt, but without anything to say, he wrote in the sand: "TODAY, MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE".
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who got slapped and hurt started drowning, and the other friend saved him.
When he recovered from the fright, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE".
The friend who saved and slapped his best friend, asked him, "Why, after I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now you write on a stone?"
The other friend, smiling, replied: "When a friend hurts us, we should write it down in the sand, where the winds of forgiveness get in charge of erasing it away, and when something great happens, we should engrave it in the stone of the memory of the heart, where no wind can erase it"
Learn to write in the sand.
[[nice... how cute and nice.. and touching... and cool... ]]
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer.
One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog.
He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.
Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slowand terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings.
An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.
At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education.If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."
And that he did.
In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
[[Someone once said what goes around comes around.]]
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left.
Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed.
Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat.
Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you."
It was an elder.
So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going.
When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.
Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."
[[meaning, Love is stupid for staying when it is already known that the island will sink...
then, Time will help stupid Love to get over that obsession with the island.. hehe...]]
ayan till here muna... may susunod pa dito.. hehe
[[ shux... what a quote... ]]
Two friends were walking through the desert.
In a specific point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one, who got slapped, was hurt, but without anything to say, he wrote in the sand: "TODAY, MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE".
They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who got slapped and hurt started drowning, and the other friend saved him.
When he recovered from the fright, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE".
The friend who saved and slapped his best friend, asked him, "Why, after I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now you write on a stone?"
The other friend, smiling, replied: "When a friend hurts us, we should write it down in the sand, where the winds of forgiveness get in charge of erasing it away, and when something great happens, we should engrave it in the stone of the memory of the heart, where no wind can erase it"
Learn to write in the sand.
[[nice... how cute and nice.. and touching... and cool... ]]
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer.
One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog.
He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.
Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slowand terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings.
An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.
At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education.If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."
And that he did.
In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
[[Someone once said what goes around comes around.]]
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left.
Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed.
Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat.
Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you."
It was an elder.
So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going.
When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.
Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."
[[meaning, Love is stupid for staying when it is already known that the island will sink...
then, Time will help stupid Love to get over that obsession with the island.. hehe...]]
ayan till here muna... may susunod pa dito.. hehe
Y Y Y
pixx sharing
Sunday, July 22, 2007
propphi and me!!! sa loob ng taxi... july 21, 2007.. about 2pm..
kuya nikko, ako, anne... [from left to right]
sa loob ng taxi nila anne.. july21... about 7pm...
sa may tabi ng cr sa glorietta... after watching hp5... july21... about 6pm...
masterpiece ko... ginawa ko yan nung july21.. about 2pm.. sa table ni sir patron... gamit yung organic chem set ni sir patron...
ang cute noh? haha...
ako at ang lolo nikko... [heehee peace!]
i need more pixx of my closest friends! hehe...
la lng.. gagawa din ako ng multiply para masaya...
till here!
Y Y Y
cute and nice
to those people who made my life cute and nice...
words are not enough to describe how grateful i feel for meeting you...
i met you, people... i've known you...
we're in this ride... everyone's together...
the journey won't be this cool and fun without you...
they say that "the more, the merrier"..
how about "the closer, the better"?
in this life, nothing is constant.
can i just ask for a simple, minor, trivial, petty favor from you guys?
can you stay with me throughout the ride?
just that simple wish...
a life that is cute and nice is a life with friends who are willing to stay with you throughout the ride...
until you reach the end of the journey...
cute? nice?
hehe...
gusto ko sana isa-isa kong gagawan ng "something" yung bawat isa sa mga taong nagdulot ng cuteness sa buhai ko..
kaya lang...
anhirap nun!
shoots...
tapos baka may makalimutan akong ilagay...
so, for all those people who knew in their hearts that they made my life cute, i love you peepz...
till here...
adios...
ja mata ne!
words are not enough to describe how grateful i feel for meeting you...
i met you, people... i've known you...
we're in this ride... everyone's together...
the journey won't be this cool and fun without you...
they say that "the more, the merrier"..
how about "the closer, the better"?
in this life, nothing is constant.
can i just ask for a simple, minor, trivial, petty favor from you guys?
can you stay with me throughout the ride?
just that simple wish...
a life that is cute and nice is a life with friends who are willing to stay with you throughout the ride...
until you reach the end of the journey...
cute? nice?
hehe...
