koreana

Koreana my thoughts turn to you today.
I keep on asking my self why do we always need to search for true love.
Even if sometimes its just there right in front our eyes.
I wish to guide you and help you see what life and love is all about.
But then I can not make your life fulfilled either. Like everyone else I’m not perfect and I know only a little about love.
Loving is unconditional.
Of course we both know that since birth.
It is enough to love someone even without having anything in return.
Just having his heart is enough to keep us happy but sometimes it isn’t workin’.
~~~~ tears falling~~~~~
In your solitary moment in Cebu I hope and pray that you will make your decision firmly. Even if its not fair, even if you may hurt someone that you have loved once. Ganun yata talaga.
All I can give to you is my friendship and my heart.
I really love you friend. Kayong dalawa ni Eves play an important role in my life.
Even if sometimes ayokong aminin but I really care.
We always lead each other through our toughest times and shared with each other all the best. It is just sad na hindi kita mahabol today. Your now flying somewhere more malayo to me. Kung di lang kasi gipit sa panahon eh di nag bonding pa tayo sa bahay in Davao. Hindi naman laro to di ba? Ang magmahal, ang magka-anak at magkaroon ng pamilya. Eve told me once na di lang yung happiness natin ang dapat iconsider. Pag-isipan mo talaga.
On the lighter side naman...
Gusto kitang picturan. ]
I –blog.
Ipahintulot mo man o hindi. Hehehehe ~~~just kidding~~~~
Don’t be lost
Cast out all your confusions
Even when the reality summon its beams
Keep your heart glowing
Live in truth
Not in dream
Search Koreana
Search it very well
Magwawakas din yan
Matatagpuan mo rin ang tamang landas na tatahakin
Di ka nag – iisa haaa..
Nandito lang kami..

A taggie from Nancang

Me and Myself

1. Today I feel very~~~ tired fixing my things for my Davao journey tomorrow
2. I enjoy ~~~reading the book of Jodi Picoult's My sister's keeper
3. I am unhappy when ~~~i have skin allergies
4. I feel good when ~~~i'm with family and friends
5. I wish my boss ~~~my clients would recommend my work to another prospect.
6. My officemates think ~~~i'm easy to be with but i compete a lot.
7. My work area is ~~~ my office near my house.
8. I enjoy reading about ~~~ for now i love Jodi Picoult's work
9. I like myself best when ~~~I guide my son do good in school
10. If I had a choice I would ~~~ make everyone happy. No more broken Hearts
11. I wish ~~~~ to be thin and super thin but healthy so that I can eat everything I want.
12. Tomorrow I would like to ~~~ see and have time to bond with Nancy. At least before she decides another big thing in her life.
Now I'm tagging Eves and Jayvee

Adjective

Bien's lesson this week is about adjectives.
He tried describing me in his assignment.
Shocking talaga ang mga utak ng kids ano?
Words of kindness pa rin ang lumalabas sa lips and minds nila.
I must admit that I've been a strict mom to him so
while reading his post talagang napapangiti ako.
Mabait pala ako.... yupiiii!!!!
Pag lumaki na tong batang 'to di na ako ang bida sa kanya.
Syempre he will be having his own life na.
Own girlfriends ~~~wahh..~~~~
That is why I am enjoying this moment.
Ako ang bida.
Ako ang number one.
Ako ang hinahanap parati.
Saraaappp.
One thing that made me smile today is that he edited my picture in photoshop.
He knows now tha basic. Yung Pa-cropping cropping lang muna.
Ay naku we do enjoyed our new bonding style.
Click this... try to read Bien's decription of me. Thanks!!!

For my friend Nancy

God is in control of all things and the Lord will guide you always.
Your in my prayers Nance everyday. I tried to communicate with you but it seems like your busy haa...
I will be in Davao this friday. I hope to see you and Eves there.
Wala lagi mo sa YM ninyo nowadays?
I keep on waiting.
Tsismosa man gud hehehehe
Keep me posted Nance.
I hope everythings okey now.

Secrets of happy life

My mom shared these words to me while we have our merienda date in Mandarin Restaurant kanina. Sa kunting bagay lang na nangyari ke Bien malungkot pa rin daw ako.
My Mom is trying to cheer me up.
Heya... Mommy okey lang ako oi. Alam mo namang OA lang talaga ako no...

I would just like to share her words:

Be determined in achieving your goal.
My goal is for Bien to become a better and responsible person.

Always be ready for any circumstances
Paano kaya gawin to? Hummm.... prayersss and faith ke Lord..

Go and have fun
When I'm with my family, friends and blogmates~~~I truly have fun plus reading books that I love, watching movies and reading lots of articles about juday and andy garcia.

