MY CAKE.. HEHE

silence is the best way….

Sometimes, silence is the best way….
Talking about past hurts me especially if that past has something to do with lots of emotional depression. I hate it when people repeatedly remember my mistake. That is a big slapped on my face. I know I had made a mistake on my past I will not deny that, but I have already changed my life and started all over again and up to this present day Im happy now. I just do not like what you said yesterday. It corrupts my whole mind and all I want to do is to breakdown, cry, and yell but I couldn’t you know why? Coz I don’t want you seeing me crying like a baby. I want to show you my strong personality against all suffering that I had experience in the past! Can’t just we forget the past? My past! Coz every time you make me remember it, my personality breaks apart!? For every single day that pass seems to add my misery. the longer I stay this way, the more embittered I become. This loneliness corrupts my very soul like a cancer, and soon it’ll devour this fragile container.

Victim of ill fate

What if i wasn’t really meant to be the one you expected? Would you be disappointed if I fail? Will you consider it as disgrace? Am I the one to be blamed if I fall? Shall I push through beyond my limts?
I don’t give a damn about glory — I can’t eat it anyway; nor I care about failure — I still can get up everytime. What scares me is for you to be disgraced. I’m afraid to think that my efforts weren’t enough to pay back what you’ve given me. Oftentimes I run out of strength. Hope departs me like an unfaithful friend. I try my best to find courage, but all I feel is despair.
It irritates me everytime people say that I can. They just don’t know how much pain it causes me. Disappointment only comes to those who expect: as for me, I don’t expect anything, though my dreams would contradict that.
When will I be relieved from this scourging? For every single day that pass seems to add my misery. the longer I stay this way, the more embittered I become. This loneliness corrupts my very soul like a cancer, and soon it’ll devour this fragile container.
Shall I tell you my fears? I don’t want to. I know all the sacrifices you endure just to keep me here. I don’t even know what I should do next
Students, the “toxic warrior”
Examination days just started in the university. Well, students around were busy reviewing thin repeatedly all over. As I seated at the corridor outside our room waiting for my turn, I observe MANY facial expressions among my co-students while reviewing. Some of them look like worried, stressed, tired, sleepy, bored. In addition, some students are just talking to their classmates as if it is not examination days. There are some look like a happy go lucky as if I will going to dissect their heads I will find the word “come what may” inside their brains. There are also some who truly dedicate their self in revieving, maybe this are students who aims a high ratings. I just laughed and whispered “we are toxic warrior men” hehe! Laugh loud! Toxic warriors because we fight toxic schedules, toxic exams, situations and professor! Agree?? I consider myself the one who review to get high grades but mind you, the more I review, the more I confuse!
For all of us, Good Luck toxic warriors!

A Muddy Ground Covered With Tiny Fallen Flowers

Countless golden flowers of the Narra tree pour down like rain every time the wind blows on a dark May afternoon, bathing the air with sweet scent and soothing the hearts of the weary.
When we were little, my friends and I usually went out and played under the rain until we caught colds and our lips turned to violet. Beneath our bare feet laid a muddy ground covered with tiny fallen flowers. Some were still golden and others were already turning into dust. Yet all of them still gave the same sweet smell that has continued to fascinate us until now. Under the huge Narra tree we laughed aloud, we danced like crazy, we played like there’s no tomorrow, and we talked about useless things that we ever thought of. Inside our innocent hearts, each of us had felt that we wanted to stay like that forever. Everyone was afraid to grow up, and nobody ever spoke of change.
As I am playing the same scene repeatedly in my head, a growing nostalgia of my childhood memories begins to seize me. How can life be so different now when it seemed we were only children yesterday? Gone were the flowers that pour down with the rain. Numerous leaves now cover the ground where we once played on, decaying like unburied corpses of some forgotten holocaust victims. The sweet smell of air is now contaminated with the acrid smoke of burning leaves, drawing tears down the eyes of whoever passes by that tree.
Summer has indeed ended in our quiet little town. This rainy season always reminds me of the happy days that had passed in a blink of an eye. Those days are forever lost in time, and yet somehow inside me there’s still a strong urge to bring them back. But the tiny falling flowers are gone – and so is the brief illusion that had made a fool out of our young minds.

hell week!

Examination day started. Well, students like me starts to review and review and review all through out!As the quotation says "chances only favors the ready mind" So, what Im gona do now is only one thing.. to review! But mind you, every time I CONCENTRATED REVIEWING, i get lost! ahaha! I;ll just update soon! bye bye!!