"having friends who are willing to stay with you throughout the ride is nice and pleasant and wonderful and amusing and awesome and superb and magnificent and astonishing and astounding and brilliant and marvelous and stunning and stupendous...
redundancy be damned...
damn."
hehe.... bagong quote... imbento ko.. adeeeeeek...
gusto ko sana isa-isa kong gagawan ng "something" yung bawat isa sa mga taong nagdulot ng cuteness sa buhai ko..
kaya lang...
anhirap nun!
shoots...
tapos baka may makalimutan akong ilagay...
so, for all those people who knew in their hearts that they made my life cute, i love you peepz...
till here...
adios...
ja mata ne!
Y Y Y
~~propphi day out.. bonding session~!
Saturday, July 21, 2007
woohoo...
ansaya, shocks..
imagine that, i just said that it is impossible for me to meet him before i leave...
the probability's about one in a million,...
so much for that one in a million stuff...
then... what a shock.
i saw him [kilala mo sarili mo LOLO... hehe]
aun.
originally kasi, kami lang ni propphi yung may day out.. hehe.. bonding time lang.. the plan is to watch hp5.. aun.
then... aun, ndagdagan kmi ng isa...
hehe...
shocking lang na mejo wala na syng pakialam sa dami ng tao nun..
at nagiging slightly madaldal na din xa..
hehe... uyy c LOLO mdaldal na daw!
sinabihan pa ni tita prescy na "pogi"... aba nman! PARTIDA...
hehe...
the day went really really really COOL and AWESOME and FANTASTIC.
hp5 was cool.
the effects was nice...
kht, xmpre, bbguhin nla ung story... aus lng nman un for a movie...
mejo hndi lng xa gaanong maiintindhn ng taong hndi ngbasa ng book5... un lng ung minor flaw.. hehe...
anyway, shocked pdn ako sa sudden coincidence...
mejo kasi, that wud be about three years na hndi ko pa xa nakikita in person...
and dba, come to think of it, it's almost next to zero percent chance na magkita before august 3...
then.. tsk..
therefore, i conclude that probability has no scientific basis.
hehe...
PROPPHI...
thanks for this special day...! mwamwa! this would be really unforgettable... mwamwa agen!
TITA PRESCY and TITO...
thanks po talaga for everything...
CHIPPY...
ui don't worry about your nail... that's just dead cells.. nagdugo lng kasi ung epidermis mo xmpre bumaon ung nail dun sa nailbed... dont worry.. wala lng yan. thanks a lot din! mwahmwa...
KUYA NIKKO...
ui... haha! thanks for making this day nice and cute... heehee.. aun. so, hopefully, nextweek mkksama ka pdn ah... **hugs**
hai... im just really happy that i have lots of friends...
i may not be rich in terms of money but i am ABSOLUTELY rich with friends...
hehe...
and being rich with friends is a lot more fun than being rich in terms of money...
hehe...
and a lot cooler...
and a lot nicer..
and a lot more enjoyable...
and a lot more awesome...
and a lot more [insert comparative form of adjectives synonymous to wonderful here]
--------> comments ko sa hp5<----------
hmmm.... ok nman tlga ung movie itself...
ung plot xmpre gling s book... mejo may mga revisions pro xmpre movie un so dpt tlgang revised//
ito lng tlga un e...
cho chang kissed harry in front of cedric's photo pa tlga ah!!
hataw nman... tatag!
wala png one year na nmatay c cedric tpos gnun...
nsaan ang grieving period?? ung mourning time??? ung bereavement???
asus!!!
hehehe....
ganda ni luna lovegood.. shocks! mas mgnda pa xa kay katie leung... aynaco.. hehe...
mdaming parts ung hndi pinakita sa movie pero acceptable nman un...
kasi pag sa books paiiralin mo imagination mo pero sa movie... erm...
hindi lang tlga pdeng ipakita sa movie ung part sa hp5 na andami nla sa loob ng telephone booth...
impossible un.
hehe....