Always listen to good advices
Certainly even if sometimes its so hard to fathom. Sarap kayang sunod lang ng sunod doon sa nakakapagpasaya sayo for the moment.

Avoid bad habits
errr..chatmates? hehehe C2C?

and lastly always look to where your going...
But mom eto yung version ko: I should have comb my hair all the time so that I will not be able to get confused with the situation I'm into.
Just kidding Mommy. I lavvvv youuu. Thanks for bonding with me today.
Seriously my biggest secret for a happy life is to have you and papa with me all the time if not in presence at least always naman in spirit.

Monkey bites Bien

This is the saddest afternoon in my life.
Our pet monkey Momoy escaped from its house.
Momoy almost had my 3 year old nephew but luckily her mother was there. In trying to protect the child, it was her who was bitten somewhere in her head and in her arms.
We tried to saved them from the monkey until at last after all our efforts the monkey ran to my Mom’s garden. Leaving Igiboy and her Mom alone.

My brother (Igiboy’s Dad) had the monkey in his shoulder after searching it from our compound. Kuya appeared calm and maybe that made the monkey tamed.
We were all inside the house. I was with BS. Holding him tightly until all of the sudden my mom was already screaming and Lean was already crying.
Bien was outside the house. Ni hindi ko napansin that I was not holding him already.
Andun na sya near the monkey’s cage.
The monkey was about to enter its house but when he saw my son Bien. Galit daw yun sa bata. Ewan bakit.
The monkey jumped on him.
I saw it.
I didn’t know what to do.
Ni hindi nga ako sumigaw.
Ni hindi umiyak.
In other words wala kaming nagawa to prevent that incident.

At his age Bien went into lot of traumatic experiences tapos ngayon nadagdagan pa.
I saw my son trying to get rid-off the monkey .
This time was biting his wrist.
Nung nagkaroon na ng chance kinuha na ng brother ko ang monkey.
I can not remember how he did that.
Basta tumakbo ako agad to get my son.
Pinadugo ang sugat. Nilinisan ng maiigi at pinakalma.
He was crying and shouting that he hates monkey.
Ako man.. I wanted to kill that untamed monkey.
May pangyayari talaga sa buhay natin na sadyang kaybilis.
I cared for my son.
Kahit lamok di ko pinadadapuan.
It pains me seeing the wounds caused by that accident.
I sent him to our family doctor.
Dun di-neressing at nilinisan ang sugat.
Still in pain pa sya kaya ini-entertain ni Doctor Garces.
He was injected with anti-tetanus.
Niresetahan ng antibiotic
And nakaeskedyul na for another shots ng anti-rabbies.
Yun daw yung masakit…..
Napapasigaw ako sa inis.
Napapaiyak ako sa galittt…
Bakit ba nangyari ito…
I am so sad todayyy…
And until now I am still crying.
Buwesit talaga… buwesittt….
Sana ako na lang ang kinagat.
Sana di na lang si Bien.

She loves Make-up

My mom told me na masyadong Lovielly-like character ang pagkapraning ni Lean sa mga make-ups.
At her age she also loves dressing-up siguro dahil na rin sa influence ko on her (sa akin kaya natutulog 'tong batang to almost everyday ..)
Ang pagkakaiba lang naming dalawa aside dun sa syempre yung mas maganda sya ay di ako umaabsent sa school at ipagpalit ang pagme-make-up ng make-up sa lola (Yan naman ay according ke mommy) ay yung pagiging hardworking ko daw sa school when I was her age. Papano? Blind kasi si mommy that when I was in college uma-absent talaga ako kahit me exam pa yan ha para lang di ma-missed sina Coney Reyes, Xena At Ally Mc beal.
Yan yata ang tinatawag na passion.
Nakkss!!!

I posted some pictures of Lean na minimek-apan ang mommy while nakakustyum ng spiderman na pagmamay-ari ni BS. Umabsent na naman ang hitad dito at pinagtripan si mommy. When she was done with her passion natawa kaming lahat kasi siningil nya ng bayad si Merly (mommy ko) P50 pesos pa talaga dahil napagod na daw sya sa kamimik-ap. Hahahaha

We also teach the child kung ano yung importance ng education kaya lang di namin masyadong pinipilit baka mawalan lalo ng gana mag-aral.
If there's one thing I love about my family, yan yung we are all supportive sa aming mga passion.
Di kami lumaking dinidiscourage sa kung ano man ang hilig namin.
Nakikita ko at nare-realized yan araw araw lalo na kapag nakikita ko how my parent treats their grandchildren.

Kaya pala ako confident and happy person dahil hindi ipinagkait sa akin kung ano man ang passion ko when I was growing-up.
I can also see how my niece Lean grows up very smart and confident. Wala s'yang kime to express what she really wants.

