tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47388308746133981662023-11-16T18:36:03.333+08:00Majojojo's CaveThis is my sanctuary, a cave of my insights about law, life, lab, rants, ramblings, travels, experiences, and whatnot...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-44455831044097265932014-11-26T03:25:00.000+08:002014-11-26T03:25:48.545+08:00CHANGE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">They say that the only permanent thing in this world is... CHANGE!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'd say change is an inevitable thing. We cannot stop it. We can only accept it. Adopt to what it brings. Like making lemonade out of lemons.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Change is painful. It will hurt us to the core. But we must go through the hurt and pain if we wanted something in our lives to be different and better things to come along the way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As what someone said to me, "you cannot expect something to change in your life if you do not do something different than what you've been doing in the past." So do things differently each time, if the past doesn't work for you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">They said that "God will strip you down of everything you have, to give you better things in the future." He will really take off of you all the things you want or have, because what you think you want is not what He thinks you need. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">You must let these things happen. Go with the flow. You must let go of the old or bad things in order for you to make space for the newer and better ones.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'd say because I experienced this first hand, and still experiencing it right now. I'm still learning a lot, but I'd say I'm improving... much better than I was a few months before.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So don't be afraid. Just take that step, jump or leap of fate. Try new things. Learn new things. Get to know someone knew. Who knows, maybe this day it will be much better than what you had yesterday.</span></div>
Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-19389222481140178422014-01-24T19:29:00.000+08:002014-01-24T19:39:16.554+08:00One step Closer to Independence: Getting a Student Driver's License...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I've always wanted to learn how to drive...<br />
Maybe, it's because I wanted to travel a lot and I'm tired of the inconvenience of commuting around...<br />
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So after my brother learned how to drive(which was years ago), I kept on bugging my mama about learning how drive.</div>
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And after years of postponing to learn it, I finally have the time to get a student driver's license and got the time to learn how to drive.</div>
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So, what's the point of telling you this? It's such a normal thing for a lot of families whose got the finances and buy a car. You would think that this is just another story of a girl....</div>
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I want to share to you on ... get this.... HOW TO GET A DRIVER'S LICENSE(Student's that is!!) IN METRO MANILA, PHILIPPINES!!!</div>
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First things first...</div>
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There are many kinds of applications for different folks...</div>
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There are separate applications and requirements for Filipino Citizens and for Foreigners who are staying for a few months here in the Philippines...</div>
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There are different requirements, applications, fees and maybe tests for applying for Student, Non-Professional and Professional Driver's License...</div>
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Anyway what I will share here is just the process of getting a Student Driver's License. But the difference lies only on the fees, requirements, tests(if needed) and time target for each process.</div>
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REQUIREMENTS:</div>
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If you are a Filipino Citizen like me, all you need is to bring the ORIGINAL and a PHOTOCOPY of EITHER you Birth Certificate OR A Valid ID... Well, for me I presented the voter's ID.</div>
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WHAT TO BRING???</div>
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Bring your own ball pen, the proper requirements, money, and YOURSELF! You are needed for the Photo capturing and digital signature, so make sure you look good that day... =)</div>
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You can also bring candies or reading materials like a book or put a pdf or games in you phones or tab so you will not get easily bored with the whole thing, because the TV's volume is kept on the low(maybe because of the PA System).</div>
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PLUS, bring lots of PATIENCE, because a long queue in line needs a hefty amount of it. =)</div>
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Where to Go???</div>
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Go to your nearest Land Transportation Office(LTO) branches in your locality.</div>
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But wait!!! Don't confuse the Branches with LTO RENEWAL LICENSING OFFICES(the one that are inside the malls)... Because those offices inside the malls are just offering services only to RENEW CURRENT LICENSE HOLDERS... and they are not accepting or processing applications for Student or New Driver's License. So make sure to go to the right branches. =)</div>
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I hope this link will help...</div>
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<u>http://www.ltolicensephilippines.com/category/branch-office/</u></div>
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WHAT TO DO???</div>
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Once inside the LTO Branch, go to the Information Desk where you can get the application forms. </div>
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If you're in doubt of what to do and where to go once inside, you can ask the friendly security guards at the door to find such desk. =)</div>
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The person will ask you the kind of applicant you are and will tell you the requirements you need to present and give you the application form you need to fill out. In my case, it was a lady who told me to fill up the needed form and first return to her the form and to check my ID.</div>
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Once done with that, I was instructed to go to a window to submit my application form and the photocopy of my ID.</div>
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Once submitted to the right window, you will be asked to sit in the lobby to wait for your name to be called out in the Public Announcement(PA) System.</div>
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After they've checked your details and encode in in the computer, the PA System will call out the name/s of the applicant/s and indicate to which Window number you will proceed for the DIGITAL PHOTO CAPTURING AND SIGNATURE SAMPLING.</div>
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After which I was asked to wait to be called for the payment in the Cashier window through the PA System.</div>
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After payment, I was asked to wait in the lobby to be called for the releasing of my Student Driver's license in another window.</div>
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How LONG will you AGONIZE TO WAIT IN THE LINE???</div>
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The Target Time indicated in the huge tarpaulin was 1HOUR from the time the application form was first submitted for STUDENT DRIVER APPLICANTS.<br />
But my actual processing time was about a little less than 1.5 hours. Not bad for a regular day where there were many applicants. It was not very boring considering the fact that the branch I went to has a flat tv hanging somewhere in the lobby. It was comfortable waiting in the lobby because of many available seats and fans to cool down the area(not that we need fans right now, because it's unsually cold now in Manila).</div>