[[mood: blissful, in high spirits, jovial]]
ansaya, shocks..
imagine that, i just said that it is impossible for me to meet him before i leave...
the probability's about one in a million,...
so much for that one in a million stuff...
then... what a shock.
i saw him [kilala mo sarili mo LOLO... hehe]
aun.
originally kasi, kami lang ni propphi yung may day out.. hehe.. bonding time lang.. the plan is to watch hp5.. aun.
then... aun, ndagdagan kmi ng isa...
hehe...
shocking lang na mejo wala na syng pakialam sa dami ng tao nun..
at nagiging slightly madaldal na din xa..
hehe... uyy c LOLO mdaldal na daw!
sinabihan pa ni tita prescy na "pogi"... aba nman! PARTIDA...
hehe...
the day went really really really COOL and AWESOME and FANTASTIC.
hp5 was cool.
the effects was nice...
kht, xmpre, bbguhin nla ung story... aus lng nman un for a movie...
mejo hndi lng xa gaanong maiintindhn ng taong hndi ngbasa ng book5... un lng ung minor flaw.. hehe...
anyway, shocked pdn ako sa sudden coincidence...
mejo kasi, that wud be about three years na hndi ko pa xa nakikita in person...
and dba, come to think of it, it's almost next to zero percent chance na magkita before august 3...
then.. tsk..
therefore, i conclude that probability has no scientific basis.
hehe...
PROPPHI...
thanks for this special day...! mwamwa! this would be really unforgettable... mwamwa agen!
TITA PRESCY and TITO...
thanks po talaga for everything...
CHIPPY...
ui don't worry about your nail... that's just dead cells.. nagdugo lng kasi ung epidermis mo xmpre bumaon ung nail dun sa nailbed... dont worry.. wala lng yan. thanks a lot din! mwahmwa...
KUYA NIKKO...
ui... haha! thanks for making this day nice and cute... heehee.. aun. so, hopefully, nextweek mkksama ka pdn ah... **hugs**
hai... im just really happy that i have lots of friends...
i may not be rich in terms of money but i am ABSOLUTELY rich with friends...
hehe...
and being rich with friends is a lot more fun than being rich in terms of money...
hehe...
and a lot cooler...
and a lot nicer..
and a lot more enjoyable...
and a lot more awesome...
and a lot more [insert comparative form of adjectives synonymous to wonderful here]
--------> comments ko sa hp5<----------
hmmm.... ok nman tlga ung movie itself...
ung plot xmpre gling s book... mejo may mga revisions pro xmpre movie un so dpt tlgang revised//
ito lng tlga un e...
cho chang kissed harry in front of cedric's photo pa tlga ah!!
hataw nman... tatag!
wala png one year na nmatay c cedric tpos gnun...
nsaan ang grieving period?? ung mourning time??? ung bereavement???
asus!!!
hehehe....
ganda ni luna lovegood.. shocks! mas mgnda pa xa kay katie leung... aynaco.. hehe...
mdaming parts ung hndi pinakita sa movie pero acceptable nman un...
kasi pag sa books paiiralin mo imagination mo pero sa movie... erm...
hindi lang tlga pdeng ipakita sa movie ung part sa hp5 na andami nla sa loob ng telephone booth...
impossible un.
hehe....
[[mood: blissful, in high spirits, jovial]]
Y Y Y
propphi
to my bestest friend ever...
to my loyal companion...
to my dear pretty pal...
to my propphi.. one and only...
P.S.
bukas gagawa ulit ako mas mahaba naman... hehe... mwamwa!
gagawa ako para sa bawat isa din.. haha.. hrap un a.. well... gnun ko kayo kmahal.. mwa!
to my loyal companion...
to my dear pretty pal...
to my propphi.. one and only...
we may be far apart...
the sands of time will accumulate on the lower portion of the hourglass that we call life...
the memories will add up...
many people will come and go..
we will lead different lives...
but there will only be one truth...
you are my propphi.
won't change. never will.
the history of that name "propphi" is a bit nerdy...
haha.
but, the essence of the name overpowers its source...