When Zeroes Mean Everything

When Zeroes Mean Everything

“I ASK YOU ONE THING; DO NOT TIRE OF GIVING, BUT DO NOT GIVE YOUR LEFT OVERS, GIVE UNTIL IT HURTS, UNTIL YOU FEEL THE PAIN”
-MOTHER THERESA, IN MY OWN WORDS
People will value small gestures from people. People will thank you for your smiles that keep away a bit of their worries. People will thank you for your gentle care.
Today is my third to the last of my scheduled therapy. I will just hope It will be discontinued. I went at the hospital early morning. Breath taking sounds me when I already got there. So tiring! I again wait at the reception area to wait my therapist. I noticed a little girl sitting beside me and holding a piece of paper and a pencil. I noticed that she loves to draw a circle. The whole paper was full of small and big circles. I ask the girl if why she loves to draw that symbol and what that symbol meant for her. She said, “it means everything for me, no ending, no worries…there Jesus is” I was overwhelmed with what the little girl said. Imagine, a little girl knows those things. I just smiled full heartedly and I gave her a piece of candy.
After everything, the only thought I harbor is that, while we whine about our low grades and scores, feel so allergic to zeroes, all upset, and scared that it is the end of the world and that we could not rise after each fall, here there is painfully suffering but very brave little girl because of cancer who long for what we hate: ZEROES
Zeroes that could really tell its not the end of the world for them. Zeroes that would assure them that they could rise after each fall. Zeroes that they pray for everyday.
^^_love!

Tattoos that are more than Skin- deep

Tattoos that are more than Skin- deep

Every morning I attend my therapy session at Notre Dame De Chartres Hospital that is a routine for me now. One time in the Rehab ward while waiting my attending therapist, I could not help but to notice and comment the tattoo on the biceps of a teen-age man sitting beside me. We used to get to know each other because we are both patients there. The elaborate black tattoo looked like a band encircling his biceps area. It had longitudinal parallel lines connecting the margins of the bands, and there were diagonal lines intersecting inside the margins of rectangles formed. I asked him where he got it and what the tattoo mean and symbolizes for him. He said he had no choice but to have that when he was still a member f a known group. In addition, as he added, according to him, the tattoo must have save his life many times when he was still a member of that group. I assumed. I thank him and then I went to my desired room as my therapist called me. After an hour, at last the therapy finished. I sat down again in the reception area to wait again my turn for my follow up check up. I could not but to notice again the arm of a middle aged-man who already the next patient for check up. I fixed my sight on the details of his big tattoo that transverse a few ribs over his cardiac area. It was tattooed picture of the crucified Christ with a white crimson bleeding heart.
I never asked the second man what his tattoo meant for him. I just smiled and said, “God bless po” If I asked the same questions, I knew I would get the same answer and reasons as what the first man gave. “Protection, security, hope”.
“His heart really bleeds for many of us and he really serves lives a lot of times,” I whispered to myself.

Never Too Late for a Turnaround
Every morning on our life’s way, we are acquainted with many people, including ourselves. You come to understand there is always something good in you and in all people, even the most hardened of all. There is always a door for change for us sinners. It is our humanity to acknowledge our sins when we set our selves at the altar of God that makes some flower s bloom in us. Our acceptance of Him empties our feelings of “half-emptiness”. His love leads us to a renewed life like an infant. He wholeheartedly accepts those who come to Him, nary He refuses. Even if we see ourselves as sinful at times.
^^Sometimes it takes a painful experience to make us change our ways^^

Typhoon? Misunderstanding and What so ever!

Typhoon? Misunderstanding and What so ever!

Good Morning world! It is another new day today. New experiences, new lessons will come along to everyone of us. The e weather is not good as I observe it, but I like it! Hehe! According to the news, there is a typhoon. That is why drizzly and cold outside The first typhoon to come for this year. Actually, I do not have class for today that is why I’m free to update my blog.
Thinking about last night, I really feel bad because of the embarrassment I feel. I am still not ok. I feel I’m alone. Realizing the situation, I’m the one who make a mistake that is why I feel guilty until this time. I do not even get a good sleep the whole night. It feels like I’m sleep but my brain still awake. Is it insomnia they called it?
My mistake to criticize his sister, but I for one is not my point. I care for ate xene so much. I just don’t want that she suffer from bleeding and what so ever without the help of her boyfriend. I love ate Xene.
If my boyfriend thinks that Im criticizing his sister, well I cannot do anything for that. For me, I feel so bad about what he said the last night.

your my life

your my everything

your my strenght

your my hero

your my savior

but

your my sweetest down fall!