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But for a NEW NON-PROFESSIONAL or PROFESSIONAL DRIVER APPLICANT the target time was 4HOURS and FOR THE RENEWAL OF LICENSES would be 2HOURS.</div>
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WHY is there a difference in TIME TARGET FOR DIFFERENT APPLICATIONS AND APPLICANTS???</div>
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Because it will really depend from the time you stepped inside the branch to get and fill up the application form, to submit it to another window, the volume of the people applying for the same kind of application that you have, the processing of the personnel, the speed of the computers and other human factors.</div>
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HOW MUCH FOR THE LICENSE????</div>
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Application Fee: P100</div>
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Student Permit Fee: 150</div>
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Computer Fee: 67.63</div>
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For a Total of: 317.63</div>
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But I also paid 2Pesos for the photocopy fee of my ID that was OUTSIDE the branch.</div>
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Plus transpo fee, if you are just a commuter like me.</div>
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But for other applicants, both new and renewal, this link that has schedule of fees might help, so go check this out...</div>
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FAQ's???</div>
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I'd say that the waiting is not so agonizing at all, because I'm waiting on a seat with cool breeze from the fan and I brought something to read.</div>
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And they are campaigning for the REPUBLIC ACT 9485 (ANTI-RED TAPE ACT OF 2007). So beware of fixers and never transact with them. So that you will only pay the right amount of fees as guided in the schedule as the link above indicates. =)</div>
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Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-1128030183474741772012-11-05T03:35:00.000+08:002012-11-05T03:35:18.964+08:00"Golden Cobblestone"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">Of all trinkets that was kept in my golden box,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">But you are also the heaviest burden to carry,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">And you made me so tired that I just wanted to let you go.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">But never in my life that my heart is so tired to carry around,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">A trinket that was just dipped in gold,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">But was merely a stone inside...=(</span></div>
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Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-85518746322034679322012-11-04T03:43:00.001+08:002012-11-04T04:10:54.897+08:00In Falling in Love, You must Love yourself first!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 17px;"><b style="background-color: black;">"You don’t Love someone for their Looks, their Clothes, or their Fancy car. You love them Because they make you Happy."</b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">Normally, you will have your "LIST". The things that you want about the significant other you want to have. You'll have a "TYPE" or category or classification of guy/girl you are attracted to.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">Sometimes this works. Sometimes you'll use it.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">But somewhere along the way of finding true love, there will be an EXCEPTION!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">That person who defied YOUR LIST and YOUR TYPE.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">The person whom you will think about all the time.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">The person who will make you insane, irrational and illogical.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">The person whom you think who is going to be THE ONE.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">But sometimes, s/he MAY NOT BE THE ULTIMATE ONE.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">That person might just be a test, a sample or a practice ground of destiny, fate or God(whichever you believe in).</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A test of how well you know yourself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A test of how grounded you are to your core values and principles in life.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A test of how much value you put yourself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A test of how strong you love yourself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A sample of how love can affect you.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A sample of what love can do to you.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A sample of how much love can do to you.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A practice ground of how you can love others.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A practice ground of how you can love yourself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A practice ground of how much you can love yourself.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">And because of love, this is what I learn:</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 17px;"><b>"You may Love that person, but you may also NOT LIKE that person."</b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 17px;"><b>"You may Love others, but you MUST FIRST LEARN TO LOVE YOURSELF."</b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 17px;"><b>"You may truly love a person. But when you ask yourself if he is worth all the heartaches and pain that he is causing you, then chances are HE IS NOT WORTH IT."</b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 17px;"><b>"You may truly love a person and give love and happiness. But that person must also bring you happiness and the love that you deserve. If he is not a source of "any" happiness, then most likely he doesn't love you back."</b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">A person who truly loves you will want to make you happy and will never do anything to hurt you in any possible way.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">I thought I don't know how to love myself. But the truth is, I've always been loving myself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">It's just that I KEEP ON FORGETTING that I LOVE MYSELF.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">I keep on forgetting HOW TO LOVE MYSELF.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">But now, I know those things. And I love myself.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">I value myself the way God values me like his daughter, his princess.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 17px;">He will only give me to the man that is right for me, at the right time and at the right place.</span><br />
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Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-86275535519816577782012-10-09T04:59:00.000+08:002012-10-09T04:59:00.615+08:00Music Therapy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sometimes what we feel cannot be spoken.<br />
Sometimes what we want to say should never be said.<br />
Sometimes what we want to do should never be done.<br />
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And for that, there is only one remedy for me...<br />
That is to listen to music...<br />
Or for me, CREATE one...<br />
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For now, I love the Music of Up Dharma Down.<br />
The Studio Versions of their songs are wonderful.<br />
The melodies are quirky and unconventional.<br />
The voice of Armi Millare is soulful that I wanted to listen to her over and over again.<br />
But they are better in their LIVE performances...<br />
I hope to watch them in one of their live gigs...<br />
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Another one is Krissy and Ericka.<br />
Although their music is more of teeners choice, I like their original compositions like "12:51" and "In your Arms".<br />
The words fit like a tee in my life.<br />
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And Last but not the least, Sara Bareilles songs.<br />
