SMILE ! :))

KAPATID!!

Maraming salamat sa pagpapahiram ng flash drive..
And I wanna say sorry too for what I'd told you last time, about that "dreams." Nung nabasa ko text mo, I just felt how it hurted you. Nakokonsensya tuloy ako, narealized ko na kahit ang bait bait mo sakin, kung anu ano pa sinasabi ko sayo. Hay, wag mo na lang ako intindihin pag ganon. Backslider kasi ako ngayon, yung feeling na gusto ko ulit mag encounter coz I'm getting worst. Pero promise, di na kita aawayin. Before 2nd sem, di na ko ganito. I'll try my best to change. At syempre with the Lord. Kaya magdevotion tayo :)

Basta basta, thanks pa din, for making me realized a lot of things. Pati na din sa pagdadala ng gamit ko kahit mabigat, sa pagsundo kahit naghihintay ka pa ng matagal,sa paghatid kahit umuulan, sa moral support at pagsama habang nagbabalance ng FS kahit gagabihin ka umuwi, sa mga kwento, sa pakikinig, sa jokes, sa advices, sa  lahat! At yung mga times na naiinis ka, GOMEN NASAI :'(

Long lost brother ata talaga kita :)

ARIGATOU :) Baka kasi di na kita makausap sa 2nd sem kaya eto.. letter. haha. God bless ^_^


love lotz.. 0:)

Worth reading..

Worth reading..

"Ang mga babae, madaldal/mabunganga." Oo, wala talagang tigil ang bibig nila sa pag-rachada sa kakasalita. Lalo na sa tuwing pinapaalala nila sayo na oras na para inumin ang iyong gamot, kapag nagtatanung sila kung kumain ka na ba, kapag ginising ka nila sa umaga upang hindi ma-late at sa mga pagkakataon na nag-aalala sila sayo at tinatanung kung nasaan ka na at bakit hindi ka pa 

umuuwi. Walang duda, madaldal nga. Hayaan mo na, balang araw, siguro magbabago din sila. Tipong maririnig mo lang ee "Oo", "Hinde" at "Pwede". Para kayong naglalaro ng Pinoy Henyo. Romantic siguro ng buhay nyo nun.

"Ang mga babae, mashadong sentimental." Sinabi mo pa. Tandang tanda nga nila ang petsa at lugar kung saan kayo unang nag-date, isinulat niya din sa kanyang diary kung ano ang mga ginawa ninyo, nakatago at ingat na ingat siya sa mga larawan nyong dalawa, daig pa niya ang Smithsonian sa pag-aalaga ng mga iniregalo mo at kahit kailan hindi niya nalilimutan ang mga importanteng okasyon tulad ng anniversary, monthsary, weeksary o birthday mo. Nakaka-inis ba? Ok lang yan, malay mo next time, hindi na siya ganun. Tipong i-aasa na lang niya sa Facebook ang iyong kaarawan. Tapos tamang post na lang sa wall mo ng "hapi bday".

"Ang mga babae, emosyonal." They cry about movies. They get teary with a romantic novel. They blush and gasp upon seeing a picture of a cute dog or a cuddly baby. Bakit ba ganun sila? Buti na lang tayo hindi. Kinikimkim lang naten lahat ng emosyon sa loob hanggang sa sumabog at atakihin sa puso o di naman kaya ee magpapakalasing tapos magwawala at maghahamon ng wrestling. Di ba mas logical un? Madalas pa mag-imagine na ikakasal kayo sa simbahan. Lagi nag a-iloveyou, imissyou, take care at mwah mwah sa text. Asar ka na ba at nacocornyhan? Ayos lang yan. Darating din siguro ang time na titigil siya at isesend ang mga un sa iba.

Women are probably the greatest gift to men, from God, beside beer and sizzling sisig. At para sken, women deserve all advantages, lalo na sa pag-ibig. Sana lahat ng babae ay maging masaya ang lovelife. Sana, walang babaeng heart-broken, kasi, tayong mga lalake, we're meant to pursue them and it's okay if we fail from time to time. It's the way nature intended it. Gaya ng isang leon sa usa o pag-ikot ng earth sa paligid ng araw. Mas okay kung tayo na lang ung masasaktan. Ee sila? Isipin mo, nagkakaroon sila ng "dalaw" at nababaliw kada buwan, nabubuntis at nahihirapan ng 9 months, at pinaka matindi sa lahat, kailangan pa nilang panatilihing makinis at walang buhok ang kanilang mga kili-kili. Ano ba namang pasayahin sila at gawing "scar-free" ang kanilang buhay pag-ibig.

