Plot
In 1876, Leopold Alexis Elijah Walker Thomas Gareth
Mountbatten, Duke of Albany, is a stifled dreamer. Strict
Uncle Millard (Paxton Whitehead) has no patience for Leopold's
disrespect for the
monarchy, chastising him and
telling him he must marry a
rich American, as the
Mountbatten family finances
are depleted. His uncle has told him that on his "thirtieth
birthday he had become a
blemish to the family name". The Duke finds Stuart Besser
(Liev Schreiber), an amateur physicist (and descendant of Leopold) perusing his
schematic diagrams and taking
photographs of them. He had
seen him earlier at Roebling's speech about the Brooklyn Bridge.
Leopold follows Stuart and tries to save him from
falling off the unfinished
bridge; only to fall with him
into a temporal portal between
centuries. Leopold awakens in 21st
century New York. He is at first confused and thinks that he
has been kidnapped. Stuart
says that he has created
formulae to forecast portals
in the temporal universe and
that Leopold must stay inside his apartment until the portal
opens again a week later. As
Stuart takes his dog out, he is
injured by falling into the elevator shaft, and is eventually institutionalized
for speaking about his
scientific discovery.
(According to Stuart's books,
Leopold's unintentional time
travel to the 21st century has caused a disruption of all
elevators, him leaving the
19th century before he could
register for a patent.) Leopold is intrigued by the
cynical and ambitious Kate
McKay (Meg Ryan), Stuart's ex- girlfriend, who comes to the
apartment for her Palm Pilot stylus. He observes that she is
a "career woman" and that her
field, market research, is a
fine avocation for a woman and states that he once dated a
librarian from Sussex. Kate dismisses him and demands that
he take Stuart's dog for a
walk. Leopold is overwhelmed
to see that Roebling's bridge
is still standing. Back at the
apartment, he befriends Charlie (Breckin Meyer), Kate's brother and an actor
between gigs, who believes him
to be an actor as well,
steadfast to his character. Kate and Leopold become
romantically involved, as they
dine and tour New York. When shooting begins on the
commercial in which Leopold
has agreed to act, he finds the
product, diet margarine,
disgusting. He cannot
understand how Kate would have him endorse a flawed item
without qualms, and declares
that "when someone is involved
in something entirely without
merit, one withdraws". Echoing
his uncle, Kate says that sometimes one has to do things
one doesn't want to. He chides
her about integrity. She retorts, "I don't have time for
pious speeches from two
hundred year old men who have
not worked a day in their life".
Their dalliance seems at an
end. Stuart escapes from the mental hospital, and sends Leopold back
to his own time.
That night, while Kate is
accepting her promotion at a
company banquet, he and
Charlie are racing to meet her.
Moments before she goes on stage, they arrive and produce
pictures from Stuart's camera
that show her in 1876. Stuart
says that he had thought he
disrupted the spacetime continuum, but actually "the
whole thing is a beautiful 4-D pretzel of kismetic inevitability".
Kate chooses a life with
Leopold over her career, and
the three of them escape to
the Brooklyn Bridge. There,
catching the portal before it
closes at midnight, Kate vanishes into 1876, where
Leopold appears resigned to be
pragmatic, as Kate and his
uncle had advised him, and
marry Miss Tree for her family
fortune; but, just as he is about to announce his
intention to become engaged to
Miss Tree, as he opens his
mouth to speak, he sees Kate
and announces her name, Kate
McKay, as his bride-to-be. In the closing scene, they kiss
and the camera is drawn
outward showing a
grandfather's clock depicting
12:15.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Sunday, May 26, 2013
The Rottweiler
A young couple had been
married for several years
and
could never have children.
To not feel alone, they
bought a Rottweiler puppy and loved him as his own
son. The puppy grew to
become a large, beautiful
dog, except on more than
one
occasion the couple being attacked by robbers. He
was
always faithful, wanted
and defended its owners
against
any danger. After seven years of having
the dog, the couple manage
to
have the long-awaited son.
The couple was very happy
with her new son and decreased the attention
they had with the dog. This
is felt
neglected and began to be
jealous of the baby and the
dog was no longer loving and
faithful who had for seven
years. One day the couple
left the
baby sleeping peacefully in
his cradle and went to the terrace to prepare a roast.
What was his surprise
when
they were heading to the
nursery and see the dog in
the hallway with a bloody
mouth, moving them tail.
The dog's owner thought
the
worst, pulled out a
weapon he carried and immediately
killed the dog. Spread the
baby's room and finds a
beheaded snake. The
owner
begins to mourn and exclaims I killed my faithful
dog! How often have we
misjudged
people Worse, the judge
and
condemn without investigating their
behavior
to be, what are your
thoughts
and feelings. Sometimes
things are not as bad as they
seem, but the opposite.
The next time we are
tempted
to judge and condemn
anyone remember the story
of a faithful dog, so learn
not
bear false against a person
to
the point of damaging their image among others.
married for several years
and
could never have children.
To not feel alone, they
bought a Rottweiler puppy and loved him as his own
son. The puppy grew to
become a large, beautiful
dog, except on more than
one
occasion the couple being attacked by robbers. He
was
always faithful, wanted
and defended its owners
against
any danger. After seven years of having
the dog, the couple manage
to
have the long-awaited son.
The couple was very happy
with her new son and decreased the attention
they had with the dog. This
is felt
neglected and began to be
jealous of the baby and the
dog was no longer loving and
faithful who had for seven
years. One day the couple
left the
baby sleeping peacefully in
his cradle and went to the terrace to prepare a roast.
What was his surprise
when
they were heading to the
nursery and see the dog in
the hallway with a bloody
mouth, moving them tail.
The dog's owner thought
the
worst, pulled out a
weapon he carried and immediately
killed the dog. Spread the
baby's room and finds a
beheaded snake. The
owner
begins to mourn and exclaims I killed my faithful
dog! How often have we
misjudged
people Worse, the judge
and
condemn without investigating their
behavior
to be, what are your
thoughts
and feelings. Sometimes
things are not as bad as they
seem, but the opposite.
The next time we are
tempted
to judge and condemn
anyone remember the story
of a faithful dog, so learn
not
bear false against a person
to
the point of damaging their image among others.
Throwout the LifeLine (a story about choice)
*credits: jamsubzero of pD
After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church's pastor
slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit and, before he gave his
sermon for the evening, briefly introduced a guest minister who was in
the service that evening. In the introduction, the pastor told the
congregation that the guest minister was one of his dearest childhood
friends and that he wanted him to have a few moments to greet the
church and share whatever he felt would be appropriate for the
service. With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit and began
to speak,
"A father, his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the
Pacific Coast when fast approaching storm blocked any attempt to get
back to shore. The waves were so high, that even though the father was
an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the
three were swept into the ocean as the boat capsized." The old man
hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who
were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat
interested in his story. The aged minister continued with his story,
"Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating
decision of his life ... to which boy he would throw the other end of
the life line. He only had seconds to make the decision.
The father knew that his son was a Christian and he also knew that his
son's friend was not. The agony of his decision could not be matched
by the torrent of waves. "As the father yelled out, 'I love you, son!'
he threw out the life line to his son's friend. By the time the father
had pulled the friend back to the capsized boat, his son had
disappeared beneath the raging swells into the black of night. His
body was never recovered."
By this time, the two teenagers were sitting up straight in the pew,
anxiously waiting for the next words to come out of the old minister's
mouth. "The father," he continued, "knew his son would step into
eternity with Jesus, and he could not bear the thought of his son's
friend stepping into an eternity without Jesus. Therefore, he
sacrificed his son to save his son's friend. How great is the love of
God that He should do the same for us. Our heavenly Father sacrificed
His only begotten Son that we could be saved. I urge you to accept His
offer to rescue you and take a hold of the life line He is throwing
out to you in this service." With that, the old man turned and sat
back down in his chair as silence filled the room.
The pastor again walked slowly to the pulpit and delivered a brief
sermon with an invitation at the end. However, no one responded to the
appeal. Within minutes after the service ended, the two teenagers were
at the old man's side. "That was a nice story," politely stated one of
the boys, "but I don't think it was very realistic for a father to
give up his only son's life in hopes that the other boy would become a
Christian." "Well, you've got a point there," the old man replied,
glancing down at his worn Bible.
A big smile broadened his narrow face, and he once again looked up at
the boys and said, "It sure isn't very realistic, is it? But I'm
standing here today to tell you that THAT story gives me a glimpse of
what it must have been like for God to give up His Son for me. You see
... I was that father and your pastor is my son's friend."
After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church's pastor
slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit and, before he gave his
sermon for the evening, briefly introduced a guest minister who was in
the service that evening. In the introduction, the pastor told the
congregation that the guest minister was one of his dearest childhood
friends and that he wanted him to have a few moments to greet the
church and share whatever he felt would be appropriate for the
service. With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit and began
to speak,
"A father, his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the
Pacific Coast when fast approaching storm blocked any attempt to get
back to shore. The waves were so high, that even though the father was
an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the
three were swept into the ocean as the boat capsized." The old man
hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who
were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat
interested in his story. The aged minister continued with his story,
"Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating
decision of his life ... to which boy he would throw the other end of
the life line. He only had seconds to make the decision.
The father knew that his son was a Christian and he also knew that his
son's friend was not. The agony of his decision could not be matched
by the torrent of waves. "As the father yelled out, 'I love you, son!'
he threw out the life line to his son's friend. By the time the father
had pulled the friend back to the capsized boat, his son had
disappeared beneath the raging swells into the black of night. His
body was never recovered."
By this time, the two teenagers were sitting up straight in the pew,
anxiously waiting for the next words to come out of the old minister's
mouth. "The father," he continued, "knew his son would step into
eternity with Jesus, and he could not bear the thought of his son's
friend stepping into an eternity without Jesus. Therefore, he
sacrificed his son to save his son's friend. How great is the love of
God that He should do the same for us. Our heavenly Father sacrificed
His only begotten Son that we could be saved. I urge you to accept His
offer to rescue you and take a hold of the life line He is throwing
out to you in this service." With that, the old man turned and sat
back down in his chair as silence filled the room.
The pastor again walked slowly to the pulpit and delivered a brief
sermon with an invitation at the end. However, no one responded to the
appeal. Within minutes after the service ended, the two teenagers were
at the old man's side. "That was a nice story," politely stated one of
the boys, "but I don't think it was very realistic for a father to
give up his only son's life in hopes that the other boy would become a
Christian." "Well, you've got a point there," the old man replied,
glancing down at his worn Bible.
A big smile broadened his narrow face, and he once again looked up at
the boys and said, "It sure isn't very realistic, is it? But I'm
standing here today to tell you that THAT story gives me a glimpse of
what it must have been like for God to give up His Son for me. You see
... I was that father and your pastor is my son's friend."
Believe it or Not
*credits: babyp0wder of PD
A girl went to her friends house and she ended up staying longer than
planned, and had to walk home alone.
She wasn't afraid because it was a small COMMUNITY and she lived only
a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the bike trail Diane asked God to keep her
safe from harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she
decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end
as though he was waiting for her.
She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round
her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man
and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had
been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been
there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have
been her, she began to weep.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she
decided to go to the police station.
She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to
see if she could identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the
alley the night before.
When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke
down and confessed.
The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was
anything they could do for her.
She asked them to ask the man one question.
Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered, 'Because she wasn't alone.
She had two tall men walking on either side of her.
Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're not alone.
A girl went to her friends house and she ended up staying longer than
planned, and had to walk home alone.
