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April 10th, 2007

Lessons from the Easter Bunny
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All I Need to Learn about Life I learned from the Easter Bunny!

Don't put all your eggs in one basket. Walk softly and carry a big carrot. Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
 

 There's no such thing as too much candy. All work and no play can make you a basket case. A cute little tail attracts a lot of attention.

 

 Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day. Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits. Some body parts should be floppy.

 

 

 Keep you paws off other people's jellybeans. Good things come in small-sugarcoated packages. The grass is greener in someone else's basket.

 

 An Easter bonnet can tame even the wildest hare. To show your true colors you have to come out of the shell.

The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.

Hoppy Easter!






April 11th, 2007

Save Me
Posted in My OST




 

By Remy Zero

(Smallville OST)

I feel my wings have broken in your hands
I feel the words unspoken inside

When they pull you under
And I would give you anything you want
Well all I wanted
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I've been waiting for you

I see the world has folded in your heart
I feel the waves crash down inside

And they pull me under
I would give you anything you want
Well all I wanted
And all my dreams have fallen down
Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I've been waiting for you

And all my dreams are on the ground

Crawling around somebody save me
And two warm hands break right through me
Somebody save me
I don't care how you do it
Just save me

I've made this whole world shine for
Just stay
Stay
Come on
I'm still waiting for you






April 16th, 2007

Trying to get that feeling again...
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST



Christian Bautista

At any moment she'll be walking through that door
She won't find me behind it
cause the feeling is gone and
just won't come back anymore
I work so hard to find it

I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again
All around, trying to get the feeling again
The one that make me shiver
Make my knees start to quiver
Every time she walks in

I've looked high, low
Everywhere I possibly can
But there's just no trying to get the feeling again
It seemed to disappear as fast as it came

read every book
look for every meditation and poem
just to bring home that old sweet sensation
but it ain't no used to me, trying to get the feeling again

Where did it run to? I thought I'd done all that I could
To keep the love burning
But whatever I've done, I just haven't done it too good
Cause all that's left is yearning

I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again
Like a bloodhound searching for a long lost friend
could you help me rediscover
the way to re be her lover once again

read every book
look for every meditation and poem
just to bring home that old sweet sensation
But it ain't no use to me, to try and get that feeling
I want to get that feeling again

I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again
I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again
I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again
trying to get the feeling again

*pag hindi na kayang ibalik, wag na lang pilitin.  Maybe it wasn't meant to last.  If you ask me, I  wouldn't want to hold on for purely selfish reasons. It's not about what's convenient, it's about giving the other person a chance to find his or her happiness. 






How exactly Am I?
Posted in Angel 24/7



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April 17th, 2007

Finding out the hard way
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST




Cynthia Rhodes

I can't take all the blame, now can I
It takes more than one to lose
Such a fine line
That lies between but holds together
I turn to night, turn to the time
Whoa, whoa, and I'm findin' out the hard way
It's gonna take some tears, little bit of heartache
We're like islands in the stream
Watchin' all our dreams start to fade, fadin' away
A moment gone is gone forever
It's like water through the hands
And you spin the wheel of misfortune
Watching the time, we're livin' in love
No, better find another hallway
It's gonna take some tears, a little bit of heartache
We're like islands in the stream
Watchin' all our dreams start to fade, fadin' away
I keep reachin' out, come up empty handed
Didn't I let you down or did I leave you stranded
And I'm findin' out the hard way
It's gonna take some tears, little bit of heartache
We're like islands in the stream
Watchin' all our dreams start to fade, fadin' away
Oh, and I'm findin' out the hard way
It's gonna take some tears, a little bit of heartache
We're like islands in the stream
Watchin' all our dreams start to fade, fadin' away
Start to fade, fadin' away
Start to fade, fadin' away
Fade away






April 19th, 2007

Lipat Bahay
Posted in Love and other Disasters



Kay Jibril

May bikig sa lalamunan at anong bigat sa dibdib habang sinisinsin ang laman ng mga kahon. Pitong buwang gunita, salita, ala-ala ang maingat na isinisilid. Isasara ng lapat, paiikutan ng packing tape at sisiguruhing walang ni isang huhulagpos.

Mahaba ang biyahe. Walang tiyak na destinasyon. Maaring makituloy pansamantala sa may magandang loob na magbukas ng pinto, o kaya'y hahanap ng panandaliang matitirahan.

