Sunday, September 8, 2013

I Love You Mrs. Mary Grace E. Marinas

I love you Bhe ko. Yung pagmamahal ko sayo kasing lalim ng pinakamalalim na dagat sa buong mundo. I love you. 

Yung pagmamahal ko sayo kasing laki ng pinag sama samang planeta. I love you. Yung pagmamahal ko sayo mas matagal pa sa forever. I love you. Yung pagmamahal ko sayo hinde na mapapalitan ng kahit sino. I love you. Kahit ilang beses pa kitang kelangan pakasalan gagawin ko. 

I love you. Kahit na ipagtabuyan mo ko, kahit na mag sawa ka sakin, kahit na iwanan mo ko, ikaw at ikaw parin ang mamahalin ko.Hahanapin kita kahit san ka magpunta. At pag nahanap kita, hinde na kita ulit papakawalan pa. I love you. Kahit gaano kasakit, kahit gaano kahirap hinde kita iiwan. I love you. Yung pagmamahal ko sayo, hinde na mawawala. I love you bhe ko. I love you, I love you, I love you..

I Love You So Much Mrs. Mary Grace E. Marinas

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

You are the Joy of My Heart...

Alam mo nagsisimula ka na naman,
Actually, kahapon mo pa sinimulan... Pero dahil sa gustong kong i-improve ang personality ko, Mas palalalimin ko pa ang pasensya’t pag-intindi ko...
ANG LAGI KO SINASABI SA SARILI KO.
You are the JOY of MY HEART 
kasi
I SEE my JOY in YOU

Monday, September 2, 2013

Happy Birhday Tatang..

This entry is dedicated to Mr. Ariel B. Alvite, my friend, my mentor, my father, my ninong in the near future. we love you sir, wag ka maniwala sakin na last birthday mo na to, joke ko lang yun. kailngan ka pa ni mami mawawalan siya ng boy sa bahay nila. hahaha. salamat sa lahat ng tulong sir, at sa mga hayup at walang kwenta mo na advice.

SINO NGA BA SI ARIEL B. ALVITE???


Masaya ako kapag kapag kausap ko sya. Madalas, kapag may problema ako, sa kanya ako lumalapit kasi nakakalimutan ko ang problema ko. Minsan naman, kapag lungkut lungkutan ang drama ko, sya ang tinatawagan ko, kasi marami syang kwentong kahayupan.

Sa kanya ko nakita na puede nating tawanan ang problema.. Iyak ng konti kapag mabigat na, at huwag kalimutang humingi ng tulong sa “KANYA” at magpasalamat sa mga blessings na natatanggap natin.

O ano, nabasa nyo na??? Kaya kahit san kami magpunta di namin makakalimutan ang aming mga kahayupan

Una-unahan lang Sir! Pasensya na, na-una ako eh.. Baka kasi makalimutan ko pa eh.. :P

Sabi ko naman sayo sir, you always put smile on my face and made me laugh everyday, especially in the darkest moments of my life. ikaw ang laging andyan hindi mo ako iniwan. maraming salamat.


                         At may special na bisita pa isa na bumabati din sa kaarawan mo.


HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIR. GOOD HEALTH AND MORE SUCCESS IN YOUR CAREER...



Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Kiss...

"Why do we close our eyes when we pray? when we cry? when we  dream? or when we kiss? Because we know that the most beautiful  things in life are not seen, but felt by the heart".


Monday, June 3, 2013

It's Time for a change...

I remember, I wanted so much -- success  money, recognition, self expression, freedom. I started acquiring them all one by one, some of which I already have. But when I got them on hand, I absolutely had no clue as to what I really needed. At times, my passionate hungers were so high, I can only deal with them through denial and avoidance. I was a workaholic, careaholic, loveaholic, and a perfectionist. I can't even remember the last time I was kind to myself. Or was I ever? More often than it feels comfortable to admit, I was an angry, envious person, constantly comparing myself with others only to become resentful of what seemed to be missing in my life. 

This secret sense of longing contributed to what I am now. I remember all the failures I've been through. I remember being controlled that I wanted so much to break through. I remember wanting to live my life the way I exactly wanted to. I remember all the tremendous pain of what seemed like an endless abyss of suffering, disappointment, and hurt. 

"You only live once -- but if you work it right, once is enough."

It's time for a change.. 

I then realized I have to carve out a quiet interlude for myself. A quiet sanctuary where I can dream with a pen in hand. That was when I realized that only dreams give birth to change. Gradually, I became a curator of my own contentment, and learned to embrace the gentle yearnings of my heart.

I started believing..

I started to believe in myself. And I started to gain all confidence, self worth and respect, all that made me into an outspoken, straightforward, self contained person that some or most people despised.