Thursday, March 02, 2006

after almost a year of silence...
muli na akong nagbabalik upang magkwento ng kung ano ano...
hehehe....
hay...
sobrang busy kasi this past year...
i am currently on my OJT now...
dito ako sa IBM...
in Eastwood City Libis...
ayun...
im loving it so far...
as in so far talaga...
so far nito sa place namin...
hehe...
pero ayus naman eh...
ganda ng office...
bait ng mga people...
okei yung ginagawang work...
ayun... hehe...
yun na muna...
hehe...
ito naman para sa mga kababaihan... dapat niyo itong malaman...
The Guys' Rules
At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down Finally, the guys' side of the story.
(I must admit, it's pretty good.)
We always hear "the rules"
From the female side.
Now here are the rules from the male side.
These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1"
ON PURPOSE!
1. Men ARE not mind readers.
1. Learn to work the toilet seat.
You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.
We need it up, you need it down.
You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon
or the changing of the tides.
Let it be.
1. Shopping is NOT a sport.
And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
1. Crying is blackmail.
1. Ask for what you want.
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!
1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.
1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do.
Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.
1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.
1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.
Don't ask us.
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one .
1. You can either ask us to do something
Or tell us how you want it done.
Not both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.
1. If it itches, it will Be scratched.
We do that.
1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.
1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine...Really.
1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,
or golf.
1. You have enough clothes.
1. You have too many shoes.
1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!
1. Thank you for reading this.
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;
But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.
disclaimer: i just got this from an email forwarded to one of my e-groups...
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
hai...
its true...
the 1st term of my third year in college is a real bummer...
grabe...
i just realized that all of my classes are boring this term...
from an action-packed combination of exciting subjects last term...
(syanad2 - Systems Analysis and Design 2,
sdproj2 - Systems Analysis and Design 2 Project,
dbapdev - Database Application Development,
datproj - Database Application Development Project,
introse - Introduction to Software Engineering,
network - Networking Concepts blah blah blah,
probsta - Probability and Statistics...)
to a very boring set...
(algocom - something which concerns counting algorithms,
webdeve - Web Applications Development,
relstri - Religion,
itecomm - Introduction to E-commerce,
introso - Introduction to Sociology,
orient2 - Orientation something something...)
tapos wild card pa yung isang class ko...
napaka-hirap at napaka-hassle kasi mag-adjust eh...
niwei...
basta...
ampanget ng nararamdaman ko ngayon...
malungkot ako for the past couple of days...
hindi ko alam kung paano mag-rereact sa mga nangyayari sakin...
i always try to act strong and tough...
pero minsan talaga hindi ko na kaya...
hai...
may mga times na naiisip ko kung ano ba yung ginawa ko to deserve this???
after all that i've done...
i know it wrong to question God...
pero may mga times talaga na hindi ko na alam...
i always try to look at the brighter side of things...
but the sad reality is always there...
ambigat talaga eh...
i feel so empty...
i feel so down...
so low...
hai...
ayako na masyado mag-share kasi baka may madamay pa...
basta...
sana ipag-pray niyo na lang ako...
na sana gumaan yung loob ko...
sana makaya ko ito...
para nang sa ganon...
makapag-patuloy ako sa pagseserve kay God...
tagboard answers...
(nax... parang artista na may fanmail...haha...)
migi_butchokoy - talagang hindi kita isasama sa mga gimik namin... aral ka muna... butchokoy ka talaga!!!! bwahahaha....
fiji - hmmm... sige contact me na lang... kung may sun cellular ka, contact me through 0922-4498961... kung other network, sa 0916-7905756 na lang... hahah... hope to hear from you soon...
mico_a. - bro!!! kamusta ka na?!? balita ko milyonaryo ka na daw ah... ahaha... wala ka na ba talagang balak bumalik dito!?! ang advice ko lang... finish your studies first... huwag ka muna mabulag by what you are earning there... at ang isa pang reason is... namimiss ka na namin kaya bumalik ka... hahaha...
kia - miss ko na rin po kayo... sana makapag-bonding ulit tayo sometime...
olive - ito na po yung bagong entry ko... heheheh...
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
hai...
tapos na yung camp namin...
kahit na andami-daming SWs na nangyari...
im so glad na kahit papano...
we emerged VICTORIOUS...!
galing ni GOD!!!
salamat sa lahat...
it was so much of a pleasure to have served as your Team Leader...
anlaki ng help niyo...
i love ya'all!!!!!
pero as we all say...
it doesn't end there...
its a beggining of our service...
the mission is in our hands...
let us take on the whole world with Jesus...
Go Jesus League!!!
Go YFC!!!
SOLO DIOS BASTA!!!
niwei...
just to freshen everybody on how much fun we had...
here are a few pix...


