tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46575686691211813632024-03-04T20:19:32.595-08:00RoLf VaN's Creation's and sentiments....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-55893980918286148602014-09-20T07:24:00.002-07:002014-09-20T07:24:36.097-07:00A glimpse of yesterday...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">For the past months, </span><span style="line-height: 14.949999809265137px;">I've</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> been trying to write again. </span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">I've</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> been finding ways in how to go back to my
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to write, suddenly I will become empty…hahaha…just like now... :D<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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to write something which I can’t. I just read some of my works before. This one
really catches my attention, as I remember I wrote this poem when I thought, I
was really falling inlove with that friend of mine…hahaha<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Just a glance with those
times. I fall with the thoughts, do I really fall inlove with that person…hmmm…maybe?…hahaha.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">You sit next to me</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Then I ask you Why?</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Without any word you just
embraced me</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">And you said SHE LEFT ME</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">I can’t think of any
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">To allay the burden</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">I embraced you so tight</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">As I look into your weary
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Half smiling you said
maybe Im not good to her</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">I just hold your hand and
smiled at you</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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too good for her</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">You just sigh</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Pain is all over in your
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">As I stared with your
nostalgic face</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">I wanted to tell you</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">How much I love you</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Everytime you were with
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">But you were talking
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">How much you love and
treasured her</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">And why you can’t see all
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Maybe Im just a mirror of
a friend for you</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;">Someone who can make you
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be there when you cry</span><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;">♥♥♥ I've been thinking the person who brought my first heartache...hahaha. But I'm really glad he's really happy with his daughter and wife.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-70251485892249147902014-06-21T01:34:00.001-07:002014-06-21T01:34:11.678-07:00C H A N G E S<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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of the water falls at the attic is like a sweet music in my ear. So many untold
stories, I want to utter. It’s been a while since I want to write something, so
many things happened with my life: in work, love and family. I don’t want to elaborate
each one of them but it teaches so many lessons, it makes stronger, better and teaches
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me maybe because I don’t want to embrace the new challenge given to me. Well, no
one can blamed me dealing with different people is not easy as one, two, three.
Everyday becomes a struggle to me not only in dealing with unlike attitudes but
also the pressure given by your superiors. But as time goes by I learned to
bargain each one of them. Prayer helps me understand, and it guides me the
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-81675987083284939192013-06-12T07:12:00.002-07:002013-09-19T05:54:27.956-07:00The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recently, I have heard a lot of good things about the work of Mr. Paulo Coelho, one of the bestselling authors at the present time. I was curious about it since my ex co-workers keep talking about it. Then eagerness come, I need to buy one of his book but but the price is too expensive to me...hahaha. I have read already some of his inspiring quotes in many networking sites like: Facebook, Instagram and Twitter as well. And yes, indeed it was really great, and pushes some more to read even just one of his work...so...so...I end up downloading eBooks to one of his books the Alchemist.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">The books talks about the journey of a boy who travel just to find the treasures whom told by a fortune teller. It also insight who to appreciate every little thing that we have.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">I have read the first part of the book, and its already an impact, so many lessons about life and everything. I am excited to finish this book and find out what's gonna happened to boy and the treasure he's been looking.</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-32716078676509593672013-04-12T04:04:00.000-07:002013-04-12T04:06:46.004-07:00Step back...take a breath and soar again...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-43224726708432051532013-02-13T07:02:00.000-08:002013-04-08T11:14:34.764-07:00Just a thought...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Many things happened in my life since 2013 got in, a lot of changes, some of them are good while others is in the contrary side of the story. I tried to open myself to someone else, I tried to trust and love again. So far everything was good. Yes, I am happy with him despite our own flaws we still tried to understand each other.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As I open myself with others, I learn to let go someone in my past. It's been a while since the last time we see other and talk. He's a friend and everything, until such time we step up the friendship that we have. He courted me, yes, we came into dating but I don't know what happened why it didn't work for us. But I know he's always been a part of me, before christmas we still manage to talk and he said maybe after 2 years. But within a span of years we didn't see other we still talk, give advises and he keep on warning me with the guys I be with..haha... I know hes with someone else but I still surprised when he said </span><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"he's getting married". I was stunned with the thought but things had just happened. And then he said he wanted to see me and I said yes. Were having dinner together with his fiancee, it was awkward...haha... But I still manage to make things easier for us ako pah..dinaan sa daldal...haha..</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-58399382636730090932013-01-03T03:33:00.002-08:002013-01-03T03:34:05.092-08:00Goodbye 2012 and hello 2013<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-60326487526362346352012-12-19T06:38:00.002-08:002012-12-19T06:38:48.970-08:00Inferiority strikes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-69436913628604201572012-12-12T20:09:00.002-08:002012-12-12T20:09:27.038-08:00A thought..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-45819001857994270812012-10-25T07:17:00.002-07:002012-10-25T07:17:51.793-07:00New Environment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-82336293650738961032012-10-19T08:32:00.002-07:002012-10-25T06:53:12.732-07:00Boiling point...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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because I am protecting someone feelings. I don't know when I started taking
care of this someone, maybe from the time that he became my confidante of
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everything was seemed alright, I started to smile and pain in the past slowly
healed. But everything changed that time I feel that I was neglected, sometimes
I demand time especially I felt that I am only second in the list. By then, I
started to distance myself from him, it’s not easy at first, its painful to
keep distance from someone who teach to smile again. Plus the fact that he is
far, far, far away from me, and the experienced in the past teach me not to
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conclusion just because of what he reads breaks my heart. And one thing that can burst
my temper kung paringgan ako through quotes. Why you can tell me directly to my
face so that I can answer you properly and not spreading of what you believed
with others. As you said you want friendship then I can give what you want.