And if you are with a great gal, do everything to make her happy. Don't ever break her heart. Wag kang magpa-uto sa mga statistics, na nagsasabing, mas marami ang babae sa lalake, kaya okay lang mang-chiks. Ano pa bang gusto mo? Hindi pa ba sapat na minahal ka niya sa kabila ng iyong pagiging engot at kawalan ng Romantic DNA sa katawan? Malaki man ang populasyon nila sa mundo, napaka-liit ng tsansang makakilala ka ulet ng katulad niya na magtya-tyaga sayo.

Tandaan, pansamantala ka mang maakit ng naglalakihang pulang high-heels o maaarteng makintab na sandals, mas masarap pa ring umuwe sa nag-iisang tsinelas ng buhay mo.

♥ I could not ask for more.

EFFORT ?? SO SWEET !!! :))

Closing ng College Intramurals ng De La Salle Lipa. That Guy named Gian was the Captain Ball of the Pep Squad and he asked help from his co-dancers for this gimik. :D 
"Kath Sorry na, I love you no matter what."

LOYALTY :))

LOYALTY ; -

A dog can show you more honest affection with
a flick of his tail than a man can gather through
a lifetime of handshakes.

A dog loves you more than he loves himself.

Not every person know how to love a dog,
but a dog knows how to love a person.

Loyalty of dog cant be explained...

Hats off to this dog's loyalty !

MY DENTIST! :))

WHO I AM :))

SAD STORY

STAY XD

LIKE .. LOVE .. & INLOVE !!! :))

FIGHT !!! :))

SMILE .. SILENCE .. LOVE !!! :))

HUG

ARROW

MAKE IT BETTER THAN PAST :))

LIVING FULLY :))

FEELINGS ?? XD

SELF-RESPECT :))

I'VE LEARNED :))

Happiest .. Courage .. Can't Change ..

This is part of a prayer I love. 'Oh God, give me the strength to change the things that I can, the courage to accept the things that I can't, and the serenity to know the difference.' Before we can accept the things we cannot change, we need to separate them from those we can change. It is easier for us to change than to change others.

In times of adversity, true characters will reveal .. and only Jesus wont leave :))

GOD is faithful to his promises when He said;" I will never leave you,nor forsake you."

The Mayonnaise Jar

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and two cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and fills it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “YES”.

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family,
children, health, friends, and favorite passions. Things, that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.” he said.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you...” he told them.

“So... pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Worship with your family. Play with your children. Take your partner out to dinner. Spend time with good friends. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the dripping tap. Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled and said, “I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

A LETTER IN THE LOST WALLET

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so
I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a
crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.

The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the
return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then
I saw the dateline--1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.

It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue
stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John"
letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the
writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she
wrote that she would always love him.

It was signed, Hannah.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name
Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information,
the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.

"Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request. I'm trying to find the
owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a
phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you
the number." She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my
story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me. I waited a few
minutes and then she was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak
with you."

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the
name of Hannah. She gasped, "Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!"

"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked.

"I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some
years ago," the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter."

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.

I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a
big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a
letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes, Hannah is staying with us. "

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her.
"Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in
the day room watching television."

I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a
guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large
building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.

She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in
her eye.

I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second
she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took
a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever
had with Michael."

She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, "I loved
him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too
young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor."

"Yes," she continued. "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you
should find him, tell him I think of him often. And," she hesitated for a
moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she said
smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no
one ever matched up to Michael..."

I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor
and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to
help you?"

I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I
think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find
the owner of this wallet."

I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red
lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute!
That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red
lacing. He's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at
least three times."

"Who's Mr. Goldstein?" I asked as my hand began to shake.

"He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That's Mike Goldstein's
wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks."

I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her
what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed
that Mr. Goldstein would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day
room. He likes to read at night. He's a darling old man."

We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing!"

"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?"

I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with
relief and said, "Yes, that's it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this
afternoon. I want to give you a reward."

"No, thank you," I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the
letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter?"

"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is."

