Monday, July 30, 2007
4:03 AM
chanto ore wa iru kara
banners, balloons, poppers, food, drinks. what else can one ask for a simple party? :) oh well, i'm just GLAD that everything went according to plan yesterday. haha. COMPLETELY FOOLPROOF. weeee. for once, gumana ng todo ang utak q.
so kahapon aun, propphi kim and i went to megamall. thanx to mama and tatay xc hinatid kami dun. :) so we ate somewhere s foodcourt and took loads of pix. may pix aq na kumakain c kim. haha. [just click my multiply located at "linxxx" part in the left corner of my blog.]
tpos after eating, pumunta kami ng comic alley. shoots. wala na ngang murang bagay sa panahon ngaun. duh. nakakalula ung mga presyo. ngcomment nalang 2loy kami sa mga tinda nla. *giggles* tpos papunta na kami ni propphi sa dept. store. sakto nung pumunta kami sa left corner ng timezone, nakita na namin cla edz, jean, mitch, kat, rommel, joanna and enzo. so pumunta cla ng foodcourt to eat while propphi and i went to the dept. store. bibili xc kami ng something na pareho kami. shux. 2do ung isang bracelet dun. silver chain lang xa with a tiny flower design. guess what? it's worth Php 349.75. yeah right. wala dn kami nbili ni propphi. so we went back sa foodcourt. tpos naicp q pumunta sa mga stalls sa tabi ng skating rink. dun lang pla kami makakahanap. :)
tpos bumalik na kami kela jean. vanity nnman. haha. 2do. tpos kinaladkad kami nila joanna at enzo sa may cr. meron xcng mga taong naka-anime costume. so we had a theory na may cosplay. haha. we were kinda wishing na bata ult kami para kasali kami sa ganun. haha. and then ngbuhbye na cla joanna and enzo to do some shopping. kami naman ARCADE MODE. :) so ung unang game namin is ung hammer the something. basta. inicp namin na ung mga kagalit namin ung pinupukpok namin. wagi. tpos nglaban cla jean and rommel nung prang hockey something. then pambatang bbol. tpos ung talagang bbol na. shoots. what a disaster. nasira ung eyeglass ni potchi. and then at about 2:3o, umalis na kami ni jean saying na pinapauwi na kami. but actually bumili pa kami ng torotot nun. haha. and then zoom! to kim's haus. pro xmpre we met up pa with kuya martin and kuya nikko sa 7/11. ;)
sa bahay ni kim, we made a banner, then mama delivered the poppers and a biiiig balloon. weeee. ngpgawa pa kami ni jean ng diversion kei edz para matagalan umuwi c kim. haha. and then huggy carla came. :) at about 5pm, carla, jean, kuya nikko, kuya martin and i went to our positions. haha. nkktawa nga xc kinakabahan kaming lahat. xmpre baka mabuking. oh well. SUPER NASURPRISE naman namin c kim. yey. cheers. :) 2do bonding kaming lahat. xmpre reunite ult with mitch and company. hehe. pictorial mowd dn. may pinky swear ever pa ang mgpropphi with the kooyas. hehe. [walang sisira ng swear natin ha] den mga 6:3o hinatid namin c kuya martin sa 7/11. pagbalik namin nila kim at kuya nikko, we were totally soaked. shux. hehe.
galing nga e. xc 1o pm nq umuwi, of course sinundo aq. :) super vain namin nila kim and kuya nikko. hahaha. 2do. tpos naisahan q c kuya nikko. heehee. [kuya nikko, kim and i wont break the pinky swear. ;)]
overall, my stamina went down to a whooping 0.1%. haha. pro everything was worth it. :) thanx for the people who made july 28, saturday, one of the best days in my life. :)
always remember that everybody has flaws. even our friends have flaws. ACCEPT THEIR FLAWS 'CAUSE IT'S PART OF THE PACKAGE.
Labels: so-the-drama.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
9:02 AM
chaotic.
haha. my world's uber chaotic right now. waaaah, jumbled words, scattered thoughts. whatever.