"propphi" is a name that will last a lifetime...
engraved in the heart...
carved upon the soul...
etched in the mind...
that won't change.
never will.
new friends will surely come to both of us...
we'll meet new people...
but the thing is that, those people can't replace any of us in any of our hearts...
because... propphi is only composed of two people..
who, in reality, are twin souls...
and that, my friend, is the most satisfying truth, ever.
P.S.
bukas gagawa ulit ako mas mahaba naman... hehe... mwamwa!
gagawa ako para sa bawat isa din.. haha.. hrap un a.. well... gnun ko kayo kmahal.. mwa!
Y Y Y
humor me..!!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
A clergyman was walking down the street when he came upon a group of about a dozen boys, all of them between 10 and 12 years of age.
The group surrounded a dog. Concerned that the boys were hurting the dog, he went over and asked "What are you doing with that dog?"
One of the boys replied, "This dog is just an old neighborhood stray. We all want him, but only one of us can take him home. So we've decided that whichever one of us can tell the biggest lie will get to keep the dog."
Of course, the Reverend was taken aback.
"You boys shouldn't be having a contest telling lies!" he exclaimed.
He then launched into a ten minute sermon against lying, beginning, "Don't you boys know it's a sin to lie?" and ending with, "Why, when I was your age, I never told a lie."
There was dead silence for about a minute.
Just as the Reverend was beginning to think he'd gotten through to them, the smallest boy gave a deep sigh and said, "All right, give him the dog."
------------------------------------------------------------
A wise old gentleman retired and purchased a modest home in the summer near a junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began.
The very next afternoon three young boys full of youthful after-school enthusiasm came down his street beating merrily on every trash can they encountered.
The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street.
Stopping them, he said,"You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar if you'll promise to come around every day and do your thing."
The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans.
A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
He said, I haven't received my Social Security (pension) check yet, so I'm not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?
A lousy quarter? the drum leader exclaimed. If you think we're going to waste our time beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, man. We quit!
And the wise old man enjoyed peace and serenity for the rest of his days.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Two young engineers applied for a single position at a computer company.
They both had the same qualifications.
In order to determine which individual to hire, the applicants were asked to take a test by the Department manager.
Upon completion of the test, both men missed only one of the questions.
The manager went to the first applicant and said, "Thank you for your interest, but we've decided to give the job to the other applicant."
"And why would you be doing that? We both got 9 questions correct," asked the rejected applicant.
"We have based our decision not on the correct answers, but on the question you missed," said the Department manager.
"And just how would one incorrect answer be better than the other?" the rejected applicant inquired.
"Simple," said the Department manager, "Your fellow applicant put down on question #5, 'I don't know.' You put down, 'Neither do I.'"
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When I was in high school I used to be terrified of my girlfriend's father, who I believe suspected me of wanting to place my hands on his daughter's chest.
He would open the door and immediately affect a good-naturedly murderous expression, holding out a handshake that, when gripped, felt like it could squeeze carbon into diamonds.
Now, years later, it is my turn to be the dad.
Remembering how unfairly persecuted I felt when I would pick up my dates, I do my best to make my daughter's suitors feel even worse.
My motto: wilt them in the living room and they'll stay wilted all night.
"So," I'll call out jovially. "I see you have your nose pierced. Is that because you're stupid, or did you merely want to APPEAR stupid?"
As a dad, I have some basic rules, which I have carved into two stone tablets that I have on display in my living room.
RULES:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure as heck not picking anything up.
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, In order to assure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric staple gun and fasten your trousers securely in place around your waist.
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I WILL kill you.
In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make YOU cry.
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process which can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places lacking parents, policemen, or nuns. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her chin. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chainsaws are okay. Hockey games are okay.
