My dreamland
Everybody have their own wishes. They say don’t be afraid to dream because dreaming is free. Well I believe it is absolutely true. Nobody can stop anyone from dreaming. It is where they try to change their reality, a place where nobody can judge them, A world where they are the Star of their own movie. 
When I was a kid, I remember I would dream that I am a supermodel and to be Hollywood actress. Walking in that catwalk and there are flashes of lights, everybody is clapping at me and cheering and on that same crowd, some girls would just simply envy me. This my dream, and in this dream I am the Star. Or dreaming to be walking on that red carpet during OSCAR Award. Paparazzi is everywhere and trying to get my picture and an ambush interview. And sometimes I would dream that I am princess living in a castle. I got everything I need there. I don’t need to worry. Gosh, it is just so nice to dream…
As I mature, my dreams and wishes changes as well. Something more achievable, close to reality. My childhood dream is just way impossible to achieve since I know supermodels are tall and I am not. 
But I would like to share to you what are my dreams now…
My ‘own’ house. Everybody I think does want to have their own home. But I would love to have this kind of house. Very cute huh?! I wonder if how much should I save to be able to have this kind of house. Very close to what I was dreaming when I was a kid which is “Fairyland”.
Drive a fancy car. Of course I would love to ride that kind of car aight? Who wouldn’t want to have that car? Drive around the city and basically have a car to take me to the place I want to see. It may not be exactly this very expensive car but maybe a simple but nice SUV or car would do. A RAV4, CRV or the likes will do
Travel around the world. Well another dream that I am starting to achieve now. Been to few countries now and I am aiming to visit and see more. But of course my dream travel would be around European countries. I would love to see Venice, Prague, Rome, France, Italy, Romania and the likes. I love to watch Samantha Brown at Travel and Living channel. I love to watch Ian Wright, his wacky side just simply amazed me with his show Globe Trekker. Another Travel host that I love is Anthony Bourdain where he visits overseas countries, cities worldwide, and places within the US, where hosts treat him to local culture and cuisine.
Own business. Been saving for this one now. I know some of you will say, try to buy a house first. But for me I would rather have my own business first. Because if the business is already stable, then I could start planning my own house right? I would like to have even just a food cart in a mall. I will start first with small business. Or I would want to start buying some PX goods like those from Hong Kong, China, US, Malaysia, Thailand and sell it here which I think is a good business too. My sister has her own resto and computer shop already, given to her by her husband. But I would want to have those kind of business in the future so I would need to work double time. I know, I can start a small business by next year.
And lastly, a happy family of my own. I would like to strive hard and have a comfortable life for my family. I think this is the most simplest wish but the hardest one to achieve. I wish to wake up each morning with Ouchies, I wish I could take away all those pains. But I know I cannot simply take that away. Everytime I try to be near you, you just simply push me away. You would want me to be happy that is what you always say but you also know it is only you who can me feel happy. I just simply wish that “You are mine”…
Love your job
Yesterday, I was asked by my boss if I know what happened to a friend of mine who transferred to another client who is also our client. I am not updated with what happened so I told him no. I told him what I know which this friend of mine told us, that he is going to Australia for business trip and I told my boss that was like three week ago.
And he told me, “He isn’t connected with that company anymore”. I was so surprised with what I have heard. Because before my friend left our company, he told me that he is seeing himself to be with this new company in the next 7 years or so.. But how come he was with them only for less than a month and now he is leaving them.. Did he really leave them or something went wrong.
I remember when we was with our company, he has a lot of complain and honestly I also have complains but not that major that I would want to leave our company.
He would always complain about workload and the likes but I think he also have point why. But what I can’t understand that we are not always loaded and work comes to their department very rare.
So now he got this job, his salary was doubled and he got a lot more perks there. He got his own office and he got people to man just like what he always complains. He used to be an Assistant Manager here but he whines about not having people to lead. I think it is not necessary for their department since their projects is not as frequent as we do in our team.
And so he already got this job offer, we asked him more than twice if he is sure about it. Oh by the way, he
just got out from military service and our company is his first corporate job. Given with what he used to get while he was with the military service, our compensation is thrice of his income there. And now he got this job offer from our client, everything is doubled up and he is very eager to move.
