tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45373454595042099792024-03-12T21:12:07.421-07:00CELEBRITYSTANCENew trends, Entertainment and FactsAlpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-20698790805684711692014-12-27T20:12:00.004-08:002014-12-27T20:12:45.305-08:0040th MMFF Best Actor and Best Actress 2014<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWdwLWrzhCHqXJU_RKnet-95d7CyvECCIdaBPdJ1ULDrvl_oBCLHVo_wztITsEnEyxNgZgRS1uAHomkNV_woTIEu1gLbOOYRyjpKOUaD32VCzdJ3Ny6H96SxVCtNb1VoycgWea2Zh12U/s1600/Screenshot+2014-12-28+09.54.50.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWdwLWrzhCHqXJU_RKnet-95d7CyvECCIdaBPdJ1ULDrvl_oBCLHVo_wztITsEnEyxNgZgRS1uAHomkNV_woTIEu1gLbOOYRyjpKOUaD32VCzdJ3Ny6H96SxVCtNb1VoycgWea2Zh12U/s1600/Screenshot+2014-12-28+09.54.50.png" height="177" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
There were 8 official entries
from 13 short listed films announced by MMDA Chairman Francis Tolentino last
Saturday for the 40<sup>th</sup> Metro Manila Film Festival. Bonifacio: Ang
Unang Pangulo, English Only Please, Feng Shui 2, Kubot: Aswang Chronicles 2,
Magnum Muslim .357, My Big Bossing’s Adventure, Praybeyt Benjamin 2, and Shake Rattle and
Roll 15.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
The film Bonifacio: Ang Unang
Pangulo got seven awards – Best Float Award, Best Musical Score, Best Original
Theme Song,Best Cinematography, FPJ Memorial Award for Film Excellence, Gatpuno
Antonio Villegas Cultural Award and Best Picture while English Only Please also
got seven awards they got the best actor and best actress awards were awarded
to Derek Ramsay and Jennylyn Mercado, Best Editing, Best Story, Best Director,
Best Screenplay and 2<sup>nd</sup> Best Picture.<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
It was heard that the top grosser
films for this year haven’t got any award. <o:p></o:p></div>
Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-3673139414515093002012-07-02T04:42:00.000-07:002012-11-02T18:08:31.046-07:00Here with me is JC<div style="text-align: justify;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: justify;">There's so many things happened to me. I traveled in different places and met different people, made friends with them. So many things I have experienced and kept thanking God for that...</span></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
There might be ungrateful things that happened to me but still God is so gracious for giving me life that I have. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I am a woman believing that I AM STILL DREAMING AND ALIVE!<br />
<a href="http://click.discountclick.com/go/click.php?tid=909346" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /></a>
<span style="color: white;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">Whatever the things that you intend me to be I accept it whole heartily... whenever I think of this tiny hole in my heart I still kept praying that you will heal it. Despite with this trials I have my you and nothing makes me feel weaker especially I have JC with me in this journey....</span></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-582544327639849072012-04-05T07:54:00.003-07:002012-05-09T10:39:43.027-07:00I let you goI kept on wondering where did I go wrong. I know I am not clean I also have my lapses. I have done things that made you mad at me. And despite of everything that our relationship wasnt going on that well. <br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
I think of now that we are not compatible. I already knew from the very beginning but it was happened that I decided to love and commit to you and once I made a decision it was fix and it cannot be dismantled. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
But on what happened on the two of us we became strangers now and it was sad to think that you cannot make friends with me. So I wont insist myself to you anymore my friendship. I am processed through a recovery by the help of my friends and of course with the divine interventions.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
I've learned a lot from our relationship and I thank you for that. I already accepted the fact that we are just passer by in to our lives. I am my way of peace now and fully be healed. I am willing to love again of course that is guided by God and willing to love another man for love is always in me. I live to love and be loved. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
I can forgive myself now for loving someone like you. I can forgive myself now for degrading myself for you. I forgive myself now for doing things that makes myself at stake. Therefore I forgive you with your words and actions intentional or unintentional I forgive you. May we be peaceful and filled with loving kindness. I am my way of peace...</div>
<div>
<br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-81739035720664529552012-03-09T13:28:00.002-08:002012-11-02T18:18:57.734-07:00Goodbye!<div style="text-align: justify;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
I’ve been thinking of what’s the problem of me towards our relationship. I understand you already, and I find myself listing these things so I made a list of where did I go wrong.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I now realized that it’s hard for you to see me that I’m closing my world and box myself only for you and even I forget my friends and family.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I didn’t trust you in some part. But I tell I did trust your heart and you as a whole of loving me.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I can easily give my trust on you now as I have my faith in God.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
My stubbornness makes you feel irritable.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;">My clinginess makes you feel suffocated.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
You don’t want to text while you are with your friends because you are having a great time with them as an extension of yourself. I just realized just now that you want to have time with yourself , same here. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
You do not want me to text you all the time. My apology If I always seek attention by having the initiative that man should do for woman to know the whereabouts as we do have commitment for each other as communication is very much important in the relationship. As you want to win me while you were just courting me. I just want those to continue but I can now understand you now for not texting because you are not used to do it. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
Those bad words you hate about. I can tame my tongue of course im not used to it. I know myself. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
You want to go out with friends and wid yourself alone , I realize I am too. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I ve been selfish I admit it. I can now know my limitations.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
You want to have time for yourself to grow. Same here I also understand it. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I questioned your truthfulness oftentimes but tell you I really appreciate your sincerity which is your best quality. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
Sorry if I kept on asking you things. Like investigating I just want to communicate without minding my way of questioning. I love to talk and text. But now I understand that you hate texting. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I know you do not want a text minute by minute I understand it now. If I am asking if what you are doing sorry I am expecting that you must do it for me I was just making the initiative. I should pull out this expectation.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand now that you only want to see each other in every week ends. I now understand it. I know how to work for it. But needs communication sometimes because I will miss you.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand that you only need is understanding. I can now understand that dili ka maktext.<br />
