MAKE WAY FOR 2008

One more day left and 2007 will mark its end. 2008, WELCOME!

2007 was considerably a memorable one for me, besides meeting lots of diversed people outside of my world, i've also learned lots of things in life that I never imagined learning from them. While i was ruminating on my past and present, i've realized that i wasn't aware of how i seized my goals, that there are still pieces of cues left wandering and trying to find its roots for fulfillment.
Guess its part of the nature being human, and having a ground of being christians gives me a positive guilt to the pursuit of happiness.
Another year has passed, and most of us took chances on how we live our lives to the fullest, and yet another year to come,with such uncertainties ahead..I know each one of us has its own time in this world we live in, and only God knows when according to what he has designed for us.

Lord, i thank YOU for giving me the strenght to go on living everyday despite of all the uncertainties i have in life and for this, i lift up to YOU all of us here on earth. May we all continue to praise and thank YOU for all the blessings we've received and are yet to come, this i asked in YOUR HOLY name..AMEN.

I wish this 2008... let us strive to see what is good because there is goodness even in the most wicked person and the storm will pass once the sun appears in the sky...
blessed be.

Point and shoot

That's right.. Don't ask.. just point and shoot!! that's how I see it. Some people don't bother asking questions. They just make things up with their brilliant mind of theirs.

What if you saw someone standing a dead body? Was he the killer? Don't judge.. He may have just passed the crime scene.. I dunno about you.. but i'd say the criminal might laughing his ass out..

What if you saw a man pick up a wallet on the street a woman was shouting "where's my wallet??" damn you prick.. give him a good shot to the liver maybe? Then you'll realize he was just helping find the thing and being a show-off that you are, you whacked the poor guys ass.. Insolent dickwad.

I dunno.. I guess my point here is that it never hurts to ask.. I always do. I don't assume things. coz if we derive it:

ASSUME = ASS + U + ME

See, by assuming, u make an ass out of you and that person.

Why are you reading this? I bet you're a sucker!!

Neat.

Paramore

I woke up to a lousy morning.
Much to my chagrin, the rest of my day followed the same pattern.

When something bad happens over and over again,
don't you think it's time to consider the possibility
that you're doing something wrong?
Don't you think these recurring patterns
are a strong indication that change is needed?

And what do you do?
You just sit down, pat yourself on your shoulder,
and just say that you cannot change
because this is who you are?

I am way beyond fuming angry.
I am sad. I am pained.
Pained at the thought that such change can be so elusive,
in spite of the fact that the lack of which pains me so.

"Maybe if my heart stops beating,
it won't hurt this much.
& never will I have to answer again to anyone."
-Paramore

Being Poor

Being poor is the ultimate opportunity handed by a person. Being poor is no excuse for being filthy & uneducated. Being poor is no excuse for living in a dirty house & wearing dirty clothes. Being poor is no excuse for living surrounded by clutter & garbage. Being poor means that,. if u cant presently afford University/College you can still educate yourself until such time as that goal is within your reach.
Being poor means being sorrounded by necessities, Being rich means sorrounded by "things".
When your rich you can buy perceived happiness but when your poor you make ur own happiness.
Some are born with a silver spoon in their mouths & some have to go looking for it. They end up a better people for chasing after it because they have to learn valuable lessons along the way.
Being poor means you start at the bottom & work your way up..I know its hard to work your way up, but the trip worth the effort. You ll never forget what you learned along the way.
Being poor means you have to give back to life, something to look up to, something to achieve.
Whereas,. when your rich you are always looking down. Stop saying I'm poor, poor, poor!!!!!!!!
Pretty soon you'll begin to believe it..Start saying I am a temporary financial disadvantage right now but I can do something about it.

Whatever happens...happens

What will you do if you're not happy with your relationship anymore? Should you choose to stay & save the relationship? Or choose the other way around? Either way, you still have to make a choice.. If you choose to stay, make sure that you can work through it & not just to let it stay that way. Being unhappy means that the spark is almost gone. If you wanted to save your relationship, find ways to lit it up. But question is, "how?". I'm so tired of this shit! I'm so tired of understanding why this relationship doesn't seem to work out the way it should be. I'm beginning to question if love still exist here... It's so annoying to think that you're attached with someone (physically) but it seems like you're not (emotionally)... I hate to think that you does'nt give a damn about me! Oh yeah, on the contrary, I think you do, because you said so... Sheesh! I don't even feel like you cared that much... Why am I feeling like I'm taken for granted? I won't be feeling this way if you knows how to handle this relationship... Sometimes I think I'd rather be free... But some thing's trying to pull me back when I feel like talking about these things... Maybe, it's because I'm still hoping for a change? Will there be a change? Nah! I don't think so... Right now, I'm still sticking to: "whatever happens, happens..."