Her original compositions are like songs of my heart.<br />
The words she put into those melodies are perfect for each other.<br />
These past few months, I love her songs entitled "Between the Lines", "Bittersweet", and "Before I Knew Better".<br />
But what I love most right now is her Mash up cover of Cee Lo Green's Song and her original song... "F*(< %@# and Gonna Get over you"...<br />
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And every time I listen and sang along with these songs, somehow I feel relieved.<br />
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So I not only encourage you, but I URGE you to have your own playlist to listen to when you're mad, lonely, sad, happy or any emotions that run into your mind.<br />
Because these will help you release tension, stress, and pain.<br />
So enjoy! ^_^</div>
Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-30988759407726488752012-09-18T03:26:00.001+08:002012-09-26T15:19:15.962+08:00Hoping for something out of nothing...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"Gusto mo bang pagusapan? Gusto mong mag-isa? </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Alam ko kung anong nararamdaman mo. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Masakit, kahit alam mong wala kang karapatan masaktan.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Pero nararamdaman mo nagkakaunawaan kayo, pero di nyo pa napaguusapan.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">May nararamdaman ka sa kanya. At sa iyo, sapat na yun para ituring mo na sa iyo siya.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Mahirap yung mahal na mahal mo ang isang tao, na sa puso't isip inangkin mo na siya.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Tapos hindi naman pala para sa iyo.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Masakit, pero wala kang magagawa."</span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">- Bert to Cristina(Bobby Andrews to Regine Velasquez) from the movie Pangako ikaw Lang</span>
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">This kind of love is the classic I-know-that-you-know-that-I-like-you-but-we-just-have-not-talked-about-it-yet.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And this SUCKS! BIG TIME!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And what's worse, is that you cannot talk about it. You cannot even react. You cannot even cry in front of the person. You cannot even get angry to that person. Because YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Yes! You don't even have the right to say that you LOVE that person.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">You cannot even admit to yourself that after just a short span of time, that you've fallen in love with that person.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And you know what's the WORST?... Is that YOU CANNOT EVEN WALK AWAY FROM THAT PERSON. You Cannot erase that person in your life. You cannot even delete that person's number on your mobile phone. You cannot hide from that person. Because you don't want to stir suspicions from other people that you are hurting and you don't have any option but to suck it up and deal with it. You don't want other people to know about what is happening, because you are so afraid of the awkward silences, piercing stares, rumors, gossip mongers and snide comments. </span></span><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">You cannot live with that because you know that you still have unfinished business to do around him, and YOU JUST DON'T HAVE THE CHOICE TO VANISH FROM THAT PERSON'S LIFE COMPLETELY.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And the MOST AWFUL feeling, is that you cannot run away. You cannot even tell that person that you are hurting even though that person has an inkling feeling that there is something wrong.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">The only time you'll get stronger is when there is no other choice but to be strong. =(</span></span></span></div>
Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-60993416947790929992012-09-18T02:55:00.001+08:002012-09-18T02:55:41.243+08:00Extracted from my Grave...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Due to my friends' demand...<div>
My Facebook Account is now Resurrected... or is it Reactivated...hahahaha ;)))</div>
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More than 2 months of hiatus mode from the social media and cyber world had been a great Sabbatical for me.</div>
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I renewed me from within.</div>
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I learn how to keep my emotions. Not every one wants to know what you do, who you are with, and what's going on with your life. But the people who cherishes you and the people that matters to you will search for you, find you not only in the cyber world, but also in the real world.</div>
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I also learn how to keep mum about what you feel at the moment... Most especially strong emotions, like anger or elated... Because most of the times, when you've sobered up, the decisions and promises you've made, are not the decisions and promises that you'd want to stick up to....</div>
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Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-52385900012237757322012-09-18T02:13:00.002+08:002012-09-18T02:13:34.997+08:00Deactivation...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Ever since I started maintaining cyber accounts, I keep only the minimum amount as much as possible of every kind... or maybe none at all. I just feel that I do not need as much portals to possibly reach all of my friends. And maybe that is why I got hooked on Facebook even though I do no play any online games there... actually, I almost don't play any online games at all. :))<br />
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There were a lot of indications that I was so hooked in FB that I almost don't sleep at all, even on a school night. I'm a law student, so my classes are in the afternoons and nights, but I only get to sleep around 4-6hours a day because I spend most of my nights browsing and surfing the internet and lurking in FB, and most of my sleep was in the morning. My insomnia is getting worse by the day. I sometimes don't sleep for 2 days because I just couldn't sleep anymore. I tried a lot of times to get away from FB for a few days or at least a week, but I always end up just keeping away from it for a few days. I also tried deactivating, but I just end up reactivating after 24hours.<br />
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But this first semester of this current school year, something prompted me to really deviate from my addiction and get away from social media. For now, I've been away from FB for more than a month now and it's been great. I'm still a late sleeper, but at least I'm sleeping at night now, unlike before.<br />
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And because of my sabbatical in social media I learn:<br />
-To think before I click.<br />
-To filter what to say.<br />
-To be mindful that every thing I post, there's someone who will read it.<br />
-To be aware that everything I post will forever be etched in someone else's memory.<br />
-To hide what I feel for the moment.<br />
-To lessen my cyber stalking.<br />
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-That not all people doesn't care much about you...they actually do care, and you'll just find out when you leave.</div>
Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-47756738281694309702012-06-14T05:13:00.000+08:002012-06-14T05:13:25.246+08:00Tunnel of Risk...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #8e7cc3;">A risk of all or nothing, a smirk on their looks...</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">But the light I'm finally seeing, and the tunnel is coming to an end...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">The results were finally revealing, that I've gained more than what I have...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">For giving me the guide I needed when no one is around...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">When kin and neighbors despised and judged what I desire...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">For all the worries, hurts and doubts are already cast aside...</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Thus, channeling all emotions available created a very raw and explicit words to create this words.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hence, please do not associate this to anyone. ^_^</span></div>