Advanced Party...

service team...

sa bus...

sa bus ulet...

sa canteen...

ex-partners...

emvin and dana...

emvin and jen...

newspaper power champions...

sisters...

jamming...

jamming pa rin...

look! it's a bird...

kantahan...

kantahan parin...

joke time...

kim siongs...

pa-kyut...

last day...

stranded...

yeeeaaaahhhh...!

worship...

worship din...

the night...

sa session hall...

sa session hall ulet...
Monday, May 02, 2005
- Naughty but clean cartoons...










Wednesday, April 20, 2005
talks were both bothering and inspiring at the same time...
bus ride was hell...
food did repeat performances...
schedule was demanding...
heat was unbearable...
friends gained...
friendships strengthened...
faith renewed....
service revitalized...
the experience was unfogettable...
Solo Dios Basta!!!





Thursday, March 17, 2005
I was his slipper. No, not the ones that are branded
and expensive. I'm the one that he bought at the local
market for an amount that he can easily provide for
anyone. Brandless and generic. In other words, simple,
low cost, and ordinary. I don't stand-out compared to
other shoes that he has, or the other slippers that he
has. I can blend in easily under his bed. I was the
one that he never took out and showed to people when
he went out into the world. He took out a Calvin
Klein, Nike, or a Kenneth Cole but he wasn't exactly
proud of... hmmm...the Slipper from the Market.
I was jealous of those shoes. They were
pretty. They had a chance to go out. They were showed
off. He was proud of them. He was proud to be able to
get a shoe with such a high price. He saw them as
something so precious that he felt the need to take
care of them and placed them high above the shoe rack.
But me, I know he can give me away if he wanted to. I
can see the sparkle in his eyes every time he picks on
what to use. He doesn't want to ruin them. He wants to
keep them in good condition so that he can always show
it to his friends, as if they were trophies in a glass
case. I can see it all the way from here, under his
bed, where it was dusty, dark and smelly. This is
where he'd accidentally place me , or kick me off,
before he goes out and leaves me waiting. Him kicking
me off his feet hurts me because I am slapped back to
a place forgotten.
I really don't understand him. I don't
know if he sees my worth or he's just using me for all
I'm worth. He's not proud of me that I know off, but
he doesn't dispense me either. My days are spent
waiting till he comes home and finally resorts to my
comfort. Ha! That's my difference from all his
precious shoes. They're too painful, precious, and
easily fragile. He goes out into the day using them
but when he comes home tired, hungry, and weak. I know
he looks for me because I give him the comfort that he
needs. I make him strong again. He doesn't look for
them. I know he looks for me. That was my purpose in
his life. As martyr like as it may seem, he would
always remember me, look frantically for me, and use
me, whenever he was weak. After the night, he'd go out
into the world again, the next day, showing another
shoe off. He'd wear them as if they provided the
biggest comfort in the world. He'd kick me off as if I
was never of use to him.
Well, he used too... until I was broken.
As I said, I just came from the local
market. My strength could've lengthened if I was taken
care of like them. I wasn't. Who want to take care of
me anyway? I'm just ordinary and indispensable. I have
realized that it wasn't him who really needed me, but
I who really needed him. Without him, I would have no
use and no purpose. That's why I sit here in wait.
That’s why even though, he's kicked off a lot of
times, used me to kill out cockroaches, bugs, and all
the ugly things in the world, throw me around like
some play thing, etc. etc. I still continue to wait
for him to arrive and come back till he needs me
again. With worn out rubber, deformed shape, and faded
color, I wait.
I am his broken slipper. And I am still his. I give
him the authority still to own me even if he'd already
regard me as trash. I sit somewhere in the corner of
his room, staying here till he moves out and forgets
about me completely.
-danagurl
emvin_cute says...
i just got this from an email...
and i think that this is one of the most beautiful expression of love out there...
i was so touched with this...
halos maiyak nga ako dito sa g302 e...heheh...
this love is simple and raw...
despite all the attrocities and difficulties...
despite all the pagkukulang and pagsasawalang-bahala...
despite being taken for granted...
despite all those and other mean and wrong things...
the true essence of love and care still remain...
hai...
ganito ba ako magmahal???
martyr?!?