Let's stop what we have now and continue with darn life. Maybe I can get used
to it and maybe its time for me also to open again with someone. I'm tired
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My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.She collected little weeds
and such to sell, anything for the money we needed she was such an
embarrassment.There was this one day during elementary school. I
remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed.
How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted
me.<br />I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I
said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only
going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did
not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
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My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she
might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of
the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at
me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was
crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and
become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate
poverty.<br />Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to
Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.
Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I
like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.<br />This
happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came
to see me "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother...Still with her
one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My
little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.<br />And I asked her,
"Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I
screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!
Get out here now!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm
so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared.
Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I
told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the
rest of my life.<br />Then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a
letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife
saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went
down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of
curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I
did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand....
it was a letter to me.<br />My Son,<br />I think my life has been long
enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too
much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss
you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the
reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm
sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.<br />You
see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost
your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up
with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son
that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I
was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that
you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves
me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.<br />I miss
you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world shattered!
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">On the other side, I'm planning to write a tagalog poem for the first time...haha...I am inspired the song of Mr. Martin Nievera in titled Ikaw ang Lahat sa akin...it was a really a nice song...for the heart broken out there...haha... There's this line in the song that I feel so darn hurt I don't know why...haha..</span></div>
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<i style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">"ikaw ang lahat sa akin,<br /> kahit ika'y wala sa aking piling<br /> isang magandang alaala<br /> isang kahpon, lagi kong kasama<br /> ikaw ang lahat sa akin<br /> kahit ika'y di ko dapat ibigin <br /> dapat ba kitang limutin<br />
pano mapipigil ang isang damdamin<br /> kung ang sinisigaw <br /> ikaw ang lahat sa akin"</span></i></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">O diba ang sakit ng bonggang bongga ang mga lines na ito...haha... One of my close friend in the office ask me "Why I am still single?" I answered him I don't know why,haha.. Then he told something that make me think for a while. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> <i style="color: purple;">"Ikaw naman kasi dai, sunod sunod kasi ng ngmahal hindi mo hinayaan ang self mo na totally ma recover from one pain, kaya ngayon hindi mo na alam paano mo paghilumin ang sakit ng nkaraan."</i> </span></span></span><i style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Darn, it make me stop, and think for a while</span>, <span style="font-size: x-small;">there's this someone in my past that still hunt me every now and then. I can still remember the happy memories that we have, I miss his hand fitted with mine, his hugs, his kiss in my hair, his sweet nothings and everytime he sing a song for me. Haissttt...that even a simpliest song still lingers his memory and the funny thing ang kanta is... <i> </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> <span style="color: purple;">there's something for you at SM...nyahaha</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Oh</span>, <span style="font-size: x-small;">diba kabaliwan lang...haha...but I want to start the tagalog poem I wanted to write...it's not really my forte actually, I preferred to write it in English kasi minsan may mga bagay ako tinatago sa bawat lines..</span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; color: #660000;">Your smile is the sweetest smile I ever seen and it seems it captures a place in me. I know a part of me will always remembered you and maybe someday somehow our road will cross again and hopefully this time we will manage to say hi and not only exchanging our sincerest smile.</span></i><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-10199679259385193522012-07-31T07:35:00.001-07:002012-07-31T07:35:36.673-07:00Moving On<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">If were are deliberately hurt by someone special
to us at they same we</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">still
incredibly in love with him/her, we tend to hang on into the</span></span> <span style="line-height: 115%;">relationship hoping we can still fix the damage and
filled the void in</span> <span style="line-height: 115%;">it. We became
deaf the words of </span>advises<span style="line-height: 115%;"> from your friends, we choose to</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> be </span><span style="line-height: 115%;">blinded of the worst thing we see. We even give
justification on what</span> <span style="line-height: 115%;">they do
instead of scrutinizing it. And the funny thing about this,</span> <span style="line-height: 115%;">sometime we can even blame yourself why they cheated
us rather than kicking</span> <span style="line-height: 115%;">them away
in our life. I always heard this quote from Papa Jack that</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> <i>"</i></span><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><i>Ang buhay natin,
malaking trial and error ‘yan especially when it comes to love. The reality is
walang formula ang pagmamahal. You let go, you fall in love."</i></span><b> </b></span><span style="line-height: 115%;">Yeah, it’s true walang tamang formula sa buhay at sa larangan ng pag-ibig,
we stumble and then we learn to stand up again.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">I also have a share experiences about love,
heartaches and moving on.</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">I
stumble in the world of LOVE not only once nor twice but many times.</span></span>
I cried not only a bucket of tear but many of
them and I also taste the fierceness