Ilang beses na ring nangyari ito-- makikiramdam, maninimbang, bago isa-isang ilabas ang dala-dalahin at maingat na ihihilera sa mga eskaparate at kabinet ngunit dali-dali ring magliligpit. Hindi ito ang lugar para sa akin.
Laman ng mga kahong ito ang kalahati ng buhay ko.

 Nadadagdagan, nababawasan, may nasisira, may itinatapon...ngunit laging may naiiwang tanda ng huling tahanang tinuluyan. Sa bawat paglipat, baon ko ang mga halakhak at hikbi ng lahat ng silid na tinulugan...at lahat ito, hinuhubog ang bagong ako. Ang mukhang ihaharap at ipakikilala sa mga susunod na makakasalamuha.

Matagal din bago ako nasanay sa huling tinirahan. Ilang buwan bago  naisabit ang lahat ng damit  sa tukador. Nag alangang ilatag ang mga abubot at isalansan ang mga baong libro. Ang kaibahan lang, ni hindi ako namahay dito sa pagtulog....

Maraming mukha ang paglilipat.

Kapag ang pinakakumportableng silid-tulugan ay napuno ng ingay ng away at alitan...at napagal na sa kapupulot ng nabasag na pag asa sa paanan ng hagdan...kapag kaya nang ipandilig ng halaman ang dami ng luhang ibinuhos....baka.  Baka nga oras na para muling magligpit ng mga kahon at maglipat.
 

Saang tahanan kaya huling bubuksan ang mga ito? Iaayos sa eskaparate’t aparador at hahayaang maaalikabukan, ulanin, arawan.
 

May mga taong tulad kong nabubuhay sa pag alis. Ngunit, puno naman ng hapis ang bawat pagpipinid ng pinto.

Higit na mabigat ngayon ang mga yabag palayo, nag aalinlangan at muli’t-muling nililingon ang mga kahong naglalaman ng natatanging bahagi ng buhay ko— inilagak sa madilim na sulok ng nag-iisang tahanang nais kong balikan…

Kapag humupa na ang ingay ng away at alitan…nakabuo na ng bagong pag asa…at huminto na sa pagbuhos ang mga luha…baka. Baka idulot ng tadhanang muling mabuksan ang mga kahon at wakasan na ang aking paglilipat~anne stephanie cruz






April 20th, 2007

UNLOADING THE BAGGAGE
Posted in Angel 24/7



"He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Isaiah 40:29  
I boarded the plane in Chicago with too much baggage. Not the kind of baggage that you stow in the overhead compartment or squash under the seat in front of you. Not even the kind that you check in at the airline desk. This was the kind of baggage that weighs your heart down and that, if carried around, leaves you emotionally and spiritually exhausted. An unexpected attack from a trusted friend had left me deeply upset and really confused about how to respond.

As the flight attendants went through their preflight checklist, I was lost in thought thinking through all my options. Feeling betrayed and unjustly wronged, I had a long list of possibilities—the kind of responses that seemed very natural to my fallen heart—but they were the types of choices that were wrapped in the old revenge, self-protection, and “I don’t get mad, I just get even” kind of stuff.

As we taxied out to the runway, I knew I needed a second opinion. So I simply prayed, “God, I need you to talk to me. I desperately need your wisdom. You brought this into my life for a purpose, but I don’t know what to do next.”

As the plane climbed, I began to feel closer to God. Not physically closer (although praying above the clouds at 35,000 feet does lend a different perspective), but spiritually closer as He began to share His wisdom with me. My natural thoughts and desires to fight back and demand my rights were replaced with Jesus’ instruction to “turn the other cheek,” to “go the extra mile,” to “bless those who curse me.”

Of course, my human nature continued to argue for a while. “But, God, I’ll feel so weak. I’ll feel like a pushover, a weakling. I need to fight for myself.” The reality is, my pride wanted to keep the baggage. My ego wanted to hang on to the situation and to try to deal with it through human, natural, flawed means. Trusting the Lord’s wisdom would mean that I no longer had control of the situation.