My daughter claims it embarrasses her to come downstairs and find me attempting to get her date to recite these eight simple rules from memory. I'd be embarrassed too -- there are only eight of them, for crying out loud!
And, for the record, I did NOT suggest to one of these cretins that I'd have these rules tattooed on his arm if he couldn't remember them. (I checked into it and the cost is prohibitive.)
I merely told him that I thought writing the rules on his arm with a ball point might be inadequate -- ink washes off -- and that my wood burning set was probably a better alternative.
One time, when my wife caught me having one of my daughter's would-be suitors practice pulling into the driveway, get out of the car, and go up to knock on the front door (he had violated rule number one, so I figured he needed to run through the drill a few dozen times) she asked me why I was being so hard on the boy. "Don't you remember being that age?" she challenged.
Of course I remember. Why do you think I came up with the eight simple rules?
~ Bruce Cameron ~
The group surrounded a dog. Concerned that the boys were hurting the dog, he went over and asked "What are you doing with that dog?"
One of the boys replied, "This dog is just an old neighborhood stray. We all want him, but only one of us can take him home. So we've decided that whichever one of us can tell the biggest lie will get to keep the dog."
Of course, the Reverend was taken aback.
"You boys shouldn't be having a contest telling lies!" he exclaimed.
He then launched into a ten minute sermon against lying, beginning, "Don't you boys know it's a sin to lie?" and ending with, "Why, when I was your age, I never told a lie."
There was dead silence for about a minute.
Just as the Reverend was beginning to think he'd gotten through to them, the smallest boy gave a deep sigh and said, "All right, give him the dog."
------------------------------------------------------------
A wise old gentleman retired and purchased a modest home in the summer near a junior high school. He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began.
The very next afternoon three young boys full of youthful after-school enthusiasm came down his street beating merrily on every trash can they encountered.
The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street.
Stopping them, he said,"You kids are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I'll give you each a dollar if you'll promise to come around every day and do your thing."
The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trash cans.
A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
He said, I haven't received my Social Security (pension) check yet, so I'm not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?
A lousy quarter? the drum leader exclaimed. If you think we're going to waste our time beating these cans around for a quarter, you're nuts! No way, man. We quit!
And the wise old man enjoyed peace and serenity for the rest of his days.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Two young engineers applied for a single position at a computer company.
They both had the same qualifications.
In order to determine which individual to hire, the applicants were asked to take a test by the Department manager.
Upon completion of the test, both men missed only one of the questions.
The manager went to the first applicant and said, "Thank you for your interest, but we've decided to give the job to the other applicant."
"And why would you be doing that? We both got 9 questions correct," asked the rejected applicant.
"We have based our decision not on the correct answers, but on the question you missed," said the Department manager.
"And just how would one incorrect answer be better than the other?" the rejected applicant inquired.
"Simple," said the Department manager, "Your fellow applicant put down on question #5, 'I don't know.' You put down, 'Neither do I.'"
------------------------------------------------------------------
When I was in high school I used to be terrified of my girlfriend's father, who I believe suspected me of wanting to place my hands on his daughter's chest.
He would open the door and immediately affect a good-naturedly murderous expression, holding out a handshake that, when gripped, felt like it could squeeze carbon into diamonds.
Now, years later, it is my turn to be the dad.
Remembering how unfairly persecuted I felt when I would pick up my dates, I do my best to make my daughter's suitors feel even worse.
My motto: wilt them in the living room and they'll stay wilted all night.
"So," I'll call out jovially. "I see you have your nose pierced. Is that because you're stupid, or did you merely want to APPEAR stupid?"
As a dad, I have some basic rules, which I have carved into two stone tablets that I have on display in my living room.
RULES:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure as heck not picking anything up.
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, In order to assure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric staple gun and fasten your trousers securely in place around your waist.
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate: when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I WILL kill you.
In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make YOU cry.
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process which can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places lacking parents, policemen, or nuns. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her chin. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chainsaws are okay. Hockey games are okay.
My daughter claims it embarrasses her to come downstairs and find me attempting to get her date to recite these eight simple rules from memory. I'd be embarrassed too -- there are only eight of them, for crying out loud!