He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me," he begged.

"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where
she is? I want to call her tomorrow." He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her. "

"Mr. Goldstein," I said, "Come with me."

We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened
and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where
Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to
her.

"Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in
the doorway. "Do you know this man?"

She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word.
Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you
remember me?"

She gasped, "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!"
He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with
tears streaming down our faces.

"See," I said. "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will
be."

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home.
"Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed
up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked
beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their
best man.

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a
76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had
to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

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"NO MATTER HOW LONG YOU'VE WAIT... IT DOESN'T MATTER IF IT TAKES YEARS EVEN A DECADE... IF GOD ALLOWS IT... NO ONE NOR ANYTHING WILL BE HARD... IT ALWAYS WORTH IT... TRUE LOVE CONQUERS ALL..."

I Won't Give Up

"I Won't Give Up"

Hmmmm ... Hmmmm ... Hmmmm ... Hmmm ...

When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
There's so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up

And when you're needing your space
To do some navigating
I'll be here patiently waiting
To see what you find

'Cause even the stars they burn
Some even fall to the earth
We've got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it
No, I won't give up

I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily
I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make
Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use
The tools and gifts we got yeah, we got a lot at stake
And in the end, you're still my friend at least we did intend
For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn
We had to learn how to bend without the world caving in
I had to learn what I've got, and what I'm not
And who I am

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up
Still looking up.

I won't give up on us (no I'm not giving up)
God knows I'm tough enough (I am tough, I am loved)
We've got a lot to learn (we're alive, we are loved)
God knows we're worth it (and we're worth it)

I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up

‎"When you love someone, You gotta learn to let them go..." ♫ ♫ ♫

The Heart of Stone - Award-Winning Christian Animated Short-Film

"I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh."—Ezekiel 36:26.


~God really use those bad times to come into our life uh? :))

When God Ran by Philips and Craig This song is very inspiring Personal work! Let this MV help you bond stronger with God.

Love this song so much.. it reminds me how God changed my life.. He never give me up until I can see His Kingdom.. <3 life with the Lord, life with a purpose. I'm living for Him, I'm living to serve Him, and I'm living to Love Him!! :)) Thanks for reminding me this :))

If God takes something away from you, it means he's emptying your hands to give you something better. ♥

FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND

Over all my burdens,  and through all my fears…  Jesus carries me. Through all my trials, and through all my tears…  Jesus carries me.

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamt he was walking along the beach with the Lord.Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.

For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonging to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back  at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints.

 He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it:

"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow

you, you'd walk with me all the way.

But I have noticed that during the most

troublesome times in my life,

there is only one set of footprints.

I don't understand why when

I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:

 "Oh my precious. precious child,  I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints,

I didn’t leave you, it was then that I carried you."

 Over all my burdens, rejection, pain, discomfort and through all my fears…  Jesus carries me. Through all my triumphs, and through all my tears… Jesus carries me.

 Oh he carries me across the burning sand, over water deep and wide

he gently takes me by the hand and carries me  to the other side.

Oh my Jesus carries me.

Sometimes LOSING is my only way to WIN XD

May nakapagsabi sakin na duwag daw ako..

Hindi ko daw kasi pinaglaban yung taong mahal ko...

Pero sabi ko sa kanya,

“Hindi ako duwag! Matapang ako! Dahil nakaya kong tanggapin ang sakit ng katotohanan na kahit ipaglaban ko sya,

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“TALO PARIN AKO.”

Love shows up

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments. (repost) :D

LESSONS IN LIFE

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

MORAL LESSON: That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments.

YOUNG LOVE, FIRST LOVE .. (ang sweet :PP)