of sleepless nights...haha. I witnesses how my friends cried over their broken relationships.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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relationships? And</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">why we tend to linger the pain
rather than leaving them.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1.) Acceptance.</span></span></b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">As they said, the first thing to do in moving on
is <b>ACCEPTANCE</b>. We</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">always have a hard in accepting the fact "<b>the hindi na pwde thing</b>".</span>
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">The truth hurts us so much in accepting that we
are not enough for</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">them and we are
not the reasons anymore the glints and smiles that we</span> see <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">in their eyes. And we are afraid of letting go the
dreams we have painted that</span> w<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">e
gonna have a family and grow old together with man/woman.</span> <br />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">2.) We always think
that we cannot found someone better than them.</span></span></b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">After the break up, first thing in our mind.
What's life after this?</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">How we
gonna start again without them in our life? We came to the</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">conclusion that we cannot found someone better than
them that’s why we</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">choose to cling
on them even the pain shreds us everyday. But if you will just</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">listened the small voice in you, <b>you know you deserve someone much</b></span><b> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">better</span>.</b><br />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">3.) You're afraid
of being alone.</span></span></b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">If we are under the spell of love, we forgot our friends;
we don't</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">hang out with them
anymore. We let our world surrounds with our</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">special someone, that's the reason why we felt so
alone the time they</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">will leave us.
But friends are friends, no matter what happens they</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">will always be there for us. They are more than
willing to listen with</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">our pains
and wipe our tear kahit may kasamang batok iyan.haha</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">4.) The fear of
being to be at pain again</span></span></b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Nobody wants to undergo pain and depression since these
are the hardest</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">emotions to deal
with. Everytime you meet someone new, the fear from</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">the past will hunt you that this person might hurt you
as well. We</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">always forgot that the
scars from the past will help to be stronger and</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">wiser and teach us to love again.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know <b>moving on</b> is not an overnight process
it will take a long time to linger the pain before you can forget about it. It
took you a lot of sleepless nights and tears before you can cope the loneliness
of missing of that special person in your life. Why not take it slowly, live,
endure and embrace the pain until such time it can’t affect you anymore. Let
yourself cry walang naman mamatay dyan, isang araw mapapagod ka din,haha.. Then
you started to smile again at tatawa ka na lang sa mga pinagdadaan mo. </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Kailan na ba ang tamang panahon na dapat tayo mag let go sa isang relationship.
I saw this blog while I was browsing in the net I know it help that’s why I
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b><span style="color: #660000;">Top 12 Signs It’s
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you live in past memories more than the present.</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Do you replay the happy moments of the
relationship to make you feel</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">good
about it? Do you use them as reasons to continue on with him/her?</span></span>
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">If so, it’s a sign your current relationship
isn’t how you want it to</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">be. I
realized the more we live in the past memories and/or a</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">self-created future, the more we are living in a
self-created reality.</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">This is
dangerous since it’s not reflective of the actual state of the</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">relationship.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">You have to remember your relationship with the
person exists in the</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">current
moment. Not in the past. Past memories should remain as</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">memories and not as a reason to stay together. Your
decision on</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">whether to stay with
the person should be based on your current</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">feelings for him/her, the actual state of the
relationship and the</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">future you
see with him/her.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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than joy.</span></span></b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Sometimes, we tend to be blinded by the past happy
moments of the</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">relationship. To
the extent we forget about all the unhappiness it</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">brings us. If your relationship leaves you
frustrated/upset/unhappy</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">more
often than not; If your relationship is leaving you in tears</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">every so often, perhaps this might not be the right
person for you.</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">The relationship
you are in now should be one which brings you</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">happiness now. Just like #1, if the main source of
happiness of your</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">relationship is
from past memories, something is amiss.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#3. When he/she
expects you to change.</span></span></b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">The truest form of love is one that’s
unconditional. Your partner</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">shouldn’t
expect you to change, unless it’s for your well-being (such</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">as to quit smoking or to adopt a healthier diet). Some
of my friends</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">had ex-boyfriends
who wanted them to change, such as to dress up more</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">often to look prettier or to lose weight when said
friend was of</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">healthy weight.