And, for the record, I did NOT suggest to one of these cretins that I'd have these rules tattooed on his arm if he couldn't remember them. (I checked into it and the cost is prohibitive.)
I merely told him that I thought writing the rules on his arm with a ball point might be inadequate -- ink washes off -- and that my wood burning set was probably a better alternative.
One time, when my wife caught me having one of my daughter's would-be suitors practice pulling into the driveway, get out of the car, and go up to knock on the front door (he had violated rule number one, so I figured he needed to run through the drill a few dozen times) she asked me why I was being so hard on the boy. "Don't you remember being that age?" she challenged.
Of course I remember. Why do you think I came up with the eight simple rules?
~ Bruce Cameron ~
Y Y Y
saccharine sixteen...
Monday, July 16, 2007
i wanna say THANKS A LOT to those people who made my last sixteen years really colorful...
i wanna hug all those people who touched my heart during the last sixteen years of my life...
in this journey that we call life...
friends are the passengers in the car...
passengers who laugh with you...
passengers who cry with you...
passengers who share the entire ride with you...
and in that journey, many people will enter the car..
however, not all those people will stay...
some will leave the car in a few moments...
some will leave the car if the road becomes bumpy,...
the only people who will be left with you in that ride are the real friends who don't care about the length of the ride or the bumps in the road...
the loyal passengers who won't want to switch cars because they want to be there with you when the ride finally ends,,,
at first, you won't know who those passengers will be...
you might be wrong... you might be right...
but in the end..
at the end of the journey... when the car comes to a stop...
you will soon know the passengers who will come with you to your destination...
and you will soon find out that the passengers who remained with you have the same destination as you do...
some may call it as destiny...
some may call it as coincidence...
but the name doesn't matter...
in the end, nothing will matter...
except that you finally reached your destination... with your dear loyal co-passengers by your side...
heehee...
ayan... ewan ko kung anong klaseng literary piece yan...
free verse ata eh... wancoo...
bsta dedicated yan sa mga people na tumatak na sa puso ko...
kilala nyo naman kung sino kayo eh...
mayroong sobrang nakaengrave yung names sa heart ko...
meron din namang mejo light lang yung pagkakaengrave...
it doesn't actually matter...
what matters is that those names will stay...
because nothing can remove an engraved name from a heart hidden from scrutiny...
walang homework... shocks.. para bng "ANO DAW? WALANG HOMEWORK?? DI NGA? SURE BA YAN?"
heehee...
wala ngang homework pero may dalawang unit test at isang quiz bukas...
heehee...
grabe...
anyway, hmm...
masaya pdn itong araw na ito..
bumisita kay congressman kaninang umaga...
nilibre ni sir septimo sa chowking...
kinantahan ng birthday song sa mapeh time...
nakipagkulitan kila itay at propphi kanina sa school...
kumain dito sa bahay with my dear friends...
hehe...
kahit may konting naging source ng "unhappiness" kanina... aus lng un!
the sadness can make the happiness more true...
sbi nga sa song hehe...
hmmm...
sana lang maging considerate kahit konti lang,,,
tapos wag mxadong umasa lang ng umasa...
tapos bago sana magreklamo, think first... isipin mo muna kung ikaw ba may nagawang matino...
yun lang,
advice yan.
kasi you're just going to look like a perfect stupid dork if you're going to keep up with that sort of attitude...
((ano daw yun? hehe... hindi ako galit ah.. galit na galit lang. JOKE. hehe...))
------------------------------->jokes are half meant...
anyway, yan lang muna...