Little Girl's Christmas: A Christmas Fairy Tale

It was Christmas Eve, and Little Girl had just hung up her stocking by the fireplace--right where it would be all ready for Santa when he slipped down the chimney. She knew he was coming, because--well, because it was Christmas Eve, and because he always had come to leave gifts for her on all the other Christmas Eves that she could remember, and because she had seen his pictures everywhere down town that afternoon when she was out with Mother. Still, she wasn't JUST satisfied. 'Way down in her heart she was a little uncertain--you see, when you have never really and truly seen a person with your very own eyes, it's hard to feel as if you exactly believed in him--even though that person always has left beautiful gifts for you every time he has come. "Oh, he'll come," said Little Girl; "I just know he will be here before morning, but somehow I wish--" "Well, what do you wish?" said a Tiny Voice close by her--so close that Little Girl fairly jumped when she heard it. "Why, I wish I could SEE Santa myself. I'd just like to go and see his house and his workshop, and ride in his sleigh, and know Mrs. Santa--'would be such fun, and then I'd KNOW for sure." "Why don't you go, then?" said Tiny Voice. "It's easy enough. Just try on these Shoes, and take this Light in your hand, and you'll find your way all right." So Little Girl looked down on the hearth, and there were two cunning little Shoes side by side, and a little Spark of a Light close to them--just as if they were all made out of one of the glowing coals of the wood-fire. Such cunning Shoes as they were--Little Girl could hardly wait to pull off her slippers and try them on. They looked as if they were too small, but they weren't--they fitted exactly right, and just as Little Girl had put them both on and had taken the Light in her hand, along came a little Breath of Wind, and away she went up the chimney, along with ever so many other little Sparks, past the Soot Fairies, and out into the Open Air, where Jack Frost and the Star Beams were all busy at work making the world look pretty for Christmas. Away went Little Girl--Two Shoes, Bright Light, and all--higher and higher, until she looked like a wee bit of a star up in the sky. It was the funniest thing, but she seemed to know the way perfectly, and didn't have to stop to make inquiries anywhere. You see it was a straight road all the way, and when one doesn't have to think about turning to the right or the left, it makes things very much easier. Pretty soon Little Girl noticed that there was a bright light all around her--oh, a very bright light--and right away something down in her heart began to make her feel very happy indeed. She didn't know that the Christmas spirits and little Christmas fairies were all around her and even right inside her, because she couldn't see a single one of them, even though her eyes were very bright and could usually see a great deal. But that was just it, and Little Girl felt as if she wanted to laugh and sing and be glad. It made her remember the Sick Boy who lived next door, and she said to herself that she would carry him one of her prettiest picture-books in the morning, so that he could have something to make him happy all day. By and by, when the bright light all around her had grown very, very much brighter, Little Girl saw a path right in front of her, all straight and trim, leading up a hill to a big, big house with ever and ever so many windows in it. When she had gone just a bit nearer, she saw candles in every window, red and green and yellow ones, and every one burning brightly, so Little Girl knew right away that these were Christmas candles to light her on her journey, and make the way dear for her, and something told her that this was Santa's house, and that pretty soon she would perhaps see Santa himself. Just as she neared the steps and before she could possibly have had time to ring the bell, the door opened--opened of itself as wide as could be--and there stood--not Santa himself--don't think it--but a funny Little Man with slender little legs and a Roley-poly stomach which shook every now and then when he laughed. You would have known right away, just as Little Girl knew, that he was a very happy little man, and you would have guessed right away, too, that the reason he was so roly-poly was because he laughed and chuckled and smiled all the time--for it's only sour, cross folks who are thin and skimpy. Quick as a wink, he pulled off his little peaked red cap, smiled the broadest kind of a smile, and said, "Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Come in! Come in!" So in went Little Girl, holding fast to Little Man's hand, and when she was really inside there was the jolliest, reddest fire all glowing and snapping, and there were Little Man and all his brothers and sisters, who said their names were "Merry Christmas," and "Good Cheer," and ever so many other jolly-sounding things, and there were such a lot of them that Little Girl just knew she never could count them, no matter how long she tried. All around her were bundles and boxes and piles of toys and games, and Little Girl knew that these were all ready and waiting to be loaded into Santa's big sleigh for his reindeer to whirl them away over cloud tops and snowdrifts to the little people down below who had left their stockings all ready for him. Pretty soon all the little Good Cheer Brothers began to hurry and bustle and carry out the bundles as fast as they could to the steps where Little Girl could hear the jingling bells and the stamping of hoofs. So Little Girl picked up some bundles and skipped along too, for she wanted to help a bit herself--it's no fun whatever at Christmas unless you can help, you know--and there in the yard stood the BIGGEST sleigh that Little Girl had ever seen, and the reindeer were all stamping and prancing and jingling the bells on their harnesses, because they were so eager to be on their way to the Earth once more. She could hardly wait for Santa to come, and just as she had