</div>Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-70792955815931054042011-12-26T06:41:00.001+08:002011-12-26T06:41:49.260+08:00My 2011 Christmas...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
If it was not the worst...one of my worse Christmas ever...<br />
No harmony at home because of my parents...<br />
Good thing my siblings and I are very neutral..We all just wanted peace and quiet around our home...<br />
Well, enough said of the bad things that happened...<br />
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I thought that, after the confession with "Fireworks", the poem and song writing that was all inspired by him, I am over him.<br />
But now that I'm in my solitude for days, and I can contemplate on anything in my mind, he creeps in. The memories with him, what I said to him, what he said to me, the only phone conversation we had, everything. I couldn't say that I'm going back to the start that I'm trying to forget him, but I'm definitely NOT YET OVER HIM.<br />
The whole dilemma kept playing on my mind. What if I didn't told him that I like him? What if we met on my birthday? But my mind kept on answering that I told him how I feel because I know there is a big chance that we will never see each other again. And the thought of losing him without telling him pains me more that losing him completely just because I told him. So I did tell him how I felt in a very poetic text message.<br />
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<i>'"Love is giving without expecting something in return" -if that is bullshit for you, then I might be bound for doom. But just the same, I want you to know, you're the beautiful dream that I don't want to end. Unfortunately, the dream is slowly taken away. Nonetheless, thank you for the dream & friendship.;) '</i><br />
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I realized I never regret saying this to him. Even if I get the chance to turn back the hands of time, I would do it again. Why? It's because I choose between Losing him and Not Telling him OR Losing him but I got the chance to tell him what I felt and he is important, at least.<br />
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I know I fought a losing battle, he doesn't have a girlfriend, but I can sense that she is loving some girl. And my fears was confirmed by our friend after I told her that I confessed to him. I never asked any of the details, I know she don't want to divulge any information because she doesn't know much, and that I'm a coward thinking it's best for me not to know anything. I was very afraid to hear the truth that he loves someone. That his heart is breaking for that someone, the way my heart breaks for him.<br />
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I know we are just friends. We've known each other only for a few months. But these few months that we hanged out together was the most meaningful months I've been since I transferred in my school. Maybe it was the months that I've acted myself for the first time since I entered law school. I've been true to myself and true towards him because he made me realized that I'm no longer a law student outside the classroom and I'm allowed to be myself and act quirky outside the class. That i can live my life normally without thinking of any eye looking at me. And for that I will eternally be grateful.<br />
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I can say that I am regaining, little by little, my adventurous side. My risk and adventure seeking days that once left me are now coming back. I've regained my freedom while in law school because of his thoughts.<br />
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I know that he is just another guy in my life that taught me a lot. I know that as the days passes by, there is this feeling that I might be slipping away from his memory because I'm not that important in his life. And it pains me just thinking about this unrequited love I have for him. But what can I do? I can only do so much, yet everything will fall in his hands. He should make a move if he wants to. But clearly he is not making a move. I think I can tell if I've been blown off by a man. Or as what our friend told me that he didn't rejected me.... But I thought that if he didn't then why is he not saying that he likes me back. It is unclear for me, but I'm just thinking that he is just too nice to turn me down.<br />
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I wanted to end my feelings for him, but it's much of a challenge to do it when such man is too nice. I can't think of any way to hate him. I can't think of any trait, physical, intellectual or emotional. So that's why I'm trying to think that he blown me off so that at least I can move on. I hope I can. Let's see if I can...even though he replied to my Christmas greeting.<br />
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Anyway, Merry Christmas...<br />
<br /></div>Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-57257159236994344092011-12-06T03:53:00.001+08:002011-12-06T04:12:35.096+08:00"Confessing Heart"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I was contented alone, </div>
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Happy in my solitude, </div>
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But when you came along, </div>
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My sanctuary became inviting. </div>
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Knew that this is transitory, </div>
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You sojourn in my sanctuary, </div>
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Thought my feelings will fly by the night, </div>
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So I let you see my real side. </div>
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Infatuation turns to Camaraderie, </div>
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but love crept in unknowingly,</div>
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Never thought I would fall, </div>
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More than the perceived deep hole. </div>
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This love as hush as the wind blows by, </div>
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As cannot be seen but felt by, </div>
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Resisting to say what I truly feel, </div>
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My lips are sealed, but feelings revealed. </div>
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Saw your real side, the gentleman kind, </div>
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Lonely as an old man who never had, </div>
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The love you longed for I have with me, </div>
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So open your ear and heart for me.</div>
</div>Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-42695847174203143422011-12-06T03:36:00.001+08:002011-12-06T03:50:44.947+08:00Poetic GirlI believe that a girl cannot say anything and everything without filtering.
Even a liberated girl cannot talk without any restrictions.
A perfect example of such girl is me.
I can say that I'm a conservative-traditionalist Chinese Filipino Girl who is open minded about her environment.
I cannot say very delicate, sensual, racy or sensitive words, but can say profanity only up to certain degree.
I cannot even directly tell a guy that I like that I liked him.
And for that, I can only hush up and let him feel my affections.
However, I have defied that rule quite a couple of times, so far.
And I must say, i haven't regret telling them. I carefully pick those people that I tell of my feelings towards them.
And so far, they are nice guys who knows how to be gentlemen.
However, there were times that I could not contain what I felt and resort into diversionary tactics, like poetry or song writing.
Yes, I'm not only a singer, but I sometimes try to write songs...or lyrics for that matter.
And sometimes, I put my feelings in poetry.
I know it is so cheesy. But I like romanticism. I like people who appreciates poetry of the Renaissance era, of Shakespearean Language. I like people who can appreciate my art....and me.
I recently got my heart broken opted to pour it all out to poetry writing.
I suddenly realized that every time I feel a very strong emotion, most especially when I'm in love or heart-broken.
I suddenly had the urge to get a paper and write whatever love I have.
Most likely, the guy will never read this poem and will not even know this.