MATA ASHITA NE!
i wanna hug all those people who touched my heart during the last sixteen years of my life...
in this journey that we call life...
friends are the passengers in the car...
passengers who laugh with you...
passengers who cry with you...
passengers who share the entire ride with you...
and in that journey, many people will enter the car..
however, not all those people will stay...
some will leave the car in a few moments...
some will leave the car if the road becomes bumpy,...
the only people who will be left with you in that ride are the real friends who don't care about the length of the ride or the bumps in the road...
the loyal passengers who won't want to switch cars because they want to be there with you when the ride finally ends,,,
at first, you won't know who those passengers will be...
you might be wrong... you might be right...
but in the end..
at the end of the journey... when the car comes to a stop...
you will soon know the passengers who will come with you to your destination...
and you will soon find out that the passengers who remained with you have the same destination as you do...
some may call it as destiny...
some may call it as coincidence...
but the name doesn't matter...
in the end, nothing will matter...
except that you finally reached your destination... with your dear loyal co-passengers by your side...
heehee...
ayan... ewan ko kung anong klaseng literary piece yan...
free verse ata eh... wancoo...
bsta dedicated yan sa mga people na tumatak na sa puso ko...
kilala nyo naman kung sino kayo eh...
mayroong sobrang nakaengrave yung names sa heart ko...
meron din namang mejo light lang yung pagkakaengrave...
it doesn't actually matter...
what matters is that those names will stay...
because nothing can remove an engraved name from a heart hidden from scrutiny...
walang homework... shocks.. para bng "ANO DAW? WALANG HOMEWORK?? DI NGA? SURE BA YAN?"
heehee...
wala ngang homework pero may dalawang unit test at isang quiz bukas...
heehee...
grabe...
anyway, hmm...
masaya pdn itong araw na ito..
bumisita kay congressman kaninang umaga...
nilibre ni sir septimo sa chowking...
kinantahan ng birthday song sa mapeh time...
nakipagkulitan kila itay at propphi kanina sa school...
kumain dito sa bahay with my dear friends...
hehe...
kahit may konting naging source ng "unhappiness" kanina... aus lng un!
the sadness can make the happiness more true...
sbi nga sa song hehe...
hmmm...
sana lang maging considerate kahit konti lang,,,
tapos wag mxadong umasa lang ng umasa...
tapos bago sana magreklamo, think first... isipin mo muna kung ikaw ba may nagawang matino...
yun lang,
advice yan.
kasi you're just going to look like a perfect stupid dork if you're going to keep up with that sort of attitude...
((ano daw yun? hehe... hindi ako galit ah.. galit na galit lang. JOKE. hehe...))
------------------------------->jokes are half meant...
anyway, yan lang muna...
MATA ASHITA NE!
Y Y Y
weekly bonding session!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
kakauwi lng ni propphi kaninang mga past nine...
oh well...
weekly bonding session na nga namin lagi eh...
after ng review every saturday, dretso s haus nmin... heehee...
sooooper bonding session nming dalawa ni propphi...
tapos... every week din.. every wednesday, in particular.. may bonding session naman kmi nla sir patron at ng AYPEE MATES.. hehe...
Never regret the things that you will do...
NEVER REGRET, because at one point in time,
what you did was exactly what you wanted...
oh hell yeah...
regret has never been a pleasant thing...
"Forever" is impossible since no one has reached it yet...
"Never" is more probable since no one proved otherwise...
aynaco... ngpapakaphilisophical nnman ako...
share lng... i hate the word perfect...
because i can't see the significance...
there is no such thing in the mortal realm that can be considered as perfect so why invent the word?
oh freaking whatever...hehe...
hala... madidisappoint ka dito sa entry ko ngayon kooya nikko.. (special mention??) hindi mganda.. hndi din mahaba... next time nlng po.. hehe...
JA NE!
oh well...
weekly bonding session na nga namin lagi eh...
after ng review every saturday, dretso s haus nmin... heehee...
sooooper bonding session nming dalawa ni propphi...
tapos... every week din.. every wednesday, in particular.. may bonding session naman kmi nla sir patron at ng AYPEE MATES.. hehe...
Never regret the things that you will do...
NEVER REGRET, because at one point in time,
what you did was exactly what you wanted...
oh hell yeah...
regret has never been a pleasant thing...
"Forever" is impossible since no one has reached it yet...