There was even one who actually suggested my friend to</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">shave her arm and leg hair because he felt it a given
for girls!</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">The issue here isn’t about you. The issue isn’t
about the change</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">itself either.
The issue is about the expectation of you to change.</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">While some requests may start off seemingly
normal/benign, they will</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">quickly
build on over time. Even as you concede to the requests, more</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">will come. It marks the first step of him/her trying
to mold you into</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">his/her
expectations of you, rather than you growing into your own.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#4. When you stay
on, expecting he/she will change.</span></span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">The above applies for the other person as much as
it applies for you.</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">If you are
staying on / getting into the relationship expecting the</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">person to change, you are in this for the wrong
reason. You are trying</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">to change
the person to fit your expectations, rather than accept</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">him/her as the individual he/she is.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Even if the person does changes, soon you will
have something else you</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">want
him/her to change. You will never be fully satisfied with how</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">he/she is. The worst thing is, if the other person
isn’t conscious,</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">he/she will keep
changing just to fit your expectations. In the end,</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">he/she will just end up being your shadow.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">This happened between my ex-best friend, K, and
me. While we were not</span></span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">in a
romantic relationship, some issues we faced in our friendship are</span>
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">probably similar to what others face in their
romantic relationships.</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Through
our friendship, I began to see him as an extension of me,</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">rather than as a separate individual. K did not have a
very strong</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">self-identity at the
time, so unfortunately he kept changing to fit</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">what I wanted. In the end, he was became my shadow.
After 10 years of</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">friendship, we
had to part ways, because it was the better path for us</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">to grow as individuals – for him to grow into his own,
and for me to</span> <span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">grow into my own as
well.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#5. When you keep
justifying his/her actions to yourself.</span></span></b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Whenever we experience a situation we’re
uncomfortable about, we</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">experience cognitive dissonance. It refers to the
discomfort from</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">being faced with something that conflicts against
our beliefs. When</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">this happens, we try to come up with explanations,
justifications so</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">we can feel good about the situation.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">This if we feel the need to justify an action,
that means we are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">uncomfortable with the action itself and we want
to explain away the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">discomfort. The danger behind this is that the
explanations are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">self-created and may or may not be true. If
you are repeatedly</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">justifying his/her actions, the relationship
becomes built on your</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">rationalizations, rather than the reality.
Likelihood is that you are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">living in your world of false assurances rather
than the truth.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#6. When he/she is causing you
emotional/physical/verbal hurt.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Physical and verbal abuse are definite no-no’s.
There is clearly</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">something wrong if the other party
abuses/hits/curses/swears at you,</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">no matter how he/she tries to make up for it
later. Even if it may be</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">the spur of the moment, the fact that he/she lets
slip in that moment</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">shows there is something deep inside him/her that
needs addressing.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Emotional hurt is trickier. A lot of people negate
emotional hurt</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">because it’s not visible. Ignore it, and it’s not
there. But emotional</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">hurt is hurt all the same, if not worse. The
wounds that are hardest</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">to heal are the emotional ones, not the physical
ones.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">I was emotionally hurt by G when he flippantly led
me on with his</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">words and behavior, even after I told him not to
do it. This had a</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">lingering effect on me for years even after I
broke away, which took a</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">long while to heal. Even though he may not have
realized what his</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">words/actions did to me, the fact was that he
wasn’t conscious enough</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">about my feelings to realize the hurt he was
causing me.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">The point of this example isn’t to persecute
anyone, but to illustrate</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">that the other party should be someone who respects
you and is</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">conscious enough of your feelings/well-being not
to let you be hurt.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">If he/she has caused you hurt, you need to bring
it to his/her</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">awareness and address it together. Keeping mum
about it is like</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">handing a free pass to let the hurting behavior
continue. If the same</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">thing happens even after you have made efforts to
address it, you need</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">to reevaluate the relationship. If he/she can’t
care for you properly,</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">he/she might not be the right person for you.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#7. When the same
situation/issue recurs even though you tried addressing it.</span></span></b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Once might be a
coincidence. Twice, you might want to give another</span></span><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">chance. But 3 times is a clear sign something is
wrong. I finally</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">realized nothing was coming out from the
relationship between G and I</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">after our loop played out the third time. Each
time, I did what I</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">could to make it work out, but it always stopped
at the same end. It</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">was more than enough evidence that this was the
end.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Do you find yourself in replay mode in your
relationship? Do you keep</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">landing in the same situation, the same scenario,
the same outcome,</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">time and again, no matter what you do? If so,
perhaps you need to</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">accept this is the furthest the relationship can
get to. You can keep</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">pressing on, but it’s a matter of time before it
sinks in that there’s</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">nothing further to go. This is the end of the
road. There is a future</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">for you and him/her, and this relationship isn’t
the route to that</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">future.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<b><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#8. When he/she puts little to no effort in the
relationship.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
</b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Every relationship requires effort by the duo. The
same applies for</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">familial bonds, friendships, mentorships and most
definitely love.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Both of you have to commit to the relationship
together. If you are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">constantly the one putting in more effort, sooner
than later it’ll</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">drain you. You have to give more and more just to
keep the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">relationship afloat. Unless this imbalance is
addressed, it will only</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">become bigger and bigger over time. Soon you sink
your whole self into</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">it, losing your self identity in the process.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">When you see relationships where one is investing
way more effort than</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">the other, they are usually headed to doomsville.