Young Love, First Love
We were both in high school when we met, I was 13 and you were 14. We got along well enough I could say, I can talk to you about anything under the sun. It never dawned upon me one day you will be the one. We were acquaintance, it is what I know.
It all came as a surprise to me, why all of a sudden people around us would tease us. I used to just smile about it, thinking our classmates have nothing better to do that’s why they are saying those things. Until one day someone from the class approached me and said you wanted to bring me home. I was surprised, still thinking it’s a joke. Then it happened, days that follow you were that one person who was always beside me. One morning you approached me, telling me a story about what some sort of a fortune teller told you about me. Felt I was trapped at that moment, I couldn’t deny there is a truth to what you just told me. At that moment I knew, you knew already what I was feeling for you. And we became young lovers, it was good. We never argue, I was a brat but I was always soft spoken to you. You were quiet most of the time but we got along.
I decided one day I had to breakup with you, not because I don’t love you but because we were too young and I felt we didn’t really know what we got ourselves into. However, a few days later I asked you back. Hoping this time it will be a lot better, but sadly it wasn’t, the more it became difficult, more so because of your association with another girl from the class.
At that time, most people think I was at my best and you were at your worst. Even you yourself didn’t believe you were good enough for me. Days passed by and we moved on in different directions, I approached you one last time but you allowed your pride to get in the way. It was a painful morning, a young heart I have then. You made me feel I was no longer the one you needed, and I knew I had to let go and give up. When we were in college already I sent you a letter, I was worried about you because some friends told me you were losing weight and I wanted to know why. But you never took the time to reply and that was the last thing I heard about you. There are days you would cross my mind and I’ll always wonder where on earth you could be. There are times I felt worried about you, not hearing anything about you. And I will end up praying and hoping you were doing good, or at least better since the last time I saw you.
Years have passed, I have gotten a lot older but still you would cross my mind. Thinking if you ever thought of me even for once. 18 years after, I guess by fate we met again, you found your way back to me. But it’s all different now, we have our own lives already, both of us are now married with kids. However, the feelings scared me. I knew the moment I saw you, the part of my heart that was yours when I was young is still yours. We were able to talk, it was not easy but we got along. Till that day, the day you told me I am still the one. You told me how you think of me, how you would imagine me being your wife. It’s a scary feeling but it’s the truth, you told me how sorry you were that you let me go. The moment you saw me again you knew in your heart that I am the missing part, that I am the one who makes you whole. I am everything you want and need. We were both crying, no more words came after. I knew for myself that you are also the one. I had you at your worst but you failed to see that despite the young heart I have I was there, always there for you. I stood up against what people say about us.
Now, we are both happy to know the love was real but in pain as well because we are in a situation that is difficult to change. You told me “don’t give up on us now, coz you believe in the end it will be us again and it will be forever now.” It was quite unfair of you to ask me that. It means a lot of sacrifice, tears, and heartaches before that day comes. You were the one who gave me up years ago, and now you are telling me not to give you up this time. It’s a difficult path ahead of us, I cannot see a clear view of what you are telling me. You would always say “you know the truth, how I feel, what I feel.”
Heard from stories of friends, things like that can happen, and those who have allowed their feelings to prevail are now couples, they didn’t try looking for each other but fate has a way that brought them together. As they say, “what is meant to be will always find their way.”
I do not know what is ahead of us, but with you I realized that love real love doesn’t come with age. Young love, first love could be true as it can be. I learned my lessons too, it is always better to live in humility and not pride even in a relationship. One needs to be vocal and not allow the moment to pass you by. Conquer the moment, live it and enjoy it. Do not allow fears and insecurities to set in. However, is it possible, is it for real? And I guess I hope to put hope and prayers together to know the answers.
I believe God will guide us and will tell us what’s right. In time we will know what is really meant for us, it is a difficult process, waiting and patience is needed. But whatever happens, I thank you for letting me know that I complete you, that I’ve found a love in you. We may be miles apart but its good to know that somewhere out there you are there. My young love, my first love.

LOVE JOHN 3:16

From KLove: John 3:16 'For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life' (NIV)

Know that you are loved...  atleast :((

Somehow, I can be like Einstein :))

An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his Class on the Problem Science has

with GOD, the ALMIGHTY. He asked one of his New Christian Students to stand and . . .

Professor : You are a Christian, aren't you, son ?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, you Believe in GOD ?

Student : Absolutely, sir.

ProfessorIs GOD Good ?

Student : Sure.

Professor: Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL ?

Student : Yes.

Professor: My Brother died of Cancer even though he Prayed to GOD to Heal him.

Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill.

But GOD didn't. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?

(Student was silent )

Professor: You can't answer, can you ? Let's start again, Young Fella.

Is GOD Good?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Is Satan good ?

Student : No.

Professor: Where does Satan come from ?

Student : From . . . GOD . . .

Professor: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this World?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn't it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?

Student : Yes.

Professor: So who created evil ?

