Thoughts

I left my job six years ago so I went back to my part time job; Encoding receipts and submitting BIR returns; I earned so little and sometimes I am literally broke. So I got 30 pesos in my wallet today, and another 20 pesos that I am planning to give in our cell group offering. Earlier this afternoon I gave my 30 pesos to my mom to buy some putubungbong and nilupak... so I got only 20pesos left and it isn't mine because I intended to give it to the cell group. When suddenly my dad ask me to text Superkalan because we run out of gas. I always doubt my dad because since I was little he always promise something and none of it will be granted. So I ask him "do you have money?" and he told me he has. So he handed me 500 pesos but I gave it back; I told him that the delivery boy don't bring change more than 10 pesos. So he went out of the house to get a 500 change. Delivery takes less than a minute... and he knows that... and of course guess what... my dad went back

Some people throw their dreams away just to be with someone they really... really love that most of the time became the one big cause of two people’s separation. Dreams are vital for people to continue living. When there is desperation, hardship and there’s no sign of hope in everything that they do only dream can give them the heart to continue pursue life. Love on the other hand fire up the passion of people to hold on to the dream that may seem impossible to reach. Bible says that there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time for love and a time to hate. Never give up on your dreams and even in love... there is no need to choose... love or dream?...if it is both meant for us, but time has something to do with it. We need to prioritize everyth

“I got another thought; its all about loving and being love; Maybe February 2013 is approaching very past that is why I can’t stop thinking of what it will be liked when someone already landed at your heart’s doorstep?.” What would it be liked if you are here already? What will be the changes in my daily routine? Does my phone will have a heartbeat too when it rings or will the incoming text messages will have a heart signed all over it (just a silly and funny thought... lol). What it will be liked waking up every morning knowing there is you? What it would be liked looking out the window at the first hour of the day,will it give a different joy? (crazy! but sure it is!); will I see the morning sun with a happy face? I bet it will be a much lovelier day; a more fulfilled and exciting moments; every hour has its own lovely tune; Opening the door will be a little bit different and there will be a sure nervous cracking feeling along with excitement. A lot of changes will happen

Our cat muning is a very fun and sweet, loving male cat. He is the most handsome and dearest cat in our neighborhood... well he is a little chickboy... ugghhh!!! being a handsome is so irresistible what can we do. Muning is a very smart male cat, he knows how to kiss an adult hand as a sign of respect (“muning, mano” and he will reach your hand with his forehead),he knows his own food; he does not eat our food in the table (but if we have chicken and bulalo, we can’t leave the table unattended when muning is around; he loves bulalo soup and chicken.), he loves to lie on the floor while drinking, and he even know how to tell you that he is jealous of other cats when we gave those cats foods or we carry other cats than him; he will look at us and will simply lie down on the floor and when we try to call him he will not look at us and closed his eyes... hehehehe... what a cute little cat he looks like a human to me... he understand simple commands like... (Muning, uwi na tayo). Isn’t ni

Will I find love in time? I still believe whatever God put in your heart will all come to past just be patient and continue to obey him no matter how many times you were been thwarted to follow him.. I am one of those people whose waiting for that right guy who has his body, soul, heart and mind set to God; a guy who will always choose to do what is pleasing to God; a guy who will always put God first in his life; a guy who will love God first before me; a guy who fears the Lord more than anyone and anything else; a guy who felt fear but can let go of everything he has just to honour and obey God’s command; a guy who will do impossible and silly things in the eyes of men because he has faith in the Lord; a guy whose priority is God’s ministry; a guy who will always put his heart, trust, hope and faith in God. I always pray for a guy who have this character and of course who is also a super duper cute guy who wear eye glasses; But don’t think high of me as if I want a holy man; Thou