I see myself in him. When I first got my job with this large and very well known multinational consumer and pharmaceutical company. I was very curious what is it out there for me. I was not contented with what I am getting and the days I spent answering those phone calls dreaded me. So like my friend, I look for another company.
My friend is a family man, when he decided to signed that contract, he made already advance plans. Like moving his kids to some prestigious school. I can’t blame him, his salary is enough to send two children in that kind of school. Moving his entire family from province to Manila. But now it will just remain as plan and nothing will be materialized unless he finds new job with the same salary range.
I guess contentment with what we have and being appreciative is the key. We need to learn to love our job, in fact everything we have. We need to learn to be appreciate even the simplest thing we have. Because we will never know until when we will be blessed with those things.
Some people whine and complain how hard their job is, but they didn’t realize they are still more lucky because they got the job. There will be a lot of people who would love to trade their place with what we have now. They are trying so hard to find job to be able to have a monthly income and now we our job and yet we keep on whining. Why? Because we do not how to appreciate things that we have.
Very ironic, I would also want to quit my job but I think it is God’s sign that I need to hold on. And last night, I evaluate things that I have specially my job. I realized, I love my job and with my 8 jobs (this is my 8), I only have 2 jobs that I would say I love the most, my very first job and this my current job. It is just too bad my friend have to lose his job first before I appreciate my job now.
Thanks to him
Tawi-Tawi
Tawi-Tawi is an island province of the Philippines located in the Autonomous Region in Muslim Mindanao (ARMM). The capital of Tawi-Tawi is Bongao. The province is the southernmost of the country sharing sea borders with the Malaysian State of Sabah and the Indonesian Kalimantan province. To the northeast lies the province of Sulu and to the west is Sabah in Malaysia. Tawi-Tawi also covers some islands in the Sulu Sea to the northwest, the Cagayan de Tawi-Tawi Island and the Turtle Islands, just 20 kilometers away from Sabah.
This is I think an undiscovered beauty in our country. Due to a lot of terrorism going on the South of our country, this province I think will never be discovered. Why? Because tourist will never risk sailing going to this beautiful island. However, below are some photos to show how breath-taking this province is…
Tawi-Tawi Airport – Sanga-Sanga Airport also known as Tawi-Tawi Airport, is an airport serving the general area of Bongao, the capital of the province of Tawi-Tawi in the Philippines. The airport is classified as a secondary airport, or a minor commercial airport by the Air Transportation Office, a body of the Department of Transportation and Communications that is responsible for the operations of not only this airport but also of all other airports in the Philippines except the major international airports. It is not an international airport, contrary to its classification by the Tawi-Tawi provincial government.
Tawi-Tawi Provincial Capitol – It is built at an elevated ground at the foot of Bongao Peak facing the commercial center of the capital town of Bongao. A 270 degrees bird’s eye view of the town that extends up to the neighboring islands is just plainly awesome.
The building is of Muslim architecture with its prominent mosque dome majestically crowned atop the building like a headress.
Statue found in downtown in Tawi-Tawi
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi -Before the armed rebellion of the MNLF in the early 1970s, Bongao is merely a backwater village ruled by the prominent noble Halun family, who used to own about 3/4 of the island. The capital of the province is Bato-Bato in the mainland situated in a cove with deep waters suited for anchors of the Philippine Navy. At the height of the armmed rebellion and fearing that the provincial capitol might be overrun, the government transferred it to Bongao. The white-washed, Taj Mahal-inspired provincial capitol building is located on a hill overlooking the bay and the whole town to the North of the Island against the backdrop of Mount Kabugan and the famous Bud Bongao (Bongao Peak).
Bongao Peak -Bongao Peak is the welcoming view to those coming to Tawi-tawi as it slowly towers above upon approaching the island. The peak juts out at the center of the island giving a towering presence as if watching over you as you go around the circumferential road of the island touring the whole place.
Towering with a prominent vertical cliff on its north side, the peak is a protected monkey sanctuary in the capital town of Bongao. A natural watchtower provides a view of the expanse of sea and the string of islands of Tawi-tawi. Climbing this peak takes about 2 hours on an easy relaxing pace.
After which we went to Mapun Island. Mapun is a remote municipality in the province of Tawi-Tawi, Philippines.Mapun (formerly Cagayan de Tawi-Tawi and Cagayan de Sulu) is a small island in Tawi-Tawi. The people inhabiting the island are known as Jama Mapun or “people of Mapun”. Their dialect is Pullun Mapun, which means “Mapun dialect”.