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I should have put in my mind to understand that I should love myself first before loving you. Trust myself and others.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand that you often times mis interpret the facial reaction of my family members but I assure you , they are not mad at you instead they like you a lot for being so kind and generous.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I am wondering if you are thinking if what are my family thinking about you. They didn’t knew it. Except my cuzins. They always support my decision in loving you of my own ways. They are also supportive on whatever decision you have for me. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand that your patience mahurot pud. I know naa pud koy attitude labaw na kung ting period na that sometimes you never understands that na mag bago2x ug isip.. naa koy inconsistency I decide and change the decision.. this is biological and hard to control but I can now make myself better to control it.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand you get angry regarding my investigative cues regarding your family. Sorry and I mean it I am willing to suffer for it.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I understand that I should review on myself to not be jealous always. And you understand that sometimes I need you to remind me of that.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I admit natuok ka sa akoa.. I can make it better if you will help me on it pero you break up wid me wala nako ma himu… </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I've met our old friends nagsabay sila last march 8 its my freewill and pls don’t think na gigamit lang nako sila those people were important and part of me also. Wala taka gtabunan sa ilaha. I just making myself refresh with them as I miss them and myself.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I cant do nothing to get you back but rather I should work on myself hard to become a better person and be recovered..</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
tama past is past I should move on thanks for reading this nakatabang ni xa sa ako to brought it up... ang nasa thoughts na wala kayo nako na figure out ang issues . My emotions clouded my mind. I feel sorry for myself about it.<br />
<br />
I understand that communication is very important for me... Compromise to each other but we have different understanding , interpretation and direction. Thus, we're not compatible, we're not meant for each other and you are more so far on my ideals or ideal man to be with in my life and God do really have good reasons and purpose on this, that we are not longer have each other. You are not for me!</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
Thank you for everything. </div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
Thank you so much for loving me over 16 months. It was shaken my character, peacefulness and destroyed fortress but it makes felt so happy during those days. I never regret that I have loved you.<br />
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
I’m better now and thank you for letting me breathe.</div>
<div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-89615439581099914072012-02-29T11:27:00.004-08:002012-07-23T06:06:07.296-07:00Its the end Goodbye!I maybe happy somewhere even if I can't. I know I'm not that strong. Right now I'm not doing well in this relationship....Perhaps I dont know how to care and love. I know I am too clingy that drives away the person that I love most, it is my fault I admit. I was so investigative that drives the person to make him feel that he was suspected but the fact is that I was just too much interested on his whereabouts which leads me to at stake. I'm asking for forgiveness to the Lord almighty so to the person. But there are things that cannot be forgiven and forget easily I understand I know the feeling. Perhaps I am just a girl doesn't know what love is and wants to know what it is together with the person I love. He needs space. Perhaps the person I love wants to break up me with me. But I am not the kind of person who will give up easily if I know I still love him. I wont break up with him but if in case the person I love would ask for freedom, I will let him if thats what he wants. I love him but if he doesnt love me anymore I wont force him to love me. I may hate to see the one I love is happy with somebody, but I will surely hate it more to see that the one I love is unhappy with me. If he ask for freedom I may cry and crying but I'm still grateful somehow.1Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-21319496299117012082012-02-24T20:20:00.005-08:002012-02-24T20:26:29.072-08:00I wanted By Crescentlady<div style="text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >It is our 16th monthsary but I feel like writing this stuffs...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you... to lie without a trace of remorse or guilt on the face as if I am telling the truth.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you that there is someone who will believe me even he/she knows that I am lying.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you that there is someone who trust me and tell me the truth and makes me feel that you are deserving with the truth as what I did to you.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you.To get busy that you don't think of me sometimes. I wanted to treat you the way you treat me in your heart as what I am a "just" for you in your heart.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you that there is someone who is badly love to see me everyday just to be with me and be happy kissing and hugging me as he love me so much.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >I wanted to be like you that you are busy with your stuffs. To get busy and divert all my thoughts and focus not only of you and spend a lot of time with my friends instead to create happy moments together as we were in a relationship to marriage life.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >And when the time will come that I get so busy, busy enough to think of you and perhaps even my feelings for you as what I have observe from you to me... I really wanted to become like you and be break even...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >:(</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >"If you want that flower get it and take care of it but do not pick it up if you will just ruin it."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >In this phrase if I am the flower? will I have the choice and chance to say "don't pick me up" where in fact I am just a vulnerable one, a dynamic creature that changes, grows, and needs attention to be nurtured. Who just wanted to be loved with truth , honesty, commitment, equality and respect.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >The flower if it is poured with lies it will just eaten away at the relationship from the inside out by implanting seeds of distrust and uncertainty of the person who was lied to.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span >It is hard to be committed to someone who has shown you that you are not worthy of the truth.</span></div></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-33811504734718443472010-12-27T22:29:00.000-08:002014-08-20T02:06:16.432-07:00Spying on My BF's Mobile PhoneMy boyfriend slept in our house but in the couch. The reason why? It was already late, so he can hardly find a cab or jeepney to take a ride. He told me to wake him up at around 5am in the morning so I barrowed his mobile phone and set it for an alarm. I can’t sleep and I find myself so clickish on his phone. I scanned and read his sms in his inbox, outbox and even his sent sms. Aftre that, I don’t know if what comes on my mind when I get a colored oslo paper a coloured glue and made this one. I took myself a picture and set it as his wall paper.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