But I hope, that anyone who has the opportunity to read this can appreciate this innocent poems...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-90663881340454191412011-12-06T03:30:00.001+08:002011-12-06T03:34:45.234+08:00Reconnecting to my blog...Yes, I have many attempts on getting back to blogging. but due to time constraints and lacking of anything to say because of constrained life since august, I have been prevented or avoiding my blog site.
But because of my strong emotions recently, I found my way back to blogging.
Now, I updated my page and hopefully I can update my page every week.
I am planning to engage in a lot of fun activities this season, so I hope I can post a lot of articles/ramblings again.
hope that you enjoyed the changes...^_^Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-82106579100236641782011-10-05T01:26:00.000+08:002011-11-20T17:23:16.596+08:00Eat, Pray, LoveOctober 4, 2011<br />
3:55 am<br />
I just finished watching “Eat, Pray, Love”. It was based from a novel of the same title. It really struck me, touched my heart like I should have a long time ago. It talks about forgiving yourself and others after a break up. It talks about rebuilding yourself after being destroyed. It talks about loving yourself first before being loved by others. It talks about being happy alone to be happy with someone.<br />
I know ever since that I should live without regrets. Well, that is what I’ve been trying to do since I learned that line. But it seems it’s the hardest life lesson I have to live. It is impossible to totally live without regrets. But at least we have to try to. There are things in life that we could have change, but we didn’t. For ever mistake that we make, we should forgive. Forgive ourselves first, in order to forgive others. I think forgiving me was the hardest task I should do. I am not a perfectionist, but I wanted to be in control. I wanted things to go my way, at least in my life. But when things don’t end up with what I want, I get upset, disappointed, depressed and regretful. The memories just keep coming back like an old broken record. It keeps playing in my head over and over again. I know I should change this. Sometimes I wanted to just erase that part, that moment that I am regretting. But I can’t. It cannot be undone. What I can only do is to forgive myself. Forgive, even though I cannot forget.<br />
In the end, I realize that whatever hurt I felt, I need to love. We all do. Love is something that we shouldn’t be afraid of. Yes, love hurts. In loving there are risks that we have to take. It doesn’t matter how many times we lose. What matters is how many chances we take. Because the more we take chances, the more we can win, like a lottery. I’ve been badly hurt before, and I swore that I would never love again. But here I am now, trying to take chances, trying to look for that person who will love me for all of me. I haven’t said I found it, but I’m trying. Patiently waiting but making opportunities for me to meet that man. Love is not easy to find. It takes a lot of guts, opportunities ad effort to find the right person for you. But we can only hope that every person that comes in our lives can be the right person for us. And we have to take steps of risks to find out if that person is right for us. Otherwise, we end up gaining nothing and losing everything, instead of gaining even just a little bit.<br />
As I end this article, I hope that people will try to take risks. I hope that those people who lost sight of their dreams ambitions and love can regain their enthusiasm in finding it. I hope that somehow I spark a feigning fire inside their hearts.Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-34874477888825888262011-05-28T02:01:00.002+08:002011-05-28T02:01:56.313+08:00Regrets...I never thought I'd see you again,<br />
from the moment I saw your face, your eyes, your lips.<br />
I never thought I'd feel you again,<br />
from the moment I touched your hands, your arms, your shoulders.<br />
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I never thought I'd feel this again,<br />
the elating looks to ecstatic touches.<br />
I never thought I'd remember you again,<br />
from the moment i decided to walk away thinking I'd do the right things.<br />
<br />
I never thought I'll miss you again,<br />
from the quirky jokes to the romantic conversations.<br />
I never thought I'd regret again,<br />
from leaving you when I know I shouldn't.<br />
<br />
I regret the day I walked away,<br />
I regret the day when I did what others told me,<br />
thinking that I was doing the right thing,<br />
Now I regret that I walked out from the love I could have had...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-58187378033792729832011-04-04T04:22:00.000+08:002011-04-04T04:23:41.625+08:00Pit FallThis world is like a dark forest,so full of unknown.<br />A path full of mystery, a trail of its own.<br />A journey of one, that cannot be accompanied.<br />A search for the soul, where one can get lost.<br /><br />Fork path ahead of us, a chance to choose.<br />A road that can lead us, to be better once moved.<br />Take the road on the left, and see what is true.<br />Take the road to the right, and find out what hides.<br /> <br />Roads have impediments, a stone that blocks.<br />As big as a mountain, or as small as a rock.<br />A person might not walk thru it, but around it.<br />Someone might not see it, but stumble on it.<br /><br />A pit hole is uncertain, to fall to the unknown.<br />A hole that is nothing, but a ticket to doom.<br />No warnings, no signs, a guess in the dark.<br />No harness, no safety nets, to save you in time.<br /><br />A world this crazy, have to be hell.<br />But it might be heaven, if someone catches me there.Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-32563248585553007422011-04-04T04:21:00.000+08:002011-04-04T04:22:05.939+08:00Empty Halls...I saw you always on the hall,<br />You see me everyday,<br />we haven't talked much,<br />and we don't even know each others name.<br /><br />but today, I saw you greeted me with your eyes.<br />I wanted to greet yours but I was so dazed.<br />Is it true that you recognize me in this empty halls???<br /><br />I hope next year the heaven permit,<br />To finally meet you and talk a bit.Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-83684012013060853232011-04-04T04:20:00.000+08:002011-04-04T04:21:12.165+08:00Single Blessedness...I thank God, destiny, and the universe for this life. I would never change it for what I've been through. Even though there are a lot of failures, sorrow, difficulties and obstacles in my life, I've been very thankful for it. I've faced it head on strong, because if it wasn't for those, I would never be stronger than before. as the saying goes...<br /><br />"what does not kill you, will make you stronger"...<br /><br />I've been strong..stronger than ever...<br /><br />I've always tried to improve myself ever since..<br /><br />I was a weakling, but now I'm strong willed.<br /><br />I was a naive, now I can defend myself.<br /><br />I was lacking of knowledge, now I've put more than normal what's in it.<br /><br />Weakness is a flaw that I tried to get rid of. Every time I get hurt, I would prefer to make myself stronger and infallible.<br /><br />I got my <3 broken a lot of times and I've gained wisdom from those experiences.<br /><br />I erased that naive girl that I was. I know I'm not emotionally strong in those times. But I wanted o show the world I'm stronger than they could soil my spirits...<br /><br />I've been an emotional hopper. I've been a serial monogamist. I've liked a lot of guys in the past. I could say I've fallen in love few times. and those times made me the happiest and the saddest girl I've known.<br /><br />But sorrow is not an easy thing to explain to the world. So I've erased sadness in my face and just give a smile. Smile is easier to explain and dealt with.<br /><br />I've tried to replace every guy that hurt me with another guy whom I can like even just for a while. Just for the sake to say to myself that i can have another guy in a minute and did not need those person or guys who've rejected or abandoned me.<br /><br />And I've become interested on knowing the norms of the opposite sex. I tried to understand the way they think, talk and act. I tried to adopt the way they think. And in the process, I've gained a lot of guy friends, all of whom are platonic. not a single one is romantically linked.<br /><br />A lot of people suspected me to be romantically linked with them. but even though they were pushing and insisting on those things, but still nothing happens. And worse, romanticism ran away more.<br /><br />I've been so engrossed on how the way they think... that slowly, I began to think like them, talk like them and act like them.<br /><br />I've become emotionally close with them that they didn't see the girlishness in me, but only a friend...a man trap in a girl's body. The person they can always talk to. The Ms. indifferent that I trained myself to be.<br /><br />I've always wondered why did i never had a real relationship. And now i know the answer.<br /><br />And its because I subconsciously walk away from it. I dismiss it from the moment I sense it. I was afraid to show how loving I could be. I wanted so much to be as strong as a rock, that I forgot how to be as soft as a cotton.<br /><br />I tried to desensitize myself from the romantic feelings i feel towards the person. I take away my being as a girl, that I'm left with only being a friend.<br /><br />I was so afraid of being rejected and not accepted. The ego that I've been nurturing for a long time.<br /><br />I was so afraid that letting them see how sensitive and soft I am will seem to make me weak.<br /><br />I was so afraid of being left alone, sad and crying. That it left me being alone.<br /><br />I was so afraid that i would make mistakes in life. That by not making mistakes, makes me left without nothing to remember as lessons for my life. I couldn't relate to some things I couldn't feel. I'm left with a pretty bubble wrapped in me, separating me from the real world.<br /><br />Those feelings that I can never understand unless I for myself experience it and learn from it.<br /><br />I've regretted a lot in my life. But I've tried to correct it by letting me make mistakes and not feeling guilty about it.<br /><br />I've tried to get hurt, and to live. <br /><br />In the meantime, I will be putting my heart back in a little box for safe keeping,and I'm gonna keep it there,until I find someone who really wants it and won't end up breaking it....<br /><br />I'm hope someday I would have that someone who will complement me in my completeness and happiness. Some person that I could give my heart to...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-34455899611414784752011-04-04T04:17:00.000+08:002011-04-04T04:20:30.832+08:00to my beloved Professor.. Atty. Sababan by day, Francis by night!Every time he walks in our class during Tax1(1st sem) and he started shouting at us, I would instantly forget what I read and memorized for the day. I would only remember what his questions, answers, jokes and life lessons at the end of the class. My friend said to over come this anxiety, we will say "Music to my ears" as our mantra. Now, his words, jokes and moral lessons that he imparts us during his lectures will never be heard anymore...I will never hear those "Music to my ears".<br /><br /> <br /><br />Sir, we will dearly miss you Atty. Francis "balbas" "Boy George" J. Sababan. May your soul be with our Eternal Creator. You will be remembered, forever. We love you sir. ='(<br /><br />(I know this is kinda late for posting, but I just want to repost this from my FB notes)Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-67714136380644036782011-03-27T00:11:00.000+08:002011-04-04T04:16:58.890+08:00Returning of Candles...Liars and betrayers are common in this world. It's a nasty thing to do by ordinary people. Anyone could do it. Even I can do it. But the only thing that divides us is the choice of not doing it.<br /><br />I will not say that I haven't done it. But at least I have tried not to do it intentionally. <br /><br />Lying is a common thing...We may lie about little things just to avoid problems. We sometimes say white lies. We sometimes say the big lies just to save our reputation. But one thing common about lies, are the fact that it brings bigger troubles when the truth comes out.