begun to wonder where he was, the door opened again and out came a whole forest of Christmas trees, at least it looked just as if a whole forest had started out for a walk somewhere, but a second glance showed Little Girl that there were thousands of Christmas sprites, and that each one carried a tree or a big Christmas wreath on his back. Behind them all, she could hear some one laughing loudly, and talking in a big, jovial voice that sounded as if he were good friends with the whole world. And straightway she knew that Santa himself was coming. Little Girl's heart went pit-a-pat for a minute while she wondered if Santa would notice her, but she didn't have to wonder long, for he spied her at once and said: "Bless my soul! who's this? and where did you come from?" Little Girl thought perhaps she might be afraid to answer him, but she wasn't one bit afraid. You see he had such a kind little twinkle in his eyes that she felt happy right away as she replied, "Oh, I'm Little Girl, and I wanted so much to see Santa that I just came, and here I am!" "Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!" laughed Santa, "and here you are! Wanted to see Santa, did you, and so you came! Now that's very nice, and it's too bad I'm in such a hurry, for we should like nothing better than to show you about and give you a real good time. But you see it is quarter of twelve now, and I must be on my way at once, else I'll never reach that first chimney-top by midnight. I'd call Mrs. Santa and ask her to get you some supper, but she is busy finishing dolls' clothes which must be done before morning, and I guess we'd better not bother her. Is there anything that you would like, Little Girl?" and good old Santa put his big warm hand on Little Girl's curls and she felt its warmth and kindness clear down to her very heart. You see, my dears, that even though Santa was in such a great hurry, he wasn't too busy to stop and make some one happy for a minute, even if it was some one no bigger than Little Girl. So she smiled back into Santa's face and said: "Oh, Santa, if I could ONLY ride down to Earth with you behind those splendid reindeer! I'd love to go; won't you PLEASE take me? I'm so small that I won't take up much room on the seat, and I'll keep very still and not bother one bit!" Then Santa laughed, SUCH a laugh, big and loud and rollicking, and he said, "Wants a ride, does she? Well, well, shall we take her, Little Elves? Shall we take her, Little Fairies? Shall we take her, Good Reindeer?" And all the Little Elves hopped and skipped and brought Little Girl a sprig of holly; and all the Little Fairies bowed and smiled and brought her a bit of mistletoe; and all the Good Reindeer jingled their bells loudly, which meant, "Oh, yes! let's take her! She's a good Little Girl! Let her ride!" And before Little Girl could even think, she found herself all tucked up in the big fur robes beside Santa, and away they went, right out into the air, over the clouds, through the Milky Way, and right under the very handle of the Big Dipper, on, on, toward the Earth-land, whose lights Little Girl began to see twinkling away down below her. Presently she felt the runners scrape upon something, and she knew they must be on some Ines roof, and that Santa would slip down some one's chimney in a minute. How she wanted to go, too! You see if you had never been down a chimney and seen Santa fill up the stockings, you would want to go quite as much as Little Girl did, now, wouldn't you? So, just as Little Girl was wishing as hard as ever she could wish, she heard a Tiny Voice say, "Hold tight to his arm! Hold tight to his arm!" So she held Santa's arm tight and close, and he shouldered his pack, never thinking that it was heavier than usual, and with a bound and a slide, there they were, Santa, Little Girl, pack and all, right in the middle of a room where there was a fireplace and stockings all hung up for Santa to fill. Just then Santa noticed Little Girl. He had forgotten all about her for a minute, and he was very much surprised to find that she had come, too. "Bless my soul!" he said, "where did you come from, Little Girl? and how in the world can we both get back up that chimney again? It's easy enough to slide down, but it's quite another matter to climb up again!" and Santa looked real worried. But Little Girl was beginning to feel very tired by this time, for she had had a very exciting evening, so she said, "Oh, never mind me, Santa. I've had such a good time, and I'd just as soon stay here a while as not. I believe I'll curl up on his hearth-rug a few minutes and have a little nap, for it looks as warm and cozy as our own hearth-rug at home, and--why, it is our own hearth and it's my own nursery, for there is Teddy Bear in his chair where I leave him every night, and there's Bunny Cat curled up on his cushion in the corner." And Little Girl turned to thank Santa and say goodbye to him, but either he had gone very quickly, or else she had fallen asleep very quickly--she never could tell which--for the next thing she knew, Daddy was holding her in his arms and was saying, "What is my Little Girl doing here? She must go to bed, for it's Christmas Eve, and old Santa won't come if he thinks there are any little folks about." But Little Girl knew better than that, and when she began to tell him all about it, and how the Christmas fairies had welcomed her, and how Santa had given her such a fine ride, Daddy laughed and laughed, and said, "You've been dreaming, Little Girl, you've been dreaming." But Little Girl knew better than that, too, for there on the hearth was the little Black Coal, which had given her Two Shoes and Bright Light, and tight in her hand she held a holly berry which one of the Christmas Sprites had placed there. More than all that, there she was on the hearth-rug herself, just as Santa had left her, and that was the best proof of all. The trouble was, Daddy himself had never been a Little Girl, so he couldn't tell anything about it, but we know she hadn't been dreaming, now, don't we, my dears?

