Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Can I have this dance?
♥♥♥It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we doAnd with every step together, we just keep on getting betterSo can I have this dance, Can I have this dance?♥♥♥
Ganun talaga, wala kang magagawa..
"I'm the one who has taking pictures of you for a long time, The memories we have gathered around for years, And maybe you have them somewhere in a corner in your mind, But deep down in your eyes, I see them slowly fading away, Out of your mind.."-Wala lang, this quote somehow strikes me inside..I know some people change and I fear it to happen, but now I can sense my fear coming into life..Yah, people do change and I'm not an exception..
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
A message from Someone I love :)
Hi! Kumusta ka na? Mahal na mahal kita! Wag mo sanang kakalimutan yan. :) Lagi ako nandito para sa'yo..kaya kausapin mo sana ako lagi. Handa akong tulungan ka..kung papayagan mo ako. :)
Kapag may problema ka, nandito lang ako handang makinig sa mga problema mo. Basta follow mo lang ako..hehe..Wag mo na lang isipin yung mga tao na walang ginawa kundi hilahin ka pababa..dahil ako ang bahala sa'yo. Mahalin mo lang ang sarili mo..pati na yung mga kaibigan mo at ang pamilya mo.:)
Wag ka magbabago ahh..kasi mahal na mahal kita! AKIN KA LANG AHH! Wag mo akong iiwan..Kaya kong ibigay sa'yo ang lahat..pasasayahin kita ng sobra-sobra at mamahalin kita habang-buhay..Handa kong ibigay sayo ang lahat pati ang BUHAY KO..sundan mo lang ako.
Sobrang mahal na mahal kita! MAHAL NA MAHAL.. :)
Nagmamahal,
JESUS.
Kapag may problema ka, nandito lang ako handang makinig sa mga problema mo. Basta follow mo lang ako..hehe..Wag mo na lang isipin yung mga tao na walang ginawa kundi hilahin ka pababa..dahil ako ang bahala sa'yo. Mahalin mo lang ang sarili mo..pati na yung mga kaibigan mo at ang pamilya mo.:)
Wag ka magbabago ahh..kasi mahal na mahal kita! AKIN KA LANG AHH! Wag mo akong iiwan..Kaya kong ibigay sa'yo ang lahat..pasasayahin kita ng sobra-sobra at mamahalin kita habang-buhay..Handa kong ibigay sayo ang lahat pati ang BUHAY KO..sundan mo lang ako.
Sobrang mahal na mahal kita! MAHAL NA MAHAL.. :)
Nagmamahal,
JESUS.
Dear Parents..
Yes. We hate to be compared to others especially if they are better than us. You don't know but you hurt our ego and it's damaging our self-worth. We are not perfect but we have our own unique qualities that others simply don't have. So please, accept us for who we are.. :)
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Finally, I'm done reading this and I so love this!! I can see myself in Charlie..being a wallflower is not that bad as long as you participate.. :)
Sunday, May 22, 2011
If I were a boy, I would do this whenever she feel like this..
She said that she wanted to get high. I took her to the tallest hill in town.
She said that she wanted to stay up all night and drink. I gave her a 12 pack of caffeinated Pepsi and said "drink up."
She said that she wanted to shoot herself in the face. I gave her a water gun, put her finger on the trigger, aimed it at her face, and helped her pull the trigger.
She said that she wanted to cut herself. I took a Polaroid of her, handed it to her along with scissors, and had her cut it up.
She said that she wanted to see her blood. I took her to get her ears pierced.
She said that she wanted to cry herself to sleep. I had her watch a sad, romantic movie before bed.
She said that she wanted to be alone. I gave her a name tag that said "My name is: Alone."
She said that she wanted to have someone there to take care of her, always. I asked when I wasn't.
She said that she wanted to stay up all night and drink. I gave her a 12 pack of caffeinated Pepsi and said "drink up."
She said that she wanted to shoot herself in the face. I gave her a water gun, put her finger on the trigger, aimed it at her face, and helped her pull the trigger.
She said that she wanted to cut herself. I took a Polaroid of her, handed it to her along with scissors, and had her cut it up.
She said that she wanted to see her blood. I took her to get her ears pierced.
She said that she wanted to cry herself to sleep. I had her watch a sad, romantic movie before bed.
She said that she wanted to be alone. I gave her a name tag that said "My name is: Alone."
She said that she wanted to have someone there to take care of her, always. I asked when I wasn't.
Crush ko daw??
-Haha..Nope. Si Logan Leerman pala siya. Nacucute'an lang ako sa kanya..Hmmm, siya rin kasi ang magpoportrait ng character na si Charlie (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)na protagonist sa librong binabasa ko ngayon..Wala lang..Share ko lang.. :)
Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
UNSEEN HEARTS
Linda British literally gave herself away. Linda was an outstanding teacher who felt that if she had time, she would like to create great art and poetry. When she was 28, however, she began to get severe headaches. Her doctors discovered she had an enormous brain tumor. They told her that her chances of surviving the operation were about 2 percent. Therefore, rather than operate immediately, they chose to wait for six months.
She knew she had great artistry in her. So during those six months, she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold in some of the leading galleries.
She knew she had great artistry in her. So during those six months she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold at some of the leading galleries.new she had great artistry in her. So during those six months she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold at some of the leading galleries.
She knew she had great artistry in her. So during those six months, she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold in some of the leading galleries.
She knew she had great artistry in her. So during those six months she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold at some of the leading galleries.new she had great artistry in her. So during those six months she wrote and drew feverishly. All of her poetry, except one piece, was published in magazines. All of her art, except one piece, was shown and sold at some of the leading galleries.
At the end of six months, she had the operation. The night before the operation, she decided to literally give herself away. In case of her death, she wrote a "will," in which she donated all of her body parts to those who needed them more than she would.
Unfortunately, Linda's operation was fatal. Subsequently, her eyes went to an eye bank in Bethesda, Maryland, and from there to a recipient in South Carolina. A young man, age 28, went from darkness to sight. That young man was so profoundly grateful that he wrote to the eye bank thanking them for existing. It was only the second "thank you" that the eye bank had received after giving out in excess of 30,000 eyes!
Furthermore, he said he wanted to thank the parents of the donor. They must indeed be magnificent folks to have a child who would give away her eyes. He was given the name of the Birtish family and he decided to fly to see them on Staten Island. He arrived unannounced and rang the doorbell. After hearing his introduction, Mrs. Birtish reached out and embraced him. She said, "Young man, if you've got nowhere to go, my husband and I would love for you to spend your weekend with us."
He stayed, and as he was looking around Linda's room, he saw that she'd read Plato. He'd read Plato in Braille. She'd read Hegel. He'd read Hegel in Braille. The next morning Mrs. Birtish was looking at him and said, "You know, I'm sure I've seen you somewhere before, but I don't know where."
All of a sudden she remembered. She ran upstairs and pulled out the last picture Linda had ever drawn. It was a portrait of her ideal man. The picture was virtually identical to this young man who had received Linda's eyes. Then her mother read the last poem Linda had written on her deathbed. It read:
Two hearts passing in the night
falling in love never able to gain each other's sight.
falling in love never able to gain each other's sight.
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