(Student did not answer)

Professor: Is there Sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness?

All these terrible things exist in the World, don't they?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, who Created them ?

(Student had no answer)

Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and Observe the World around you.

Tell me, son . . . Have you ever Seen GOD?

Student : No, sir.

Professor: Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD?

Student : No , sir.

Professor: Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD?

Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for that matter?

Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.

Professor: Yet you still Believe in HIM?

Student : Yes.

Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol,

Science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?

Student : Nothing. I only have my Faith.

Professor: Yes,Faith. And that is the Problem Science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as Heat?

Professor: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as Cold?

Professor: Yes.

Student : No, sir. There isn't.

(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events )

Student : Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat, Superheat, Mega Heat, White Heat,

a Little Heat or No Heat.

But we don't have anything called Cold.

We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is No Heat, but we can't go any further after that,

There is no such thing as Cold.

Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence of Heat.

We cannot Measure Cold.

Heat is Energy.

Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the Absence of it.

(There was Pin-Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre )

Student : What about Darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as Darkness?

Professor: Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness?

Student : You're wrong again, sir.

Darkness is the Absence of Something

You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light . . .

But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and its called Darkness, isn't it?

In reality, Darkness isn't.

If it is, were you would be able to make Darkness Darker, wouldn't you?

Professor: So what is the point you are making, Young Man ?

Student : Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is flawed.

Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality.

You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a Good GOD and a Bad GOD.

You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure.

Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought.

It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.

To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be ignorant of the fact that

Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing.

Death is Not the Opposite of Life: just the Absence of it.

Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your Students that they evolved from a Monkey?

Professor: If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes, of course, I do.

Student : Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shook his head with a Smile, beginning to realize where the Argument was going )

Student : Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and

Cannot even prove that this Process is an On-Going Endeavor,

Are you not teaching your Opinion, sir?

Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher?

(The Class was in Uproar )

Student : Is there anyone in the Class who has ever seen the Professor's Brain?

(The Class broke out into Laughter )

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's Brain, Felt it, touched or Smelt it? . . .

No one appears to have done so.

So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol,

Science says that You have No Brain, sir.

With all due respect, sir, how do we then Trust your Lectures, sir?

(The Room was Silent. The Professor stared at the Student, his face unfathomable)

Professor: I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son.

Student : That is it sir . . . Exactly !

The Link between Man & GOD is FAITH.

That is all that Keeps Things Alive and Moving.

NB:

I believe you have enjoyed the Conversation . . . and if so . . .

You'll probably want your Friends / Colleagues to enjoy the same . . . won't you?

Forward them to Increase their Knowledge . . . or FAITH.

That student was Einstein.

Wala Na.

“Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!”

Moving On +_+

When something's over,

it's over.

it can never start again.

When it's broken

you can never

put back the pieces.

Life is not the way

you want it to be.

When you know that someone's

hurting you so much, just stop.

We know that it hurts a lot,

but you must learn to let go things.

Don't push yourself too hard.

Coz we all know,

that in every ending,

there's such a thing

that we call the beginning.. :)

REMEDY ?

My friend use to tell me this fucking things but it helps :))

Change and Time!!!! Time will heal your broken heart it always does, there's no quick remedy for a broken heart, it hurts, and it's going to for quite some time that's just how the heart is, but on the upside it almost always heals or at the very least mends itself so you can go on living your life again. And change because that's what you're going to need to pull yourself out of the dumps. Change is hard and scarry but when you change something it can really make a good difference for you and give you something positive to focus on instead of the failed relationship. It can be simple like a makeover, a new haircut always makes someone feel new and pretty and better about themselves or it can be something major like moving to a new state city or town, pulling yourself out of the rut your in and laying new roots somewhere completely away from the situation you were just in. I suggest taking a good look at yourself and reinvent you apart from what you were in your five year relationship, find you again, and just live life for all it's worth, don't let the bad from this relationship pull you down. When the going gets tough the tough get going and in time this will be nothing more then a lesson learned in love (everyone has them)! Good Luck!

READ THIS: a blog from a friend :)

With patience and time. Time really is a great healer, To be in love and get hurt is no fun. Hope you don't take too much time wondering... everyday is a new day and God designed sunshine after every storm.