Happy Bithday Papa Andrew

I woke up very excited today kasi naman birthday ng first boyfriend kong si Andrew.
Aba 63 years old na sya today. Sabi nga nya habang we were having our coffee last night ( at talagang gabi kung magkape ha?) 2 years na lang senior citizen na sya.
At syempre ako yata ang ever loyal nyang fan kaya sinagot ko agad na "Papa hindi ka naman mukhang old. . . Ang hot mo pa kayang tingnan." (with rolling eyes yun haa at naka-tube ang attire ko kaya sexy_ hehehe parang awa nyo na pagbigyan nyo na si witch)
Bigla syang tumawa!!!
Nekkkssss...
"Totoo yun sa heart ko oi..."
Sambit ko uli sa kanya.
Bigla kaya akong naging sentimental kaya I hugged him and kissed him on his cheek sabay sabing "Happy happy birthday talaga Papa..."
"Touchingggg.... Juday pa rin ang idol mo ha?.." sagot nya
"Ikaw yata ang tumatanda." Hirit ni Andrew.
"Hayssss.....me additional idol na ako.. si KC.. pinaiyak nya ako sa effortless nyang acting Papa dun sa guesting nya sa MMK last friday. "
Si mommy naman nakasmile lang.
Nasanay na yata sa kamushy-han ko.
Then nagising na sina Le-an, Maxine, LJ at BS
Nangharana ke Papa
at sumayaw pa SILA NG PAPAYA DANCE ala-Edu Manzano..
"Nakuuu.... may pinagmanahan ang mga batang itooo....
Mana sa tita lovi" (hirit ng mommy).
Ewan, wala kami masyadong handa ngayon.
Diet yata kami lahat kaya nagkasya na sa espeyal pandesal, corned beef na imported (nyhehee) at itlog sinamahan pa ng tinapa ni Juday na 555.
Masarap naman din at most of all ang saya namin!!!

Yung para sa mga visitors na food, mamaya pang dinner time.
Lechon. Ngeee...di ako excited kasi nga vegetarian na ako.
Magpapagabi ako ng uwi para di lang matempt kumain nyan.

Hala naadik!!!

I am tagging Jei and Eves.
Its your turn guys!!

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Palangga sorry for my late posting.
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Makaadik.... buhat na pud ko ug lain kay daan akong picture.
Hmmmm... makaeskedyul nga ng pictorial para dine... hehehe

Umbrella

This is my new favorite music by my fave singer Mandy Mooreeeeee

Song lyrics | Umbrella lyrics

Harry Potter Reader

After years of teaching him the importance of reading, it is heartwarming experience to see your son enjoys reading books that you have collected since childhood.

Bien on Harry
He watched the movies of Harry Potter. He reads the books and he plays the game in the net.
He believed that Hogwarts (the school for wizardry and witchcrafty) is true. He never asked me directly but in time that he would try I am ready to give him my smile and will never say my piece. I will just let him enjoy his journey to Hogwarts and experience the fight of Harry Potter against Lord Voldemort and most of all savor the friendship of Ron and Hermione.

Oscar Wilde and a Death of No Importance

A young artist's model has been murdered, and legendary wit Oscar Wilde enlists his friends Arthur Conan Doyle and Robert Sherard to help him investigate. But when they arrive at the scene of the crime they find no sign of the gruesome killing -- save one small spatter of blood, high on the wall. Set in London, Paris, Oxford, and Edinburgh at the height of Queen Victoria's reign, here is a gripping eyewitness account of Wilde's secret involvement in the curious case of Billy Wood, a young man whose brutal murder served as the inspiration for The Picture of Dorian Gray. Told by Wilde's contemporary -- poet Robert Sherard -- this novel provides a fascinating and evocative portrait of the great playwright and his own "consulting detective," Sherlock Holmes creator, Arthur Conan Doyle.

(Oscar Wilde and a Death of No Importance was first published in the UK as Oscar Wilde and the Candlelight Murd)

The story has a promising start. While reading the book I was so impressed in the conversation printed in the paper. So intelligent words though its quite frightening.
My journey here is worth an experience. I hope you find time to read this book. Thanks!!!!

The Morrie in my life

An Old Man, A Young Man & The Last Great Lesson


My Mentor will always be my fAthEr.
He is the Morrie in my life.
And I am happy that until now he's here with us and even I'm married, I still live with him and my son too.
Living in one roof . Seeing him every morning before he goes to work and having him every night before he retires to bed.
He would always checked me in my room. Have time to talked to me, to my son and to all his grandchildren.
He shares his knowledge and kindness everyday. Every single moment in my life he never fails to show me how important I am to him.

So I have no right to be bitter. He molded me to be a person who can on the other hand share love and kindness to other people too.