She wasn't afraid because it was a small COMMUNITY and she lived only
a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the bike trail Diane asked God to keep her
safe from harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she
decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end
as though he was waiting for her.
She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round
her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man
and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had
been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been
there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have
been her, she began to weep.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she
decided to go to the police station.
She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to
see if she could identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the
alley the night before.
When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke
down and confessed.
The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was
anything they could do for her.
She asked them to ask the man one question.
Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered, 'Because she wasn't alone.
She had two tall men walking on either side of her.
Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're not alone.
A Post-Mother's Day Tribute
Credits:cooLcorpse of pD
My mom only had one eye. I
hated her, she was such an
embarrassment. My mom ran a
small shop at a flea market. She
collected little weeds and such
to sell, anything for the money
we needed she was such an
embarrassment. There was this
one day during elementary
school. I remember that it was
field day, and my mom came. I
was so embarrassed. How could
she do this to me? I threw her a
hateful look and ran out. The
next day at school..."Your mom
only has one eye?!" and they
taunted me.
I wished that my mom would
just disappear from this world
so I said to my mom, "Mom,
why don't you have the other
eye?! You're only going to make
me a laughingstock. Why don't
you just die?" My mom did not
respond. I guess I felt a little
bad, but at the same time, it felt
good to think that I had said
what I'd wanted to say all this
time.
Maybe it was because my mom
hadn't punished me, but I didn't
think that I had hurt her feelings
very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went
to the kitchen to get a glass of
water. My mom was crying
there, so quietly, as if she was
afraid that she might wake me. I
took a look at her, and then
turned away. Because of the
thing I had said to her earlier,
there was something pinching
at me in the corner of my heart.
Even so, I hated my mother who
was crying out of her one eye.
So I told myself that I would
grow up and become successful,
because I hated my one-eyed
mom and our desperate
poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left
my mother and came to Seoul
and studied, and got accepted in
the Seoul University with all the
confidence I had. Then, I got
married. I bought a house of my
own. Then I had kids, too. Now
I'm living happily as a successful
man. I like it here because it's a
place that doesn't remind me of
my mom.
This happiness was getting
bigger and bigger, when
someone unexpected came to
see me "What?! Who's this?!"...
It was my mother...Still with her
one eye. It felt as if the whole
sky was falling apart on me. My
little girl ran away, scared of my
mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I
don't know you!!!" as if I tried
to make that real. I screamed at
her "How dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!
Get out of here now!" And to this,
my mother quietly answered,
"oh, I'm so sorry. I may have
gotten the wrong address," and
she disappeared. Thank good
ness... she doesn't recognize me.
I was quite relieved. I told
myself that I wasn't going to
care, or think about this for the
rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon
me... one day, a letter regarding
a school reunion came to my
house. I lied to my wife saying
that I was going on a business
trip. After the reunion, I went
down to the old shack, that I
used to call a house...just out of
curiosity there, I found my
mother fallen on the cold
ground. But I did not shed a
single tear. She had a piece of
paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
My Son,
I think my life has been long
enough now. And... I won't visit
Seoul anymore... but would it be
too much to ask if I wanted you
to come visit me once in a
while? I miss you so much. And I
was so glad when I heard you
were coming for the reunion.
But I decided not to go to the
school.... For you... I'm sorry
that I only have one eye, and I
was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very
little, you got into an accident,
and lost your eye. As a mother, I
couldn't stand watching you
having to grow up with only
one eye... so I gave you mine... I
was so proud of my son that
was seeing a whole new world
for me, in my place, with that
eye. I was never upset at you for
anything you did. The couple
times that you were angry with
me. I thought to myself, it's
because he loves me.' I miss the
times when you were still young
around me.
I miss you so much. I love you.
You mean the world to me. My
world shattered! Then I cried for
the person who lived for me. My
Mother.
My mom only had one eye. I
hated her, she was such an
embarrassment. My mom ran a
small shop at a flea market. She
collected little weeds and such
to sell, anything for the money
we needed she was such an
embarrassment. There was this
one day during elementary
school. I remember that it was
field day, and my mom came. I
was so embarrassed. How could
she do this to me? I threw her a
hateful look and ran out. The
next day at school..."Your mom
only has one eye?!" and they
taunted me.
I wished that my mom would
just disappear from this world
so I said to my mom, "Mom,
why don't you have the other
eye?! You're only going to make
me a laughingstock. Why don't
you just die?" My mom did not
respond. I guess I felt a little
bad, but at the same time, it felt
good to think that I had said
what I'd wanted to say all this
time.
Maybe it was because my mom
hadn't punished me, but I didn't
think that I had hurt her feelings
very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went
to the kitchen to get a glass of
water. My mom was crying
there, so quietly, as if she was
afraid that she might wake me. I
took a look at her, and then
turned away. Because of the
thing I had said to her earlier,
there was something pinching
at me in the corner of my heart.
Even so, I hated my mother who
was crying out of her one eye.
So I told myself that I would
grow up and become successful,
because I hated my one-eyed
mom and our desperate
poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left
my mother and came to Seoul
and studied, and got accepted in
the Seoul University with all the
confidence I had. Then, I got
married. I bought a house of my
own. Then I had kids, too. Now
I'm living happily as a successful
man. I like it here because it's a
place that doesn't remind me of
my mom.
This happiness was getting
bigger and bigger, when
someone unexpected came to
see me "What?! Who's this?!"...
It was my mother...Still with her
one eye. It felt as if the whole
sky was falling apart on me. My
little girl ran away, scared of my
mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I
don't know you!!!" as if I tried
to make that real. I screamed at
her "How dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!
Get out of here now!" And to this,
my mother quietly answered,
"oh, I'm so sorry. I may have
gotten the wrong address," and
she disappeared. Thank good
ness... she doesn't recognize me.
I was quite relieved. I told
myself that I wasn't going to
care, or think about this for the
rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon
me... one day, a letter regarding
a school reunion came to my
house. I lied to my wife saying
that I was going on a business
trip. After the reunion, I went
down to the old shack, that I
used to call a house...just out of
curiosity there, I found my
mother fallen on the cold
ground. But I did not shed a
single tear. She had a piece of
paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
My Son,
I think my life has been long
enough now. And... I won't visit
Seoul anymore... but would it be
too much to ask if I wanted you
to come visit me once in a
while? I miss you so much. And I
was so glad when I heard you
were coming for the reunion.
But I decided not to go to the
school.... For you... I'm sorry
that I only have one eye, and I
was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very
little, you got into an accident,
and lost your eye. As a mother, I
couldn't stand watching you
having to grow up with only
one eye... so I gave you mine... I
was so proud of my son that
was seeing a whole new world
for me, in my place, with that
eye. I was never upset at you for
anything you did. The couple
times that you were angry with
me. I thought to myself, it's
because he loves me.' I miss the
times when you were still young
around me.
I miss you so much. I love you.
You mean the world to me. My
world shattered! Then I cried for
the person who lived for me. My
Mother.
Textmate
Credits: mhalditah of pD
My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving
important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the
keys and read the message.
"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"
Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and
placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to go back to sleep.
I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.
"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for txtmate at the wee hours of the
night?" I asked myself.
Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message.
I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and
everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the
day. My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a
cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they
could monitor me even if they're miles away.
I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling
me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.
Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the
phone beeped again.
Same number...Such determination!
"Ply reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!"
I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and pushed the
keys... I just realized I was replying to the message.
"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just
a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?"
I typed.
Seconds later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2
b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"
"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.
"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine,"
she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the cellphone.
We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night.
We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to
prepare for school!
And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without it
loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had
learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited
everytime my phone beeped, hoping it would be her.
Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I
realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just
through text messaging.
"Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw
away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me..."One day, she sent
this message to me.
I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1,
hold on & nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth
keeping & holdin on..."
I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d
people hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will
walk out of ur lyf & nvr come back again."
I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was
sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her.
I'd become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally.
But truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my
life.
I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch
me f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and
won't stay..."
I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every
word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending
messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my
heart.
I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's.
Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't
define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told
me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we would
just text each other.
But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd
long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never
answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations,
which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know.
All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful,
they came from the heart and cut through the heart.
"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes & der
u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer
dan 4ever..."
One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been
exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was.
She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was
enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.
I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2
do,hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read r
mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."
"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2
love, scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u
will not get tired of loving me...=)" was her reply.
And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny
but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by
destiny but of free will."
Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always
answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."
Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for
her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was
sure, she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow
through our lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day
with the thought that sooner, we would see each other, face to face,
heart to heart.
Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At
first I just though she had ran out of prepaid.
But there was something that kept bothering me... I couldn't
understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried to call
her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending
messages.
Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I
heard my phone's message tone again... at last!It was from her!
"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat
doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms,
GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."
I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I
texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called
her but she would not answer.
For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate...
empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had
learned to love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.
The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that
Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her
messages...The tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving
message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt.
Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell
beeped again. It was her!
"Meet me at d café, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message
was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again.
Hurriedly, I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was
still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived.
I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to
see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black,
deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a
nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was
beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there
was a flicker of something in them...sadness?
"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each
night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit
down." "I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my
seat and gave the roses I brought for her.
"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew
she loved pink roses.
"You are always welcome, Love" "Julius, I can't stay," she said,
sadness in her voice, or was it tears? "I really must go."
"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked, pleadingly.
"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the
time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will
never forget you...you will always be here in my heart."
She was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could really feel
the sadness in her voice and I swear, there was something in her voice
and I swear, there was something in those lovely yet lonely eyes...
She got up and smiled at me, lovingly.
"Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me," he said and gave me a
piece of white linen paper.
I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone. The
following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied
myself,thinking of her. I hurriedly went to flower shop and bought a
dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.
They lived in an exclusive subdivision.
Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was
looking for Mikaella.
The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me
to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while
he was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was
brightly lit.
A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.
"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While
we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew
me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend,
Julius. I hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking
why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me.
As we came near the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that
there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But
deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.
As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning
while others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is
Mikaella?"
She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was
surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pinkroses.
No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw
who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...
A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.
"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She
even asked that her phone be buried with her.
She said that in that way, you could still send her messages and you
would always be with her."
I couldn't believe everything... My mind was in limbo.
"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."
"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been
suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her
father.
"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.
"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in
tears," she said you will come, and here you are.
Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her,
staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face,
a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.
After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she hadtold
me she went everyday.
Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U
taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk
som; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing didnt teach me & it hurts
mor - u didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"
I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her
CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never
expected a reply, yet as my phone beeped again,felt a shiver down my
spine. The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears
rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.
"Let go of d hand of d person u love, but dont let go of God's hand. 4
if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d person u love n d ader hand 2
let u hold each other again."
"I will never forget you, Mikaella and will never let go..." I vowed
to her and to myself as I left the church.
My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving
important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the
keys and read the message.
"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"
Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and
placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to go back to sleep.
I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.
"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for txtmate at the wee hours of the
night?" I asked myself.
Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message.
I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and
everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the
day. My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a
cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they
could monitor me even if they're miles away.
I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling
me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.
Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the
phone beeped again.
Same number...Such determination!
"Ply reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!"
I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and pushed the
keys... I just realized I was replying to the message.
"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just
a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?"
I typed.
Seconds later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2
b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"
"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.
"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine,"
she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the cellphone.
We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night.
We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to
prepare for school!
And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without it
loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had
learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited
everytime my phone beeped, hoping it would be her.
Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I
realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just
through text messaging.
"Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw
away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me..."One day, she sent
this message to me.
I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1,
hold on & nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth
keeping & holdin on..."
I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d
people hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will
walk out of ur lyf & nvr come back again."
I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was
sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her.
I'd become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally.
But truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my
life.
I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch
me f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and
won't stay..."
I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every
word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending
messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my
heart.
I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's.
Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't
define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told
me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we would
just text each other.
But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd
long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never
answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations,
which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know.
All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful,
they came from the heart and cut through the heart.
"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes & der
u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer
dan 4ever..."
One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been
exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was.
She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was
enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.
I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2
do,hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read r
mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."
"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2
love, scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u
will not get tired of loving me...=)" was her reply.
And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny
but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by
destiny but of free will."
Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always
answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."
Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for
her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was
sure, she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow
through our lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day
with the thought that sooner, we would see each other, face to face,
heart to heart.
Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At
first I just though she had ran out of prepaid.
But there was something that kept bothering me... I couldn't
understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried to call
her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending
messages.
Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I
heard my phone's message tone again... at last!It was from her!
"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat
doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms,
GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."
I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I
texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called
her but she would not answer.
For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate...
empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had
learned to love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.
The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that
Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her
messages...The tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving
message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt.
Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell
beeped again. It was her!
"Meet me at d café, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message
was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again.
Hurriedly, I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was
still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived.
I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to
see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black,
deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a
nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was
beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there
was a flicker of something in them...sadness?
"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each
night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit
down." "I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my
seat and gave the roses I brought for her.
"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew
she loved pink roses.
"You are always welcome, Love" "Julius, I can't stay," she said,
sadness in her voice, or was it tears? "I really must go."
"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked, pleadingly.
"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the
time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will
never forget you...you will always be here in my heart."
She was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could really feel
the sadness in her voice and I swear, there was something in her voice
and I swear, there was something in those lovely yet lonely eyes...
She got up and smiled at me, lovingly.
"Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me," he said and gave me a
piece of white linen paper.
I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone. The
following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied
myself,thinking of her. I hurriedly went to flower shop and bought a
dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.
They lived in an exclusive subdivision.
Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was
looking for Mikaella.
The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me
to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while
he was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was
brightly lit.
A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.
"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While
we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew
me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend,
Julius. I hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking
why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me.
As we came near the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that
there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But
deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.
As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning
while others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is
Mikaella?"
She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was
surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pinkroses.
No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw
who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...
A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.
"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She
even asked that her phone be buried with her.
She said that in that way, you could still send her messages and you
would always be with her."
I couldn't believe everything... My mind was in limbo.
"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."
"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been
suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her
father.
"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.
"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in
tears," she said you will come, and here you are.
Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her,
staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face,
a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.
After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she hadtold
me she went everyday.
Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U
taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk
som; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing didnt teach me & it hurts
mor - u didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"
I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her
CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never
expected a reply, yet as my phone beeped again,felt a shiver down my
spine. The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears
rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.
"Let go of d hand of d person u love, but dont let go of God's hand. 4
if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d person u love n d ader hand 2
let u hold each other again."
"I will never forget you, Mikaella and will never let go..." I vowed
to her and to myself as I left the church.
When a girl is. .
Credits:babypowder of pD
When a GIRL is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind
When a GIRL is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.
When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering how
long you will be around.
When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all
fine.
When a GIRL stares at you she is wondering why you are lying.
When a GIRL lays on your chest .. she is wishing for you to be hers forever.
When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.
When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. she means it.
When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... no one in this world can miss you more than
that.
Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person ....
Find a guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
who calls you back when you hang up on him.
who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who ...
kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he
is to have you.
Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!!
When a GIRL is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind
When a GIRL is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.
When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering how
long you will be around.
When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all
fine.
When a GIRL stares at you she is wondering why you are lying.
When a GIRL lays on your chest .. she is wishing for you to be hers forever.
When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.
When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. she means it.
When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... no one in this world can miss you more than
that.
Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person ....
Find a guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
who calls you back when you hang up on him.
who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who ...
kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he
is to have you.
Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!!
Realization hits. . Truth hurts. .
1.Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap
na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang
makasama ka.
2.kahit ikaw ay parang bato na manhid at walang pakiramdam,
mag-ingat-ingat ka naman. dahil kahit ganyan ka, hindi nasasaktan,
kaya mo namang makasakit.
3.Makakapili ka ng lugar na uupuan mo, pero hindi mo mapipili ang
taong uupo sa puwang sa tabi mo... ganyan ang scenario sa bus, ganyan
din sa pag-ibig... lalong di mo kontrolado kung kelan sya bababa
4.Bago ka mag-react, isipin mo muna kung bakit biglang nagbago sa'yo
ang isang tao. Kasi minsan, ikaw din mismo ang gumagawa ng bagay kung
bakit sila biglaang nagbago
5. Minsan kailangan mong makalimot, para ikaw naman ang maalala
6.Ang PINAKAMASARAP? Yung hindi sinasabi pero nararamdaman. Yung
walang singsing pero kuntento. Yung hindi kayo pero mahal ang
isa't-isa. Yung walang sumpaan pero walang iwanan... at yung walang
titulo pero alam mong iyo
7.Nalaman kong habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa.
Bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo,
at mauubos ang oras
8.Makakabalik ka nga sa lugar pero hindi sa panahon... makikita mo
ulit ang taong minahal mo pero hindi na mauulit ang naramdaman ninyo
noon. Lahat ng nangyari noon ay isa na lamang masayang gunita ngayon,
isang bintana sa kahapon, na paminsan-minsan ay gusto mong masulyapang
muli... sabay bulong sa sarili: Sana pwedeng ...ibalik ang mga
nangyari noon para magawa kong tama ang mga maling desisyon ng
pagkakataon
9.Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sa'yo. Gamitin ang
utak para alagaan ang sarili mo
10.Wala namang masama sa pangingibang-bayan. Walang masama kung gusto
mong lisanin ang barkong sa tingin mo'y papalubog na. Basta't wag mo
lang hahagisan ng anumang pabigat ang barko habang pinagsusumikapan
itong isalba ng ibang tao
11.Sana ang pag-ibig ay katulad ng pamasahe sa jeep, na kapag buo ang
binigay mo... sinusuklian ka pa rin kahit papaano
12.Sabi nila ABNORMAL daw yung taong pumapayag saktan ng taong mahal
nila. Sabi ko naman... eh di'ba MAS ABNORMAL ang taong SASAKTAN KA
saka sasabihing... MAHAL NA MAHAL KA nya??-MC DUANE
13.Ang tunay na pag-ibig madalang ang biyahe... kaya kapag dumaan
sa'yo, parahin at sumakay ka na, kasi hindi mo alam kung babalik pa
yun. Siguro nga babalik pa... Eh, paano kung may sakay ng iba?
14. Dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. Kung di mo pagtitiyagaan,
limang dekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. Sobrang lugi. Kung alam lang
yan ng mga kabataan sa pananaw ko ay wala ng gugustuhing umiwas sa
eskwela
15.Kapag nabasag ang puso… hindi laging malakas gaya ng isang
pagsabog. Pwedeng kasing hina ng nalalaglag na dahon… na ang masakit,
ikaw lang ang nakakarinig.=EDWARD AQUINO
16.Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao lalo na kung hindi ikaw ang bida sa
script na napili niya
17. Pasko na naman at malamig ang simoy ng hangin, masarap sana kung
mayroon kang kasintahan na kapiling at yayakapin, sabay kayong kakain
sa NOCHE BUENA at MAGBUBUKAS NG MGA REGALO. Pero katulad ng dati,
nag-iisa ka pa rin, pero ayos lang yan! Kung nalulungkot ka dahil
hindi pa dumarating ang taong nakatadhana sa'yo, wag ...ka masyado
malungkot, dahil kahit sya mismo hindi pa ganun kasaya... dahil wala
ka pa.-MC DUANE
18. Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man
lang paboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa
mga taong literado pero hindi nagbabasa
19. Masakit SAKTAN ang MINAMAHAL lalo na kung di mo SINASADYA. Kahit
GUSTUHIN mo man na ITUWID ang lahat ng mga PAGKAKAMALI mo eh saka mo
pa lang MALALAMAN na HULI na pala... kasi, NAITAMA NA NG IBA.-MC DUANE
20.Nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. Hindi ito
multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or
fill-in-the-blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw.
Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa
kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures.
21.Ang pag-ibig parang sugal. Minsan panalo... minsan talo. Pero ang
pinakamasakit sa lahat... yung makita mong panalo ka sana, pero di ka
naman tumaya.
22. Masakit daw umibig palagi ka raw iiyak, palagi ka raw aasa at
maghihintay sa wala... sabi ko naman ganun lang yun talaga dahil kung
di ka masasaktan... di mo malalamang nagmamahal ka na pala. -MC DUANE
23.Ang PAG-IBIG nga naman parang EXAM... pinag-iisipan,
pinaghahandaan, di ka EXEMPTED masaktan, kailangan PASADO ka sa
kanya... kaya habang maaga pa galingan mo na... kung ayaw mong ma
DROP-OUT ka. - FELIPE LAGMAN
24.Bakit pag may gusto tayo kailangan iwanan natin yung iba para lang
makuha yun? Pero pag andyan na, saka mo lang malalaman na yung taong
iniwan mo ay minsan na ring iniwan ang lahat-lahat sa buhay para lang
sayo...
25.Mag-aral maigi; kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka sa
pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng
mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher
26.Ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko
27.Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag
nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang
makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo
28.Wag ka masyado mag expect. Wala kayong commitment. Pwede ka
magselos, pwede ka magtampo pero hindi ka pwedeng magalit. Pwedeng
makipag-date sa iba pero wag na magpapaalam. Pwede mo siyang
lambingin, pwedeng yakapin at pag nalaman mong may bf/gf na siya
, pwede ka umiyak. Pwede ka masaktan pero hindi mo siya pwedeng
sumb...atan. Dahil wala kang karapatan. Dahil ang M.U. ay isang
"MAGULONG USAPAN"
29.Maglaro ka ng SNAKE sa cellphone, mapapansin mo, para siyang
RELASYON. Sa una, hindi mo iisiping HAHABA ng ganon. Tapos, kapag
TUMAGAL na, nagiging EXCITING pero NAKAKATAKOT dahil baka sa ISANG
UNTOG lang... MATAPOS ang lahat!!-MC DUANE
30.Ang dahilan kung bakit hindi ka dapat magmahal ng dalawang tao sa
parehong panahon ay katulad ng kung bakit hindi ka pwedeng magsuot ng
sapatos na hindi magkapares sa parehong oras... posible, pero pangit
tingnan.
31. Minsan di rin naman talaga ginusto ng mga taong minahal natin ang
saktan tayo. Di naman nila sinasadyang iwan tayo para sa bagong
dumating. Minsan kailangan natin tanggapin na sa paniniwala nila mas
mahal nila yun. Ganun talaga, dun sila kung saan sila masaya. Ganun
din naman siguro ang gagawin natin kung tayo ang nasa... sitwasyon na
yon diba? Lahat tayo mararanasang AGAWIN, MANG-AGAW at MAAGAWAN
Pana-panahon lang yan.
