Saturday, August 21, 2010

I WANT..

The things i want to have someday.. and i know i will.. :))


I want to have a SHITZHU dog..
I am a pet lover.. i wish to have a cute dog like this..


I want a different NIKE products..


I already have a jacket and bag.. but i want more.. they always have different designs of bags and jackets.. there products are cool and unique..


It love wearing shades.. but a shades like this you can have lots of choices.. it also fit on the color of your shirt.. i like!!


This is a MIZUNO volleyball shoes..
I already have one of this but its old, i got it 4years ago and im always using it.. i wish i can buy one this coming september..


I want a DSLR NIKON D3000..
i love taking pictures of different stuffs if i have a cam
like this its going to be so great..



I want a 2008 VOLKSWAGEN..
For me it is a cute one and i really like a small car..



I want an IPAD..
it is so portable to use and everything you need is already here.. ilove it!!


Wednesday, August 11, 2010

REBLOG: Pasintabi sa mga bawat PILIPINO.

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko **** daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Halika at makinig ka muna sa kwento ko.

Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Sikat ka sa lahat, virgin eh! Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw ako?

Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at Kastilaloy. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko.

Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates, yosi, at ano ka. may datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-Ingles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. ‘Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami.

Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang ***** ***** ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula.

Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na
lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang namin.

Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa Japan , Hong Kong , Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe . Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.

Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit
tanggapin na malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko. Hindi pala. Ang ***** ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.

Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.

Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. **** na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.

Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak.
Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.

Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa
akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga
ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali . Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa’t isa. Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung
sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala ang sarili ko.

nagsismula na naman ang bagong taon, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko. Natatakot ako sa mga mangyayari. Ngayon pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: “INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!”

Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.

Ay sorry, di ko pala nasabi pangalan
ko.

PILIPINAS nga pala pangalan ko!

Sunday, July 18, 2010



You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there." -Bob Marley

Saturday, July 10, 2010

DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LOVE AND INFATUATION


Are you really in love? Or do you think that you are in love?

There is a big difference between Love and infatuation. Some people can't tell the difference, thinking they are in love but really it is a deep infatuation. Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.

Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy.
There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.

Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away.

Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying.
But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.

Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."
Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."
Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.

Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.

Infatuation lacks confidence. When they're away, you wonder if they're cheating. Sometimes, you check.

Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.

Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.

Love is an upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart.
Love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up.
It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning. The secret of our being is not only to live but to have something to live for.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

volleyball :)


"Don't measure yourself by what you have accomplished, but by what you should have accomplished with your ability."

- John Wooden

I play volleyball a lot since i was young. I started playing volleyball when i was in elementary grade, its our sport fest that time and our team is lack of players so they force me to join. At that time i really don't have any idea how to play volleyball because actually i really don't join any games every time we are celebrating that sport fest thing. While i was playing i really enjoyed it so much, so it all started there. When i turned high school i said to myself that i want to be part of a varsity team. I did try out every Saturday, i felt a little bit shy because i didn't know them and they're older than me but i get used to it but that year the school didn't get an entry for the upcoming CAPSAA (thats the name of the league, an inter-school league here in antipolo). But it doesn't really matter to me, i continue the training every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday and my 2rd year in high school luckily we got the entry. Thats the most exciting thing happened into my life, i'm excited about the jersey, my first jersey(yeah!).

The past few years of my high school days of playing volleyball we play in a different school and we join in a different league every year like MILO, ISSA, V-LEAGUE etc. It was fun we go in manila to play, we meet different school.





this are some pictures of our achievements for all the hard works that we've done..


I'm 3rd year college now but i still play volleyball in fatima university. i'm one of the players of all time(HAHA!Just Kidding!). It is a new team,a new friends and a new family. I enjoy to be with them. we got lots of misunderstanding but still we are here we still play as a team. I love my team and most of all i love them!.

"It is not about how tall you are, it is about how tall you play".



I become who i am right now, i learn and i grow as a person. It is part of my life. VOLLEYBALL is my passion.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

what is your course?

Do you believe they say that the NURSING is an easy way to get wealth? Easy? For how could anyone look at, only one outcome. DIFFICULT. There is no easy thing for nursing. they say, nurses cant say sorry. As long as possible we should not be mistaken because we are not just talking about a thing, we are talking about life. When we lost it, you can never afford to return it.

Easy thing to do? If you are the one who come in to the class early to fix the things that must be fix and you are also the only one that is late to go out of the room to finish things that must be finish? Will you able to read all the books you bought? That you almost memorize the book of Maglaya and Untalan just to fish your NCP.

Will you able to have a duty for 8 hours together with your clasmates? How about facing different kinds of people? Whether they are kind or not, you will encounter all kind of person, and a different personality.

A real nurse is willing to give help. Paid or not. Free or not. They held that "it's not about the money." Thats right! Because being a nurse is a responsibility, not just a job or a work, it is accompanied by heart.

Difficult right? There comes a time that you are reaching the point to stop, that you wanted to leave but you cant until now you are still here because you know even though its hard and exhausting, its fun, its fun because you are not alone, you are happy because everybody trusted you and above all you are happy because you know that you can help.