When his phone alarmed I gave him back his phone without glancing on what I did. I texted him that “I did something on your phone, you can change the wallpaper after you got home.”. He just replied “Wow! What a nice wallpaper, I won’t change it, I am so glad you did this I was surprise. I can now be more motivated in the office because I have something to be viewed on. ”He thanked me. I never thought that he would react as happy.</div>
Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-66427817393135517412010-12-25T22:29:00.000-08:002014-08-20T02:06:47.567-07:00Mana at Davao City<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span">Last night that was a huge meal and party celebration with my family and relatives. We used to hang in every house of our Uncle and Aunties as what we usually do during Christmas. Gift giving and spending time together was a big impact to each and every one of us.</span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIwq3wZ5eqNMufc2u4LpqH3VeMW-XWCQoUzJyPqAl8sF1ktFbQAWvTRte4zG1Z3t8VhU4GXCdg3gQUp86m6wibZfBqX1NuVkMbQmDSvwbNkRtbOufT8haNeyfHH9bmQUholNYTQTWW1c/s1600/35.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIwq3wZ5eqNMufc2u4LpqH3VeMW-XWCQoUzJyPqAl8sF1ktFbQAWvTRte4zG1Z3t8VhU4GXCdg3gQUp86m6wibZfBqX1NuVkMbQmDSvwbNkRtbOufT8haNeyfHH9bmQUholNYTQTWW1c/s400/35.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565826027219476834" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 300px;" /></span></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span">I want to burn the Fats that I have in my tummy. I ate lots of prawns and some foods that were rich in cholesterols. It was a cold silent night,i don't want to disturb my boyfriend who was staying in his house with is his family. So I phoned my friend and if we can hang around the metro. Unfortunately some of my friends were not be able to go with us. There is a particular park that we can see the dancing fountain, we took pictures and enjoying every moment we had by mingling at the same time. The next was we went to Mana Davao , it is a private sector who sell furnitures. They used to decorates lights outside their building and let the people take their pictures freely.</span></div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4HGLcgUxzwH4RnjFvCGegvNRGfmiS9LvyALxPfZbMlXQNQ7QlOkN1KZfOvqRPEn3HqPCnZS-22pxd1IzxZkvcZV8_I0Svy4l7beTxTwEtYeZp_q1koDMHMhi3gwVovkJ-2frWBtI3h8/s1600/33.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4HGLcgUxzwH4RnjFvCGegvNRGfmiS9LvyALxPfZbMlXQNQ7QlOkN1KZfOvqRPEn3HqPCnZS-22pxd1IzxZkvcZV8_I0Svy4l7beTxTwEtYeZp_q1koDMHMhi3gwVovkJ-2frWBtI3h8/s400/33.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565826020574411730" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px;" /></span></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipEvv4lDDiYkDtJwrvyI7crFnFad9y9KkMgsDnMopI22Ov3OyWk4Vk91UHg1al60YMzTVowsHM4BAn2MDeP1sfY-2QWzQgxJYGeYlqw_fUYmNTPfrn3_L1RHQHzrsFH-uhbAfqr-MCLJM/s1600/20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipEvv4lDDiYkDtJwrvyI7crFnFad9y9KkMgsDnMopI22Ov3OyWk4Vk91UHg1al60YMzTVowsHM4BAn2MDeP1sfY-2QWzQgxJYGeYlqw_fUYmNTPfrn3_L1RHQHzrsFH-uhbAfqr-MCLJM/s400/20.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565826012020897394" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px;" /></span></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeLlV2Hk4782he-QOchzOApwaCGhbFcKU4D3WlN7lIrsoOUHxZ_85e0ABAeg21CnEEArs2ujydCl1gJFeLW8GTfaiKlhMxHdmP2ScLVbJ1SmHnB5CmSTDQvaT7mN8sx1arwhgQ8w738YY/s1600/15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeLlV2Hk4782he-QOchzOApwaCGhbFcKU4D3WlN7lIrsoOUHxZ_85e0ABAeg21CnEEArs2ujydCl1gJFeLW8GTfaiKlhMxHdmP2ScLVbJ1SmHnB5CmSTDQvaT7mN8sx1arwhgQ8w738YY/s400/15.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565826009842621970" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 190px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px;" /></span></a><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span">We availed the picture taking, it was like a vitamins in our eyes and all of our senses and cells were so active by then. We ate lots of chips and cake again. So we do defy the burning fat system but we do really have a great time.</span></div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<u><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></u></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRDSh6x6wzgFz4czBnoB8TYM7KKOCHTH7YtOkMZSbH4tVO7hDMVrZPjux4Uy6xkMwwTFM6qZuuXQ-FfQlYHpcHEt8XDtRUa9zWYmiIhE_ijMBo-jL0MMmC_m4eVNjppwOKTDf39IY_gDg/s1600/7.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></a></div>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
<br /></div>
</div>
Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-71115821565611171952010-12-24T23:00:00.000-08:002011-01-06T10:27:10.300-08:00Our Second Monthsary<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2b1Jo5IOcijfAt49KhcpgtTkxjaeyv3HJmoeSWV0xNkiGoa3I85XtCyHPGWUVwrhr53xO-HSnr-56_46_8uCmNjTS1I-Ya2mehvedfMFPNhaZ7LR1tbueOHvw-cXhXzh2zBxzUuQZbw/s1600/234.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2b1Jo5IOcijfAt49KhcpgtTkxjaeyv3HJmoeSWV0xNkiGoa3I85XtCyHPGWUVwrhr53xO-HSnr-56_46_8uCmNjTS1I-Ya2mehvedfMFPNhaZ7LR1tbueOHvw-cXhXzh2zBxzUuQZbw/s400/234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556167908996643794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PqyXQhkfpscO0M7C3zuQe1NkKO6aL3Z4e2uDDBq8A9-1N08-mZxL9CnZCs8Gw3vmVtLR8YobexA8i-6KIakof0pSOv7K5LurGMKoNDj0MDIvupEmFVJsOiGq1J-6B6K2hI_dB5Z4hdw/s1600/233.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PqyXQhkfpscO0M7C3zuQe1NkKO6aL3Z4e2uDDBq8A9-1N08-mZxL9CnZCs8Gw3vmVtLR8YobexA8i-6KIakof0pSOv7K5LurGMKoNDj0MDIvupEmFVJsOiGq1J-6B6K2hI_dB5Z4hdw/s400/233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556167903701079330" border="0" /></a>Today is our second monthsary I decided to buy pillow for my honey. We both want to sleep together wholesomely, but we can’t do that of course! It can’t be it’s forbidden, crossing my values is a huge outlawed for me. So I bought him pillow so that he will be able to use it every night and something that represents me for him to hug.<br /><br /><br />He bought me a cute personalized sound musical miniature playhouse and it has frame with our picture together. Because he knows that I have trouble in sleeping at night and according to him this can be helpful when I listen to it. I agree with him I can actually sleep to it because of the sound that is so soft.<br /><br />How we spend our 2nd monthsary? We went to church to pray and light candles. We went to mall and buy more gifts for my nieces. He also buy gift for his brother and sister. We bought some food for snacks and then go home. He helped me to wrap the gifts.<br /><br />After those gifts wrapping, he needs to go home for the spending Christmas with his family. It’s my first Christmas to celebrate having boyfriend and an early gift for myself.Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-25714681391712499832010-12-23T21:35:00.000-08:002010-12-29T09:39:40.346-08:00Rush Buying GiftsMy brother asked me a favor o buy gifts for his God daughters. So as much as I loved to I excitedly do his favor. I really love to shop for Christmas presents. I usually buy gifts for my 12 God daughters including sons. I love to think of what to buy. And I always love to see those kids to whom I will give the gifts.