But God in His grace reminded me of the surrender of Christ on the cross. He drew me to the fact that for Jesus the path to glory was the path of surrender and letting go. The one who is the Lion of Judah is also the Lamb that was slain. And God drew me to that point of decision once again. Was I going to manage this situation to my advantage or was I going to release it, in trust and obedience, to Him?

I am thankful to say that when the plane landed in New York, I left some baggage on it. I walked through the terminal without the heaviness of heart that comes from fighting for my own rights. I headed for my hotel free of the weight of bitterness that the enemy was trying to stir up in my soul. God had renewed my strength and the weariness was gone.

Let me invite you to the privilege of waiting on the Lord. As Isaiah reminds us, He never grows weary. His wisdom never runs out. His power, His might, and His truth are available and accessible to His children. You don’t need to walk another step with that load of fear, guilt, anger, bitterness, or confusion.

Check your carry-on baggage. Surrender it to Him and then seek His wisdom to strengthen and direct you.

It makes the journey so much more enjoyable!

YOUR JOURNEY…

  • Make a list of some of the problems and conflicts that have surfaced in your life. How much of your time and energy is spent in dealing with these issues?
  • How has your emotional and spiritual health been affected by the weight of these issues? Has it affected your physical health?
  • What fears surface when you think about giving up control of these situations? Why is it tempting to hang on to them?
  • Take a few minutes in prayer to release these situations, one by one, to God’s control. Then humbly ask the Lord to fill you with His truth and wisdom.
  • As you move through the rest of your day, wait on the Lord. Instead of rushing ahead to your own solutions for each situation, practice the skill of waiting for His direction.






April 24th, 2007

God, Answer Me!
Posted in Angel 24/7




The Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. --Psalm 6:8

Theresa left Sue a message that she had some great news. Sue was convinced that her friend had received Jesus as Savior. After all, she had been praying for Theresa's salvation for 30 years. What could be greater news!

A few days later, Theresa revealed her "great news": She had a new boyfriend and was moving in with him. Sue cried out in desperation, "Lord, what makes me think that You would answer me after 30 years of praying?" She proceeded to have a pity party for herself about God's seeming reluctance to answer her.

Some of our hardest struggles are those deep desires that go unmet-- when no response comes from heaven for what seems like forever. The psalmist David could relate. He cried, "Have mercy on me, O Lord . . . . My soul also is greatly troubled; but You, O Lord--how long? Return, O Lord, deliver me!" (Ps. 6:2-4). But later in the psalm we read that David knew the Lord had heard him (v.9).

A month after Theresa's "great news," she called and left another message: "I have wonderful news! I trusted Jesus as my Savior! I don't know why I didn't do it long ago." Now Sue is praying that Theresa will grow in the Lord and seek to please Him with her life.

Keep praying. In His time, God will answer. --Anne Cetas

Dear Lord, I know You hear me, and that You
are powerful and wise. Help me to wait patiently
and to trust You for Your good and perfect answers
to the needs of those I love. Amen.

Delay is not denial. So keep on praying.






April 25th, 2007

The Blessing of Unanswered Prayers
Posted in Angel 24/7




I asked for strength that I might achieve;
I was made weak that I might learn humbly to obey.
I asked for health that I might do greater things;
I was given infirmity that I might do better things.
I asked for riches that I might be happy;
I was given poverty that I might be wise.
I asked for power that I might have the praise of men;
I was given weakness that I might feel the need of God.
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life;
I was given life that I might enjoy all things.
I got nothing that I had asked for,
but eveything that I had hoped for.
Almost despite myself my unspoken prayers were answered;
I am, among all men, most richly blessed.

- Unknown Confederate soldier






Praying for Tulips
Posted in Love and other Disasters, Angel 24/7



My dear Consuelo sent me an email this morning, and she sounded sincerely concerned. She asked if something happened that she did not know about which has been causing OC Girl to lose steam the last couple of weeks.

Not that I have been slacking off, just that my output lacked the signature throughness and energy. I had to tell her the truth...

As breakups go, everyone knows this has droned on long enough. A bit over seven months, on the official count, but then again, Jibril and I were breaking up even before we got together.

Too many fights, arguments, and walk outs on my part (opo mahal, ako ang naglayas) has left the relationship broken in so many parts that it could never be able to hold its own weight again. Ever.

And althought it was particularly difficult for me to accept that I would never get the chance to make amends, or make up for being a brat, I would have to learn. And heal. And eventually forgive myself. Then Smile.