No matter how long it rains there will always be a brighter day. The WARMTH of the sun on your face is like the kiss of God on your cheeks and the beautiful flowers in summmer is like a scent filled picture, there will always be joy that come after many a sadness.

the best part of losing someone is the overwhelming comfort God brings in the healing, the getting better.

The HOPE.

God bless you hope you see the rainbows that appears to remind us of the Promise. The brighter picture is always after the storm.

Source: XXX =p

10 secrets to making relationships last

After four failed marriages between the pair, Maia and Bart Berens were determined to make their third union a good one. Twenty-seven years later and they are not only together but dishing to us on what makes it work. In celebration of their 25th anniversary, they’ve agreed to write a series for HMG readers — sharing intimate moments, including real love letters for him and love letters for her.

“There are some very specials things we’ve noticed after all these years and we want to help people learn them so they can wake up one day and notice how many years have gone by and they still have the relationship of your dreams,” explained Maia.

Maia spent years studying relationships and coaching couples on how to make it work. In this series she introduces each secret to their long, happy relationship that she’s has noticed — with special appearances via Bart’s comments and real love letters that they have written each other over the years and some really simple relationship tips.

Here are their 10 secrets to making relationships last. Click on each one for further advice and how you can make it work.

Secret #1. Be real and feel good enough about yourself to be real.

Secret #2. Seal commitment to the relationship, not each other works way better.

Secret #3. Don’t expect your partner to do anything you are unwilling to do like forgiving and giving up being right.

Secret #4. Learn the importance of communication, honesty.

Secret #5. Remember that love includes compassion and non-judgment.

Secret #6. Be aware when the connection is dying and do something about it.

Secret #7. Let them know they’re doing a good job.

Secret #8. Own up when you’ve messed up – and learn from it.

Secret #9. Get that a good relationship is sacred, make time for it.

Secret #10. Own the whole job – take full responsibility.

Bonus #1. Love letter sample: absolutely important rules.

Bonus #2. Relationship advice for women and men.

Sad love stories relation

When you read books, you’re always looking forward to finding something that you can relate with. It’s like even with the sounds of the title you’re already feeling that great passion and interest to read it and finish all the pages as soon as you can. And as funny as it sounds, some people just can’t get enough about reading sad love stories. You might wonder why but there’s something in that sort of plot for an event that makes it very special and worth reading.

If you like the thought about having so many thrills in certain situations then a sad romantic story is your thing. It may seem like a very ironic thing to do when you read something that wouldn’t make you happy because most of the people in the world today always try to avoid what’s behind those happy faces being brought in front of them. But if you are one of those very few people who loves to know more about sad situations then you’re definitely are a member of the strong-hearted persons; you’re not scared but you are excited to see how you would handle the situation. Just like loving the fact that you see situations like this on paper, you also love the fact that it happens in real life and that you know exactly what to do to get over it.

Sad love stories might not sound nice to everyone’s ear but it definitely has a good point to make in your life. Even if you are just watching or reading a sad romantic story, you are for sure going to get something important out of it and you will surely learn. If you want to know how to handle things that are going on in the matters of your heart then this is your thing.

Sad Love Story As A Personal Experience

Loving someone is like taking the most risky thing in the world into your life. It’s like you are not sure that once you give your heart out to that person, you will already be happy. The matters of the heart are a serious thing to deal with and every sad love story is something that people can never forget about. A lot of times do people get themselves into sad love stories because of so many reasons that not even the wisest person can ever tell why. Taking that huge step is like allowing yourself to get into life and death; it’s too serious to handle.

A sad love story is a part of our lives. Whether or not we are going to welcome it; it will always be there lurking behind waiting for us to give up and for itself to take place. It’s like a thief in the night that just happens all of a sudden especially when you are not expecting it. There’s nothing wrong about being in a situation like that but sad love stories is a type of situation that would always be inevitable for us to experience. The life that we live in is imperfect and we are too; surely the same thing with the matters of the heart is ready to take part in our everyday lives. We can never tell when or how it would come and take us away but we do know that we are going to feel the sadness that not anyone else can ever analyze. People get hurt and when we do, it already brings out the flaws of life and makes us not want to ever be in the same situation again.

When we feel that our lives are going to be in a sad love story type of plot, there’s no need to feel scared or allow it to take over us. Sad love stories are something that we can never avoid.

A love story has its ups and downs but the sad ones are always more interesting and touching.