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzeA7wwrtPJRsJ_nwwcM4Zaa0n5rnfSKVoVVtl65S9o6P7AY710MW1w8EmI8SbIM0T9EJQn9wnwUjG3u2xKHoOa62Gwd9k-XSK3NSuz-FRs2uNNImHkcmUhQ_RAAemkHKT3HhHN9IO2w4/s1600/Naruto%2528238%2529.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzeA7wwrtPJRsJ_nwwcM4Zaa0n5rnfSKVoVVtl65S9o6P7AY710MW1w8EmI8SbIM0T9EJQn9wnwUjG3u2xKHoOa62Gwd9k-XSK3NSuz-FRs2uNNImHkcmUhQ_RAAemkHKT3HhHN9IO2w4/s400/Naruto%2528238%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556160139032096578" border="0" /></a>My mom wants to go with me and choose some gifts to her chosen grand children who were about to receive the gifts. Sounds unfair isn’t it?... But not really I understand, She chose to buy pajamas for kids. And chose doll houses for order of my brother. And some toys for my God sons and daughters. It was a big cut in my accounts but it feels so great to give joy and indeed its better to give than to receive.Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-2789863899261947682010-12-22T21:07:00.000-08:002010-12-29T09:18:29.085-08:00Bonding With My BFFIts been a couple of months that I haven't seen and talked to my best friend Zarah. So I decided to attend the service of the church of my best friend Zarah. I am so blessed with the topic, its all about the "Who I am". I reflected on what the pastor have taught to us that its not about on how you look, how you act and how astounding your profession is, but its on knowing the Jesus within you, recognizing him as your savior, having him as a model in every step of the way of your day to day activities.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHSJYUVW4gqG2K24Slbb9JrXvgrywl_rhk7cbJMn0_ddRMeS2C9Xu5PyqQlIhrwSkgG1tTLWymjacU10owEb3ciBo2jtpOZn3BhR6Okuhyphenhyphen21E2YGIct9sdNWQRpK8tLyYLUs_T_zZ6uw/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHSJYUVW4gqG2K24Slbb9JrXvgrywl_rhk7cbJMn0_ddRMeS2C9Xu5PyqQlIhrwSkgG1tTLWymjacU10owEb3ciBo2jtpOZn3BhR6Okuhyphenhyphen21E2YGIct9sdNWQRpK8tLyYLUs_T_zZ6uw/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556154644849330754" border="0" /></a>I met again the boyfriend of Zarah his name is Mark, he is the first boy friend of Zarah. Zarah talked about him and as I listened to her she has lots of fear also in intimate relationship as I have with mine. There is no wonder that we are best friends we understand and listen to each other’s situation in life. We ate at Mcdonalds as Mark will going to sent their elders to their homes. We talked about our updates in life and in career. After we ate Mark fetch us and I wasn’t able to go with them for their next destination for I have felt cold again and must go home early.<br /><br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-81392001003833040082010-12-14T22:50:00.000-08:002010-12-26T07:54:10.001-08:00JacketTonight we’ll be having gathering with our friends in the bar but I decided not to come for the reason that I am not physically well. But instead, I accompanied my boyfriend before the event, buying gift for the upcoming Christmas party for their office. I helped him to choose what to buy. After that we ate at the near restaurant and then we saw our common friend Dadz with his friend girl named … I forgot.<br /><br />After we ate my bf saw me shiver and asked me if where is my jacket?, I usually bring my jacket when I got out for the reason that I can’t stay long in cold places. I turned pale in the cold that’s why I always bring my jacket. But this time I forgot. He told me why I forgot then I irritably answered him back that I forgot!. As we ride and sent me to my friend’s house as I choose to say and not to go in the bar, we kept silent and as if we’re in tension. My temper was not good anymore but when he touched my hand my mood became better. I told him I’m sorry for what I reacted. He answered that I should always bring my jacket next time. When we arrived, he told me to take care of myself and I told him the same words as he leaves.<br /><br />For about 30 minutes I guess, he sms me and told me that he returned and I should go out for he had something that he forgot to give me. I told him was is it? He replied something to wear. I went outside and found out that he bought a jacket for me. I again reacted irritably and blabbered “why you bought bla bla”. I accepted it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrNO-g5D5oQv4I86du_crp2e1akvwlLEZkwU9Kv1dtQFRz_pA-8S8g6chEr5Nubpen1auE2av4_q1NPcsDYMTFIn1b7I_HGx8eywYy_BL_ie72aaYokNa_cj2aAgbdTjLizz1AEDAXws/s1600/Naruto%2528236%2529.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrNO-g5D5oQv4I86du_crp2e1akvwlLEZkwU9Kv1dtQFRz_pA-8S8g6chEr5Nubpen1auE2av4_q1NPcsDYMTFIn1b7I_HGx8eywYy_BL_ie72aaYokNa_cj2aAgbdTjLizz1AEDAXws/s400/Naruto%2528236%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555019454571726770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGQYsa_lgG-XTMx2hArZyfcmk-4v3MlQKLHUHDrFc4Oe1Kxamp4vT6slDh3njdu7FofW_-4tWWO_ouxonpp1ULMZEJ4pTS2dXNiX0ZiQrftsxNmNfPoIw4FlaURnTVioexuAQgaor_FA/s1600/Naruto%2528235%2529.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGQYsa_lgG-XTMx2hArZyfcmk-4v3MlQKLHUHDrFc4Oe1Kxamp4vT6slDh3njdu7FofW_-4tWWO_ouxonpp1ULMZEJ4pTS2dXNiX0ZiQrftsxNmNfPoIw4FlaURnTVioexuAQgaor_FA/s400/Naruto%2528235%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555019345132008274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After the bar’s gathering with our friends he stopped over and returned again to my friend’s house and we talked. I apologized again for my impulsive temper. And I thanked him for the jacket I really appreciated and kissed him in his chick. I told him that I don’t like the stance when you overly spend money for me. But I do really appreciate what you did for me tonight, how thoughtful and caring of you. He answered, “let’s think of this way, when we go out and every time you forget to bring your jacket or I will always buy one for you to wear, you choose ! , my concern is your health and it’s because I love you. ” that was the most romantic and sweetest situation I have ever experienced with my boyfriend. I just hugged him and thanked him. He said that “ hon, I have already recognized your mood swings and I don’t know what to do every time it occurs, I ought to dig in my patience for you, because I love you”. I said “ I am really sorry, me too I don’t know, maybe you just hold my hand or wrap my hand I felt calm. Or better help me pray for my condition."<br /><br />I told my trusted friends for the mood swings that I have and is that my bf became my displacement every time I became impatient. I buy their idea that I cannot find better man as my bf. So you better take control of your temper for there are always limitations and too much is not good. Yes I must control my temper. I am so thankful to God for having me partner that is so understanding and very much passionate in loving me.Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-10804997449799998432010-12-11T23:42:00.000-08:002010-12-29T08:50:43.935-08:00My Soul SistersMy acclaimed sister Mei Sui slept over in our house last night together with our two friends Evz and Anne. Mei Sui is our Psychology Professor before in my school. My friends and classmates used to tease me that we are almost alike the way I reported in our subject courses were as similar as the gestures of Mei Sui. They added that we have resemblance in height, in the shape of face and the way we stand. We continue the relationship as student and teacher as we strengthen our relationship as friends and then until to the point of we both claimed that we are sisters whenever there are people keep on asking us if we are related to each other. Mei Sui always told me and remind me to call her “ate”. I find myself awkward calling her ate then in school because she is my sister but when I graduated I am freely calling her ate. She added me as sister in the facebook and I’m so happy claiming her as my soul sister.