Walls walls here they come

Walls walls here they come
slowly creeping in and out of sight
i walk, i run buti cannot hide, i cannot escape
i may be lost, lost in this emotions
someone find me, put me in to my place

i wake up and see all up and around my abyss, am i nolonger within your reach?

Alas i knew, your honeyed words are never to be trusted
yet i chose to believe otherwise now
its too late. ..

MEDICINE

tears from the skies above

fall on the ground

the rosy sun hasn't risen since youve been gone

liquid flames burn my eyes

as i hold on to your memory

my souls is tainted

by the kiss of broken promises

"Make a CHANGE"

A man was walking along a beach where thousand of starfish had been washed to shore. He noticed a boy picking the starfish one by one and throwing them back into the ocean. The man observed the boy for a while and then asked what he was doing. The boy repliied.

"Im throwing these starfish back,or else they will die"

"But you cant possibly save them all. There are thousands of starfish in this beach and this must be happening again on hundreds of beaches along the coast"

"You cant possibly make a difference" the man said.

The boy smiled bent down ang picked another starfish and threwit back into the ocean then said, "I MADE A DIFFERENT TO THAT ONE"

--MAKE A DIFFERENT! -- FIND YOURS!



=)

i like this so much...

It's Hard To Say
The singer finished singing and she's walking out
The singer sheds a tear, fear of falling out
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by, and I cried

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same

My worries weigh the world, how I used to be
And everything, (I'm cold) seems a plague in me
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by, and I cried

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say that I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I have my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, it's not the same

Worse than the fear its the lie you told a thousand times before
Worse than the fear it's the knife
and it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by, and I cried
\

It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I've held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same
It's hard to say (God, it's hard to say)
Since you've been gone,
I'm not the same

song with me my friend =)

t. h. o.... what so ever?!

“if you’re lucky enough to do well, it’s your responsibility to send the lift back down”

--Kevin Spacey—


“You have to be first, different or great. If your one of them, you may make it”

--Loretta Lynn—


“My father said there were two kinds of people: givers and takers. The takers may eat better, but the givers sleep better”

-- Marlo Thomas—


“There is only so much you can do, but if somebody doesn’t give you a chance there is nothing you can do”

--Charlize Theron--

great one!

Once again, I've come to a junction,
the end of a path,
the aftermath of a journey, alone,
And I'm rowing in a two man boat,
the horizon's no promise,
the currents are strong,
my arms feel so weak,
yet I'm rowing along,
dedicated to futility,
I'm just not that strong.

There's no force, no spirit that drives me,
no name whispered,
no sweet words etched in the back of my mind,
yet for once, I wish there was,
an outstretched hand,
or a smiling face,
beckoning me to a warmer place.

(And if she wants the world,
she'll have the universe unfurled before her,
I can only ever do my best,
and if my best isn't good enough,
Then neither am I.)

My arms,
assured are a warmer place.

A heart can jolt, can stumble, can shatter,
can bend, can break, yet it's never mattered.
For mine's unscathed.
Do the damage and make me feel
closure.
Make me feel.

(And if she wants nothing more,
than to be held before a pastel sunset,
she'll get nothing less,
and if that's not good enough,
then I've much to learn)

So teach me.
Make me feel.

I've dreamt through the days,
I've slept through the nights.
I walk the world, anonymous.

I want to dedicate my words, not just to me,
my words are snowflakes on a wilting tree,
purpose; abstract
definition; unsure
give me a reason to row to the shore.

unsure?

great one!

ended cry!

its been 4days of crying, pretending to be ok so that no one can notice whats inside me.That im in vain, in pain and sorrow.Even my friends dint notice my actions for the past 4days of lament. Im just the kind of girl who seems to be emo like if things didnt work.Im not the one who ask advices to a friend or strangers. I just solve it by my own.But sometimes its really hard that way, now after 4days of crying, i didnt found my self fading into nothingness.. I still survive and soaring.

=)

So many thoughts

So many thoughts,
I don't know where to begin,
I'll start from my heart,
and what I feel within.

I still have feelings,
which haven't changed,
because when you left me
my life was re-arranged.

I used to cry
so many times a day,
but lately those tears
have been fading away.

