I Remember You

It’s funny how I remember you in so many beautiful things. 

I remember you when I am so happy, so happy that I wanted to share it with you.

I remember you when the moon is so beautiful and I wanted to tell you to look up the sky and watch the moon at the same exact moment as I do.

I remember you when I am at my favorite place and wish you are with me for you to see the beauty of nature laid before my eyes.

I remember you when I see a romantic scene from a movie and wish that you are here to hold my hand and we’ll feel that amazing moment together.

I remember you almost everywhere and at any moment.

You occupied a large space in my thoughts. It’s as if my heart and mind is addicted of you.

This feeling is painfully beautiful. I always think of you and it makes me miss you so badly.

This is fucking unfair! I made you part of my system yet you didn’t even care about it.

It breaks my heart when you just remember me whenever you are bored or you have no one to grab when you want to go out. You are making me feel that I am your last option, your last resort, and your last choice. And here I am still really care about your well-being. How stupid is that! I already know what you’re doing to me but still I am so willing to open my heart to you. You are like an intruder whom I know who can break anything what I have and who I am but I am just here watching you start to wreck me. 

Is this how my love story goes? Loving someone in pain? I thought loving someone is the happiest and the greatest feeling in the world. Why don’t I feel even a bit of that happiness?

Something about LOVE

I'm really confused today. Thoughts are battling in my mind, half broke and a bit lonely. So I Googled something that might us well help me. And I found this from http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_can_you_find_Prince_Charming

Girls, take time to read.

"First, the main thing isn't to find the world's greatest guy. There's no such thing. One woman's total loser is another woman's dream come true. 

So maybe you're just using "Prince Charming" to mean "Mr. Right," but if you really do have some sort of movieland romantic fantasy, the place to start is with a big eraser. Let the castle-in-the-sky notions go (they never include the part about changing the diapers and taking out the garbage). "Mr. Real" is a whole lot more interesting anyway. 

So--what's the main thing? To find the greatest guy for you. If you're a cookie-cutter woman, identical to the next gal, same look, same style, same brain, same conversation, then any cookie-cutter guy will do. But if you're not (let's hope you're not), the point is a good match and not a good poster boy. 

And--don't be shocked, now--the best way to find that match is to be the person you are, so the guy who really wants YOU can find you and tell you apart from the rest. If you concentrate on attracting guys (how many do you need, anyway? one good one is enough), what you'll be is a woman who concentrates on attracting guys: plenty of surface shine but not much substance at all. Instead you want him to recognize you as Ms. Right, and how's he going to find out you're the right one unless he can see you as you are? 

So, of course put your best foot forward. Make yourself look nice, use decent manners, be kind, cultivate your sense of humor, practice making engaging conversation. But don't waste your time and his by trying to be something you're not. Your guy will never find you that way. 

The best way to be interesting is to be interested. Whatever really turns you on and awakens your passionate interest, whether it's salsa dancing or playing the oboe, surfing or rescuing orphaned birds, learning French or drawing pictures of dragons, your interest makes you come alive and sparkle. That's part of who you are. Think: what kind of woman will your Mr. Right be looking for? You--right? A recognizable you. 

One other thought: put yourself in places where your Mr. Right is likely to go. The theater  Dance clubs. Animal shelters. Church. Little League games. The library, the symphony, a political campaign, the Sierra Club, the hardware store, the feed store. Different places, different guys. Pick a place that aligns with your interests and look for that common ground. And never underestimate the social benefits of volunteer work. 

Remember, he has to know you're the one. You can't make him think so, but you can let him think so. 

And in the meantime, it's fine to get to know men who aren't forever-after keepers. You can still have a nice time, learn something about yourself and about what you really want in a relationship, and practice treating a man well, so that when your Mr. Right does come along, he'll stick around."

You really want to impose this? What about our FREEDOM?

‎"The Cybercrime law has chilling effects and will change the Philippines internet landscape forever.

Effects:
 1) Online libel has much worse punishment, up to 12yrs imprisonment. Can be used by abusive politicians against those who speak the truth.

 2) Anything that is found "libelous" in first glance shall be blocked or taken down, no court order. 3) The police has the power to watch over our computer data in real time, no court order.

 Clear violation of the 1986 Constitution Article 3 (Bill of Rights)

 Section 3.
 (1) The privacy of communication and correspondence shall be inviolable except upon lawful order of the court, or when public safety or order requires otherwise, as prescribed by law.
 (2) Any evidence obtained in violation of this or the preceding section shall be inadmissible for any purpose in any proceeding.

  Section 4. No law shall be passed abridging the freedom of speech, of expression, or of the press, or the right of the people peaceably to assemble and petition the government for redress of grievances."

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Happy Father's Day

"DAD,
When i was born,
You were there to catch me when i fall, whenever and wherever.
When i said my first words,
You were there for me,
to teach me the whole dictionary if need be.
When i took my first steps,
You were there to encourage me on.
When i had my first day at school,
you were there to give me advice and help me with my homework.
I still haven't finished school,
or walked down the aisle, or had my first child.
But i know you will be there for me through all these times and more, the good and bad.
So i just wrote this to say 'I LOVE YOU DAD!!!'"

You may often see me smile but deep inside I BLEED

Pain in missing someone

It’s been what? 10 years since the last time I saw you. It is still crystal clear in my mind, that very day that you bid us goodbye for you are going to migrate in Canada. I can still remember the pain in my heart seeing you walking to the front door of the airport and ready to leave the land of our country and leaving us behind with memories that we spent together. While I was watching your backs, thoughts played in my mind. I was thinking if when are you going to come back or will you not forget us here back home.

At the age of 8, I think that was the first time that I cried which cannot be seen on the outside but can be heard inside. I broke my heart. I want to shout and call out all your names and beg you to stay with us. But all I did was to stay silent in my seat and watch the airplane slowly enfold with the white clouds in the sky.

When we went back to daddy Ceasar’s house, I went directly to the bedroom and cried so hard until I fell asleep. That moment, I lost a part of me. I lost my best friend Mimi, my four big brothers Kuya Ton2x, Kuya Tim2x, Kuya Matt2x and Kuya Jong2x, my COUSINS. Though I was trying to tell myself that we will meet again, I know that it will be a long wait for me to do or maybe that was our last time to see each other.

A while ago before I decided to write this post, I was looking on your albums in your facebook account. While looking on it, suddenly tears fell that ran down through my cheeks.

You are not sad in the picture but I can see that you are happy. But what made me cry? I just realized that I just missed you so much. Your smiles remind me of the time when we were at the house of Lola Terning every summer. We gathered around and share laughter and we made the house so noisy everytime we play. I missed the time when we were complete as cousins.

It hurts that you are happy not because of us, who are here back home waiting to see you again, but you are happy because of the people who are there with you in your new home. But what hurts the most is that, as I look at your faces, it seems that you already forgotten us .