<br /><br />Talking about the happenings in our house, my sister Mei Sui cooked for us chicken adobo and carbonara and we enjoyably ate with wine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0x6310Fg9DbzZwQalIi_RkcepVtDcv2AsIqrT38x1ROuTq-4V9avIW8T6P5qOR8d7yCJvRask-KK7pWs8oSE7pXo5a9AUB3r_KTmtQbf11hD7LZsFJuwcGjrlJjXZGN8teQrrPKJdiY/s1600/123.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0x6310Fg9DbzZwQalIi_RkcepVtDcv2AsIqrT38x1ROuTq-4V9avIW8T6P5qOR8d7yCJvRask-KK7pWs8oSE7pXo5a9AUB3r_KTmtQbf11hD7LZsFJuwcGjrlJjXZGN8teQrrPKJdiY/s400/123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556147430000676466" border="0" /></a> We are having our exchange gifts, Evz got accessories from sister Mei Sui while she got Tshirt from Evz. Anne got book from me entitled Hearing God by Dallas Willard and I got Tshirt Imprinted the symbol of Peace. We talked about my illness, love life and watched Eat , Pray and Love . This is our early celebration of Christmas as a time of peace, joy and celebrating the gift of salvation from our savior Jesus Christ. Thanks Bro.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtE4Rn2QtAjziU94xzfl4i7ZfYS3ZzFwIVDXmlSOAQdIzX5MLJ83rRgOgDajU9SOLLH_PYY4PfqSzx3SH6Q7AoN1HRdsL1psLXnAnKjPOQI-clIPB9fSMn-6RQoJ98hM3wEHLCzqZKhS4/s1600/456.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtE4Rn2QtAjziU94xzfl4i7ZfYS3ZzFwIVDXmlSOAQdIzX5MLJ83rRgOgDajU9SOLLH_PYY4PfqSzx3SH6Q7AoN1HRdsL1psLXnAnKjPOQI-clIPB9fSMn-6RQoJ98hM3wEHLCzqZKhS4/s400/456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556147436596173298" border="0" /></a>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-47906953679990713712010-12-08T19:36:00.000-08:002011-01-06T10:26:28.019-08:00My Mood SwingsI don’t want to blame the diagnosis of my illness of having hypothyroidism but I did. I used to blame this as I am suffering its symptoms. Last night my neck is aching and I kept on crying because it hurts. While I am crying I can’t stop the tears flowing in my chicks and I texted my boy friend to tell him that I need cool off. He replied that “ if that’s your decision and if you think that’s the best thing to do, then I’ll respect it. ” I can’t believe that he agree on me. I am expecting that he disagree on it. But early in the morning he replied to me that, “if you would give me the chance to decide I don’t want a cool off. We can fix the problem and talk it over in your house after my duty”. I replied, “I expect that reply of yours last night but, I think this is what I need. I am in crisis of all my aspect right now and I need space. Wag ka munang pumanta sa bahay”. I explained to him that my temper is so low and I can easily get irritable and you are the one will be hurt by me. There are hurtful words that I’ve said to him that I cannot get back. And I felt guilty about it. Then he called he asked me if that cool off don’t have text?, call ? And visits? I just answered yes!. He said okay…. My relationship with my boyfriend is at stake.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PDrm15hr0sLcxo3oFEn4LiNNxKsjI5JZzP-tPzz-Me_Yjtz4c_4MpjsRIM1Dnm7tcQdcloeGQzWX8O5hpVwQhb9Dt3qvramTA0HadMOqdEyE3JAC1klK-8R1vurTNFIUQhPzHPMoH6w/s1600/Untitled.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 142px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PDrm15hr0sLcxo3oFEn4LiNNxKsjI5JZzP-tPzz-Me_Yjtz4c_4MpjsRIM1Dnm7tcQdcloeGQzWX8O5hpVwQhb9Dt3qvramTA0HadMOqdEyE3JAC1klK-8R1vurTNFIUQhPzHPMoH6w/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555016412389157810" border="0" /></a><br />I went to my doctor for a follow up - check up and complain this illness. I still can’t get rid the crying and tears keep on flowing. The doctor said that I have thyroiditis. The inflammation of my goiter and then he added the dosage and prescribed me new tablets. I told the doctor that I used to wake up in the middle of the morning just to cry and he told me that’s one of the symptoms – depression. I read some articles in the web about my case and yes, it includes irritability and mood swings. And now I can so really understand my condition but the problem is that the people around me. I cannot just invite them one by one and explain my part.<br /><br />In the afternoon I received texts messages from my boy friend and he told me that he wants to be updated about, will I just allow him to call and text me every now and then. I don’t want to reply to him anything which means that let’s see ~ therefore the cool off wasn’t realized. He visited me again and he said that he already recognized my mood swings and he added that “I must strengthen my patience for you, I’m always here to understand and love you no matter what, ”. I am so much thankful to God to have him. If it’s other person one would just leave me the way I behaved when I became impatient and irritable due to hormonal imbalance.Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-25750121324816555202010-11-24T23:45:00.000-08:002010-12-08T23:29:03.711-08:00Our First Monthsary<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Today is our first monthsary, I failed to gave my honey a gift. But the truth is that I don't have any plans to give him any materials. which I am not particular of. Instead I just gave him an untitled poem, which I have posted before this. So telling you on how we spent our first monthsary??? So simple! as I have finished my online job,He fetch me from home, he brought again bouquet of red roses. we just ate dinner together. And we hanged to our favorite park, sitting and gazing stars when he surprisingly handed his card to me. He read it for me. He asked for apology for he wasn't able to write the original one for having his hectic schedule from his work.</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVF0gCzog_F1BZY9ouFQa4tV58oHdCZcHlNXTuMv9kZ7_549Mqlk-6uzvnfxzeANe3tDSpdEMxU5lkiSnzBm_eJMAfw_5uoKLCJrWK4TjZr3X-dXXC6afw95wweyUrg1_3rbFBNz_wQXI/s1600/113.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVF0gCzog_F1BZY9ouFQa4tV58oHdCZcHlNXTuMv9kZ7_549Mqlk-6uzvnfxzeANe3tDSpdEMxU5lkiSnzBm_eJMAfw_5uoKLCJrWK4TjZr3X-dXXC6afw95wweyUrg1_3rbFBNz_wQXI/s400/113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547966786541840210" /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I answered him that it's okay how thoughtful of you! i really appreciated the way he transcribe this one it was so dainty for me.<br /><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The card was entitled "No Matter What I love You" written by Beverly K. Metott. He said that this is what he actually felt and thankful for the author for writing this, its congruent to his feeling with me. It says</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Despite any obstacles that could our way and all the many differences we've shared I find myself loving you more with time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love you when our moods vary and when our opinions go in opposite directions. I love you when your ideas aren't quite the same as mine and our beliefs clash. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love you when you take a stand on what you feel is absolutely right , even if I don't feel the same way.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I even love you when you're tired and grumpy and don't want much to do with me at that moment. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >What I'm trying to say is that I love you no matter what even as we struggle to be our own individuals.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It doesn't matter how different we may be. As I've spent more and more time by your side, I've learned that I love you most of all because you are different from me and can express it. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I love you for what you believe , for the emotions you feel, and for the ideas that help me open my mind to possibilities I haven't yet explored. "</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >he expressed what he felt through this... I just said thank you!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOwRLIaM3bRzf5sB6zgPHmiAS7Lyb3NMEnDLo82GKW2hZz0Y_aQusfhZs2JavNghvY1_e-JROOksuuAQTqPz3zfBi3mATqUohUuIy3-Fg2mB7k_hA33WT16iSSPemlUXFHbMFI-pnCo4Q/s1600/114.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOwRLIaM3bRzf5sB6zgPHmiAS7Lyb3NMEnDLo82GKW2hZz0Y_aQusfhZs2JavNghvY1_e-JROOksuuAQTqPz3zfBi3mATqUohUuIy3-Fg2mB7k_hA33WT16iSSPemlUXFHbMFI-pnCo4Q/s400/114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547966797094616114" /></a>I don't have any gifts for him the next time I will give him something that he can be with everyday. I am thinking of something for him to use or any thing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmALnyDPaceNF9aoVH2xxLhJckvPWuJ2zxg1ro-L8713kKXqIIHSkciQhr-QmUrPw55g5nBpyIw-IzJgVIr7HcB4VseJwzNle0KhyphenhyphenzocqqgtzNU2JpDyxwWZL_VB3GQEI9H3W_VOEaPaA/s1600/112.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmALnyDPaceNF9aoVH2xxLhJckvPWuJ2zxg1ro-L8713kKXqIIHSkciQhr-QmUrPw55g5nBpyIw-IzJgVIr7HcB4VseJwzNle0KhyphenhyphenzocqqgtzNU2JpDyxwWZL_VB3GQEI9H3W_VOEaPaA/s400/112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547966782344872450" /></a></span></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-83122266723763825622010-10-25T09:35:00.000-07:002012-07-23T06:07:08.516-07:00I'd Say Yes To Stranger<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"><span style="color: #ffffcc;">I don't know. I can't explain but It was just happened. I say yes to tan. We've been from church ate dinner and he took me home. And then talk a little bit in our house. i don't know we are talking about my hands that he said it is so small. Unlike to him its big. So I have opened out about my shout out in the face book that was related of what we are talking about. I told him that it was about my disposition. Which states as this "The size of my heart is just small as my fist to be shattered so please be careful with it ;-) " and then he handed my fist and told me "I will", I told him that I love him already and then he asked me "what was happen to what you've told me, I am willing to wait for you and what about you are going to establish your self first? " and then i answered that "I don't know, maybe this is the time. " and then we both smile and affirmed. So that was very odd feeling for me. But I can't help that's what I felt. i cried and my hands were shaken I don't know why I cried maybe because it felt like the first time I haven't felt like this before and partly I am afraid, afraid of being hurt. It's like accepting him and taking a risk. I don't know but I guess this is it. The thing we called LOVE!</span></span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rtWDQBBj6rdKpJ4oGUoGH6Gr-kLRs0nCj9NWV7t-ayTgUOVCYLWQmCEFFRx4m3h6IPefGqRBRh9S98RDKtUIXE4k4u37ZfrlrRia-bYutj00WHRT_IOJ4-V9dUenPI5nwT2BCF8O-ng/s1600/beating_heart.gif"><br /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G7aI_nUKjAg?fs=1" width="425"></iframe></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-89298029958564660162010-10-24T01:40:00.000-07:002010-10-24T02:06:33.608-07:00My Stranger Friend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxV3vibaZeyJEXZ-Q3ldVSnwo7EPj2E1qPeOejFLUsGoEY-Gk1qVuwe-aI_-cxnAIpqNXVE_AZzpVKvCRij-SWn108tc0jfrZRAcDVtSHTlXhqU1OZz9mfbGgPAM08k0jqIHwqgeAH4TE/s1600/12.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxV3vibaZeyJEXZ-Q3ldVSnwo7EPj2E1qPeOejFLUsGoEY-Gk1qVuwe-aI_-cxnAIpqNXVE_AZzpVKvCRij-SWn108tc0jfrZRAcDVtSHTlXhqU1OZz9mfbGgPAM08k0jqIHwqgeAH4TE/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531535215135532690" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Tan was here again in our house last night. He brought these roses and chovron for me his presence makes me more enthusiastic to know him better and more. We converse about everything. In his life, his past relationships. His personality and his everything. I perceived him as sincere and he was able to talk to my mom. He really wants to offer his love for me and I can say that I am willing to accept it. We've been friends for a long time, we been in one organization, we both used to involve in charity events and both have similarities and continue appreciating our differences. I was very surprised for his feelings that that was neglected by me before and don't have any idea about this. I know here in my heart that he was the one sent from God above for me to love. I don't know when can I say yes to him. But I know in God's time. And he was willing to wait...<br /><br />Being able to wait is a sign of true love and patience. Everybody can say they love you but not every one can wait and prove it's true.<br /><br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-42886447551893332612010-10-19T07:04:00.000-07:002011-10-24T17:52:17.166-07:00My friend ______.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aOJyVmtfoxGkL1trnMHBjw_NDmjV873cyBmVl6uP9wXuNCgKOodt-gIgrhb57TG0B-Acs3Tt2X1jFxQwVyACh79oX8UCdgmah4Ez9rlolGtDnnnYEGDvKwqdWaIsVvqPNfaez-_pI2s/s1600/1123.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 207px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aOJyVmtfoxGkL1trnMHBjw_NDmjV873cyBmVl6uP9wXuNCgKOodt-gIgrhb57TG0B-Acs3Tt2X1jFxQwVyACh79oX8UCdgmah4Ez9rlolGtDnnnYEGDvKwqdWaIsVvqPNfaez-_pI2s/s400/1123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531535078840645970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"> My friend ______ , keep insisting about his love for me but I can't love him the way he want me to love him... He said that I am the right girl for him. And I disagree. I kept opposing and insisting since before and now that I am not that girl and that only I can offer him friendship. May he take it or leave it. He felt bad... and keep shouting on his wall that he was rejected and abandoned. I believe that he wasn't over yet with his past relationship. He still misses his ex girl friend. He has lots of issue. He wasn't able to bear it, and remain stagnant in his life without any progress I was thinking sometimes that as what I have observed his past relationship has been patterned. I told him before that he should fix first himself and be whole before making and building new intimate relationship. He said that maybe I'll be the one who could fix his life. I vary that statement I said NO! I can't do that... You can and must do it!. I used to pray for him and for his relationship to God. I just hope that he will be okay and let Jesus will be the center of his being.<br /><br />Just because I don't love him the way he want me to, doesn't mean I dont love him with all I have. I love him as my friend thats all I can give.have.<br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-30890729931815987932010-10-14T08:40:00.001-07:002010-10-14T08:59:09.523-07:00Pizza With Friends<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"> I just got here at Don Beppe a Pizza Haus in Davao City. We're having meeting our my fellow alumnae. Also met with new friends a friend of friend. Well, here we go again talking about old days and updates. Here's a friend of mine he was so very vocal, he told us that he got jealous to someone. I just laughed 'coz I know who that someone he was talking about.