The Jama Mapun are friendly, peace-loving people. Majority of them are Muslims although there are some who are Catholics and Seventh Day Adventists. However, there is no tension between them because of the difference in their religion. In fact, they have been living in harmony for many years already.
Don’t have much photos for Mapun, the travel time going there is very very tiresome. 72 hours in Jolo Strait coming from Zamboanga. And the boat there goes only once a week. Chances are of going home back to Bongao if ever is… “Pray that the sea is calm. If there is a gigantic wave, most likely, you will wait for the next nice season to sail” 
Till next trip….
Marriage
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The
woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is
holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair
was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her.For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of
intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
Moral Lesson:
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah.. blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for
each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
“I will keep a smile on my face and in my heart even when it hurts today. I know that the world is a looking glass and gives back to me the reflection of my own soul. Now I understand the secret of correcting the attitude of others and that is to correct my own.
Giving tree
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by. The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
“Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.”
“Sorry, but I don’t have money. But you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.
The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Come and play with me” the tree said.
“I don’t have time to play. I have to work for family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”
“Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said. The boy said, “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”
“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you.” the tree said.
“I don’t have teeth to bite.” the boy replied.
“No more trunk for you to climb on.”
“I am too old for that now.” the boy said.
“I really can’t give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots.” the tree said with tears.
“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years.” the boy replied.
“Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, come sit down with me and rest.”
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
Lessons to Learn From Heart Touching Story:
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grew up, we left them, only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents. So Respect Parents and help them when they really need you, Love them, Take care of them.
American Boy
Just another one champion sound
Me and Estelle about to get down
Who the hottest in the world right now.
Just touched down in London town.
Bet they give me a pound.
Tell them put the money in my hand right now.
Tell the promoter we need more seats,
We just sold out all the floor seats
Estelle:
Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day.
Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA.
I really want to come kick it with you.
You’ll be my American Boy.
He said Hey Sister.
It’s really really nice to meet ya.
I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who’s just my type.
I like the way he’s speaking his confidence is peaking.
Don’t like his baggy jeans but Ima like what’s underneath them.
And no I aint been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits. First let’s see the west end.
I’ll show you to my bedroom.
I’m liking this American Boy. American Boy
Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day
Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA.
I really want to come kick it with you.
You’ll be my American Boy, American Boy.
Can we get away this weekend.
Take me to Broadway.
Let’s go shopping baby then we’ll go to a Café.
Let’s go on the subway.
Take me to your hood.
I neva been to Brooklyn and I’d like to see what’s good.
Dressed in all your fancy clothes.
Sneaker’s looking Fresh to Death I’m lovin those Shell Toes.
Walkin that walk.
Talk that slick talk.
I’m likin this American Boy. American Boy.
Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day.
Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA.
I really want to come kick it with you.
You’ll be my American Boy
Kanye West:
Who killin em in the UK.
Everybody gonna say you K,
Reluctantly, because most of this press don’t f**k wit me.
Estelle once said to me, cool down down
Don’t act a fool now now.
I always act a fool oww oww.
Aint nothing new now now.
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
Ribena I know what you’re drinkin.
Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you’re blinkin.
What’s you’re persona.
About this Americana?
Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer.
Dressed smart like a London Bloke.
Before he speak his suit bespoke.
And you thought he was cute before.
Look at this P Coat, Tell me he’s broke.
And I know you’re not into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that CAAASH.
Cuz a lot WAGs want to hear it.
And I’m feelin like Mike at his Baddest.
The Pimps at their Gladist.
And I know they love it.
So to hell with all that rubbish
Estelle:
Would you be my love, my love.
Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine
Could you be my love, my love.
Would you be my American Boy. American Boy
Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go some day
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay.
I really want to come kick it with you.
You’ll be my American Boy, American Boy.
The Fence
There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper to hammer a nail in the back fence.
The first day the boy had driven thirty-seven nails into the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence
Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out a nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When we say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.”
The moral lesson of the story:
Before saying things when we are angry, we need to make sure that we cool down our heads first. Why? We might say something that we will regret later on. We cannot take back what we have said, and even if we are being forgiven with what we have said, still it will leave them a scar that will remind them that we have once hurt them.
“Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy.”-Isaac Newton
I am staying
Trust me when I said I have never met anyone like you. I have been through this before. Having to decide whether I should let go or stay as I am. I have never cared how people will look, how people will think. Because to me YOU are the most important thing that matters now. People can lie, people can try, people can hurt, they can try to imitate me as much as they want, say whatever they want, do whatever they want. I DON’T CARE, because I know that we are different. We are strong. And each time stronger than ever! And my decision? I’m telling the world now… I’M HAPPY LIKE THIS! And I’M HAPPY WITH YOU!!! NO ONE CAN EVER CHANGE THAT EXCEPT US!!! US! To hell with the world I DON’T CARE!!! I AM STAYING WITH YOU TILL THE DAY YOU SAY NO TO ME!!
Mr. Nice Guy
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003
Maria
I have first heard this song from the movie 200 lbs. Beauty.. And honestly I love this song a lot. Here is the Korean version:
Singer: Kim Ah Jung
cha chigum shija-khae
chogum-sshwil ttokob-ke
uhh… turyowo-hajima
pyolchyojin nunape
cho tae-yangi ki-reul bichwo
uhh… chol-tae-momchujima
Maria ave Maria
cho hwim-kurum kkeut-kaji nara
Maria ave Maria
gochin-paddowin sang-gwa-nobshi
cha chigum shija-khae
chogum-sshwil ttokob-ke
uhh… chol-tae-momchujima
Maria ave Maria
cho hwim-kurum kkeut-kaji nara
maria ave maria
gochin-paddowin sang-gwa-nobshi
Maria
mamchwo-borin shim-jang chon-chega
koncha-bulsu-ob-shi ttwi-yo-wa
(Repeat 2x) Maria ave Maria
cho hwim-kurum kkeut-kaji nara
Maria ave Maria
chojin-paddowin sang-gwa-nobshi
And now here is the English Version:
She moves like she don’t care
Smooth as silk
Cool as air
Oooh it makes you wanna’ cry
She doesn’t know your name and your heart beats like a subway train
Oooh it makes you wanna’ die
Oooh don’t you wanna’ take her?
Wanna’ make her all your own?
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
I’ve seen this thing before
In my best friends and the boy next door
Fool for love and full of fire
Won’t come in from the rain
She’s oceans running down the drain
Blue as ice and desire
Don’t you wanna’ make her?
Oooh don’t you wanna’ take her home?
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Oooh don’t you wanna’ break her?
Oooh don’t you wanna’ take her home?
She walks like she don’t care
You wanna’ take her everywhere
Oooh it makes you wanna cry
She’s like a millionaire
Walking on imported air
Oooh it makes you wanna’ die
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Latina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Maria
You’ve gotta see her
Go insane and out of your mind
Regina
Ave Maria
A million and one candlelight’s
Tarlac
While we had our vacation at Clark, Pampanga, we have decided to try and see this new restaurant there. I saw this restaurant one morning while I am on my way to work.
So we headed from Pampanga to Tarlac, to see and experience this unique restaurant by ourselves. The following pictures will show you how great this restaurant is. Not just their place but as well their gimmicks, foods and their friendly crews.
Front of Isdaan Village at Gerona, Tarlac.Gerona is one of the 17 towns of the province of Tarlac. It is bounded on the north by Paniqui; on the east by the Pura; on the south by Tarlac City (the provincial capital); and on the west by Santa Ignacia. The town is 73 km. from San Fernando City, the regional center; 50 km from Clark Special Economic Zone in Angeles City; and 139 km north of Metro Manila.
The floating restaurant, like a small village at daylight.
The floating restaurant, like a small village at night.
Yes, these Coy fish swim beneath the floating restaurant. However, I was surprised that they also eat sisig. Yeah I know I shouldn’t be feeding them with pork but with their sizes, I am sure they can still digest it.
The other things you can see at Isdaan Village are these huge statues. Very tribal isn’t it.
You can wish on this hand.. They believe that it will come true.
One of their game. You have to cross this 3 inches wide bridge with a bucket of water. There are huge shells along the way and to add it up, the water that will hit you. Once you cross this bridge and will be able to go back, you will win one bucket of Fish for free.. But if you fail, you will fall in this 10 feet deep water..