"sometimes you just have to sacrifice and keep your feelings to yourself just for the sake of others."
wasted. wasted. wasted. haha. lusta nnman ang utak q. kamusta naman un. i do believe that the accomplished projects as of now are english and physics. waaah. 7 subjects to go. tama ba..??
"i try to smile so the hurt won't show"
anhrap pla mgconcentrate pag super preoccupied ang mind. super nkkpgod pla ang multitasking.
"it hurts to see the one you love happy with someone close to you."
naku naman. ngarag mowd. haha. dami p pla gagawin. i read this article once sa office ng mama q. excerpt lang toh: "when i die i would be lucky if even just one person will say 'this man touched me at one point in my life.' that will be one heck of an accomplishment."
a question to ponder as a last blahblah to my entry for today. do you believe that moving on may take years..????
aun lang. tata.! :)
Labels: school stuffs., so-the-drama.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
11:30 AM
we never know what the future has in store for us.
i would like to dedicate a part of my post today to my bestest [if there's such a word] friend. here goes.
a girl we all know as someone who is bubbly, cheerful, and can easily ride with almost every joke. a smart and humorous lady. bookworm, anime lover and sound3pper. that's my bestest friend. we all know her as "kim". but we call each other propphi. she gives her full trust to her friends. xa ung taong palaging nasa tabi q cmula 1styr na hndi aq iniwan. hndi kagaya ng iba. hanggang salita lang. yan ang gs2 q sakanya. hndi nang-iiwan sa ere. maraming ang tao ang hndi nakakakilala sa tunay nyang personality. cguro isa lang aq sa handful people na nakakaalam ng tunay na xa. one can always see her smiling and laughing. but deep inside, very very few people know what is really happening in her world. ilang beses na xa pinintasan. kesyo malandi, flirt, undeserving sa pagiging top sa ibang subj, etcetcetc. pero anu nga bang karapatan nyo para husgahan xa..?? oh well past is past. :)
propphi, sna never mu q pagpapalit ha. sasapakin talaga kita pg gnwa mu yan. ingat ka sa argentina. keep in touch palagi. at sana makatawag ka kahit once a month sa bahay namin. :) dedicate q ang "yorokobi no uta". oh yeah.! tomarane!!! zutto soba ni iru kara.
check out these pictures. click this site! http://o3star.multiply.com
oh well. dry run exam na tomorrow. sa mga fellow reviewees q, goodluck satin. :) we can do this. propphi, dont 4get ang lakad natin bukas. mwuaaah.
--i entrust my fate to God alone.--
till here people. gonna leave you one cute story. :) tata.
A BOY'S LOVE
A good reminder: "Take time to appreciate what you have now." --Dont miss reading this one
On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the
remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.
When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.
Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."
Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys.
While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"
The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear."
Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to.
"It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.
"No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this.
"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."
My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me, "I also want mummy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me."
I love my mummy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached
for my wallet and took a few notes and said to the boy, "What if we checked
again, just in case if you have enough money?"
"Ok," he said. "I hope that I have enough."
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it.
There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money.
The little boy said, "Thank you God for giving me enough money."
Then he looked at me and added,
"I asked yesterday before I slept for God to
make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me."
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose."
"You know, my mummy loves white rose."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my trolley. I
finished my shopping in a totally
different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my
mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rosein her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to that day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.
Labels: quotes., school stuffs., so-the-drama.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
8:36 AM
Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart. Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played. This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship.
Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to. But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he became a senior.
All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.
When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.
The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game.
It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent.
Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss practice today?" The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game on Saturday."
Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. "Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man. The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted is worst player in this close playoff game.
But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said. "You can go in." Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star.
His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard.
Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?"
He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!"
They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being willful again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding? She promised she'd pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."
Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."
First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence".
Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.
Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences."
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.
Third day, night. On the bed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him:"Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.
He sighs. She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.
She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."
Labels: quotes.