feeling ko oo e...
i hope everybody in the world would be able to find their own 'slipper'...
tapos if we find one...
sana lets not take them for granted...
i hope we learn to appreciate and love them din...
kahit na we just bought it from the palengke...
i hope we get to see what their worth...
and not just use them for all their worth...
alam ko its gonna be hard...
pero sana lang magawan naten ng paraan...
ngayon...
pagkatapos niyo mabasa ito...
may tanong ako...
sa isang relasyon o pag-ibig o pagmamahal...
kung puro sakit at kalungkutan ang iyong nararamdaman...
nararapat pa ba na ipagpatuloy mo ito??
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
- a tale of two letters...
Dear Girl,
I feel that time has come for me to have a girlfriend. I know you're out there somewhere. Don't worry. I'll find you.
And when I do, I hope that youn will love me because I'm Derek, not because I'm Mike's younger brother. I hope you won't be embarrassed when my clothes don't match, or be annoyed when I want to watch the Lakers on ESPN, instead of Party of Five.
I hope that you will remember I play soccer, not football and that I play midfield, not defense, and that every weekend i live with my dad.
I pray you'll love me despite my tendency to forget birthdays, and if your parents invite me to dinner please write their names really small on my hand so I can use it as reference.
Please know that I will constantly act strong, and in control, but inside I'm actually lost and confused. (just don't tell my friends) Please don't worry if I hurt myself skateboarding. Instead, be there to mend my wounds with kisses.
Understand that loving each other means being together, but not all the time. We shall never bail on our friends. Also understand that I may at times act jealous and overly protective, but only because I have insecurities and not because you are doing anything wrong.
And if we fall out of love with one another, please don't hate me. And if I cry in front of you, please don't laugh at me. Please know that I am sensitive ... in a manly, tough, kind of way.
Please be honest with me without being hurtful. After all, I am a boy. And I promise to always be honest with you, because you deserve honesty. And I promise to open doors for you and buy yout ticket when we go to the movies.
And no, you aren't fat, so please don't constantly ask. And you don't need makeup either. OH, and don't be upset if you cut your hair and I don't notice. I will love you even in Levi's and a t-shirt.
I hope you don't think I'm asking too much of you. I just want to be happy making you happy. I'm coming to find you, so don't go anywhere. Stay where you are, whoever you are. And by the way, my name is Derek.
Yours always,
Derek
Dear Boy,
I do not know who you are, or where or when we will meet, but I do hope it is soon.
I pray that when we meet and fall in love, you will love me, for me. and not hope someone who is thinner or prettier. I hope you won't compare me to girls who have brighter smiles. I hope that you will make me laugh, take care of me I get sick and be trustworthy.
I hope you will remember that I prefer daisies to roses, and that my favorite color changes with my mood. Please know that my eyes aren't blue, they're gray with flecks of navy.
Please know that I might be too shy to kiss you first, but please don't be afraid to kiss me. I won't slap you or push you away. I'm sure your kisses will be perfect. When we go on a date, please don't stress about where to take me, what's important is that I'll be with you.
If I cry, and it isn't because of you, just hold me close and I'll heal quickly. And if it is because of you, I'll heal just the same.
And if we decide to break up, please understand that I may be bitter, but I'd like to be your friend if you'll let me. I promise to remember that you have feelings too, even though you'll never admit it, and when you are ready we'll have a friendship.
Please tell me if anything I do bothers you, or if something just doesn't sit right. I would like to always be honest with me. If I have a bad day, I hope you will shower me with confidence and smiles.
I hope you don't think that I'm asking too much of you. I hope you understand that I'm a little bit nervous and very scared. I wish I could tell you how or when we will meet. But I will try my best to be kind and love you dearly for all that you are, without expecting too much from you. Thank you for listening, this is all that I ask.
Yours always,
Sarah
emvin_cute says...
these letters came as raw as they are...
hai...
its the month of hearts na talaga...
and despite all the stuff happening around...
i hope everybody takes time to fall in love...
so that atleast everyone would know how it feels...
heehee...