Consuelo wrote back that oftentimes its really necessary to kiss several frogs before one finds her prince. I laughed, given my history, it was an all too funny comparison. But it carried more wisdom than meets the eye.

Jibril was a frog, not a toad. And, he may not have been my ever- after prince, but we did have good times together. He was there to catch me when I chose to fall from a high place... and given his limitations, I knew he loved me with everything he had.

I always tell him that.  I just hope he remembers.

I've stopped crying ... but even while I was doing so I was mindful to cry for the right reason-- that a relationship ended,  and along with it the hopes and dreams we built.

But I am neither bitter nor resentful. This one has in fact left me hopeful that something better is in store, not just for me, but for him as well.  For two people who have given up on love before, we didn't do so badly during our turn. In fact, if it weren't for the distance it might have really worked.

Time for closure now.  We've come to the end of our rainbow.  And I'm letting him go with the strongest of prayers that he finds the happiness he deserves.

As for me, just help me pray for tulips. Alam na ni Lord kung anong ibig sabihin nun...

Let's close the book and move on...






April 30th, 2007

"Simple Together"
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST



Alanis


You've been my golden best friend
Now with post-demise at hand
Can't go to you for consolation
Cause we're off limits during this transition
This grief overwhelms me
It burns in my stomach
And i can't stop bumping into things


I thought we'd be simple together
I thought we'd be happy together
Thought we'd be limitless together
I thought we'd be precious together
But i was sadly mistaken


You've been my soulmate and mentor
I remembered you the moment i met you
With you i knew god's face was handsome
With you i suffered an expansion
This loss is numbing me
It pierces my chest
And i can't stop dropping everything


I thought we'd be sexy together
Thought we'd be evolving together
I thought we'd have children together
I thought we'd be family together
But i was sadly mistaken


If i had a bill for all the philosophies i shared
If i had a penny for all the possibilities i presented
If i had a dime for every hand thrown up in the air
My wealth would render this no less severe


I thought we'd be genius together
I thought we'd be healing together
I thought we'd be growing together
Thought we'd be adventurous togheter
But i was sadly mistaken


Thought we'd be exploring together
Thought we'd be inspired together
I thought we'd be flying together
Thought we'd be on fire together
But i was sadly mistaken






Sana wala akong kalyo ngaun...
Posted in Love and other Disasters



2. The "maganda siya pero  masakit" shoes

*by Noringai

May fini-fit ako  noon na sapatos sa Celine. Okay lang ang presyo.  Maganda ang material. Kikay ang hitsura. At kapag  suot ko, nakaka-sexy ng paa. May
isang problema nga lang...  masakit sa paa. Pero cutie kasi siya  eh. Saka on sale. At sadyang matigas ang ulo ko. Kaya  ayun, binili ko.

Sa umpisa, okay lang  naman. Keri ko. Saka masakit naman talaga sa paa  ang bagong sapatos. Pero habang lumilipas ang oras,  lalong sumasakit. Hindi siya meant sa  pangmatagalang suot. Habang suot ko siya, parang gusto kong  umiyak sa tuwing humahakbang ako. Pagdating ko ng  bahay, puro sugat at galos ang paa ko. At ilang linggo  din akong may peklat sa paa
dahil sa diyaskeng sapatos  na iyun.

Kapag sa umpisa pa  lang, alam mo na masakit na sa paa at hindi mo  puwedeng suotin ng matagalan, huwag mo nang bilhin.  Bakit mo pa itutuloy kung alam mong masasaktan ka lamang kapag  sinuot mo?

Parang  pakikipag-relasyon din iyan eh. May mga lalake na good on  paper, bagay sa iyo, tipo mo nga eh. Ang kaso,  panandalian lang siya. "Boylet" lang
kasi unavailable  siya. Bakit mo pa itutuloy kong alam mong eventually  ay masasaktan ka lang? Sana, habang maaga pa, iwasan mo  na.

Lesson learned:

Kung sa umpisa pa  lang, alam mo na masasaktan ka lamang sa bandang  huli, huwag mo nang ituloy. Baka mag-iwan pa iyan ng  scar na hindi mo na maaaalis kailan man.

*haaay, siya nga. eh di sana wala akong kalyo ngayon. =)





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