Just like the story of the Wave in the book of Tuesday's with Morrie that became so worried when it realized that his wave is going down. In times, I felt that wave in my heart, but it was the Ocean who reminded the wave not to worry because anyways the wave is still part of the ocean. On my part, the ocean is my father. When I get drowned, I dont have to cry. My father, he is the ocean.
He is always in my heart.
One thing about this book, I learned to show my love and appreciation to my father. He knows all . And as long as he is with us I will never get tired to let him know how much his greatness touched me.
More than enough to share to my friends, family and Katukayo in heart.

Something to know about Mitch Albom

I first read his Tuesday's book and from that day on I always look forward to read all his articles and books. I finished reading 2 masterpieces that he authored. The Tuesdays and The Five People. Both story embossed some goodness in my heart.
His writing style is so simple and yet very witty. Once I popped on the first page I can not helped but finished every words in it.... and when I read, I read it by heart. Mitch is one of the modern writers that I truly admired. Its like he is just there talking to me. He uses simple words and he do not write like buzzing around the bush. One thing I love in his writing style is that he is very straight forward. Indeed, it only proved his worth as a newspaperman.

Mitch Albom Talks About His Uncle, Edward Beitchman

The lead character in "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" is a grizzled war veteran named Eddie, who dies on his 83rd birthday. The character, Mitch Albom says, was inspired by his real-life uncle, Edward Beitchman, who was also a World War II veteran, who also died at 83, and also lived a life like that of the fictional character, rarely leaving his home city, and often feeling that he didn't accomplish what he should have.

Mitch Albom says.... I tell stories. For awhile I told stories through music and then I told stories in newspapers and later I told stories in books, the best known being Tuesdays with Morrie, a story about my old teacher who was living to the fullest even as he was dying.

But before I started telling stories, I heard them. My family loved to rattle them off, especially the senior members, grandparents and uncles and aunts, usually around a Thanksgiving table, always with plates of food close at hand. These were stories about family, history, war, some might have even been closer to fairy tales. Someone would inevitably say, "Oh, no, not THAT one again," but we would settle in and listen anyhow. I never minded. In fact, I loved it. Those stories made me feel part of something, gave me stories of my own, as if my elders’ tales, through their telling, could become my tales, too.

One I always remembered was told each year by a favorite uncle of mine, a squat, ex cab driver who had served in World War II and was a pretty gritty guy. He talked of a night when he went to the hospital with a raging fever. In the middle of that night, he said, he woke up and saw his dead relatives, waiting for him at the end of his bed.

Of course, we kids asked him breathlessly, "What did you do? What did you do?" And being the salty fellow he was, he shrugged and said, "I told them to get lost. I wasn’t ready for them yet."

I filed that story away in my head, but I never forgot it. And I never forgot my uncle, even as he aged into his 70’s and 80’s. As I got older, I saw him as a tough, devoted but sad old man who never got to see his dreams fulfilled and never really knew how much we loved him.

When time came for me to write something after Tuesdays with Morrie, I moved slowly. I didn’t want to do any sequels. No "Wednesdays with Morrie." No self-help series. I wanted to return to the world of stories, to delve deeper into life and death and the connections between the two - which lead me, inevitably, to the idea of heaven.

Somewhere, swimming in my head, was the image my uncle had given me around that table, a handful of people waiting for you when you die. And I began to explore this simple concept: what if heaven was not some lush Garden of Eden, but a place where you had your life explained to you by people who were in it – five people - maybe you knew them, maybe you didn’t, but in some way you were touched by them and changed forever, just as you inevitably touched people while on earth and changed them, too.

And so, one predawn morning, coffee in hand, I sat down to write my next story, which now, several years later, is presented to you here. It’s a tale of a life on earth. It’s a tale of life beyond it. It’s a fable about love, a warning about war, and a nod of the cap to the real people of this world, the ones who never get their name in lights.

This story is also a personal tribute to my uncle, whom I only wish could be here to read it.

By the way, his name was Eddie.

Dancing in school

With his Dad while receiving his honor certificate for the third grading

Bien while dancing with his classmates.
More of this story in his newly created blog.

(from left: Bien, Cammile, Brandon and Rohan)
Busy reading their certificates

Self love

Before men can love all men or any man, his first responsibility in LOvE, and will always be, to himself.
Many including me find it difficult to assume that responsibility.
We have no choice but to find this responsibility for when we dont, we will be hugging its alternatives that lies in loneliness, despair.

Simply speaking, to be responsible in love is to love your self because you can not give what you dont have.
My close friend is in a deep personal involvement with another individual. She finds her happiness only to him. She can not move on with out the man.
How can I tell her that love is not exclusive. They need to grow, explore while being together.
We need to love our selves first before risking physically and emotionally.