I am hoping that
my brighter day soon will come,
and maybe, just maybe,
I'll find that special someone.

Yes, it's been hard,
but I'm getting back my life,
I've even managed
to put away the knife.

I will find someone
who's right for me,
who loves me
and lets me be all I can be.

Yet the thought of you and her,
is tearing me apart,
because you will always have a special place
in my broken heart.

Do I still love you?
Yes, I do,
but another part of me
is getting over you.

I never thought I would say this,
but I simply have to confess,
with each and every day that goes by,
I love you less and less.

I just wanted to be with you,
but now you're gone,
and the time has come
for me to move on.

You meant so much to me,
in fact, you still do,
from the bottom of my heart,
I loved you too.

sliiper!

^^Presenting TSINELAS na may DaTING!

Sino nga naman ang mag-aakalang mauuso ang TSINELAS sa mga panahong ito?.. Dati, mga naggagandahang rubber shoes, sandals,stilleto(for girls),at pati nga doll shoes at flat shoes ang uso pero naun mantakin mo tinalo lahat ng mga ito ng isang TSINELAS lamang. Kakatuwa nga naman noh? Ako mahilig din sa tsinelas pero slyt lang hehe! Maraming tsinelas na may datind sa panahong ito, kahit naghihirap ang bansa pinapaganda parin ang kalidad ng tsinelas. Ito na nga marahil ang sagot sa bumabagsak na industriya ng ating bansa "ANG PRODUKTO NG TSINELAS NA MAY DATING" =)



^^Hindi ito basta-basta!

Dahil nga nauuso ang mga tsinelas naun, maraming mga magagandang tsinelas na binebenta din ng MAGANDANG price xempre(BUZINEZZ eH). May iba-ibang brand din ng tsinelas gaya ng HAVIANAS at CROCS?hehe. Walang kamatayang CrOCS! Talu pa ang CHUCKS!hehehe!. Wala akong tsinelas na ganun maxadung mahal eh. Ang akin lang eh ung mura heheh! Ung ginagamit sa c.r!(boink)

Hindi basta basta ang mga tsinelas sa panahong ito, multi purpose ito. Pancinin mo sa t.v at radio may mga commercial ang tsinelas!(oh?meron??ewannn??hehe). pancinin mu din sa t.v,kadalasan mga tsinelas ang ginagamit ng mga t.v personalities. Baka pati ang presidenteng mahahalal eh gumamit ng tsinelas sa opisina.(cool!pwede>. Malai natin db? Tapos gumawa din sya ng tsinelas bilang pambansang foot wear ng PILIPINAS.

Yaong tipong madameng kalorete at gawa sa mamahaling materyales, ung hindi bast basta dba? At hindi malaung maging "SLIPPPER CAPITAL" ANG PILIPINAS. hehe!



Nakakatuwa nga naman diba? HAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyy! Bibili din aku nun pag nagawa na. =) napag tripan ko ang tsinelas naung hapon na ito panu kase wala na akong magamit na tsinelas. Nasira na. Hay! Kelan kaya ako makakabili!?heheh! hmmmmmm....

Di importante kung ang gamit ay mahal o mura basta nagagamit. At wag mag asam ng isang bagay kung hindi mu ito kayang kinin o abutin. O kitam may aral pa taung napulot sa tsinelas! hehe!

Nice!

Clasess

Pasukan na! Clasess are already started this week . Well, as usual back to work, puyat at pagod. Hmmmm??/challenging naun... Yes, coz a lot of major subjects. But well kaya yan, basta study lang ng maigi bd??? Kakamis ang buhay reyna.. hehehe!wenk!

Kapagud na agad ang klase kakasimula pa nga lang eh at sinabayan pa ng malakas at mapanirang punyetang ulan na yan! Katamad tuloy pumasok..hehehe!

GOOD LUCK sa lahat! Kaya natin toh! hehe

A White Rose

A White Rose

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

how i wish

how i wish i could be with you all the time of the day coz we dont know when our lives end in this worl. No matter how hard to think of it.

hell!

dont know why such people feels better when they back fight their FRIENDS!!!!!!!!.. o WATA sucks! You stupid people who keeps on lowering me down!.. you know what i think you're such JEALOUS ....

NOT ALL TIMES IS YOURES , SOMEDAY, I WILL GONA BE MY TIME!

STUPID!