They call this game Ungoy-Ungoyan.. (Monkey-Monkey). When you pass these five monkey without getting wet, you will also win I pail of fish. This is a two player game. The other one, waiting to get wet in front of those monkeys and the other one, trying to figure out which bulb is connected to those monkey and try to avoid it. There were like 20 water faucet to choose from so be very careful. Like when we played this one, my partner got wet. Ooops. Sorry!
They said when you wish here, it will be granted.. Hmm… I hope I actually wish though.
Your babies can ride with them.. I didn’t know sheep can be used as transport now
And most of all, their main attraction, the Taksiapo wall. Here you can throw plates, TV, glasses, name it they have it. Whenever you eat at their resto, depends on how much, they will give you free plates to break. Yeah, you will experience this break the plates in this place.
Until my next travel..
Wait for you
I never felt nothing in the world like this before
Now I’m missing you and I’m wishing you would come back through my door
Why did you have to go?
You could have let me know; so now I’m all alone
Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn’t give me a chance
With you not around it’s a little bit more than I can stand
And all my tears they keep runnin’ down my face
Why did you turn away?
So why does your pride make you run and hide
Are you that afraid of me?
But I know it’s a lie what you keep inside
This is not how you want it to be
So baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life
Baby I will wait for you
If you think I find it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you
Been a long time since you called me
(How could you forget about me)
You gotta be feeling crazy
How can you walk away
(When) Everything stays the same
I just can’t do it baby
What will it take to make you come back
Girl I told you what it is and it just ain’t like that
Why can’t you look at me?
You’re still in love with me
Don’t leave me crying
Baby why can’t we just start all over again
Get it back to the way it was
If you give me a chance I can love you right
But you’re telling me it won’t be enough
So baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life
Baby I will wait for you
If you think I find it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you
So why does your pride make you run and hide
Are you that afraid of me?
But I know it’s a lie what you’re keeping inside
That is not how you want it to be
Baby I will wait for you
Baby I will wait for you
If it’s the last thing I do
Baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life
Baby I will wait for you
If you think I find it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you
I’ll be waiting …
The Lost Son
“A young widower, who loved his five year old son very much, was away on business when bandits came who burned down the whole village and took his son away. When the man returned, he saw the ruins and panicked. The took the burnt corpse of an infant to be his son and cried uncontrollably. He organised a cremation ceremony, collected the ashes and put them in a beautiful little bag which he always kept with him.
Soon afterwards, his real son escaped from the bandits and found his way home. He arrived at his father’s new cottage at midnight and knocked at the door. The father, still grieving asked: “Who is it?” The child answered, it is me papa, open the door!” But in his agitated state of mind, convinced his son was dead, the father thought that some young boy was making fun of him. He shouted: “Go away,” and continued to cry. After some time, the child left. Father and son never saw each other again.”
After this story, the Buddha said: “Sometime, somewhere, you take something to be the truth. If you cling to it so much, even when the truth comes in person and knocks on your door, you will not open it.”
Moral Lesson:
Not all we believe that is true is in fact true. Sometimes, we have to learn to gauge whether it is a fact or just something we only believe. The more we try to hold on to our own belief only without giving a room for possibility that what we currently believe is not right and as a result, we overlooked the truth we are looking for.
Learn to listen to others and be open minded.
Sssshhh…
Last Thursday, on my way home from work. I was so sleepy. I was hoping to catch at least an hour sleep on my trip. Then I rode this bus and sat on the third lane from the last row. I was so happy because the bus didn’t have their usual T.V. on nor any radio. And all of the passengers were really quiet. That I am starting to think, oh yeah, they also want to sleep.
So as I start to take a nap, there was three college students at the back who talk as if they are the only people inside the bus. I tried to ignore it but their voices are really loud to make everyone stay awake. It is perfectly okay if they are riding a cab and they are the only people to hear their nonsense topic.
And here it goes:
Girl One: Where are you planning to celebrate your debut?
Girl Two: We are planning to celebrate it at Villa Ocampo.
Boy: Villa Ocampo. Tito ko yung may- ari nun eh. (Villa Ocampo? My uncle is the owner of that place.) – Duh!, so that means he isn’t your uncle or any sort. And I don’t think you can even ask for discount since he last saw you when you were six. I wonder if he can still even remember you.