WORD OF THANKS

I thank and praise You O LORD for all the people who have been angels to me throughout the year, for all the people who have spoken God's word to me. Family, friends, loved ones, my bhe and even strangers. People who told me what to do when I was most confused...who encouraged me when I was discouraged... People who boosted me when I was down and weak.People who constantly remind me to be good and to strive hard.

I thank and praise You for my mum and dad, for my two brothers (sg and jong-jing), to my special someone my bhe, i love you so much, to my best-ever friends (junelle, pai, cathy, apol, lm, shin) my good friend bird, to my colleagues and mentors at mix fm (sir bong, ms.jo, sir george booke, andi, steph, aeigh, erin, chesky, lee, ute, crimson, ate mae and ate mai, chief and kuya armald) to our listeners, to my other colleagues (kb family) i miss you guys! to the lectors' group and redemptorist community, to my classmates and schoolmates, to my friends and new found friends all around the world, gabee and ur family, all the bloggers, and YOU! who have been so good to me inspite of what I am.They have been angels in flesh and blood. I thank these good, loving, angelic people.

Hope I will learn from their goodness. As you have been angels to me, may I, in turn, be angels to all of you. May I, in turn, be an angel not only to the good people but to the bad people as well. May I, in turn speak words to encourage and enlighten not only the good people , not only the grateful people, not only those who will applaud me but also those who will forget me, those who ridicule me for doing it.

Thank You for all the angels in my life. You know who you are! There are so many of you. I love you ALL!
Keep on Rockin'

Happy Christmas and Blessed New Year!!!

When people say...I'm busy

I hate it.... I just really hate it when people say "I'm busy". I'm not saying this applies to everybody but most of the time, it's just another way of saying "I'm making more money, don't disturb me" or "Sorry, you're not important so I can't waste my time for you". I know you won't admit it but, come on! We all know it's true, if we will just look inside our hearts and be honest with ourselves. And if you're in the receiving end, I gotta tell you friend, it hurts.

Of course, I'm not saying that having a lot of things to do is bad. I'm not shallow, I got things to do too, not to mention I have a lot of problems. But when it comes to people I care for, I think THEY DESERVE for me to at least take time to pause whenever I can and give a little effort to make them feel loved and that they still exist in my life. I'm not raising my chair here, but I'm also not a hypocrite. And I'm not saying I'm any better. I'm just trying to express my honest feelings about this.

Sometimes people forget. They forget they are human beings surrounded by other human beings and that some of those human beings are what they used to call "Friends.." Or come to think of it, maybe they don't really care. Why didn't I think of that before?? But like I said, this is case to case basis.

To all my friends.... of course, if aren't guilty of this then you're off the hook. I'm just talking about a few people who have forgotten to care.