</span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUnjKUb4DsJij2GDCgmycQZ8BlF8JKvsRGOlmVzeXsDTW6YdxTlAeqX3m5JVrSqxr3IKrGhyFRFJvnwodFPrnm2ew9W4qaFWtL-q89ZCX9Tv-QrXdC9W8HyOsaPxOyMCgwi5qA7A7mFQo/s1600/123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUnjKUb4DsJij2GDCgmycQZ8BlF8JKvsRGOlmVzeXsDTW6YdxTlAeqX3m5JVrSqxr3IKrGhyFRFJvnwodFPrnm2ew9W4qaFWtL-q89ZCX9Tv-QrXdC9W8HyOsaPxOyMCgwi5qA7A7mFQo/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527931560170803682" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Heres other friend of mine that she told us that she has lots of plan and will going to meet some new people and new places tomorrow. I like her progress she's so well determined and a very hard worker one. The establishment that she was currently working was very lucky to have her for being so effective and productive.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />The other one was murmuring she really wants to end her employment and pass a resignation letter to the school where she at right now. She don't like her job and the working environment of that place.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> The other one was talking about her new suitor, she sounds so excited to her disposition right now. She seems very contented of her job. And at this moment she was teasing me about my love story... While me? talking with Tan on the phone.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> This day was so hectic for me but at least got some achievement and finished the tasks that I have. So can we call it a night???.... Goodnight everyone!</div></span></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-12877118284188523402010-10-10T21:39:00.000-07:002010-12-04T22:42:05.294-08:00This is how I celebrated 10.10.10!<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465333wan.gif" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><div style="text-align: left;">This is how I celebrated October 10, 2010. My friends and I planning to have a trip in this particular day!....<br /><br />First, We ate lots of Durian...<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465353wan.gif" /><br /></div><br /></div></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Second hiking through a cold River... As I have promised to my first post entitled Tamayong River. </span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdddbG_UFsAZ7Sf_XrGYb9Xk1xd0aX3-c10SR-PUaP0SZpptylr03nSeHCeNlrD-Ry98rsfUniCv7DU0Qv_nMZVyh4lhonMeS3PIbWrnP_hNCEkrKa84Y9t2EoWCrjMXEla3S7KMPhcw/s1600/14.jpg"><br /></a><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOtjkQDF5UoAU9oktqPvKVF8mwU-ylS3jvDYHD2It53GY_CVcGR4XdKUcMvgDk7yt5g2hfPHkhCw_Ykpm27pik6UzhaoMrlPxlk_7hWJ1KjFvRdQfF5Vj5SPhFr8D06vxyYFs3ijeD3ps/s1600/4.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdddbG_UFsAZ7Sf_XrGYb9Xk1xd0aX3-c10SR-PUaP0SZpptylr03nSeHCeNlrD-Ry98rsfUniCv7DU0Qv_nMZVyh4lhonMeS3PIbWrnP_hNCEkrKa84Y9t2EoWCrjMXEla3S7KMPhcw/s1600/14.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAdddbG_UFsAZ7Sf_XrGYb9Xk1xd0aX3-c10SR-PUaP0SZpptylr03nSeHCeNlrD-Ry98rsfUniCv7DU0Qv_nMZVyh4lhonMeS3PIbWrnP_hNCEkrKa84Y9t2EoWCrjMXEla3S7KMPhcw/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526647789086724642" border="0" /></a><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465308wan.gif" /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family:trebuchet ms;" >That I'll be back there with my friends soon. And this was the right time and in the right place to came back with my friends.</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnp4D7Pz-yRiwBHiY29raUE1nizTEsL-786wjUMETxtg-p8ELOHxppErFcdsVMDVLwVBE1ilFobjCbg1MUPFtsPREssu7nrmYmfFXJxCawKqyfQtBMIqQ0j07_FH1thkCCfYEGQLhMyjU/s1600/5.jpg"><br /></a><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglGcPJ65YGBKYInp9nRDh_dZlS3XCvdZF5VMj-vaHYI_CnzhX6LUZSQTcjO3vHZUerCd1_jD9nAjPUHlAb6roKrnRHDvVHXDiwqyFOsbrUrtZlRm0ZZ8g3M67T4Vqa4kMMI85g89POzZQ/s1600/8.jpg"><br /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family:trebuchet ms;" >My friend Karen, calling envious for she wasn't able to go with us.. she's sick...</span><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465302wan.gif" /><br />Well just give her durian later....<br /></div><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASPOWlLmL9HNbPa4KUu6qh7i2b3TS4GKXtMnnCPIFVv7AJKGaNnaH5eAu_uRcpJhkW3pvU-ihNGKW2wTgGuHH_CYHH7EFT4l94NVjWHxYSnhIkvKoZeXLdqclXYEQDWEzssILiiaaQjw/s1600/7.jpg"><br /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I love nature and views and I think I was fell in love in this place, the River of Tamayong.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQTpHAGNN_A3rG1Nu7j2fs-g_23c7V1HKNmpKbiVVv4T5wsj8_87VdGl92jcQHlfMqh6ypwct_6Cp2PgvO-q13F5TO8wOOtccgbFFpIVdOvnUiP7orSoDXXNAX0l0MYcgRrjBxD2bysA/s1600/13.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQTpHAGNN_A3rG1Nu7j2fs-g_23c7V1HKNmpKbiVVv4T5wsj8_87VdGl92jcQHlfMqh6ypwct_6Cp2PgvO-q13F5TO8wOOtccgbFFpIVdOvnUiP7orSoDXXNAX0l0MYcgRrjBxD2bysA/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526650080738355170" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465336wan.gif" /><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The clean, cold, strong and innocent water might be the reason why I can't get rid coming back into this place after three months.</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfyVpw1N0zO5pifK1yc8ZIRH2yhuWmmng3zuRrADy9HCia1VlEssp_DEzd0-J20AybrrdEhjFZAtJSkFm8E4vfaTEX6YPm7uttep1uqhrfNfy8fBAVCJbKopLVbLNg6OnKkSxP-44Axeg/s1600/12.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfyVpw1N0zO5pifK1yc8ZIRH2yhuWmmng3zuRrADy9HCia1VlEssp_DEzd0-J20AybrrdEhjFZAtJSkFm8E4vfaTEX6YPm7uttep1uqhrfNfy8fBAVCJbKopLVbLNg6OnKkSxP-44Axeg/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526650093818839746" border="0" /></a><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASPOWlLmL9HNbPa4KUu6qh7i2b3TS4GKXtMnnCPIFVv7AJKGaNnaH5eAu_uRcpJhkW3pvU-ihNGKW2wTgGuHH_CYHH7EFT4l94NVjWHxYSnhIkvKoZeXLdqclXYEQDWEzssILiiaaQjw/s1600/7.jpg"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><br /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">And third ofcourse as our routine we went to church and thanking God for another unforgettable experience.</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnp4D7Pz-yRiwBHiY29raUE1nizTEsL-786wjUMETxtg-p8ELOHxppErFcdsVMDVLwVBE1ilFobjCbg1MUPFtsPREssu7nrmYmfFXJxCawKqyfQtBMIqQ0j07_FH1thkCCfYEGQLhMyjU/s1600/5.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz61ldpBauhdEfwD6hGL4DCPhffFFc6JjFyk0KEZ4QoCAMQgywFN3KQ5-e2n7g8mxvE8AqyMh2hdrYIVIVaYV7TW_393szCTrRRob8CAcxaf44nMar1zcQX5pK8rw0ty6LBaejvo95moo/s1600/1.jpg"><br /></a>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-73967176787402412332010-10-08T21:45:00.000-07:002010-10-20T17:34:46.599-07:00Is he the one for me?<span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465347wan.gif" /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Last night my friends SMS me that we are going to meet our fellow alumni and alumnae. I saw him, he placed a chair for me and I sat beside him. They drank alcohol. Our Alumnus named Pat was there and what a co- incidence that my two former office mates were there too Raul and Leonard. Leonard admitted that he was interested in me. Too bad we see each other I don't like him. He told Pat that he was interested in me. So Pat vocalized it in the crowd and asking for permission to our moderator if Leonard and I can talk. I hate the stance. I was pissed off in that situation. My moderator spoke to it, she said; "Ask Tan".. Pat was intrigued and ask Tan about me. I heard Tan said "I like her, before, until now." And so I was shocked of what I've heard!<br /><br />I remember when we were watching concert for a cause, for the cancer patients of Davao Medical Center. He sat beside me, he cracked a joke that made me laugh and that's the time he caught my attention. He's a jolly good man he's one of the clown in our organization. I just knew him that way and we're civil.<br /><br />He's a friend of mine he's name is Tan. We've been friends for two(2) years we're both member of on one of the highest and respective organization in school. Together with the rest member of the org, we used to talk twice a month every time the org had something to be tackled or every growth sessions.