"Never" is more probable since no one proved otherwise...
aynaco... ngpapakaphilisophical nnman ako...
share lng... i hate the word perfect...
because i can't see the significance...
there is no such thing in the mortal realm that can be considered as perfect so why invent the word?
oh freaking whatever...hehe...
hala... madidisappoint ka dito sa entry ko ngayon kooya nikko.. (special mention??) hindi mganda.. hndi din mahaba... next time nlng po.. hehe...
JA NE!
Y Y Y
If a dog were to be your teacher...
Sunday, July 8, 2007
These are some of the lessons you might learn if a dog were your teacher...
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your faceto be pure ecstasy
When it's in your best interest practice obedience
Let others know when they've invaded your territory
Take naps and stretch before rising
Run romp and play daily
Thrive on attention and let people touch you
Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do
On warm days stop to lie on your back on the grass
On hot days drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree
When you're happy dance around and wag your entire body
No matter how often you're scolded don't buy into the guilt thing and pout
Run right back and make friends
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
Eat with gusto and enthusiasm
Stop when you have had enough
Be loyal
Never pretend to be something you're not
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it
When someone is having a bad day, be silent
........sit close by
....and nuzzle them gently.
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your faceto be pure ecstasy
When it's in your best interest practice obedience
Let others know when they've invaded your territory
Take naps and stretch before rising
Run romp and play daily
Thrive on attention and let people touch you
Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do
On warm days stop to lie on your back on the grass
On hot days drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree
When you're happy dance around and wag your entire body
No matter how often you're scolded don't buy into the guilt thing and pout
Run right back and make friends
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
Eat with gusto and enthusiasm
Stop when you have had enough
Be loyal
Never pretend to be something you're not
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it
When someone is having a bad day, be silent
........sit close by
....and nuzzle them gently.
Y Y Y
just hoppin' by..
just wanna share some nice quotes...
"Dream as if you'll live forever...live as if you'll die today."
Only as high as I reach can I grow,
Only as far as I seek can I go,
Only as deep as I look can I see,
Only as much as I dream can I be.
Karen Ravn
ayan... para sa whoever-the-hell-he-is na magbabalak manakit sa propphi ko...
i may not look like it, but i can punch someone's face if the need arises...
muntik na nga last year yan mangyari eh...
if not for his guilty look that time, i would have punched the living lights out of him...
may isa pa... kaya nga lng hindi ko pa siya nakikita ngayon e...
wala naman cguro syang balak magpakita dba?
don't dare break any of my close friends' hearts... especially my bestest friend...
or you'll not see the light of the day anymore... **wink wink**
here... i'm going to share a nice story...
Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam.
After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!
One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said,
"You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"
"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.
"I packed your parachute," the man replied.
Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, "I guess it worked!"
Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."
Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, "I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor."
Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.
Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory - he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching safety.Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.
ayan... till here muna...
"Dream as if you'll live forever...live as if you'll die today."
Only as high as I reach can I grow,
Only as far as I seek can I go,
Only as deep as I look can I see,
Only as much as I dream can I be.
Karen Ravn
Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with their imagination.
Robert Fulghum
hehe... oh well... ejo nakakamatad na muna maguodate ng blog ngaun..
anyway, tutuloy ako sa argentina...
in order to grow, one must take risks...
fear is nothing.
hehe...
i should strive to be someone special... i should not be just an ordinary girl in this world...
dapat laging kakaiba...
ayan... para sa whoever-the-hell-he-is na magbabalak manakit sa propphi ko...
i may not look like it, but i can punch someone's face if the need arises...
muntik na nga last year yan mangyari eh...
if not for his guilty look that time, i would have punched the living lights out of him...
may isa pa... kaya nga lng hindi ko pa siya nakikita ngayon e...
wala naman cguro syang balak magpakita dba?
don't dare break any of my close friends' hearts... especially my bestest friend...
or you'll not see the light of the day anymore... **wink wink**
here... i'm going to share a nice story...
Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam.
After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!
One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said,
"You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"
"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.
"I packed your parachute," the man replied.
Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, "I guess it worked!"
Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."
Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, "I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor."
Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.
Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory - he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching safety.Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.
ayan... till here muna...
Y Y Y