My Dream is to write books about things I love, about books that I’ve read, or about my favourite foods (sweets and fruit shakes), about people I’ve met that really has a great impact in my life and of course a short story about romance with a lot of humours. It is my desire to write but in some reasons I was always in a halt that hinders me to continue writing; I know the plot, I know what to write, and I know what I want to express in it but I don’t know how to put them in words. I always get what they call a “writer’s block”. The result of this condition was very severe for some that they need to abandon this profession... but I am really praying that I will learn more words, more strategy and inspiration to combat this “writer’s block” condition; Mine has a different effect... I got loads of things in my head but I just can’t put it in papers and when I am in the middle of writing something and then it happens I feel like my heads will explode any minute and it’s really giving

There are lots of toys and foods sell in front of a church; as a child after hearing the mass I will always ask my mom to buy me popcorn and a balloon. I play with my balloon inside our house I let it fly up to the ceiling and then ask my dad to get it for me, and then I let it fly again up to the ceiling and I will climbed a chair near the balloon and jump for it.. I do the same thing over and over again until I got tired. One day my mom and I went to a birthday party and went home with a balloon tied in my risk. I removed it from my risk and I play with it near the window. I know if I continually play near the window I will lost it... but I decided to let go... I once mistakenly lose grip of a balloon before in that window and guess what I cried; but that moment my hand let it go I cried out to my dad to get it but its too late... I watched it as it flew away but I didn’t cry. I hold back my emotion and stop myself from crying; that is the first time I decided to learn how to let

Hearts Day, the second best thing after celebrating New Year. Lots of cards, balloons, bears, kisses, hugs and love are given in this very sweetest day of the year. A happy celebration of lucky people who have met their partners in life at the early age, and those people after years and years of waiting have finally met their other half. For some this is the perfect time to confess love to someone they truly adore for the past weeks or months they have met them; or for the sweetest ever time for those who have just realized that their love for someone they have grown with since kids has bloom to a much sweetest deeper cherish love in their whole life ever. Another celebrated day that will pass for some people who have not yet experience to celebrate it with someone that makes their heart jumps; Another day for people who will received chocolates again from their parents with a cute heart pillow on the stick and a nice card saying “love mom and dad” such a cute gesture form a paren

I had this thought two years ago; It happens three times and I can't tell anyone about this so I wrote something about it; but anyway the guy is not the person I am waiting for. One fine morning I saw his bag sitting beside mine and I imagined something like... The two chairs combined and became a woody bench; The room banished and the bench was out in the woods. Sunshine, trees, flowers, grass and the wind fill the place. Then his bag become him and suddenly I felt I was banishing from where I stand, And I felt myself become one with my bag. After a minute I found myself sitting beside him, I look at him... he turn his head towards me and smile ... Then his left hand reach my right hand while his tired eyes twinkling ... looking at me... He smile again and turn his head toward the sky. He closed his eyes, his hand still holding mine then he settled his back on the bench. I watch him silently as if he enjoy this moment to be with me, resting beside me... When suddenl

I do not know why I am bothered with this thought of love. I experiencing and receiving love from people around me; through my parents, sisters, relatives, friends, and even to other people whom I am not closed with but love me and adore me. And then there is God who express His love for me at the cross even though I wasn’t conceived yet by my parents at that time, he loves me that much, even though he knows I will make mistakes He did breathe life in me. From all the things that I have and experiencing I owe it to Him...from his grace and love for me. But there is another love that I wasn’t able to experience and receive yet, but I am looking forward to it. I don’t know why I was been bother by this every single hour right now... with shaking feeling; closed eyes; but with certainty in my faith in God I know loving him and trusting him right now even though we haven’t met yet is not silly. This is the only dream I have ever pray since I was four that is why I am certain God will s

What is weird? Loving someone who does not love you and will never love you, or Loving someone you haven't met yet but you know he is the perfect will of God for you? What is weird? Be emotionally attached to someone else or be committed to someone you really deserve? What is weird? Hurting yourself with a lie to continue the life you know its already broken, or hurt yourself with the truth but able you to collect every pieces of you and face a new change life and fill it with hope, happiness and free of pretensions? What is weird? Believing in Reality or Believing in Truth? A lot of people laugh at each others perspective in life, but what's weird though there's only one truth in this world that even reality can be proven as a big lie.