Some of my friends</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">were in such situations. They invested themselves
into their</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">relationships and poured in their hearts and
souls. Their partners, on</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">the other hand, only put in a fraction of that.
They barely cared – it</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">seemed as if the relationship was just a nice
add-on to their lives,</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">rather than something they really valued. Soon,
said partners began</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">drifting away. My friends kept giving more and more,
hoping they could</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">salvage the situation. This only slowed down
breaking off process but</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">didn’t prevent it.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Don’t get me wrong – it is possible for a
relationship to last even</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">when one party is putting in more effort than the
other. However, are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">you prepared to do that for the rest of your life?
Is your ideal</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">relationship partner someone who doesn’t care to
invest as much effort</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">into the relationship as you? I personally think
all of us deserves</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">someone who treasures us fully, who wants to be
with us as much as we</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">want to be with us. To have it any other way is
like having a car with</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">a tyre busted – it’ll keep moving in a slant until
it eventually</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">drives off the cliff.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#9. When your
fundamental values and beliefs are different.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
</b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">For any friendship or relationship to work out,
there has to be</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">certain similarity in fundamental values.
Similarity in these values</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">are the big rocks which will hold the friendship
in place. Even if</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">other things are dissimilar, the big rocks will
enable the friendship</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">to weather through even the toughest storms ahead.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br />
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">#10. When the
relationship holds you back, hence preventing both of</span><br />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">you from growing as individuals.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">A relationship is ultimately a third entity formed
due to two</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">individuals. Every relationship evolves based on
how both parties are</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">growing. Sometimes both parties grow at the same
pace. There are times</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">where the relationship is one of stagnancy, where
both parties don’t</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">grow. Then there are times when one outgrows the
other, by a large</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">margin.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">When this happens, you have two options (i) change
the dynamics of the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">relationship to fit this new development, or
change yourself to</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">maintain the same dynamics. As I shared above,
it’s most important to</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">first be true to ourselves. Determine who you are
and who you want to</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">be, then decide if this relationship is one that
is compatible with</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">you. A relationship that hinders you from growing
into your own isn’t</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">the best one for you. On top of that, if you are
not able to grow into</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">your own, chances are your partner is facing a
similar blockage as</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">well. A real relationship should be one that
enables you in your</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">personal life journey, so you can then enable your
partner in his/her</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">life journeys as well.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#11.When you stay
on, expecting things to get better.</span></span></b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">This is similar to #1, except it pertains to the
future. Just like how</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">you don’t live in the past, you don’t live in the
future. You can hope</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">that the future will be better, but the fact is
you live now. If the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">only thing that’s making you hold on is the hope
of a better future,</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">the relationship isn’t exactly built on solid
grounds. The future you</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">wish for is one of the many possibilities that can
occur, a</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">possibility that may never come to reality. It’s
dangerous to base the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">fate of the relationship on something that might
not occur. A building</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">built on a shaky foundation will crash to an
unsightly end when the</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">foundation gives way.</span></span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<b><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">#12. When neither
of you feel the same way about each other.</span></span></b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Things change. People change. If the feelings are
no longer there,</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">it’s time to move on. Some of you might linger on
in a relationship</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">even though the feelings are gone. Perhaps it has
become part of your</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">routine and you don’t know what to do once you
break away. Some of you</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">continue on because the relationship still serves
certain functional</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">purposes, such as companionship.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Yet, a relationship without the mutual feelings is
like a body without</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">a heart. There’s no soul or life in it. If you no
longer have feelings</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">for the other party, staying on is doing the other
person an</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">injustice. More importantly, it’s doing you a huge
injustice. It’s</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">best for him/her and you to part ways so you can
move to better</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">places.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">If the other person doesn’t have feelings for you
anymore, holding on</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">to him/her only drags out the misery. Realize that
“True love doesn’t</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">have a happy ending, because true love never ends.