Anyway, this could go on for a while, it's actually a four page written sentiment but I won't put it all here, I don't wanna bore you with it. So never mind.

All I'm saying is.. "I'm busy" is probably an answer a person can give to sales offers, business invitations, etc. But to say that to your friends is a little harsh. I'm not being overly sensitive here. It's just a little fact that some people are blind to. If you tell me that, it only shows one thing, you don't consider me as your friend. It hurts my friend, but that's okay because guess what? I understand. I won't hate you. I just hate that phrase. It's the most insensitive phrase on earth.

Badly hit

I have been sick over the last few days. It hits me badly. So far, I have not skip work before because I am not feeling well. But I did this time. On Tuesday, I stay at home the whole day, sleeping most of the time. I started to feel unwell on Monday evening. After dinner, I have a strange feeling on my stomach. The pain is not like any other normal pain. I am not sure how to describe it and I am not sure what to do with it. Then, the feeling of nausea hits. Then I start throwing up. :( On Monday night, I spend half of my time throwing up. :( It was bad. I can't sleep properly and my stomach just hurts like crazy! I told myself that I am not going to work the next day. Everytime I told myself this, it wouldn't work. I will wake up the next day and go to work.

The next morning, I woke up late and I am still feeling bad. I decided to stay at home to rest.
I slept most of the time that day, watch tv and listen to radio as well. In the evening, I went for a walk.
On Wednesday, I went back to work. I didn't work for a long time. I felt tired, so I left after my boardwork. Today, I am feeling better and I hope I can start jumping up and down. Well, I have not done that yet because it's still early in the morning and I tried to get a few things done.

Why blog?

When we live a rich life, there's a lot to share without having to brag. I love blogging on just about anything! To me, it's like the parable of the seeds...from the farmer's point of view: you just have to throw the seeds---some of them will fall on rocky soil and will never sprout, some of them will grow but eventually before they can bear fruit, they wither; but some...they fall on fertile grounds, where the seed grows to be a tree, bearing good fruits.

I'm not a smart ass with a perfect grammar but I write anyway. I'm not a perfectionist and I am generous to giving myself a big room for errors. I just love sharing. I love throwing the "seeds" and let the fertile mind of readers turn it in to something useful for their lives.

puress of pain...love

...choose me,
love me,
let me make you happy...

they say that when you love someone, you have to say it, shout it to the world...or the moment just passes you by. this is supposedly a very romantic but painful line especially for someone who can't do it. what is it with the love word that is scarily beautiful.

saying "i love you" takes courage.

what if you meet someone today who will turn out to be your "bestest man or woman in the world." however, he/she will always be a friend and nothing more. like he/she is the dream guy/girl who can never walk down the aisle with you because he/she has someone else. what would you do?
...snatch him/her,
take him/her to the altar for his/her dream girl/boy to marry?
love him/her in silence...

what if you love someone but he/she doesn't love you in return?
what would you do?
i will just love him/her for a month or so, just to feel the feeling of loving that someone
turn my back
leave everything behind and move on.

what about having a friend that you can never love
for other women/men he/she is close to perfect
but in some cosmic way you just can't see that in him/her
what would you do?
let time be the best judge
you might find yourself falling for him/her
just wish that it won't be too late,
he/she might find someone else who will love him/her in return

Flashback

It rained all day today!!! Perhaps the sky understands how I feel.

Such weather, it was inevitable to take a nap and steal a snooze. Too long a nap, I slept for hours solid straight instead.

I don't know, perhaps it was the prolonged nap, I woke up with memories of me and my Bhe together on the day I was leaving for home flashing through my mind as though they came alive all over again. I found such flashbacks too hard to bear...was swept away by an avalanche of sadness deep down into the valley of emptiness. My heart ached for his presence a lot..

I don't think I'll ever want to take any naps anymore. Well, at least not for the time being.

Viewfinder

When it starts....love can be the happiest experience a person can have, but it ends...love can be the most painful experience a person can have...
We don't look for love because it's lonely to be watching movies alone,because it's sad to eat meals on your own, because it's sad to cuddle up with someone on rainy days...
We look for love because we wanted to be accepted, for the sloppy way we dress, for the clumsy way we eat our meals, for the bad mood days and for simplicity in us...
Love is an act of acceptance..that with all our imperfections, we are accepted and loved
Mathematically loving someone is not easy as simple algebra...you have to love infinitely without limits...
But learning to let go of someone you love is harder...because the cure cannot derived and simply does not exist....
Too often it's hard to say goodbye...especially when that person really means so much to you..but sometimes we have to say goodbye...not because you didn't care anymore but because you have already loved too much...........
To let go someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back... letting go is not just setting the person free, but also setting yourself free.........
Sometimes I wonder why I feel so in love with you....sometimes i can't help but cry knowing you doesn't feel the way I do..
I'm afraid I can't bear the pain...
To grieve is all I can do...

