MARRY YOU

We're looking for something dumb to do. Hey baby, I think I wanna

last song syndrome >.<

Waiting for bulilai

d2 na me. wer na u?

bilisan mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo lai!

Heart at Work

Work is a task to be undertaken to achieve a result. But it is more than productivity and rejection rate improvement. Work is also more about relationships. So you can't always say you put your HEART at work if you aren't treating your co-workers right and just. High or low ranks, everyone deserves to be respected.

Rachel's 9th Birthday Wish

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/donations-pour-9-old-clean-water-cause-tragic-153811801.html

Donations pour in for 9-year-old’s clean water cause after tragic accident

Nine-year-old Rachel Beckwith didn't live long enough to reach her goal of raising $300 to bring clean water to African villagers. She died in a 13-car accident on Interstate 90 in Bellevue, Wash., last week, the Seattle Times reported. Since then, hundreds of thousands of dollars have flowed into the charity page she set up shortly before her accident, with more than 9,000 people contributing $368,000 to Rachel's cause.

The 9-year-old told family and friends she didn't want presents for her June 12 birthday, only donations to the non-profit Charity Water.

"I found out that millions of people don't live to see their 5th birthday," Rachel wrote. "And why? Because they didn't have access to clean, safe water so I'm celebrating my birthday like never before. I'm asking from everyone I know to donate to my campaign instead of gifts for my birthday. Every penny of the money raised will go directly to fund freshwater projects in developing nations."

Rachel had only raised $220 by the time her birthday came, so she closed the page. But after the tragic accident, Rachel's pastor at Eastlake Community Church, Ryan Meeks, brought the page back up and publicized it on the church's website. As news of Rachel's cause spread, more and more people found and donated to Rachel's page, many leaving personal comments about how touched they were by her selflessness.

"Thank you for your generous heart and for inspiring such generosity in others," wrote an anonymous donor who gave $45 to the charity. Another donor who left $9 wrote: "Say hello to my Jesse."

Rachel's mother Samantha Paul posted on Monday that she was in "awe" of the flood of support. "In the face of unexplainable pain you have provided undeniable hope," she wrote. "I know Rachel is smiling!"

Rachel was on life support after the accident, and her church is raising money to help the family pay those medical bills here. Rachel's fresh water donation page is here.

SWEET DREAM

YEMA

Dreams do come true.

I happen to dream about Tita Lala giving me a big triangular Yema last 2nd week of July.
Just this morning, Tita Lala sent me a bunch of big triangular Yema to savour.

Oh so sweet Tita. Thanks a bunch.

ZEPHYR SONG

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’ll find a place together

-Red Hot Chili Peppers

Talking to the moon

Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night
I'm talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you

In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away

-Bruno Mars' Talking to the Moon

LET THE RAIN

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. ~Langston Hughes

ang lakas ng ulan!

painful sharpening

undergoing painful sharpening.
life is tough.

i wish i am.
too.

busy

busy day today.

I want to be free. Again.

I do not know how long i could stand here in the darkness. In extreme despair, somehow i still wish for a faint flash of a star's twinkle. Reflections to outshine the indelible nightmare in my collective memory.

I want to be free. Again.

loveletter

When was the last time you received a handwritten love letter from someone you love so dearly?

solace

I keep watching and playing that damn sketches video and somehow, for at least ten minutes, it gives me solace in my times of confusion.

again

me wurkin' on a weekend.

again.

:'(

aylabyusabado

sabado!

sick

i was sick as hell yesterday.

up to now.

sad.

Children do not have a concept of the past.

Children do not have a concept of the past. They do not really care about the future. All they are concerned about is the here and now. Maybe this is the reason why kids are happy all the time and adults are not.

Francis Kong

STORY BOOKS

How do you expect kids to listen to their parents when Tarzan lives half naked, Cinderella comes home at midnight, Pinocchio lies all the time, Alladin is the king of thieves, Batman drives at 200 mph, Sleeping Beauty is lazy, and Snow White lives with 7 guys. We shouldn't be surprised when kids misbehave, they get it from their story books.