16th

t is our i6th monthsary today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!of course im happy!!!1hahahaha........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i hope this willbe forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love you dear!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg...

we eat at 50;s dinner!

my first audition

wew!!!!! Kakaloka! Pinilit ako ni Valerie mag-audition! hehe! wahehehe! Pamatay na mga tanong! Ako pa naman nauna wenk!... Kahit di ako makuha ok lang enjoi naman eh! hehehe!! Galing ku palang bumirit ng maling tono hahahahaha! luv it!

=)

Med Night Midnights

Med Night Midnights

ilove this poem


My loam colored eyes sifts to warm shadows of lambent moonlight. Lolling on glossy italics amidst some orange streaks, dashes of stabiles, few pinkish bold and gauzy sketches on plaits of soft yellows.
On one slovenly side, my almost empty coffee cup reeks of potent brew, rests, forlorn top denser texts stashed from a giant shelves while my dropping lids smell of the lamp and yield to my laden lashes.
Awakened by incessant shrills, lazy blinks obliterate the blurs and clear the path for me to lead the queue to the pluvial pump where the morn’s icy bites douse my flesh with swift sprinkles then the blurs recur hound me in odder opacity blinks, not just a few, sadly-
My glasses are still worn.
/102598rcg ^______^

Going BETTER

Going BETTER


Almost one month after I was diagnose with ‘’Bell’s palsy’’ (paralysis of facial bone)”R” And one month of undergoing a therapy. I can say that I now feel better now compared before.
Before I was, diagnose of Bell’s palsy, one week before. My Aunt and I went to Baguio to renew her licensed. I was very happy that day because she treats me at Jollibee. Of course my favorite food chain ever!. After we had our lunch, we immediately rode in the bus (Part as) going to I locos so that we can arrived at home early. When we reach home, suddenly I felt quite pain around my neck going towards my teeth. When I look at the mirror to see my teeth I just found out that my wisdom was beginning to grow. Knowing that it is the wisdom that causes the sudden pain I feel. On the same night, my sister cherry decided to go to Baguio to enroll for the coming semester. So, it was morning of June 3, that day is my schedule of enrollment. So I woke up early that day at exactly 3am. Because if I wouldn’t be able to rode on the first trip, I won’t reach Baguio at an early time. As I woke up, I felt something so painful around my cheeks specifically to the right side. But I just ignore it knowing that it’s only the tooth that causes the pain. S o I travel and I reach Baguio at exactly 9 in the morning. At that moment I just observe that my right eye is not proportional to my left eye and that my right cheek is not also proportional to my left cheek. Oh Good! I felt scared that time because I started to feel something which is not good like nausea, tooth ache, fever and vertigo. When I reached my boarding house I rested first for a few hours then I eat my lunch. While I am eating I feel like my right cheek was paralyzed and that I couldn’t move it as the usual. And I can’t suck the straw to drink the water. I really feel so scared that time. All I want to do is to go home to see a dentist. I was not able to enroll that day because of some conflicts so I have to stay in Baguio for one night. All people that I know observes my face as they see me walking at the corridor.
I spend the night without any comfort. It was already morning of June 4 when I was able to enroll. After I enroll I immediately go to the terminal and road a bus going to I locos so that I was be able to go home early and to see a dentist immediately. After 3-4 hours, finally I reached home. All my family members worrying about my condition. My mom and I immediately went to the dentist to see what is wrong on my teeth. Unfortunately, the dentist 1 told to us that the wisdom tooth only caused it that is why we brought a lot of antibiotics and pain reliever. I take all of those in one week but sad to say that there is no improvement happening. I still the same pain, nauseous, and vertigo as well. I was so scared especially when I look at my face. I cannot accept what is happening. The next week is now the start of classes for college levels. No choice for me but to go and study even though I am so ugly and not feeling well that time. I was able finish the first week of July. Then I decided to go home because I still not feeling well. Praying every night to St. Therese and Lord Jesus to guide and heel my sickness. It was Sunday when I was home, so my family and I attended the first mass.
During the mass, I was wiping my face with tissue paper because my right eye is irritated with dust. Suddenly when I look at the tissue paper, tint of blood surprised me. I do not know where that blood came from. I approach my mother to see my face whether it s bleeding or not, then she told me “wala naman”. With s great shock, I was scared! I feel like I will breakdown that time. Until we went home, I still question my mind if where the blood came from.
We eat lunch and after that, my mom and I decided to look for another dentist to check-up my teeth. We go to the clinic of dentist number two. Mr. Dentist told us that, “the eye has no connection to the teeth, maybe I experienced a mild stroke that’s why I look like that,” He advised us to go and look for a cardiologist or any kind of doctor. He suggested Dr. Guerero. Luckily, the hospital where my sister Lucy is working is where Dr. Guerrero works. We immediately went there and have a check-up. The finding was, it is a Paralysis of facial bone known as Bell’s palsy. Right side was affected and not the tooth causes the pain. She advised me to undergo a therapy and rest for at least one week. No choice but to to follow what my doctor advised. I rested for one week and I undergo therapy under maam Jolina. She is good. After one week, there is already slight development on my face, but I have to go back now in school. So, I go back to baguio to continue my study.
Now, at present, I’m still undergoing therapy at Notre Dame De Chartres Hospital under Mam Joan, my therapist and my attending physician Dr. Capistrano. They were all so kind and so nice there. They treat me in good way. Now, I can say that “I’M BEAUTIFUL AGAIN” ^^_^^