Girl One: Oh I see, maybe you could give Girl Two a discount.
Girl Two: Oo nga, baka naman pwede discount. (Yes, maybe you could ask for a discount.)
Girl One: Paano mo sya naging tito? (How did he became your tito?)
Boy: He is the godfather of my parents in their wedding. The owner is Jun Ocampo, and I last saw him when I was six ..
And their conversation went on, having this stupid ideas about the theme of her debut. Like wearing this very first dress worn by Filipinos during Spanish era to the attire worn by our ancestal Aetas.
Filipina fashion style during Spanish era
Loincloth or Bahag. Used by our first ancestors.
I wonder who would want to have this theme for their debut though. Maybe they are trying to impress other people but gosh, I am not impressed at all. I find them ridiculous.
Girl Two: Boy, alam mo I like this boy and he is making paramdam to me. (Boy, I like this boy and I think he is showing me some interest.)
Boy: Really?
Girl Two: Yes, and I think he will make iwan to his girlfriend. I am sure, he will do that kasi I am more pretty. ( Yes, I think he will leave his girlfriend. I am sure he will do that coz I am more pretty)
When I saw the girl two, geez, I am chubby I wont exchange my face with her. And number two reason why I am so irritated, if they want to speak in English, just speak in English, don’t do it in Tag-lish way (tagalog-english). If they want to sound like elite, they should avoid using this kind of lingo and the fact it doesn’t fit her face as well. Duh! I am so so irritated already coz I can’t get my sleep and even the old lady beside me started to complain.
Girl One: (She just keeps on pretending to the echo of Girl two using baby talks. Which I think doesn’t fit her face as well. Gosh, why they have to try to impress other people around, where in fact we find them all stupid already.
Girl Two to boy: Can I have an alcoholic drink?
Boy: The only thing I can give you is screwdriver.
Girl Two: Okay better than nothing.
Girl one: Gosh, I don’t know if I can take those kinds of wine. - Hello!!! Screwdriver is not a wine you moron. It is a mixed drinks!
And so my sacrifice of listening to their stupid conversation lasted till I reach the bus stop outside our village. I wish next time, these people will learn the word “respect”. They are in a public transport and as much as possible they should lower down their voice. They are trying to impress? Where in fact they are not impressing us, but rather irritating us.
Oh well, I think I will always encounter those kind of people everyday and everywhere.
The horse who wanted more beauty
A cosmic god had a horse. The horse was beautiful and also it had many good qualities. But it wanted to be more perfect in every way. It especially wanted to become beauty unparalleled.
One day the horse said to the cosmic god, “0 Lord, you have given me beauty. You have given me other good qualities. I am so grateful to you. But how I wish you could make me more beautiful. I would be extremely, extremely grateful if you could make me more beautiful.”
The cosmic god said, “I am more than ready to make you more beautiful. Tell me in what way you want to be changed.”
The horse said, “It seems to me that I am not well proportioned. My neck is too short. If you can make my neck a little longer, my upper body will be infinitely more beautiful. And if you can make my legs much longer
and thinner, then I will look infinitely more beautiful in my lower body.”The cosmic god said, “Amen” Then immediately he made a camel appear in place of the horse. The horse was so disheartened that it started to cry, “0 Lord, I wanted to become more beautiful. In what way is this kind of outer form more beautiful?”
The cosmic god said, “This is exactly what you asked for. You have become a camel.”
The horse cried, “Oh no, I do not want to become a camel I wish to remain a horse. As a horse, everybody appreciated my good qualities. Nobody will appreciate me as a camel.”
The cosmic god said, “Never try to achieve or receive more than I have given you. If you want to lead a desire-life, then at every moment you will want more and more. But you have no idea what the outcome will be. If you cry for a longer neck and legs, this is what will happen. Each thing in my creation has its own good qualities. The camel is not as beautiful as you are, but it carries heavy loads and has a tremendous sense of responsibility.
This is a very good example of being contented on what we have and what are given to us. Sometimes, we would always ask for more and we forget that each one of us is created to be unique from others. We cannot wish to be like someone and try to change everything about us. Remember it is only us who can play ourselves best except our own.
A glass of milk
One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water.
She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, “How much do I owe you?”