Letting go is one</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">way of saying I love you.” Just because you love
the person doesn’t</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">mean you have to be with the person. True love
exists outside of the</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">physical fabric of a relationship. This is just a
form of expression</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">of love, but in no way is the single definition of
love.</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="color: #20124d; text-align: -webkit-auto;">I’ll end off this article with a final quote:</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
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<span style="color: #660000;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">There are things
that we never want to let go of, people we never want</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">to leave behind. But keep in mind that letting go
isn’t the end of the</span><br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" />
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">world, it’s the beginning of a new life.– Author
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He was a child the time I met him. They used to be our neighbor. He was 7 years old while I am 10, his mother always told me to take good care of him. As time goes by, I saw the little boy grown up and transform into a handsome teenager boy. I know a lot girls go crazy over this little boy whom I treat always as my younger brother. Time flew so fast and my elementary days were over and I have to leave him. As I remember he was teary eyed during my graduation day while he was telling me that I'm gonna leave him. I just smile at him at that time and told him "you're old enough to take care of yourself". Then high school days come, crushes and everything came over...haha. But at that time I was serious with my studies though my crush naman ako but they are not my priorities..haha. I was in 3rd year level when this little boy came over into our school. I saw how those girls got crushed on this little boy I know pero gwapo na...haha. We still managed to say hi to each other, sometimes he asked questions about my crush and everything pero tinatawanan ko lang siya, sabi ko ano ka ba bata ka pa kahit a lot of girls go crazy over your handsome face. Then my high school days is over and then again we have to say goodbye's to each other and I know I'm gonna miss this handsome boy I used to take good care of. College days come and I need to transfer to city since malayo ang amin. I became busy with my studies and I rarely go home though I still have news about this little boy I used to know, instead na mag-aral siya he need to work because of financial problem of his family. Sometimes we still see each other and talk and I always tease him how many girls made him cry...hahaha.. and same thing with him he always ask me if I have boyfriend. I always tell him that having a relationship is not my priority, he always laughed on this thing. The college days is over, I became busy with my work and years passed I forgot already this handsome little boy. Isang hindi magandang ngyari na ngmeet kami ulit and talk, it was the burial of my lola. He approached and ask me if I'm ok, I smile at him and said "yeah". And then we talk everything since matagal din kaming di nag-usap. He suddenly ask me, "What age daw ako mg aasawa". I smile at him and said maybe at the age of 27 since I was still on my 24 and he was in his 21. Nabigla ako ng sinabi niya na hihintayin kita, natawa ko sabay sabi ikaw loko2x ka talaga noh isali mo pa ako, he was just stare at me and smile and the conversation ends there. And I think it was last year we meet again. I was at SM looking for a foam I guess forgot ko na what Ive been looking at that time. When someone called my name when I looked back it was the handsome boy, he was one of sales rep at SM. He approached me and ask if I married already. I said "NO" and tease him about the girl he got pregnant. He smile and said "Oo nga eh, I can't fulfill my promise to marry you", I burst into laughter sabi ko serious ka doon. Then he answered me ikaw lang naman hindi seryoso sa akin...napa owww lang ako...haha.. wala kasi ako maisip at that time co's for me he was just a handsome little boy I used to treat as my younger brother. </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-32590361183782926272012-07-18T07:37:00.001-07:002012-07-18T07:37:23.137-07:00storm strikes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">These words catches my attention during the mass this afternoon. I felt so guilty. It strikes and eloped my soul. I closed my eyes and reflect those words. It made me cry cos I know I have done this thing not only once but many times. Sometimes, I forgot that things happen for a reason, it can give us a lesson and it can make us stronger. But human being as we are, we are subject to our weakness, we can easily lure in our sadness, we always think the negative side of our story, iniisip natin if kaya if this going to stop. But we never think the positive side of that story and the lesson that we might learn. Pero minsan we never think the sorrows we experienced were the cause of our own actions. God sometimes uses the most painful weapon to wake up us from our deep sleep because He don't want us to be away from HIM. He test us in so many ways, He let </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">people come and go in our life, in some point they can make us smile, they can filled the emptiness that we had but the irony of it, these persons also can hurt us too much. Papa Jack once said "Ang buhay daw ang isang mahabang biyahi, madaming sasakay, marami kang makilala at ma meet pero minsan hindi mo napansin, nakababa na pala ang iba". I have meet different people in my life with different genras, some were young and some were mature enough that they can influenced me with many good things in life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But today just a minute ago I've been so happy, why? because, because my ever dearest friend of mine whom I miss too much make pansin over me...haha.. It's been