Join Earth Hour 2009 March 17, 2009
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As I Mature February 28, 2009
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I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes.
I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.
I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better have a big willy or huge boobs.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to others – they are more screwed up than you think.
I’ve learned that you can keep vomitting long after you think you’re finished.
I’ve learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we are celebrities.
I’ve learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades, and there had better be a lot of money to take its place!
I’ve learned that 99% of the time when something isn’t working in your house, one of your kids did it.
I’ve learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away.
Pass this along to 5 friends.. trust me. They’ll appreciate it. Who knows, maybe something good will happen.
If not… tough shit.
Minsan May Isang Puta February 24, 2009
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Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit,
binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa
aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko
nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.
Tara makinig ka muna sa kwento ko, yosi muna tayo.
Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Ang hirap pag
lahat sa iyo virgin eh. Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya
nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di
sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na
foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw ako.
Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko
makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari,
hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung
mga sadistang Hapon at Coño. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot
ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-
sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko.
Parating ang dami naming regalo – may chocolates, yosi, ano ka! May
datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero
pagamit naman ako nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-
inggles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing
mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. ‘Yun nga lang,
lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay
namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami.
Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-
tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay.
P*** ng I**! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik
na akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga ko.
Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang
animal pero ang hirap magsimula. Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap
ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa
utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang
namin.
Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa
Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US,
Europe. ‘Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman
silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.
Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalagayan
namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan
at kayaman na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming
lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng
buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.
Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa
akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako
ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak
ko Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga
anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang
matamasa.
Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga
anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng
pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.
Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi
at naaawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.
Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki
talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na
kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang
puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga
anak. Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko
lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang
lahat para sa kanila.
Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron
pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita
ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na
lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga ng mga
anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit
anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila,
kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.
Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May
malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos
lahat sila galit sa isa’t isa. Walang gusto magtulungan,
naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang
sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital
ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay.
Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala sarili
ko.
Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko.
Isang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na. Natatakot ako sa taong
darating. Ngayon pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng
ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban
naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: “INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN
AKO!”
Sige, dumadrama na ako. Masisira na ang make up ko nito eh. Salamat
ha, pinakinggan mo ako.
Ay sorry, di ko nasabi pangalan ko.
Pilipinas nga pala.
Happy Buddies’ Day! December 22, 2008
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Forward to all your friends, including me. And don’t tell me you’re too
busy for this. Don’t you know the phrase “stop and smell the flowers”?
See how many “bouquets” you end up with!
Happiness keeps You Sweet,
Trials keep You Strong,
Sorrows keep You Human,
Failures keep You Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only God keeps You Going!
You are so special!
Today is ” online buddy day ” . Send this to your online friends – even me , if I’m one of them – and see how many you get today!
Thomas Kinkade Painting December 19, 2008
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Hope the water flows when you get this picture.
READ THE FIRST LINE CAREFULLY. .
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
This is a Thomas Kinkade painting. It’s rumored to carry a miracle!
The water is supposed to be running, so if it’s not moving then the picture
didn’t come through entirely.
They say if you pass this on, you will receive a miracle.
I am passing this on because I thought it was really pretty,
and who couldn’t use a miracle?!
The Interview December 16, 2008
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No matter what you believe, this is beautiful
Send this on …..it is worth the 45 seconds
please click on: The interview
Coffee and Life June 9, 2008
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A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
“If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other’s cups.
Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn’t change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.”
So, don’t let the cups drive you… enjoy the coffee instead.
Lesson Learned: Don’t adore the expensive cups rather enjoy the taste of coffee.
7 Reasons Not To Mess With A Child June 7, 2008
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A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, “When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah.”
The teacher asked, ” What if Jonah went to hell?”
The little girl replied, “Then you ask him”.
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child’s work.
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, “I’m drawing God.”
The teacher paused and said, “But no one knows what God looks like.”
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, “They will in a minute.”
A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds After explaining the commandment to “honor” thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, “Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?”
Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, “Thou shall not kill.”
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?”
Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, “Momma, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?”
The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
“Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, ‘There’s Jennifer, she’s a lawyer,’ or ‘That’s Michael, he’s a doctor.’
A small voice at the back of the room rang out,”And there’s the teacher, she’s dead. “
A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, “Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the
face..” “Yes,” the class said.
“Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn’t run into my feet?” A little fellow shouted, “Cause your feet ain’t empty.”
The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples.
The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray: “Take only ONE. God is watching.”
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. A child had written a note, “Take all you want – God is watching the apples.
It doesn’t matter how many people you send this to, just remember if it made you laugh, your friends will laugh too!
Jesus in the Obituaries June 5, 2008
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The Brick June 4, 2008
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A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down
when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver
then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against
a parked car shouting, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?” The young boy was apologetic. “Please, mister…please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,” He pleaded. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop…” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. “It’s my brother, “he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”
Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. “Thank you and may God bless you,” the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: “Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!” God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It’s our choice to listen or not.
Thought for the Day:
If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.
If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.
He sends you flowers every spring.
He sends you a sunrise every morning Face it, friend – He is crazy about you!
Send this to every “beautiful person” you wish to bless.
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
Read this line very slowly and let it sink in…
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Pass this message to seven people except you and me.
You will receive a miracle tomorrow (just do it)!