32.Minsan kahit ikaw ang naka-schedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay,
kasi hindi ikaw ang priority
32.Sabi nila, sa kahit ano raw problema, isang tao lang ang
makakatulong sa'yo – ang sarili mo. Tama sila. Isinuplong ako ng
sarili ko. Kaya siguro namigay ng konsensya ang Diyos, alam niyang
hindi sa lahat ng oras eh gumagana ang utak ng tao. Ang konsensya ay
bahagi ng ating kaisipan na humuhusga kung mabuti o masama ang kilos
na iyong gagawin o ginagawa.
33. Hindi naman kailangan ng maraming tao para bumuo ng mundo eh...
Minsan isang tao lang ang kasama mo, buo na ang mundong kailangan mo
habambuhay
34.Ang isa sa PINAKAMASARAP NA FEELING sa mundo ay yung titingin ka pa
lang sa CRUSH mo... PERO SIYA NAKATINGIN NA!!
35.Ang PINAKAMASAKIT NA PAKIRAMDAM sa mundo ay yung nararamdaman mong
hindi ka na nya mahal pero hindi nya masabi sa'yo dahil wala ka namang
ginagawang masama...
36.Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo
para mahalin ka nya
37.ANG TANONG: Gaano ba kaimposibleng mahalin ang taong mahal mo na
nagmamahal ng iba?? ANG SAGOT: Para kang nag-aantay ng paparahing
Jeep... sa istasyon ng Tren
38.Parang elevator lang yan eh... bakit mo ipagsisiksikan ang sarili
mo kung wala nang pwesto para sa'yo. Eh meron namang hagdan, ayaw mo
lang pansinin
39.Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sa'yo, hayaan mo... malay mo sa mga
susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang
40. Alam mo ba ang pinagkaiba ng bulag at ng mga nakakakita? Hindi
alam ng mga nakakakita kung kelan sila bulag
41.Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao
rin na hindi mo mahal pero mahal ka, Kaya quits lang
42.May mga taong minsan lang daraan sa buhay natin, minsan makikilala,
makakasama, mamahalin, pahahalagahan at aalagaan, pero kadalasan pala
yung minsan na yun... habang-buhay na sa alaala natin.. minsan di
sapat na mahal mo ang isang tao, at alam mo na mahalaga ka para sa
kanya, kasi bago ang lahat.... dapat alam mo ang pinagkaiba ng MAHAL
sa MAHALAGA LANG!
43. Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag
natuto silang umibig eh hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?
44.Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pagtinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga
lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon
na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang
makasama ka.
2.kahit ikaw ay parang bato na manhid at walang pakiramdam,
mag-ingat-ingat ka naman. dahil kahit ganyan ka, hindi nasasaktan,
kaya mo namang makasakit.
3.Makakapili ka ng lugar na uupuan mo, pero hindi mo mapipili ang
taong uupo sa puwang sa tabi mo... ganyan ang scenario sa bus, ganyan
din sa pag-ibig... lalong di mo kontrolado kung kelan sya bababa
4.Bago ka mag-react, isipin mo muna kung bakit biglang nagbago sa'yo
ang isang tao. Kasi minsan, ikaw din mismo ang gumagawa ng bagay kung
bakit sila biglaang nagbago
5. Minsan kailangan mong makalimot, para ikaw naman ang maalala
6.Ang PINAKAMASARAP? Yung hindi sinasabi pero nararamdaman. Yung
walang singsing pero kuntento. Yung hindi kayo pero mahal ang
isa't-isa. Yung walang sumpaan pero walang iwanan... at yung walang
titulo pero alam mong iyo
7.Nalaman kong habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa.
Bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo,
at mauubos ang oras
8.Makakabalik ka nga sa lugar pero hindi sa panahon... makikita mo
ulit ang taong minahal mo pero hindi na mauulit ang naramdaman ninyo
noon. Lahat ng nangyari noon ay isa na lamang masayang gunita ngayon,
isang bintana sa kahapon, na paminsan-minsan ay gusto mong masulyapang
muli... sabay bulong sa sarili: Sana pwedeng ...ibalik ang mga
nangyari noon para magawa kong tama ang mga maling desisyon ng
pagkakataon
9.Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sa'yo. Gamitin ang
utak para alagaan ang sarili mo
10.Wala namang masama sa pangingibang-bayan. Walang masama kung gusto
mong lisanin ang barkong sa tingin mo'y papalubog na. Basta't wag mo
lang hahagisan ng anumang pabigat ang barko habang pinagsusumikapan
itong isalba ng ibang tao
11.Sana ang pag-ibig ay katulad ng pamasahe sa jeep, na kapag buo ang
binigay mo... sinusuklian ka pa rin kahit papaano
12.Sabi nila ABNORMAL daw yung taong pumapayag saktan ng taong mahal
nila. Sabi ko naman... eh di'ba MAS ABNORMAL ang taong SASAKTAN KA
saka sasabihing... MAHAL NA MAHAL KA nya??-MC DUANE
13.Ang tunay na pag-ibig madalang ang biyahe... kaya kapag dumaan
sa'yo, parahin at sumakay ka na, kasi hindi mo alam kung babalik pa
yun. Siguro nga babalik pa... Eh, paano kung may sakay ng iba?
14. Dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. Kung di mo pagtitiyagaan,
limang dekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. Sobrang lugi. Kung alam lang
yan ng mga kabataan sa pananaw ko ay wala ng gugustuhing umiwas sa
eskwela
15.Kapag nabasag ang puso… hindi laging malakas gaya ng isang
pagsabog. Pwedeng kasing hina ng nalalaglag na dahon… na ang masakit,
ikaw lang ang nakakarinig.=EDWARD AQUINO
16.Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao lalo na kung hindi ikaw ang bida sa
script na napili niya
17. Pasko na naman at malamig ang simoy ng hangin, masarap sana kung
mayroon kang kasintahan na kapiling at yayakapin, sabay kayong kakain
sa NOCHE BUENA at MAGBUBUKAS NG MGA REGALO. Pero katulad ng dati,
nag-iisa ka pa rin, pero ayos lang yan! Kung nalulungkot ka dahil
hindi pa dumarating ang taong nakatadhana sa'yo, wag ...ka masyado
malungkot, dahil kahit sya mismo hindi pa ganun kasaya... dahil wala
ka pa.-MC DUANE
18. Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man
lang paboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa
mga taong literado pero hindi nagbabasa
19. Masakit SAKTAN ang MINAMAHAL lalo na kung di mo SINASADYA. Kahit
GUSTUHIN mo man na ITUWID ang lahat ng mga PAGKAKAMALI mo eh saka mo
pa lang MALALAMAN na HULI na pala... kasi, NAITAMA NA NG IBA.-MC DUANE
20.Nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. Hindi ito
multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or
fill-in-the-blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw.
Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa
kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures.
21.Ang pag-ibig parang sugal. Minsan panalo... minsan talo. Pero ang
pinakamasakit sa lahat... yung makita mong panalo ka sana, pero di ka
naman tumaya.
22. Masakit daw umibig palagi ka raw iiyak, palagi ka raw aasa at
maghihintay sa wala... sabi ko naman ganun lang yun talaga dahil kung
di ka masasaktan... di mo malalamang nagmamahal ka na pala. -MC DUANE
23.Ang PAG-IBIG nga naman parang EXAM... pinag-iisipan,
pinaghahandaan, di ka EXEMPTED masaktan, kailangan PASADO ka sa
kanya... kaya habang maaga pa galingan mo na... kung ayaw mong ma
DROP-OUT ka. - FELIPE LAGMAN
24.Bakit pag may gusto tayo kailangan iwanan natin yung iba para lang
makuha yun? Pero pag andyan na, saka mo lang malalaman na yung taong
iniwan mo ay minsan na ring iniwan ang lahat-lahat sa buhay para lang
sayo...
25.Mag-aral maigi; kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka sa
pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng
mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher
26.Ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko
27.Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag
nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang
makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo
28.Wag ka masyado mag expect. Wala kayong commitment. Pwede ka
magselos, pwede ka magtampo pero hindi ka pwedeng magalit. Pwedeng
makipag-date sa iba pero wag na magpapaalam. Pwede mo siyang
lambingin, pwedeng yakapin at pag nalaman mong may bf/gf na siya
, pwede ka umiyak. Pwede ka masaktan pero hindi mo siya pwedeng
sumb...atan. Dahil wala kang karapatan. Dahil ang M.U. ay isang
"MAGULONG USAPAN"
29.Maglaro ka ng SNAKE sa cellphone, mapapansin mo, para siyang
RELASYON. Sa una, hindi mo iisiping HAHABA ng ganon. Tapos, kapag
TUMAGAL na, nagiging EXCITING pero NAKAKATAKOT dahil baka sa ISANG
UNTOG lang... MATAPOS ang lahat!!-MC DUANE
30.Ang dahilan kung bakit hindi ka dapat magmahal ng dalawang tao sa
parehong panahon ay katulad ng kung bakit hindi ka pwedeng magsuot ng
sapatos na hindi magkapares sa parehong oras... posible, pero pangit
tingnan.
31. Minsan di rin naman talaga ginusto ng mga taong minahal natin ang
saktan tayo. Di naman nila sinasadyang iwan tayo para sa bagong
dumating. Minsan kailangan natin tanggapin na sa paniniwala nila mas
mahal nila yun. Ganun talaga, dun sila kung saan sila masaya. Ganun
din naman siguro ang gagawin natin kung tayo ang nasa... sitwasyon na
yon diba? Lahat tayo mararanasang AGAWIN, MANG-AGAW at MAAGAWAN
Pana-panahon lang yan.
32.Minsan kahit ikaw ang naka-schedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay,
kasi hindi ikaw ang priority
32.Sabi nila, sa kahit ano raw problema, isang tao lang ang
makakatulong sa'yo – ang sarili mo. Tama sila. Isinuplong ako ng
sarili ko. Kaya siguro namigay ng konsensya ang Diyos, alam niyang
hindi sa lahat ng oras eh gumagana ang utak ng tao. Ang konsensya ay
bahagi ng ating kaisipan na humuhusga kung mabuti o masama ang kilos
na iyong gagawin o ginagawa.
33. Hindi naman kailangan ng maraming tao para bumuo ng mundo eh...
Minsan isang tao lang ang kasama mo, buo na ang mundong kailangan mo
habambuhay
34.Ang isa sa PINAKAMASARAP NA FEELING sa mundo ay yung titingin ka pa
lang sa CRUSH mo... PERO SIYA NAKATINGIN NA!!
35.Ang PINAKAMASAKIT NA PAKIRAMDAM sa mundo ay yung nararamdaman mong
hindi ka na nya mahal pero hindi nya masabi sa'yo dahil wala ka namang
ginagawang masama...
36.Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo
para mahalin ka nya
37.ANG TANONG: Gaano ba kaimposibleng mahalin ang taong mahal mo na
nagmamahal ng iba?? ANG SAGOT: Para kang nag-aantay ng paparahing
Jeep... sa istasyon ng Tren
38.Parang elevator lang yan eh... bakit mo ipagsisiksikan ang sarili
mo kung wala nang pwesto para sa'yo. Eh meron namang hagdan, ayaw mo
lang pansinin
39.Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sa'yo, hayaan mo... malay mo sa mga
susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang
40. Alam mo ba ang pinagkaiba ng bulag at ng mga nakakakita? Hindi
alam ng mga nakakakita kung kelan sila bulag
41.Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao
rin na hindi mo mahal pero mahal ka, Kaya quits lang
42.May mga taong minsan lang daraan sa buhay natin, minsan makikilala,
makakasama, mamahalin, pahahalagahan at aalagaan, pero kadalasan pala
yung minsan na yun... habang-buhay na sa alaala natin.. minsan di
sapat na mahal mo ang isang tao, at alam mo na mahalaga ka para sa
kanya, kasi bago ang lahat.... dapat alam mo ang pinagkaiba ng MAHAL
sa MAHALAGA LANG!
43. Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag
natuto silang umibig eh hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?
44.Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pagtinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga
lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon
InstaLLing ///// LOVE/////
*credits goes to babypowder of pD*
Installing Love
Tech Support: Yes, how can I help you?
Customer: Well , after much consideration, I've decided to install Love.
Can you guide me through the process?
Tech Support: Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?
Customer: Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What
do I do first?
Tech Support: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located
your Heart?
Customer: Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it
okay to install Love while they are Running?
Tech Support: What programs are running?
Customer: Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge and
Resentment running right now.
TechSupport: No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from
your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory
but it will no longer Disrupt other programs. Love will eventually
override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High
Self-Esteem. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge and
Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly
installed. Can you turn those off?
Customer: I don't Know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?
Tech Support: With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke
Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and
Resentment have been completely erased.
I loved this!
Customer: Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal?
Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program.
You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the
upgrades.
Customer: Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error -
Program not running on internal components." What should I do?
Tech Support: Don't worry. It means that the Love program is set up
to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In
non-technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before
you can Love others.
Customer: So, what should I do?
Tech Support: Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following
files: Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your
Limitations.
Customer: Okay, done.
Tech Support: Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system
will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty
programming. Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from
all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is
completely gone and never comes back.
Customer: Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files. Smile
is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying
themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal?
Tech Support: Sometimes. For others it takes awhile, but eventually
everything gets it at the proper time. So Love is installed and
running. One more thing before We hang up. Love is Freeware. Be
sure to give it and its various modules toeveryone you meet. They will
in turn share it with others and return some cool modules back to
you.
Customer: Thank you, God.
Installing Love
Tech Support: Yes, how can I help you?
Customer: Well , after much consideration, I've decided to install Love.
Can you guide me through the process?
Tech Support: Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?
Customer: Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What
do I do first?
Tech Support: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located
your Heart?
Customer: Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it
okay to install Love while they are Running?
Tech Support: What programs are running?
Customer: Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge and
Resentment running right now.
TechSupport: No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from
your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory
but it will no longer Disrupt other programs. Love will eventually
override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High
Self-Esteem. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge and
Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly
installed. Can you turn those off?
Customer: I don't Know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?
Tech Support: With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke
Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and
Resentment have been completely erased.
I loved this!
Customer: Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal?
Tech Support: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program.
You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the
upgrades.
Customer: Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error -
Program not running on internal components." What should I do?
Tech Support: Don't worry. It means that the Love program is set up
to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In
non-technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before
you can Love others.
Customer: So, what should I do?
Tech Support: Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following
files: Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your
Limitations.
Customer: Okay, done.
Tech Support: Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system
will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty
programming. Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from
all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is
completely gone and never comes back.
Customer: Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files. Smile
is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying
themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal?
Tech Support: Sometimes. For others it takes awhile, but eventually
everything gets it at the proper time. So Love is installed and
running. One more thing before We hang up. Love is Freeware. Be
sure to give it and its various modules toeveryone you meet. They will
in turn share it with others and return some cool modules back to
you.
Customer: Thank you, God.
ROMEO & JULIET MEETS Final Destination
Boy: Baby, we need to talk.
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me... I love
him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving...
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).]
Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I
can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill
me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says...
"Erica,
You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be
better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care
about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so
much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared
about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You
really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I
thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the
right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate
someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the
rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never
want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a
promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that.
Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you
have from me. ***, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon
bitch... Goodbye.
- Ricardo"
[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely...
Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He
told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad
might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all
my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to
run away with me... -Ricardo"]
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of
slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how
stupid I am!!
Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
... Erica turns the T.V. on......
[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we
are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never
forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys
boarding school..." the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because
of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ]
... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo,
he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home
so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight
because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I
am staying for good
Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?
Boy: Something has come up...
Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?
Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.
Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me... I love
him so much.
Boy: Baby, are you there??
Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??
Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..
Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.
Boy: I'm leaving...
Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.
Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.
Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.
Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.
Girl: I can't believe this.
[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts & yells furiously
ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the
damn phone!! (And hangs up).]
Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.
Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.
Boy: Would you run away with me?
Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I
can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill
me!
Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..
Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.
Boy: I need to give you something tonite, because I am leaving on
flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.
Girl: Okay, I will sneak out & meet you at the park.
Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives
her a note.]
Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.
Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)
Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.
Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)
[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]
It says...
"Erica,
You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be
better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care
about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so
much, you are my bitch and dont you ever forget that. I never cared
about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You
really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving I
thought you should know that I hate you, bitch. You never did the
right thing, and you were never there. I didnt think I could hate
someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the
rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never
want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a
promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that.
Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you
have from me. ***, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon
bitch... Goodbye.
- Ricardo"
[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ]
... A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely...
Then she gets a phone call....
Friend: How are you feeling?
Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.
Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He
told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...
Girl: Umm.. okay.
[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,
It says:
"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad
might read it, so I switched a few words...
Hate = Love
Never = Always
Bitch = Baby
Will not= will
.... I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all
my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to
run away with me... -Ricardo"]
Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of
slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how
stupid I am!!
Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.
Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!
... Erica turns the T.V. on......
[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we
are still searching for survivors... This is a tragedy we will never
forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys
boarding school..." the Reporter says.
[ She turns off the t.v. ... 3 days later, she kills herself, because
of the fact that Ricardo was dead & she had nothing to live for... ]
... A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo,
he called to leave a message. "Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home
so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight
because I had to see you one last time. So, I hope your not worried. I
am staying for good
A STORY OF FRIENDSHIP
*credits goes to sehren of PD*
Tom and I were good friends from the time we were both eight y/o. We
lived in the same compound, their house is not far from ours. He was
with his mother and his younger sister, Theresa. I have learned that
his father died when he was only six but I haven't known the reason of
his death. We studied in the same school since elementary up to
secondary. We were both studying in the same university as we entered
college. I take up engineering while he chooses Astronomy for he
wanted to reach the stars as he often said.
Thomas Malter is a joyous person who keeps smiling even in tough
times. It seems that he can handle everything with his smile. He's
tall, merely five feet and nine inches, however, I'm taller than him.
He wears eyeglasses often, a living proof that speaks about my
bestfriend being a book-aholic.
Tom and I planned to spend our summer vacation in our province. We
invited some closest pals we had during our high school days --
Sherwin, Moises, Jethro, and Rod. Since all of us were boys, we made
it more exciting by adding a night camp. When it was all set more wild
things had happened. While on the camp, I guess it was past 10 o'clock
in the evening when me and my best bud arrived unnoticed by our
friends. They sat together forming a circle around the bonfire when we
heard them discussed ruthlessly about Tom. They said that Tom might be
addicted to drugs for he had lost his weight. Tom indeed lost his
weight, which I haven't noticed since we spent our years together. But
accusing Tom a drug user made me feel frustrated. I want to answer
those stupid words they've said, but before I could open my mouth, Tom
made the first response, he smiled and just said, "Yeah.. I ate as
much as I can.. but I guess, constant lack of sleep might be the
reason why I lost my weight.. Don't worry buddy, I don't have vices."
Everybody was surprised to see us. When all looked satisfied with his
response I said a little joke, "Nothing to bother.. Tom won't used
drugs... without me." Everybody laughed, even Tom. We talked a lot of
things starting from school activities, family matters and of course
girls businesses. While on the climax of our trip, Tom suddenly got up
on his feet with a bottle of beer on his left hand, looked above and
whispered, "Venus is so ordinary. It's beautiful indeed. There are
other constellations around it but not frequently perceived. When I
was a kid, my mama told me that wishes do come true, when you asked
them in the biggest and brightest star you've seen from the sky. I
often thought that it was Venus she's talking about. See? I'm 19 and
yet I still believe in wishes. I think I'm already full, so I should
say goodnight buddies." He smiled as he said those words. From that
very moment I got curious the way Tom acted.
Soon, after summer vacation, I noticed that Tom gets thinner and
thinner every week that passed. He often missed his classes, which
actually didn't happen before. I would like to confront him about his
condition but another problem occured when my girlfriend and I got a
misunderstanding. After two weeks of not seeing him, I decided to
visit him and ask how he was. Theresa, his younger sister opened the
door and asked me to come inside and wait for his brother. I was
surprised when he came out with his usual smile but it's pale face
that bothered me. I asked him what happened to him because he looks
very ill, he just said, "I got sick and my doctor told me to take some
rest. Zach, don't worry I'd be in school by next week." Though I'm not
satisfied with his answer I still tried to have a normal conversation
with him. I told him a lot of stories about the happenings in our
school, and even told him about the unsolved misunderstanding, my girl
and I had. He gave me some advice on how to make things alright. When
we're done I bid goodbye to him and he said, "Goodnight, Zach. It's a
fine evening." I replied sarcastically, "Yeah.. saying 'goodnight'
makes the evening fine." I didn't mean to upset him but I did. He
calmly said, "Each time I go to my bed to sleep I never forget to say
'goodnight' to everyone inside this house. I believed that we will be
having a better day if we had a good night." It was annoying to hear
that or maybe I'm just guilty about ti so I just smiled and left him.
On my way home, I really wanted to talk to my girl but I know I had
nothing to say, so I just send her a text message saying 'goodnight',
hoping that Tom was right-- that tomorrow would be a better day when
we had a good night. The following day I received a phone call from my
girlfriend. I do admit that I missed her and I'm glad that everything
about us is finally okay. Tom was right, and i'd love to share this
with him, but I realized that he needs some rest, and maybe I should
tell him the whole story some other time when he's already fine. I
remember Tom's girl, Selena. She was undoubtedly pretty and one of a
kind, very rare. It was almost tyo years when they broke up, and Tom
never courted another woman again. I haven't known the real reason of
their break up except that it was Tom who split up with her. When I
asked him what she did that made him realized to end their
relationship, he just humbly said, "I am not worthy of having a
beautiful lady like her. She deserves to be happy with someone else."
Monday morning, three days after we had solved the quarrel, I expect
that Tom was already in school so I went straight to the next building
after my last subject. I found Tom taking his way home. I greeted him
with a joke, "How's your vacation, buddy?" He just smiled and said,
"Yeah, I'm tired having a good time with my bed." We both laughed at
his corny joke. We walked together in a street with plenty of people
around us which made him very fascinated to look around-- maybe
because of those tiring moment he had in his room. I told him that my
girl and I had cleaned up the mess. He said he was glad to hear that.
Suddenly, he fell down on his knees. I asked him if he's okay but I
heard nothing. He was definitely unconscious that time so I rushed him
in the nearest hospital. I called Tom's mother to inform her what had
happened earlier. She immediately ran to come to where Tom is lying.
Finally, after an hour of waiting the doctor came out with Tom's
mother. She was calmed and patiently came up to me. I asked her how
Tom is doing. And she told me everything I never wanted to believe.
I formally excuse myself to Mrs. Malter. I'm not aware where my feet
led me until I found myself sitting in the floor of the hospital far
from Tom's room. For the first time in my life I couldn't able to
control my emotions. Every drop of hope left me behind. Now, I
certainly know the reason about everything that bothers me since last
summer. Now I know why Tom weirdly acted that way and whispered those
words. Now I know what his plain smile when he said goodnight last
week means. Why his frail body gets even weaker each and every passing
day. And yes, the reason why he broke up with Selena. Now I know
everything.