“You don’t owe me anything,” she replied. “Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness.”
He said….. “Then I thank you from my heart.” As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.
Year’s later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the nameof the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room.
Dressed in his doctor’s gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the case.
After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval.
He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill.
She read these words…..
“Paid in full with one glass of milk”
(Signed)
Dr. Howard KellyTears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: “Thank You, God, that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands.”
Moral lessons:
~ Constantly reach out and meet new people and reconnect with old acquaintences
~ Help others whenever you are presented with an opportunity
~ Don’t approach relationships or interactions looking for what is in it for you (often it’s not there or obvious)
~ Commit random acts of kindness
~ Realize people are fair, helpful and good if given a chance
~ Do no evil (as Google, ironically, says)
Iya dire sa Cebu!
Oh well I almost forgot to upload some pictures during 5 day trip to Cebu. It was actually a business trip but I don’t think it was a work related trip though. I remember the line for Enya’s song “Oronico flow”. It mentioned the name of this province. I wonder if she was ever been to this province.
From Bissau to Palau – in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali – far beneath the Coral Sea.
See in this stanza if you will listen to the video above, it mentions the name of this province. I wonder did she even visited Philippines before. Enya is one of my favorite singer. Believe it or not!Often called the “Queen City of the South” and the Seat of Christianity in the Philippines, Cebu is the country’s oldest city. Exploring Cebu City, one encounters a rich historic past. Cebuanos are extremely proud of their cultural and historical heritage, a legacy which has endured thru the centuries from the time the great explorer Ferdinand Magellan first planted the cross on Cebu’s shore.
On April 8, 1521 Ferdinand Magellan arrived in Cebu and discovered the island for the Europeans thus opening a route that would be followed by sea traders until today. Magellan planted a cross in the island that would become Cebu’s most famous landmark.
Anyways, below are some pictures we took while we are in Cebu.
We arrived at Mactan Airport around 10 a.m. We are really excited to go to the hotel.
Yeah, we stayed at Waterfront Lahug. Very nice hotel.. I just simply love it.
View from my room.
The Garden.
This the painting on their ceiling. Very creative. You will also see an old globe painting there showing where is Philippines there. Before it was known as Filipinas, named after the King of Spain, King Felipe.
Our client posing outside the hotel.
Magellan’s Cross.Magellan’s Cross is a Christian cross planted by Portuguese and Spanish explorers as ordered by Ferdinand Magellan upon arriving in Cebu in the Philippines on April 21, 1521.
This cross is housed in a small chapel next to the Basilica Minore del Santo Niño on Magallanes Street (Magallanes being the Spanish name of Magellan), just in front of the city hall of Cebu City. A sign below the cross claims that the original cross is encased inside the wooden cross that is found in the center of this chapel. This is to protect the original cross from people who chipped away parts of the cross for sourvenir purposes or in the belief that the cross possesses miraculous powers. Some people, however, believe that the original cross had been destroyed or had disappeared after Magellan’s death, and the cross is a replica that was planted there by the Spaniards after they successfully colonized the Philippines.
Magellan’s Cross is a symbol of Cebu City and the chapel’s image can be found in its city seal. It is also seen as the symbol of Roman Catholicism in the Philippines.
Colon Street. Known as the oldest street in the Philippines, Colon Street was built by the Spaniards during the time of Miguel Lopez de Legaspi. Named after Cristobal Colon (Christopher Columbus), it is the heart of downtown Cebu, a glittering area by night lined with movie houses, restaurants, department stores, and other business establishments.
Fort San Pedro. Close to the Pier Area in Cebu City you will find the historic Fort San Pedro. It was founded by the Spaniards after they have settled in Cebu and its ancient walls have endured until today. Nowadays it hosts a museum which offers insight into the old times. You can walk through the wide attached park and have a look over to the piers to watch incoming ships like the Spaniards used to do over the centuries.
Taoist Temple. Located at Beverly Hills in Cebu City, on of the areas where the more wealthy people choose to live, the Taoist Temple overlooks the whole City Area and beyond. Even Mactan Island is clearly visible from there. As it is a bit elevated the air is fresher and you are above the city smog. This temple preserve the teachings of Lao-Tse the 600 B.C Chinese philosopher. People come from far to request a view into the future by the monks. In any case its a place to mediate and to relax.