<br /><br />They hurt us badly. Sometimes to the point that we cannot forgive that person for hurting us. Maybe its not the fact that they lied to us. The lies can be so petty, but the fact that such person is so close to us, so dear, that we treated them as our sibling, have hurt us in a way that we regret being close with them. We shared a lot of secrets with them because we trusted them that they will not divulge such information. We chose them carefully. Yet they did what we feared.<br /><br />Once the damage had been done, its hard to get over it. The healing process will take time. The person cannot trust automatically, with such person or anyone. Sometimes, such experience leaves another jaded that it cannot be healed. Sometimes, it hurt us so badly that he is left with no choice but to change. Change his perspective in life, his principles, his manners, his attitude and the way he looks at others.<br /><br />But the hurt can be healed. It will take time. But it will definitely come if we want to. Sometimes all it takes is a simple sorry from the person who have hurt us. All it takes is time to pass by to naturally heal all the wounds.Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-71835307963809003982011-03-14T23:02:00.000+08:002011-03-14T23:04:00.169+08:00Single Blessedness....I thank God, destiny, and the universe for this life. I would never change it for what I've been through. Even though there are a lot of failures, sorrow, difficulties and obstacles in my life, I've been very thankful for it. I've faced it head on strong, because if it wasn't for those, I would never be stronger than before. as the saying goes...<br /><br />"what does not kill you, will make you stronger"...<br /><br />I've been strong..stronger than ever...<br /><br />I've always tried to improve myself ever since..<br /><br />I was a weakling, but now I'm strong willed.<br /><br />I was a naive, now I can defend myself.<br /><br />I was lacking of knowledge, now I've put more than normal what's in it.<br /><br />Weakness is a flaw that I tried to get rid of. Every time I get hurt, I would prefer to make myself stronger and infallible.<br /><br />I got my <3 broken a lot of times and I've gained wisdom from those experiences.<br /><br />I erased that naive girl that I was. I know I'm not emotionally strong in those times. But I wanted o show the world I'm stronger than they could soil my spirits...<br /><br />I've been an emotional hopper. I've been a serial monogamist. I've liked a lot of guys in the past. I could say I've fallen in love few times. and those times made me the happiest and the saddest girl I've known.<br /><br />But sorrow is not an easy thing to explain to the world. So I've erased sadness in my face and just give a smile. Smile is easier to explain and dealt with.<br /><br />I've tried to replace every guy that hurt me with another guy whom I can like even just for a while. Just for the sake to say to myself that i can have another guy in a minute and did not need those person or guys who've rejected or abandoned me.<br /><br />And I've become interested on knowing the norms of the opposite sex. I tried to understand the way they think, talk and act. I tried to adopt the way they think. And in the process, I've gained a lot of guy friends, all of whom are platonic. not a single one is romantically linked.<br /><br />A lot of people suspected me to be romantically linked with them. but even though they were pushing and insisting on those things, but still nothing happens. And worse, romanticism ran away more.<br /><br />I've been so engrossed on how the way they think... that slowly, I began to think like them, talk like them and act like them.<br /><br />I've become emotionally close with them that they didn't see the girlishness in me, but only a friend...a man trap in a girl's body. The person they can always talk to. The Ms. indifferent that I trained myself to be.<br /><br />I've always wondered why did i never had a real relationship. And now i know the answer.<br /><br />And its because I subconsciously walk away from it. I dismiss it from the moment I sense it. I was afraid to show how loving I could be. I wanted so much to be as strong as a rock, that I forgot how to be as soft as a cotton.<br /><br />I tried to desensitize myself from the romantic feelings i feel towards the person. I take away my being as a girl, that I'm left with only being a friend.<br /><br />I was so afraid of being rejected and not accepted. The ego that I've been nurturing for a long time.<br /><br />I was so afraid that letting them see how sensitive and soft I am will seem to make me weak.<br /><br />I was so afraid of being left alone, sad and crying. That it left me being alone.<br /><br />I was so afraid that i would make mistakes in life. That by not making mistakes, makes me left without nothing to remember as lessons for my life. I couldn't relate to some things I couldn't feel. I'm left with a pretty bubble wrapped in me, separating me from the real world.<br /><br />Those feelings that I can never understand unless I for myself experience it and learn from it.<br /><br />I've regretted a lot in my life. But I've tried to correct it by letting me make mistakes and not feeling guilty about it.<br /><br />I've tried to get hurt, and to live. <br /><br />In the meantime, I will be putting my heart back in a little box for safe keeping,and I'm gonna keep it there,until I find someone who really wants it and won't end up breaking it....<br /><br />I'm hope someday I would have that someone who will complement me in my completeness and happiness. Some person that I could give my heart to...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-34031110030230184762010-08-13T04:41:00.000+08:002010-08-13T04:44:05.130+08:00Mundong de Kahon....Minsan naiisip kong ang buhay ko ay komporme sa madla...<br />Naaayon sa normal...<br />Parang ang hugis ay kahon...<br />Buhay de Kahon...<br /><br />Maraming nagsasabi na ang buhay ay sadyang mahirap....<br />May narinig rin ako mula sa palabas sa telebisyon...simple man o marangyang buhay ang iyong naiisin upang sumaya ka, parehong mahirap paring maabot...<br />Kaya naisip kong abutin ang aking pangarap, mahirap man ang landas...ay pilit ko paring tatahakin.<br />Marami man ang humadlang....Tumutol man ang madla...kumulog man or kumidlat...harangan man ng sibat...ipinagpilitan ko pa rin ang gusto ko...