(reposted from The Disenchanted Kingdom on 99.5RT)

YOKUMOKU

ang sarap! i want more!!!

ITOUCH ME PINK

My itouch crashed yesterday. After a round of Angry Birds, it suddenly went kaput and never came back to life.

You guessed it. It was doomsday on my end.

I decided to bring the unit to Digital Hub to have it serviced under warranty.

Lo and behold, hope springs eternal, and my itouch is born again.

Alive and kickin' in its new pinky den.

Awesomeness!

LAX

limited SLEX driving at 100kph in my comfy sweetie.
broooom brooom!

SWEETIE'S DAY

Sweet day for my sweetie.

Registration.Wheel Balance.Bearing Replacement.Axle repair.Camber and Wheel alignment.Car Wash.

Just another

Early 7am meeting on a sleepy rainy monday.

Just another struggle.

Piso

piso circa 2004. only reminds me of je.

Thanks for paying a visit last night. Off to dreamland, it didn't do me any better. It was an awkward conversation i never would want to recall. Nevertheless, it was great seeing you again.

Then i woke up.

It's a gloomy misty Sunday.

duplicate

my driver's license is missing :'(

duplicate license

HUG

i need a hug.
will you?

:'(

there's too much pain for me to contain.

canned thoughts

My head aches since yesterday. Afraid to inflict damage to my filtering machine, i hesitated taking any pill to block the receptors.

Now i am doomed.

It is pounding the hell in my sphere.

Poor princess. Tsk. tsk.

***************

My maggy is back, with remaining 3 double action babies to throw.

Now i am afraid of myself.

Very afraid.

**********

I need a shock absorber, in its literal context of being a device for absorbing jolts and vibrations. My car had been a mess, i have been too lax in its maintenance due to financial constraints. Of course, i would if i have, if only. Add to that the strain of having to go through all the check-ups, repairs and maintenance alone. My solitary life :) lol. Now i think i also need a shock absorber to cushion the blows in me. Poor me. Poor lois.

**********

Car registration, i need to get it done before the month ends. Sigh.

********

My car is burning the oil too. Me and my car both need an overhaul. Bring it on!

******

Now where do i get a mountain of moolah to get all of these done?

Oh God, bless me.

YIELD

YIELD ... to oncoming vehicles

TUESDAY MADNESS

madness!

Happy birthday Lai!

Happy birthday Lai! I love you sis!

WANTED: SOLACE

So now, how do i brave the eight-hour work?

I am in definite chaos right now. The only thing that keeps me sane right at this moment is my youngest sister's birthday tomorrow. I need to bring myself alive the day after today. I get shivers picturing my sisters crying over my cold body in my dear Lai's natal day.

I really want to take a shot. Literally. Let alone my maggy with its double action baby conquer my sanity. A consummation i devoutly wished for.

How do i offer myself solace in this situation?

Again

Another fight night with my uncle. My only option is to shut up and close my eyes.

I hate you

You are an epic fail toyo. You are an epic fail. You are such a mess. After today, forget that i am your friend, your sister, your companion. I hate you for taking me for granted. I hate that i have cared for you as a real brother. I hate that i have helped you. I hate to see you. I hate you. Irresponsible. Selfish. Crap. Stupid. M0r0n. Imbec1le. I hate you.

MORE EXHAUSTING

There are bad days. And bad nights too.

There are bad days. And bad nights too.

Last night was a struggle. The imminent danger of having a pain that isn't far away. Once in while, everything comes fresh, everything comes to life.

I was alone in my room recapping the voids of the half year that passed. I am such a mess, utterly depressed, mindedly stupid. While waiting for the shaman in me to exorcise the demons of pain, i couldn't help but cry harder for bearing the sorrow that has once again resurfaced.

I am deeply hurt. I could clearly feel it.