That’s the latest story of my life, I thank God for all the kind people he sends to me in order to cure my face.
I want to thank the following people, first God, Saint Therese for letting to learn new experience and new lessons that I will be going to carry in my life, I was truly a lesson for me. Next, my whole family for the whole support, especially my parents, my mom and dad. My aunties for not letting me to give up. To my ever loving Lola, for accompanying me every day to my therapy, to my great doctors, Dr. Guerero and Dr. Capistrano, also to Dr. Acosta. I want to thank also Mrs. Yelling for being nice and for understanding and support. Dr. Vergara for the prayers and support and all the advices. Thank you also to my ever-dearest love Louie for the company all times that I need him. Thank you for the love. Last but not the least my RT friends for the care and love. My twitter friends!
THANK YOU SO MUCH! I HOPE ONE DAY I WILL BE ABLE TO PAY YOU NOT MATERIALLY BUT KINDNESS AND SERVICE!

^^GRACee!

my beloved ghost

now you are my beloved ghost
and here i’ll wait for you to sing
and we will have eternity
a promise to keep haunting me
this wine
from my veins
these gifts
we’ll take

the sky is ours to keep tonight
together in this silent sleep
we are the mist that fills the air
lie still, just be with me

this wine
from my veins
these gifts
we’ll take
and i’ll be
the kiss
the gun
we’ll be draining their blood again
embrace the rest of me
we’ll be racing through the night
again, embrace the rest of me
and we’ll feast on them, celebrating

i’m not alone, i can feel your eyes on me
i’m not alone, your soul for all the world to see

denied another day
life took you away
i’ll love you just the same

’cause you are my beloved ghost
and here i’ll wait for you to sing
and we will have eternity
a promise to keep haunting me
the sky is ours to keep tonight
together in this silent sleep
we are the mist that fills the air
lie still, just be with me

i’m not alone, i can feel your eyes on me
i’m not alone, your soul for all the world to see
to see

It’s our Day TODAY!

It’s our Day TODAY!
Ika-9 nanaman ng buwan ng july! Today is our monthsary. To be exact our 16th monthsary. Days are too fast to pass. But even though still we are happy together until this time. Hindi naman umabot sa point na may naramdamang sawa ganun pero sometimes there are things that he and I cannot meet. Kung baga half way lng?hehe!
Today is Friday. Well well well, my first class today is maintenance.Alas tres pa un ng hapon. I hope this day will be a happy and relaxing day. But I think it’s not! Hahaha! Know why?? I have a Quiz in BIOSTATISTICS!Oh my gosh! Quite hard but I know I can! And I will pass! Yeah!
As I’ve said today is our day. We planned to have our dinner @ 50’s dinner tonight! Pero wala akong pera! Hahha! Poor gRacee! Anyways, I will still enjoy this day kahit pa siguro mapunu ako ng kamalasan! Hehe! Let’s all be happy because IT’S OUR DAY TODAY! God is good all the time!
Until here!







^^_love love love!

Happiness is...

For Wifey,
A house in a state disorderly
Filled with children's cries
Both sad, angry and merry
Is at it should be.

For Hubby,
30 minutes
Uninterrupted, alone
Like a king throned
In the bathroom reading
Is heavenly.

All in all
Happiness is relative
Tell me
What makes you
Happy?

Effects of ginger (Zingiber officinale) on cadmium toxicity

Effects of ginger (Zingiber officinale) on cadmium toxicity