few months since we have a cold war. I don't know what I have done why he suddenly changed, pero naisip ko sa tagal ng pinagsamahan I can say kilala ko na siya ng slight..haha.. I ask him but I got no reply so hinayaan ko na siya cos I know deep inside I didnt do anything, and I know also one day everything will be fine, even before we have times na di kami ngpapansinan but we let the burdens pass until such time na maging ok na. I just hope na everything will be back to normal just like before...hmmm I miss him much...hehe</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lately, I've been thinking a topic to write but everytime I am in the front of my laptop I can't think of anything I got suddenly immobilized but the funny thing is when I am in the middle of my work different topics will come in my mind..haha... But yesterday while I was working I was also listening a afternoon program of Papa Joe, the Papa Jack of Cebu, he also give advises about love and anything. Then there was one caller who has a problem on love then after he give his advises to that certain caller Papa Joe plays song about lost love at same time teasing to the listeners like "oi naka remember siya or oi ng regret siya then oi nihilak na siya...haha" I was really laughing til my heart content. But I realized something in my situation am I ready to fall inlove again at same time to be hurt again...haha... It's been several months I've been single and still counting...hahaha.. I was noting myself, am I really ready or the fear was still there?. Thus, this is it the first time I've been in this berth, for several times I stumbled in the agony of love...chusss...haha...Sometimes, I came to the point that I told myself that I don't want to fall inlove again but one thing I realized the more I fall down with love, the time I will go up the more I became more stronger...haha..chusss.. maybe I will just wait the time come that there is someone who come and can efface this fear...chuss</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-86315936012428450572012-06-25T08:50:00.000-07:002012-07-29T06:00:23.444-07:00Every Now and then...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's been a week since I go back to work again, I am supposed to be happy but honestly I am not because it's not the same place I work before, literally it is but the people we used to bond it's not the same. Few heads were left in the office, the situation that we had is so sad to think, but we can't do nothing about this. Some of my friends was assigned to another departments though we can still see each other every now and then...haissstt... But this morning I was so tense, I shout out something in my FB account, actually that phrase didn't refer to anyone,haha... I was reading one of my unfinished stories then that word catch my attention thatswhy I post it in my FB account. I was really surprised when someone in my past also commented on that post. I don't know if he was really teasing me or anything, he claiming that he was that person but slightly true...nyhahaha... But I can't figure out why he was doing that thing, we are really good friends and he's happily married with someone else, we still talk every one and then. He was the usual mike I know a bit conceited and mayabang..lol...but if you know him in person, definitely he's not that kind of person but rather that's one of his sense of humor.lol...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's been 2 weeks since the last time I go to the office, yes!!!, I was really bored, mixed emotions and everything. Maybe I'm not used to stay at home all day and night such a bad feeling. Last week, we tried maybe at least 5 companies with all fairness the exams and interviews was really hard..tsk..tsk. I miss my work, my PC and everything. I hate staying at home and there's no one to talk or maybe hindi lang me sanay. I became more emotional these past few days, I'm helpless, I felt that everything was against all my plans. I can't blame my friends who can't be there for me all the time since they're busy with their own life. Or I used with someone who always be there for me, someone who always ask me if I'm ok, or if I eat already, and definitely I miss that someone. It's been a month since the last time we have a proper communication and recently I noticed that we talk so rarely because I became so busy with my new challenge and maybe hes also busy doing his thing, and but I trully miss him. Since tinamad ako mg english ayaw ko na tuloy mgkwento,haha. But last week even we are tired in trying but we really have fun the kaba during interviews, then feeling if you pass that part then you have to proceed to another step then you realize that the technical exam is more difficult than the interview.hahaha. But the feeling is so great, the feeling of numbness that you can't even feel that you're hungry already even you're not eating for 8 hours..haha.. And then the destruction you feel because the interviewer was really handsome to the highest level...hahaha. Nakakatawa pala pag bored ka, kung ano ano maisip mo sa harap ng laptop mo, hinahalungkot ko na lahat ng website ng mga favorite authors ko para mambasa lang..haha... but I'm really bored and I realized the really meaning of this quotes...</span><br />
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While I was walking I feel the numbness, I only have 3 hours slept I guess, my tears keep falling every now and then. I know it was birthday but I don't feel any happiness, all I know I was so sad. I've been in that project for almost 7 years and I saw friends go one by one and the're are some stay and I'm one of those. And then in a sudden it was going down and we have to go in separate lives. I felt the future is uncertain, fears and worries strikes me I know I'm not the only one who felt this. I was thinking what happen next, I'm back to zero haunting for another job. Darn, I thought I'm not gonna do this but here I am..haissst... but this is life sometimes we are on top and sometimes you're on the other side. And yesterday was my birthday I was surprised some of my college friends still remembers that it was my birthday and I'm really glad. And of course there's someone who makes my day not so darn sad...hehe..I don't expect anything but still he makes way to make me smile and I'm really glad despite everything happens to me on that day. Thanks to him...hehe</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-54605835511006994632012-05-21T21:06:00.001-07:002012-06-25T08:52:05.050-07:00The Last Embrace<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I can smell the fragrance of the night</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