<br />Marami akong naranasang hirap...lahat naman ng tao'y dumaan sa hirap...<br />Marami akong sinakripisyo at ipinagpalit upang makamit lamang ang inaasam asam...<br />Ngunit minsan natutulala ako...at madalas itong mangyari lalo na pag nagiisa...kung tama ba ang mga ginawa ko?<br />Sapat bang ipinagpalit kong buhay para sa isang engrandeng buhay...<br />Tama bang iniwan ko at kinalimutan ko ang mga bagay sa buhay ko upang marating lamang ang dulong hinahabol ko....<br />Sabi ng karamihan ay oo, sa tingin nilang ang bagong daan ng aking buhay ay patungo sa ikararangal at ikauunlad ko....<br />Sabi ng ilan ay hindi, dapat ay nakuntento na ako sa buhay na kaya kong makamtam sa nakalipas kong pagkakataon...<br />Ang sabi ko nama'y hindi ko alam...ayokong isipin...ayokong magsisi...ayokong manghinayang...<br /><br />Pero sa totoo'y may pagaalinlangan ako...hanggang sa kasalukuyan...<br />Ngunit ang tanging iniisip ko ay SAYANG...<br />Sayang ang hirap at pagod ng aking Ina sa pag papaaral niya sa akin...<br />Sayang ang pagod, puyat, hinagpis, sama ng loob, at kung ano anong sakit na dulot ng pagpili sa buhay na ito...<br /><br />Akala ng mga tao'y masaya ang buhay ko...ngunit minsan gusto ko silang imbitahan na sumali sa aking mundo upang maintindihan nila ang aking mundo...<br />Ang aking buhay ay parang de kahon...<br />Maaaring mukhang masaya...matatalino ang mga tao sa mundo ko....kaya walan puwang ang pagkakamali....<br />Ngunit ito'y kahalintulad sa isang kahong de papel....iba't iba ng kula'y, desenyo, o, laki...<br />Ngunit parepareho pa ring KAHON...<br /><br />Minsan naitanong sa aking ng aking Ina nung minsan akoý nalungkot...Kung ganyan pa lamang kaliit ang problema mo ay sobrang naghihinagpis ka na riyan...<br />Ang sabi ko...Problema ba iyon? pag hindi ko na kaya, e di magpapalit na ako ng buhay...<br />Natawa lang kaming magina...<br />Ngunit alam kong maaari ko tong gawin pag hindi ko na kaya...<br /><br />Ang buhay ko ay parang de kahon....<br />Kailangan kumporme sa kagustuhan ng nakararami....<br />Ang sabi ko....kaunting tiis na lang...at ikaw na ang susunod na makakamit ng pangarap...<br /><br />Sana sa dulo ng lahat ito, ay may landas na hindi ko pagsisisisihan....<br />Sana sa susunod ay di na kahon ang hugis...<br />Sana sa susunod ay mapili ko ang simpleng buhay ngunit masaya....<br />Ang klase ng buhay na hindi ko kailangan maghirap ang kalooban ko ng ganito...Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-33091573801039774102010-07-19T04:03:00.000+08:002010-07-19T04:17:56.076+08:00Getting addicted...At first, I was just searching for some new things in my life...<br />I wanted to loose weight...<br />I wanted to learn self-defense...<br />I wanted to learn taekwondo...<br />But fate's joke was on me...<br />I learned wu shu instead...<br />Thinking about my objectives...I'm achieving it...I think I've achieved it...<br />But my goals changed just in a nick of time...<br />I've become addicted...obsessed...<br />I want to learn more...<br />I want to do more...<br />I want to achieve more...<br />Now, I've re-aligned my life to suite my goals...<br />my goal now is not just losing weight and self-defense...<br />But I want to achieve something in my life while I can..<br />I'm now challenging my body to do what my mind wants to achieve...<br /><br />I've watched a movie before entitled "My Big Love"...and it taught me 5 steps to a successful life...<br />1. Set your goals...you must set it for yourself..not for others...<br />2. Start Today...do not put things aside...there are no tomorrows for you to achieve your goals today....<br />3. There are no short cuts....you cannot achieve something grand in a perfect way if you don't persevere for it...you cannot be an expert if you don't begin as a novice...<br />4. Motivate yourself...there will be times that you want to give up because of the hardships in life...but, you cannot give up...the only thing you should do is try to remember why you are there and motivate yourself more to do it...<br />5. Be Happy...and this is the most important thing....you should be happy no matter what...because this is the only basis for you to say that all the hardships are all worthwhile...<br /><br />This is my life teachings that I will forever remember...=)Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4738830874613398166.post-19556171713314277032010-07-09T00:32:00.000+08:002010-07-09T04:03:13.760+08:00My summer's Sweat...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCwzc473ujaTgGVTTj6BKwuixW4a3dxreTiUhY7v8yYHOjoy6kIBUOnd6XYF47W6KoLVOgyX2Xl_IJe7L6ABxJ12bUyjxEJijXmJxZPJBiqQF79be43ZruOcjp5ULu_gxNHJgVq0a5nj0/s1600/3660353507_0350b9d302.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCwzc473ujaTgGVTTj6BKwuixW4a3dxreTiUhY7v8yYHOjoy6kIBUOnd6XYF47W6KoLVOgyX2Xl_IJe7L6ABxJ12bUyjxEJijXmJxZPJBiqQF79be43ZruOcjp5ULu_gxNHJgVq0a5nj0/s320/3660353507_0350b9d302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491617427399972674" /></a><br />The summer of 2010 was not that easy...<br />Summer classes must be taken...two subjects at school and a Wushu training to balance...<br />Speed is essential every friday...must run from practice to get to class...<br />Encountering many hardships to get good grades...<br />But deep inside, believing to pass it all is already at the palm of my hands...<br />Summer has ended...not knowing what's in store for the next season...<br />Got the grades now.....and the result was a delight...finally passing the subjects I took...<br />At first, being glad that I got such good grades and thinking being very lucky to have such generous professors...<br />However, the gossip crawled and finally reached the ears...only 5 passed in the class, I included...and no one got such high grades like mine...<br />Now, my perception changed..i was very lucky to have a professor who is a slave driver and give us a lot of quizzes and really compute our grades...<br />Now I believe that I'm really good at this thing in my life, studying law...and I'm not just passing because of professor's compassion...But also, I have the knack of things in this road less traveled...my efforts were paid....my sweat is sweet...and I've redeemed myself!Majojojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07222118986270859031noreply@blogger.com2