<br /><br />I like him as a friend he used to send an update about himself. I was busy by then and I forgot to text him back. Am I just that kind of sensitive?. That even him I don't really noticed that he has a feelings for me.<br /><br /><br />He sent me home and stated his feelings for me... I told him that I'm not ready yet. I am not prepared for a relationship and I need to establish first myself. But we'll see and he replied to me.. I won't give up on you. Char! :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-70190519615950290412010-10-04T23:42:00.000-07:002010-10-20T02:42:23.700-07:00A Sad Love Story<img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465362wan.gif" /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">A butterfly was in love with a white rose.</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8SYOX1L4rzSF6Ml8vWv7nisF-ccMilsgpdFlLEFsNnqg7HBTy33xLkE8Dp10D51h78b-GRWfZIvhPJt3NE5R-3J7NniTnv77pH2nDFPiXL9wWPzDJj8EgLpTN2s11BiCYpAOH-I728g/s1600/123.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8SYOX1L4rzSF6Ml8vWv7nisF-ccMilsgpdFlLEFsNnqg7HBTy33xLkE8Dp10D51h78b-GRWfZIvhPJt3NE5R-3J7NniTnv77pH2nDFPiXL9wWPzDJj8EgLpTN2s11BiCYpAOH-I728g/s400/123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524452746363352498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">One day,the butterfly proposed to the rose. The white rose told him:<br /><br />White Rose: <span style="font-style: italic;">"If I turn into red, that's the time that I will love you."</span><br /><br />The butterfly didn't fly instead, he cut his body and spread his blood on the rose.<br />The rose turned red and fell in love with the butterfly but was no longer alive.<br /><br />Sacrifices are sometimes useless especially if that someone doesn't know how to appreciate they come to realize important things when its already late.<br /><br />What a sad love story.<br /><br />I got this story from a forwarded text messages. Sad yet wakening. :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-65860010271190805482010-10-03T22:44:00.000-07:002010-10-10T20:29:22.893-07:00Story ever told....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzkp4OzNbCYP9P9JpCcPZi_OwirymfrLVBxSCiB5ycA2sQAuVrazmXbdDMx_1Iqzf4hlBz3RW8w-Olu2IcvEL3UNXZ20q1Q6-aOHhUxCd4Lt71jlSbSCS8KRKUBrO175V8u4tTL_01juc/s1600/145.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzkp4OzNbCYP9P9JpCcPZi_OwirymfrLVBxSCiB5ycA2sQAuVrazmXbdDMx_1Iqzf4hlBz3RW8w-Olu2IcvEL3UNXZ20q1Q6-aOHhUxCd4Lt71jlSbSCS8KRKUBrO175V8u4tTL_01juc/s400/145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524064604858678370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">When I was about nine to ten years young. I used to pass unto our window in the second floor through the roof for the reason to gaze a stars and make a wish with pen and paper in my hand. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">The day came that my father caught me, he scolded me and so angry and that was the last I gaze to the stars and but my wishes doesn't end there. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Some of the things that I wished was already granted. First to earn a Bachelor Degree. I graduated College with my own choice, that was fun and brought me to inclination of my profession, have concluded that I'm on the right track. Right now, at this moment. I'm so excited and working for the next and third wish that I know soon be fulfilled so help me God! :-)</span></span> <img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465351wan.gif"><br /></div>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-41118001101727230792010-10-01T00:52:00.000-07:002010-12-04T22:40:38.597-08:00Tamayong River<img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465333wan.gif" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNClKoychS_mA6kdyH4k130JMyLBKqbmD8HDxOuVsdax2B65a65ycVx3fqgruwaaz3FOCYRmNwiR6l-barRcphah_-EPJqVUxkZ4lCTJwYG2Y0HiPQfo_geYvyu1Sb1shSfaH_Ee8uJ-s/s1600/1.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">In our busiest schedules it pays to visit a place like this. It was so relaxing ....</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" > This place was so cool it is located in Talomo Lipadas, Calinan Davao City......</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" >The water runs so fast the current will massage your body. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" > The water is so clear from the spring mountain.</span><br /><br /></span></span> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNClKoychS_mA6kdyH4k130JMyLBKqbmD8HDxOuVsdax2B65a65ycVx3fqgruwaaz3FOCYRmNwiR6l-barRcphah_-EPJqVUxkZ4lCTJwYG2Y0HiPQfo_geYvyu1Sb1shSfaH_Ee8uJ-s/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNClKoychS_mA6kdyH4k130JMyLBKqbmD8HDxOuVsdax2B65a65ycVx3fqgruwaaz3FOCYRmNwiR6l-barRcphah_-EPJqVUxkZ4lCTJwYG2Y0HiPQfo_geYvyu1Sb1shSfaH_Ee8uJ-s/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523295973348800498" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vc4x5oqfpF9mQ758X1SVqEJPqnEv0ZV5nUkMsbxehRxHhWvGvxvw-tWKXCt4y8QVJewFD7VvuY1hMmC9JDT-WJ9Cky8-i5rtazQwFADlgnbnCZ0ysvBJO38pL4-lEVR0zD0kVnQyq50/s1600/2.jpg"><br /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">This gift of nature has a lot of old rocks featuring the history of the place which signifies that it was preserved, honored and protected by the Lumads.</span></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span> </span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj86F7QhZ7OSPD_HL_iPpWjfvSCVp2PIy3I0cBI1xeyKci5wEyNt6WO-tUI0QRvDDOugc5LGWoj_7086GlSDNZWGL_4VL6LxVYGupvLvy_r_eDZNVs1PFBLk66xGxU_kSyqHoxlNFB6og0/s1600/3.jpg"><br /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I can't get rid of conditioning myself to loosen up... </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2qrSvOE7Khce9XJmGpRWjfZUytGNKCwBhE4S6SHlSvi7N_26H6PVvzQGFBNRSlKy_DlYZ3Wyk2XGtO8hYzRGQ63-NeiMoJIHuxofvBoG9Msh_oN7tuqCkuLino2mSjsNLFNXMWubN600/s1600/4.jpg"><br /></a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy9c2b6SRqeDjTJL-TbizgQ_zc_Rkam238YPcnJx3AIPTWbdKSlsL5pMkeZiCJARuibgVwrdi14C5nFNYxw_G75Hv6QFyqWf9F9zjBhNX5-B9kRZeJMSGBgjnU6fWLCSHWi2mcP1ZHieM/s1600/5.jpg"><br /></a></span><br />I am so thankful to God that I have experience the beauty of our nature so refreshing that makes me feel more enthusiastic in all aspects of my life. I'll visit here soon with my friends and relatives... :-) <br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4537345459504209979.post-79799554280946023332010-09-28T06:37:00.000-07:002010-10-10T20:27:06.110-07:00Crescentlady<img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/wanwan/1775465346wan.gif"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48j0yr1dSmrXA9VN0zYywxPyba_eCbPD4jl7dvzidecKKh0dGVxHIloewJ1nyJL80qyPGFmlSyi5oi_bFaXmh5BXT9mPbUU_lI2gKRafTfXH_SuPF2ADlifEPo994qaQKKUS_U2WPA2g/s1600/1452.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48j0yr1dSmrXA9VN0zYywxPyba_eCbPD4jl7dvzidecKKh0dGVxHIloewJ1nyJL80qyPGFmlSyi5oi_bFaXmh5BXT9mPbUU_lI2gKRafTfXH_SuPF2ADlifEPo994qaQKKUS_U2WPA2g/s400/1452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522951175288729554" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">What is this blog all about?.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I named this blog after my favorite cartoon character Usagi ( Sailor Moon)... She's always sitting in the crescent moon, wondering and watching all over the place... When I was a child I wish to be like her sitting into the crescent moon... sounds like so fantastical huh?... well I guess my regression was so high at this moment... :-)<br /><br />have a nice afternoon...</span>Alpha Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15827186940514264005noreply@blogger.com0