I was standing at the corner of the bridge</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
A smile draws in my lips</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
While I stray the beauty before me</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
I hear a voice calling my name</span>
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I turn my head</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
I saw you in the other corner</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
Wearing a smile that can melt a heart of stone</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
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I smile cast on my face</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
You make steps towards me</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
While I was being nabbed to where I stand</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
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While the stars shimmers its sweetest gleams</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
We talk and chased like the old times</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sometimes, we thought that we already forget the past, the sweet memories that you shared that can caused inevitable pain, it's been a while and you choose to be friends but everytime you talk you can't avoid to bring the back the past. And the pain will always been reinvigorated, sometimes I ask myself why after all his lies and he done to me why he's still have the guts to tell me those things. I heard once Papa Jack said "being a friend someone from your past is a big torture" and I don't agree that cos I've done that already but this time I really have a hard time doing my thing. Sometimes, I want to cry until my last tear cos maybe after that I can say I am fine. I always told myself GOD has reasons why those things happen in my life. Why I need to experience this kind of pain and maybe one day i will know the reasons.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04328599587583818251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4657568669121181363.post-14476133839040756132012-05-02T05:33:00.000-07:002012-05-02T05:33:21.789-07:00When You Feel Beaten Up by Circumstances<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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What do you do when you feel beaten up by the circumstances of life? Sit at home and feel sorry for yourself? If you have a relationship with the Father through his Son, remind yourself of the following truths:</div>
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Another chapter from the book of Harold J. Sala, this book is my guide for my daily living and always inspires me everytime I felt so down and sorry for myself cos it always remind me that God loves me. And I know He always embrace me in times of trouble.</div>
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<span style="color: green; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Five days more to go then it’s Christmas time and I don’t know where I gonna spend it because this time I don’t want to celebrate my Christmas alone. Because probably this is one of the saddest Christmas I may have…haizzztt<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: green; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Last week I meet the person who teach me to love again and the person who broke my heart again..hehehe…(winks…winks…one of the ironies of love…chuss). I don’t know what’s in me why I decide to meet him; maybe I want to test myself if he still can affect me. Or I obviously I still love him that still I can’t say no to him well…wink..wink..GUGMA..haha.. The time I see him, he is smiling at me at one corner right there and then I realized I still love him. As usual strolling at the mall and watching movies same routine we had everytime we had a date…hehehe… At dinner time he’s telling me that he’s leaving <st1:place w:st="on">Cebu</st1:place> for good suddenly I was speechless. I was staring at him memorizing every angle in his face. Sadness embraces my whole being thinking the chance that this will be the last time I gonna see the person whom I care so much. I was convincing myself that I gonna be alright in time that one day I gonna forget this person but still its really hard. Haizzz take care always my DADDY…always remember you’re always a part of me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Last week, Me and my friends was exploring the beauty of the Southern part of Cebu. Our first stop is the Cebu FortMed Club beach of Boljoon, it was a 3 hours drive from the proper city of Cebu. It was really far and the dizziness storm strikes me...haha...but when we reach the place it was not the luxurious than I expect. The beach is not that beautiful, I expect a place with a white sand and wide seashore...hehe..though it has a clear water but beware of sharp rocks cos my feet was cut a bit...hehe...After Boljoon we venture the place Oslob wherein you can found the whale watching but we don't go the place because it's too expensive but rather we go the Tumalog Falls on that same place also. The road going to the falls it's that not easy since it's too slippery but the walk is worth the wait the time we reach the place. The falls was really beautiful, it was a hidden beauty beneath those rocks and long trees, untouched by a man's hand..haha..the water falls like curtain and it's very cold and I hope they will preserve the beauty of that place... I want share some of our photos..</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> at Tumalog Falls, Oslob Cebu</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> @ Tumalog Falls Oslob Cebu</span><br />
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