3 POINTS

I CHANGED...

I have changed, Hope I changed enough; The road is very smooth, But at the same time very rough; I tried on shoes that ended up to fit, But I really never noticed I was really in a pit; I looked up and found you on better ground, There it was my true love has been found; I was climbing trying to get in your range, Feeling so high feeling so strange; Becoming a better person in this world, Making changes for this special person; All that climbing gives me a sigh, For this person I will never die; I made it to the top like I thought I'd never do, I will never die; Because I want to spend this life with you.


LIFE GOES ON...

Life is too short, grudges are a waste of perfect happiness, so laugh when you can, apologize when you should and let go of what you can't change.. Love deeply and forgive quickly, take chances, give everything and have no regrets.. Life is too short to be unhappy you have to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad, love what you got and always remember what you had always forgive but never forget, learn from your mistakes but we should never regret, people change, and things go wrong but you should always remember that life goes on...


IF YOU LOOK INSIDE OF ME...

You would see how much i really cries, you would find so many secrets and lots of lies but what you'll see the most is how hard for me to stay strong when nothing is right and everything is wrong..

Da Mars Code

"In life, I always search for answers because I want to prove myself that I had the right decisions but the truth is, I can't search for what's not there. Things happen because it's meant to happen...That's why I forgive people even if they hurt me, I love people who don't love me, & I smile despite every painful crash in my heart. At the end of the day, the lesson I get are the answers to my decisions." Bitter Reality: "Not all things that I wanted, though I worked hard just to have it, is always meant to be mine. Somehow, I also lose." Sweet Reality: ""But when I lost someone or something, there will come a better one that I surely deserve more than anything...Patience is still a virtue..." *wink -_^ "I really do believe that every one of us can change the world. If enough people do this, we will change the face of the planet. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world…Be cheerful. Strive to be happy." -- marvin@105.9 mix fm

AOB

ok wala lang 'to... walang pasok sa trabaho last friday...hosting job...practice sa play.... atlast, after a long week of stressful stuffs eh makakapag pahinga na ako! anyways, eto immune sa puyatan kc nasanay na eh... mag memorize sana ng lines ko for our play pero bukas nalang (as a part ng pagiging procrastinator) kasi minsan lang ako makapag pahinga... oh ano ba chika ko sa inyo? wala naman bago, ssdd pa rin SAME SHIT DIFFERENT DAY ... maglalaba lang cguro bukas then the rest, maging productive para naman may mapala ako sa buhay hehehe... mahirap kasi pag sabay sabay lahat.. work + bills + stress +extra curricular activities arrghh! pero kinakaya naman... y not? am a superman! bwhahaha... i can stand on my own feet without any support lol... sarap ng ganitong buhay, thrilling and challenging at the same time... samahan mo pa ng pagkatamis tamis na lovelife parang caramel frap with whipped cream on top... isama narin ang mga kengkoy friends... stay up til 1 am sa coffee shop-- kwentuhan walang katapusan pag off sa work or after work... oh yun ang life ko ngaun, i have tons of responsibilities pero can handle naman... at hindi naman me masyado nag wowory ngaun sa buhay buhay kasi wat's the point, there will always be a problem... AND according to my boss, PROBLEMS ARE TO be solve.... oh dba, totoo un, nilalabanan ang problema... hindi ung iiyak ka lang jan sa isang tabi na parang isang basang sisiw kung may problema ka, dude 21st century na! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! maraming mga dumarating na problems but eventually, they will disappear kung marunong ka mag handle... d ka naman kasi dapat nalulungkot kasi d ka naman mutant lol... malungkot pa rin paminsan minsan... masaya me now eh hindi ko lang alam bukas, kasi ung mood ko parang circus paiba iba... i know everything will be fine basta may konting challenge, comedy at katakot takot na excitement samahan na natin ng konting lungkot to make life like a blend of happiness with a hint of sadness as the time goes by... un lang po and many thanks sa mga taong nakakaalala jan!