For two years, he had suffered the unbearable pain. He and his family
were aware that he's going to die supposedly last summer but miracle
arrived when God gave him another almost two months to live with
us.Each night he spent his time in bed praying that somehow the pain
could be reduced even for a minute.
The next day when I woke up I couldn't accept the fact that I wasn't
dreaming. I visited him in the hospital and told him I knew
everything. I asked him why he hadn't even informed me regardless to
his condition. He just smiled and said, "There's nothing you can do,
Zach. My father died the same sickness I have. This bone cancer really
hurt me. I just want to live normal as anyone did. I thought I'm going
to die without your knowledge, however, looks like God didn't allow
that to happen. See? I supposed to die last summer but I'm here in the
hospital room talking to you." I don't know how he handled to smile in
such pain. Maybe he doesn't want to look pathetic. In a moment of
silence I had to let go of the words I never thought would came out of
my mouth. "Why? Why of all people, Tom?" I never expected him to
answer my question but he made a response. "I also asked God why of
all people it's me He chose to gain this sickness? But I'm afraid I
couldn't hear any answer from Him. Will you give me a favor, Zach?" I
nodded once and asked him what it is, he said, "I know you're going to
be busy this week, you will be taking midterm exams right? So maybe
its time for you to focus on your studies first instead of visiting me
here in the hospital, but please do come up here by Saturday night
after you've done with your tests." I agreed and promised him to be
there that day. Silence and Tom's smile occupied the entire room. And
before I left Tom in the hospital I gave him a rosary and told him not
to lose his faith in God.
It was a busy week, I gathered notes from my classmates and reviewed
all my lessons. But I'm much worried about Tom. And when Saturday
came, when I'm done with my exams, and confident that I could pass
them all, I hurriedly rushed to the hospital for I couldn't wait to
let Tom know about it. I know he's waiting to hear my stories. It was
past eight in the evening when I arrived, and I never thought that it
would be the last time I'd see my bestfriend alive. I found his Mom
outside the room where her son was lying. Though she tried to speak
calmly, those tears of grief in her eyes failed to hide the pain she
was feeling inside. "Tom is waiting for you, talk to him and tell him
it's alright."
I was still hoping that I was thinking wrong, but when I opened the
door, the priest beside him-- even without saying a single word--
showed me everything. I slowly walked into the room never wanting to
believe everything in front of me. Tom breathed very slowly, I know
he's awake but was unable to move his body and couldn't give a word.
Now I know it's true, and time had come for me to free him from all
the pain and accept everything. I knelt beside Tom while saying, "It's
alright Tom. It's alright. I know you're tired and you want to rest
now, you may rest now Tom. Thank you for waiting. Thank you for being
a good friend. Thank you." As I said those words, Tom stopped
breathing. I didn't know if it's the right thing to say. I couldn't do
anything until I found myself crying as I walked outside the room.
As the funeral ended, all I wanted is to lie in my bed and sleep. I'm
all alone in my room. The moon shines brightly as ever. I looked for
Venus and realized that Tom was right, it was beautiful indeed. Though
many constellations form in the sky, Venus stands among them. Tom, my
best friend, I know he's happy now. Finally, all the pain is gone.
"Goodnight, Tom. Sleep well."
-The End-
Source: School Journal
Tom and I were good friends from the time we were both eight y/o. We
lived in the same compound, their house is not far from ours. He was
with his mother and his younger sister, Theresa. I have learned that
his father died when he was only six but I haven't known the reason of
his death. We studied in the same school since elementary up to
secondary. We were both studying in the same university as we entered
college. I take up engineering while he chooses Astronomy for he
wanted to reach the stars as he often said.
Thomas Malter is a joyous person who keeps smiling even in tough
times. It seems that he can handle everything with his smile. He's
tall, merely five feet and nine inches, however, I'm taller than him.
He wears eyeglasses often, a living proof that speaks about my
bestfriend being a book-aholic.
Tom and I planned to spend our summer vacation in our province. We
invited some closest pals we had during our high school days --
Sherwin, Moises, Jethro, and Rod. Since all of us were boys, we made
it more exciting by adding a night camp. When it was all set more wild
things had happened. While on the camp, I guess it was past 10 o'clock
in the evening when me and my best bud arrived unnoticed by our
friends. They sat together forming a circle around the bonfire when we
heard them discussed ruthlessly about Tom. They said that Tom might be
addicted to drugs for he had lost his weight. Tom indeed lost his
weight, which I haven't noticed since we spent our years together. But
accusing Tom a drug user made me feel frustrated. I want to answer
those stupid words they've said, but before I could open my mouth, Tom
made the first response, he smiled and just said, "Yeah.. I ate as
much as I can.. but I guess, constant lack of sleep might be the
reason why I lost my weight.. Don't worry buddy, I don't have vices."
Everybody was surprised to see us. When all looked satisfied with his
response I said a little joke, "Nothing to bother.. Tom won't used
drugs... without me." Everybody laughed, even Tom. We talked a lot of
things starting from school activities, family matters and of course
girls businesses. While on the climax of our trip, Tom suddenly got up
on his feet with a bottle of beer on his left hand, looked above and
whispered, "Venus is so ordinary. It's beautiful indeed. There are
other constellations around it but not frequently perceived. When I
was a kid, my mama told me that wishes do come true, when you asked
them in the biggest and brightest star you've seen from the sky. I
often thought that it was Venus she's talking about. See? I'm 19 and
yet I still believe in wishes. I think I'm already full, so I should
say goodnight buddies." He smiled as he said those words. From that
very moment I got curious the way Tom acted.
Soon, after summer vacation, I noticed that Tom gets thinner and
thinner every week that passed. He often missed his classes, which
actually didn't happen before. I would like to confront him about his
condition but another problem occured when my girlfriend and I got a
misunderstanding. After two weeks of not seeing him, I decided to
visit him and ask how he was. Theresa, his younger sister opened the
door and asked me to come inside and wait for his brother. I was
surprised when he came out with his usual smile but it's pale face
that bothered me. I asked him what happened to him because he looks
very ill, he just said, "I got sick and my doctor told me to take some
rest. Zach, don't worry I'd be in school by next week." Though I'm not
satisfied with his answer I still tried to have a normal conversation
with him. I told him a lot of stories about the happenings in our
school, and even told him about the unsolved misunderstanding, my girl
and I had. He gave me some advice on how to make things alright. When
we're done I bid goodbye to him and he said, "Goodnight, Zach. It's a
fine evening." I replied sarcastically, "Yeah.. saying 'goodnight'
makes the evening fine." I didn't mean to upset him but I did. He
calmly said, "Each time I go to my bed to sleep I never forget to say
'goodnight' to everyone inside this house. I believed that we will be
having a better day if we had a good night." It was annoying to hear
that or maybe I'm just guilty about ti so I just smiled and left him.
On my way home, I really wanted to talk to my girl but I know I had
nothing to say, so I just send her a text message saying 'goodnight',
hoping that Tom was right-- that tomorrow would be a better day when
we had a good night. The following day I received a phone call from my
girlfriend. I do admit that I missed her and I'm glad that everything
about us is finally okay. Tom was right, and i'd love to share this
with him, but I realized that he needs some rest, and maybe I should
tell him the whole story some other time when he's already fine. I
remember Tom's girl, Selena. She was undoubtedly pretty and one of a
kind, very rare. It was almost tyo years when they broke up, and Tom
never courted another woman again. I haven't known the real reason of
their break up except that it was Tom who split up with her. When I
asked him what she did that made him realized to end their
relationship, he just humbly said, "I am not worthy of having a
beautiful lady like her. She deserves to be happy with someone else."
Monday morning, three days after we had solved the quarrel, I expect
that Tom was already in school so I went straight to the next building
after my last subject. I found Tom taking his way home. I greeted him
with a joke, "How's your vacation, buddy?" He just smiled and said,
"Yeah, I'm tired having a good time with my bed." We both laughed at
his corny joke. We walked together in a street with plenty of people
around us which made him very fascinated to look around-- maybe
because of those tiring moment he had in his room. I told him that my
girl and I had cleaned up the mess. He said he was glad to hear that.
Suddenly, he fell down on his knees. I asked him if he's okay but I
heard nothing. He was definitely unconscious that time so I rushed him
in the nearest hospital. I called Tom's mother to inform her what had
happened earlier. She immediately ran to come to where Tom is lying.
Finally, after an hour of waiting the doctor came out with Tom's
mother. She was calmed and patiently came up to me. I asked her how
Tom is doing. And she told me everything I never wanted to believe.
I formally excuse myself to Mrs. Malter. I'm not aware where my feet
led me until I found myself sitting in the floor of the hospital far
from Tom's room. For the first time in my life I couldn't able to
control my emotions. Every drop of hope left me behind. Now, I
certainly know the reason about everything that bothers me since last
summer. Now I know why Tom weirdly acted that way and whispered those
words. Now I know what his plain smile when he said goodnight last
week means. Why his frail body gets even weaker each and every passing
day. And yes, the reason why he broke up with Selena. Now I know
everything.
For two years, he had suffered the unbearable pain. He and his family
were aware that he's going to die supposedly last summer but miracle
arrived when God gave him another almost two months to live with
us.Each night he spent his time in bed praying that somehow the pain
could be reduced even for a minute.
The next day when I woke up I couldn't accept the fact that I wasn't
dreaming. I visited him in the hospital and told him I knew
everything. I asked him why he hadn't even informed me regardless to
his condition. He just smiled and said, "There's nothing you can do,
Zach. My father died the same sickness I have. This bone cancer really
hurt me. I just want to live normal as anyone did. I thought I'm going
to die without your knowledge, however, looks like God didn't allow
that to happen. See? I supposed to die last summer but I'm here in the
hospital room talking to you." I don't know how he handled to smile in
such pain. Maybe he doesn't want to look pathetic. In a moment of
silence I had to let go of the words I never thought would came out of
my mouth. "Why? Why of all people, Tom?" I never expected him to
answer my question but he made a response. "I also asked God why of
all people it's me He chose to gain this sickness? But I'm afraid I
couldn't hear any answer from Him. Will you give me a favor, Zach?" I
nodded once and asked him what it is, he said, "I know you're going to
be busy this week, you will be taking midterm exams right? So maybe
its time for you to focus on your studies first instead of visiting me
here in the hospital, but please do come up here by Saturday night
after you've done with your tests." I agreed and promised him to be
there that day. Silence and Tom's smile occupied the entire room. And
before I left Tom in the hospital I gave him a rosary and told him not
to lose his faith in God.
It was a busy week, I gathered notes from my classmates and reviewed
all my lessons. But I'm much worried about Tom. And when Saturday
came, when I'm done with my exams, and confident that I could pass
them all, I hurriedly rushed to the hospital for I couldn't wait to
let Tom know about it. I know he's waiting to hear my stories. It was
past eight in the evening when I arrived, and I never thought that it
would be the last time I'd see my bestfriend alive. I found his Mom
outside the room where her son was lying. Though she tried to speak
calmly, those tears of grief in her eyes failed to hide the pain she
was feeling inside. "Tom is waiting for you, talk to him and tell him
it's alright."
I was still hoping that I was thinking wrong, but when I opened the
door, the priest beside him-- even without saying a single word--
showed me everything. I slowly walked into the room never wanting to
believe everything in front of me. Tom breathed very slowly, I know
he's awake but was unable to move his body and couldn't give a word.
Now I know it's true, and time had come for me to free him from all
the pain and accept everything. I knelt beside Tom while saying, "It's
alright Tom. It's alright. I know you're tired and you want to rest
now, you may rest now Tom. Thank you for waiting. Thank you for being
a good friend. Thank you." As I said those words, Tom stopped
breathing. I didn't know if it's the right thing to say. I couldn't do
anything until I found myself crying as I walked outside the room.
As the funeral ended, all I wanted is to lie in my bed and sleep. I'm
all alone in my room. The moon shines brightly as ever. I looked for
Venus and realized that Tom was right, it was beautiful indeed. Though
many constellations form in the sky, Venus stands among them. Tom, my
best friend, I know he's happy now. Finally, all the pain is gone.
"Goodnight, Tom. Sleep well."
-The End-
Source: School Journal
A SAD LOVE STORY
Credit goes to rebel_chiq of pD originaLLy its a taglish story but im
translating it to english so that everybody can understand :)
A girl was waiting for her boyfriend... On the first day, she sent a
message to the guy saying, "miss you na! what time r u c0ming?" She's
waiting for the reply.. but the guy didn't reply. Second message: "I
texted you earlier, why arent u replying?... what time r u c0ming?! I
need your answer asap..." She waited for 5 hours, she still didnt get
any reply... She got mad, turned off her CP and said, "I will not
open this cellphone unless he will c0me here.." After a few minutes,
the girl fell asleep... Second day, she's still waiting for her
boyfriend. She'll miscall her bf's ph0ne then drop the call. She told
herself, "Does he love me pa ba?!" He Knows that when she is
miscalling him.. She's expecting that the boy will call him back..
until its evening and no one came, no one called.. her CP still off...
Third day, she's still waiting. Miscalled to her bf again. After a few
hours, the phone rung... She answered it quickly... "Hello" On the
second line, "Hon, I love you very much.." out of the blue it went to
busy line. She got really really mad sits d0wn & watched t.v. After a
few minutes, someb0dy kn0cked. She stood quickly and opened the door.
She opened the door. She was surprised when she saw her bf standing at
the door. With good looks, white long sleeves and white pants... The
guy said, "Come with me... Let me make it up to u..." She answered,
"Wait, I'll just..." "Come let's go..." After a few minutes, they're
on some place. Theyre at the guy's h0use.. She got nerv0us.. She's
asking.. what happened?..Why is it there a lot of people.. and a red
light.. What's that?... (she stopped for a while). "Your mom" n0b0dy
replied... The guy only looked at her face... Suddenly s0meb0dy called
her. She's shocked when she saw the guy's mom crying and embraced
her... "Come with me" she th0ught her bf's still behind her. On the
door, she's shocked when she saw a dead person infront of her... She
looks at her back.. but the guy is gone.. where he went, she didnt
kn0w...She didnt see him walk infront of her.. The mother said, "why
is it that u only came t0day? Yesterday ive been texting & calling u!
But ur ph0nes off .. She opened her CP and sat for a while and read
the messages... There are 5 unread messages... She opened the first
message... "Hija, my son is now 50/50. Come here, he needs you..." The
second message: "Please come here or reply... He needs u now.." Third
message: "My son is on comatose... Can you visit him now?... You're
his strength.." Fourth message: "Hija, my son is dead" and then she
cried to think that her love is now gone in her life... She thought
ab0ut what just happened earlier... She's with the guy the past few
hours.. But she kept on thinking.. Until she realized what the guy
meant when he said... "Come let's go"... "pls visit me. .Itz already
my last day of vigil,i'll be buried tom0rr0w ..."
translating it to english so that everybody can understand :)
A girl was waiting for her boyfriend... On the first day, she sent a
message to the guy saying, "miss you na! what time r u c0ming?" She's
waiting for the reply.. but the guy didn't reply. Second message: "I
texted you earlier, why arent u replying?... what time r u c0ming?! I
need your answer asap..." She waited for 5 hours, she still didnt get
any reply... She got mad, turned off her CP and said, "I will not
open this cellphone unless he will c0me here.." After a few minutes,
the girl fell asleep... Second day, she's still waiting for her
boyfriend. She'll miscall her bf's ph0ne then drop the call. She told
herself, "Does he love me pa ba?!" He Knows that when she is
miscalling him.. She's expecting that the boy will call him back..
until its evening and no one came, no one called.. her CP still off...
Third day, she's still waiting. Miscalled to her bf again. After a few
hours, the phone rung... She answered it quickly... "Hello" On the
second line, "Hon, I love you very much.." out of the blue it went to
busy line. She got really really mad sits d0wn & watched t.v. After a
few minutes, someb0dy kn0cked. She stood quickly and opened the door.
She opened the door. She was surprised when she saw her bf standing at
the door. With good looks, white long sleeves and white pants... The
guy said, "Come with me... Let me make it up to u..." She answered,
"Wait, I'll just..." "Come let's go..." After a few minutes, they're
on some place. Theyre at the guy's h0use.. She got nerv0us.. She's
asking.. what happened?..Why is it there a lot of people.. and a red
light.. What's that?... (she stopped for a while). "Your mom" n0b0dy
replied... The guy only looked at her face... Suddenly s0meb0dy called
her. She's shocked when she saw the guy's mom crying and embraced
her... "Come with me" she th0ught her bf's still behind her. On the
door, she's shocked when she saw a dead person infront of her... She
looks at her back.. but the guy is gone.. where he went, she didnt
kn0w...She didnt see him walk infront of her.. The mother said, "why
is it that u only came t0day? Yesterday ive been texting & calling u!
But ur ph0nes off .. She opened her CP and sat for a while and read
the messages... There are 5 unread messages... She opened the first
message... "Hija, my son is now 50/50. Come here, he needs you..." The
second message: "Please come here or reply... He needs u now.." Third
message: "My son is on comatose... Can you visit him now?... You're
his strength.." Fourth message: "Hija, my son is dead" and then she
cried to think that her love is now gone in her life... She thought
ab0ut what just happened earlier... She's with the guy the past few
hours.. But she kept on thinking.. Until she realized what the guy
meant when he said... "Come let's go"... "pls visit me. .Itz already
my last day of vigil,i'll be buried tom0rr0w ..."
The Dog, the Monkey, the Cow & the Man
*credits to bauer of PD*
On the first day God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the
door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I
will give you a life span of twenty years." The dog said, "That's too
long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give you back the other
ten."
So God agreed.
On the second day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people,
do monkey tricks and make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty-year life
span." The monkey said, "Monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think
so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?"
And God agreed.
On the third day God created the cow. "You must go to the field with
the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and
give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty
years."
The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for
sixty years. Let me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty."
And God agreed again.
On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, marry
and enjoy your life. I'll give you twenty years."
Man said, "What? Only twenty years? Tell you what, I'll take my
twenty, and the forty the cow gave back, and the ten the monkey gave
back, and the ten the dog gave back, that makes eighty, okay?"
Okay," said God, "You've got a deal."
So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy
ourselves; the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our
family; the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the
grandchildren; and the last ten years we sit on the front porch and
bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you.
On the first day God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the
door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I
will give you a life span of twenty years." The dog said, "That's too
long to be barking. Give me ten years and I'll give you back the other
ten."
So God agreed.
On the second day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people,
do monkey tricks and make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty-year life
span." The monkey said, "Monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think
so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's what I'll do too, okay?"
And God agreed.
On the third day God created the cow. "You must go to the field with
the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and
give milk to support the farmer. I will give you a life span of sixty
years."
The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for
sixty years. Let me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty."
And God agreed again.
On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, marry
and enjoy your life. I'll give you twenty years."
Man said, "What? Only twenty years? Tell you what, I'll take my
twenty, and the forty the cow gave back, and the ten the monkey gave
back, and the ten the dog gave back, that makes eighty, okay?"
Okay," said God, "You've got a deal."
So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy
ourselves; the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our
family; the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the
grandchildren; and the last ten years we sit on the front porch and
bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you.
a very touching story about GOD,a m0m & a cancer patient kid
*credits* to the one who originaLLy made this
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right?
When can I see him?'
The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't
make it.'
Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any
more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?'
The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One
of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to
the university.'
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her
son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair...
'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded
yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag
and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the
University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no
at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe
it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.'
She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone
else. Always wanting to help others if he could..'
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after
spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with
Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty
house. She carried Jimmy's belongings , and the plastic bag with the
lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in
his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lays down across
his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed
was a folded letter. The letter said:
'Dear Mom,
I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever
forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I
Love You'. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day..
Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt
a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can
have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a
girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do.
You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma
and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some,
but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so
cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look
like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him.
Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on
God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when
I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye
and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know
what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write
you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going
to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to giv e you the
answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'where was He when I
needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His
son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with
all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you.
To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool?
I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more
names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with
Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is
all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God
couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The
Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special
Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right?
When can I see him?'
The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't
make it.'
Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any
more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?'
The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One
of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to
the university.'
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her
son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair...
'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded
yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag
and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the
University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no
at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe
it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.'
She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone
else. Always wanting to help others if he could..'
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after
spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with
Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty
house. She carried Jimmy's belongings , and the plastic bag with the
lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in
his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lays down across
his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed
was a folded letter. The letter said:
'Dear Mom,
I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever
forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I
Love You'. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day..
Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt
a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can
have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a
girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do.
You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma
and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some,
but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so
cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look
like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him.
Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on
God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when
I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye
and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know
what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write
you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going
to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to giv e you the
answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'where was He when I
needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His
son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with
all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you.
To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool?
I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more
names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with
Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is
all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God
couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The
Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special
Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
Labo n'yo boys ! ! !
if i stare at u
sinasabi m0 "may gust0 ako say0". .
if i smiLe naman
sinasabi m0 "fLirt ak0". .
kung manLiLigaw ka sa akin at sasagutin kita agad
sinasabi m0 "easy t0 get ak0". .
Pag sinabi k0 pag-iisipan k0 muna
sinasabi m0 naman "pa-hard t0 get pa". .
Tap0s pag nag-date tay0 with my friends
sinasabi m0 naman "paLagi na Lang barkada"
if u kiss naman t0 me
sinasabi m0 "madaLi ak0ng madaLa"
an0 ba taLaga b0ys? ?
Lab0 ny0 taLaga. . -.-
sinasabi m0 "may gust0 ako say0". .
if i smiLe naman
sinasabi m0 "fLirt ak0". .
kung manLiLigaw ka sa akin at sasagutin kita agad
sinasabi m0 "easy t0 get ak0". .
Pag sinabi k0 pag-iisipan k0 muna
sinasabi m0 naman "pa-hard t0 get pa". .
Tap0s pag nag-date tay0 with my friends
sinasabi m0 naman "paLagi na Lang barkada"
if u kiss naman t0 me
sinasabi m0 "madaLi ak0ng madaLa"
an0 ba taLaga b0ys? ?
Lab0 ny0 taLaga. . -.-
Hello, Ghost!
Sang-Man Cha Tae-Hyun attempts to commit suicide by jumping off a
bridge and into a river. He fails, but the end result is that he
starts seeing ghosts. Sang- Man then goes to the hospital and gets anl
examination. Is he going crazy? Meanwhile, Sang- Man meets nurse Jung
Yun- Soo Kang Ye- Won at the hospital and quickly falls in
love. But those pesky ghosts still haunt Sang-Man everywhere he goes.
Sang- Man then attempts to help the ghosts fulfill their unrealized
dreams to get them to leave him alone once and for all ...
-i can describe it in one word: UNPREDICTABLE! Atleast it was . . for me. :)
bridge and into a river. He fails, but the end result is that he
starts seeing ghosts. Sang- Man then goes to the hospital and gets anl
examination. Is he going crazy? Meanwhile, Sang- Man meets nurse Jung
Yun- Soo Kang Ye- Won at the hospital and quickly falls in
love. But those pesky ghosts still haunt Sang-Man everywhere he goes.
Sang- Man then attempts to help the ghosts fulfill their unrealized
dreams to get them to leave him alone once and for all ...
-i can describe it in one word: UNPREDICTABLE! Atleast it was . . for me. :)
Hachiko: A Dog's Story
A college proffessor receives a dog as a present and names it
"Hachiko." The dog would accompany his owner to the train station
everyday and return each afternoon to greet his owner. Then one day
the professor passes away and never returns to the train station.
Amazingly enough,
Hachiko returns to the same train station every day for the next years
of his life.
-My heart totally broke watching this one.
"Hachiko." The dog would accompany his owner to the train station
everyday and return each afternoon to greet his owner. Then one day
the professor passes away and never returns to the train station.
Amazingly enough,
Hachiko returns to the same train station every day for the next years
of his life.
-My heart totally broke watching this one.
♡ It Started With A Kiss ♡
♡ It Started With A Kiss ♡
Synopsis
After an earthquake
destroyed Xiang Qin's
house, she and her father
moved in with the family of
her father's college buddy,
Uncle Ah Li. To her surprise, the kind and amicable aunt
and uncle are the parents
of her cold and distant
schoolmate Jiang Zhi Shu, a
genius with an IQ of 200
whom not too long ago rejected her endless crush
on him. Will the close
proximity give her a second
chance to win Zhi Shu's
heart? Or, will her love for
him end under his cold words? What happens when
there is competition for his
heart?
-This is my ultimate favorite series of all time. As i drowned into
this series i found myself falling hopelessly inlove with ZhiShu's
character that it made me want to fly to Taiwan just to take a glimpse
of him. *sigh* . It's been 3 or 4 years already but i still can't get
over this series.
♡♡♡
Synopsis
After an earthquake
destroyed Xiang Qin's
house, she and her father
moved in with the family of
her father's college buddy,
Uncle Ah Li. To her surprise, the kind and amicable aunt
and uncle are the parents
of her cold and distant
schoolmate Jiang Zhi Shu, a
genius with an IQ of 200
whom not too long ago rejected her endless crush
on him. Will the close
proximity give her a second
chance to win Zhi Shu's
heart? Or, will her love for
him end under his cold words? What happens when
there is competition for his
heart?
-This is my ultimate favorite series of all time. As i drowned into
this series i found myself falling hopelessly inlove with ZhiShu's
character that it made me want to fly to Taiwan just to take a glimpse
of him. *sigh* . It's been 3 or 4 years already but i still can't get
over this series.
♡♡♡
♥ They Kissed Again ♥
♥ They Kissed Again ♥
Synopsis
The sequel of It Started With A Kiss begins with Xiang Qin and Zhi
Shu's wedding and honeymoon. Even after marriage, they experience
problems and interferences within their marriage such as mistaken
pregnancy, misunderstandings, and new found jealousies. Xiang Qin and
Zhi Shu switch to medical school to become nurse and doctor. During
that time, Zhi Shu meets new rivals who wish to outdo him and Xiang
Qin makes four new friends, and one of them likes her
and wishes to replace Zhi Shu. How will their lives turn out to be?
-Ah. . Who would forget this? If i had tons of laughs in the
first one. . I had a number of crying times while watching this one.
Synopsis
The sequel of It Started With A Kiss begins with Xiang Qin and Zhi
Shu's wedding and honeymoon. Even after marriage, they experience
problems and interferences within their marriage such as mistaken
pregnancy, misunderstandings, and new found jealousies. Xiang Qin and
Zhi Shu switch to medical school to become nurse and doctor. During
that time, Zhi Shu meets new rivals who wish to outdo him and Xiang
Qin makes four new friends, and one of them likes her
and wishes to replace Zhi Shu. How will their lives turn out to be?
-Ah. . Who would forget this? If i had tons of laughs in the
first one. . I had a number of crying times while watching this one.
The Notebook
A poor and passionate young man falls in love with a rich young woman
and gives her a sense of freedom. They soon are separated by their
social
differences.
-I'm not saying anything that would spoil the movie for those who
haven't seen it yet. But this is the very first movie that made me
cry. . No. . SOB,
soooo freaking much! The last part was when i totally broke down. Who
wouldn't? :(
and gives her a sense of freedom. They soon are separated by their
social
differences.
-I'm not saying anything that would spoil the movie for those who
haven't seen it yet. But this is the very first movie that made me
cry. . No. . SOB,
soooo freaking much! The last part was when i totally broke down. Who
wouldn't? :(
Windstruck
Female Police Officer Kyung-Jin (Gianna Jun) spots a purse snatcher
fleeing on foot. She's off- duty, but gives chase anyways. Kyung-Jin
arrests a man named Myung-Woo ( Jang Hyuk), who she mistakes for the
purse snatcher. The two are then paired together to patrol an area
popular with underage students. Love soon blooms for the couple.
-My tears weren't as bad as the one i had in the previous film but i
was still crying hardly. Oh that 49th day.. :(
fleeing on foot. She's off- duty, but gives chase anyways. Kyung-Jin
arrests a man named Myung-Woo ( Jang Hyuk), who she mistakes for the
purse snatcher. The two are then paired together to patrol an area
popular with underage students. Love soon blooms for the couple.
-My tears weren't as bad as the one i had in the previous film but i
was still crying hardly. Oh that 49th day.. :(
One More Chance
When love ends... how long
should you hold on?
Plot
Their love story began when
they first met as students at
the University of Santo Tomas : Popoy (John Lloyd Cruz) was majoring
in Engineering while
Basha (Bea Alonzo) was a freshman in Architecture.
They were inseparable and did
everything together — eating,
studying and attending
parties. Both their families
loved them, they shared mutual friends and eventually
ended up working for the
same firm. Every single
component of their lives
revolved around each other.
So, naturally, everyone assumed that they would
inevitably get married
someday, with Architect
Basha designing and planning
their dream house while
Engineer Popoy building it. Everything could not be more
perfect. At least, that was what Popoy
thought. What he did not
know was that Basha was not
as sure about their future as
Popoy seemed to be. All Popoy's nagging and
excessive planning took a toll
on Basha. Not only was she
tired of trying to carve out
her own mark in the hierarchy
of the firm, but she also grew weary of Popoy always
stepping in to fix things for
her. One day, Basha told
Popoy that she wanted to
resign and move to a smaller
firm where she could be given better opportunities to design
independently, completely
blindsiding her bewildered
beau. She revealed the issue
that had been brewing inside
her for the past year: the real reason why she wanted to
leave the company was that
she was tired of Popoy and
their relationship. She felt
hindered by Popoy's constant
attention and thought that she had never been given the
chance to decide and plan for
herself because he always did
everything. That same night,
Basha broke up with him as she
needed space to grow on her own. Popoy was speechless and
devastated. Not knowing how to pick
himself up after the love of
his life left him, Popoy
struggled to live his new life
alone. Meanwhile, Basha
followed through with her plans to resign from the firm.
For a while, she drifted
jobless, customizing T-shirts
with unusual patterns and
designs, until she was offered
to work for a smaller firm. Accepting the offer, she began
to feel the professional
freedom she had been longing
for. Popoy and Basha tried to
live without each other but
the ties that bound them made it difficult for either of
them to completely move on,
especially when their families
and friends were constant
reminders of the promises and
dreams they had made during their happier days. Slowly, Popoy moved on and
discovered that there was life
after Basha; on the other
hand, Basha began to find her
solitary journey to be harder
than she had imagined, especially when Popoy began
dating another girl. Although
a part of her wanted to get
him back, she reminded herself
that the decision to terminate
the relationship was hers alone. Opportunity knocked on their
door when Popoy's aunt
commissioned them to build her
house together. After initially
feeling awkward, Popoy and
Basha eventually warmed up towards each other, especially
after memories of the five
years they spent together
resurfaced. Slowly and
unconsciously, they fell into
their old routines and found themselves enjoying each
other's company once again.
Both realized how much they
had missed each other, at the
same time acknowledging how
much they each had changed. But Popoy knew that giving in
would mean that they would
go back to how they were
before, that she will just go on
her way again and ignore him
when she grew tired again of their relationship and he will
be left alone again and hurt.
So he had no choice but to love
alone.
should you hold on?
Plot
Their love story began when
they first met as students at
the University of Santo Tomas : Popoy (John Lloyd Cruz) was majoring
in Engineering while
Basha (Bea Alonzo) was a freshman in Architecture.
They were inseparable and did
everything together — eating,
studying and attending
parties. Both their families
loved them, they shared mutual friends and eventually
ended up working for the
same firm. Every single
component of their lives
revolved around each other.
So, naturally, everyone assumed that they would
inevitably get married
someday, with Architect
Basha designing and planning
their dream house while
Engineer Popoy building it. Everything could not be more
perfect. At least, that was what Popoy
thought. What he did not
know was that Basha was not
as sure about their future as
Popoy seemed to be. All Popoy's nagging and
excessive planning took a toll
on Basha. Not only was she
tired of trying to carve out
her own mark in the hierarchy
of the firm, but she also grew weary of Popoy always
stepping in to fix things for
her. One day, Basha told
Popoy that she wanted to
resign and move to a smaller
firm where she could be given better opportunities to design
independently, completely
blindsiding her bewildered
beau. She revealed the issue
that had been brewing inside
her for the past year: the real reason why she wanted to
leave the company was that
she was tired of Popoy and
their relationship. She felt
hindered by Popoy's constant
attention and thought that she had never been given the
chance to decide and plan for
herself because he always did
everything. That same night,
Basha broke up with him as she
needed space to grow on her own. Popoy was speechless and
devastated. Not knowing how to pick
himself up after the love of
his life left him, Popoy
struggled to live his new life
alone. Meanwhile, Basha
followed through with her plans to resign from the firm.
For a while, she drifted
jobless, customizing T-shirts
with unusual patterns and
designs, until she was offered
to work for a smaller firm. Accepting the offer, she began
to feel the professional
freedom she had been longing
for. Popoy and Basha tried to
live without each other but
the ties that bound them made it difficult for either of
them to completely move on,
especially when their families
and friends were constant
reminders of the promises and
dreams they had made during their happier days. Slowly, Popoy moved on and
discovered that there was life
after Basha; on the other
hand, Basha began to find her
solitary journey to be harder
than she had imagined, especially when Popoy began
dating another girl. Although
a part of her wanted to get
him back, she reminded herself
that the decision to terminate
the relationship was hers alone. Opportunity knocked on their
door when Popoy's aunt
commissioned them to build her
house together. After initially
feeling awkward, Popoy and
Basha eventually warmed up towards each other, especially
after memories of the five
years they spent together
resurfaced. Slowly and
unconsciously, they fell into
their old routines and found themselves enjoying each
other's company once again.
Both realized how much they
had missed each other, at the
same time acknowledging how
much they each had changed. But Popoy knew that giving in
would mean that they would
go back to how they were
before, that she will just go on
her way again and ignore him
when she grew tired again of their relationship and he will
be left alone again and hurt.
So he had no choice but to love
alone.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
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