Friday, June 30, 2006
waiting game
how many times have i watch you as you sleep like a baby? i never get tired of doing that. it's one of my best moments with you.
how many times have i asked you to bring me something and you never turned me down? you spoil me eventhough i'm so bratty at times.
how many times have you been driving from pasadena to los angeles evry day JUST to take me out because i am so bored and i am starving!!!!? talk about expenses!
how many times have i stared at you while you weren't looking and i would pretend to look somewhere else once you stared back at me? i knew you caught me several times but i denied it each and every time.
how many times would we have to laugh together, cry together, talked long hours together, text each other i miss you, blurting out " i think i'm falling for you" drama...and yet deny oursel ves of each other in the end?
how many times have i let out huge sighs because...i silently wish we were not best friends? you asked me why i do that every time i talked to you and i never tell you the reason why.
how many times am i going to deny that you must really like me because i am your best friend?
and how many chances are we going to pass to fall for each other?
it's the most difficult thing to do...
falling for your best friend and he shows you....
yet, we're both in denial.
so...how many more times do we have to wait?
or
that's it...
is the waiting over?
i want to know.
i think, i 'm getting tired.
liars not accepted here . PERIOD
how many times have i watch you as you sleep like a baby? i never get tired of doing that. it's one of my best moments with you.
how many times have i asked you to bring me something and you never turned me down? you spoil me eventhough i'm so bratty at times.
how many times have you been driving from pasadena to los angeles evry day JUST to take me out because i am so bored and i am starving!!!!? talk about expenses!
how many times have i stared at you while you weren't looking and i would pretend to look somewhere else once you stared back at me? i knew you caught me several times but i denied it each and every time.
how many times would we have to laugh together, cry together, talked long hours together, text each other i miss you, blurting out " i think i'm falling for you" drama...and yet deny oursel ves of each other in the end?
how many times have i let out huge sighs because...i silently wish we were not best friends? you asked me why i do that every time i talked to you and i never tell you the reason why.
how many times am i going to deny that you must really like me because i am your best friend?
and how many chances are we going to pass to fall for each other?
it's the most difficult thing to do...
falling for your best friend and he shows you....
yet, we're both in denial.
so...how many more times do we have to wait?
or
that's it...
is the waiting over?
i want to know.
i think, i 'm getting tired.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
liars not accepted. PERIOD.
NOTE:{i've been sort of holding what i feel about an incident this week. i would not make it too obvious. i'm sure the people involved knew who they were. i really just wanted to get my anger out. over the years, i've learned to succumbed my angst into my musings. certainly, this is not an exception. so this is kind of my vent...my breath of fresh air. it's not really to offend anyone here. it's more on like putting yourselves on check. please...just let me scream my utters!!!)
why would you even lie when the evident actions and words are clearly there?
it's so obvious!
why would you even make unneeded excuses?
but as they say, excuses are always a way of trying to escape from something.
escaping from what? you're the only one who knows. i can't assume.
come to think of it, would not you rather tell the truth instead of living every minute making tiny excuses that grows into large lies about your evitable actions?
personally, as you said, if you tell the truth and what you feel, STRAIGHT to the point whether it's hurtful or not, it's still way better than lying.
lying does not get you anywhere...it gets worse everyday.
i'd rather be true to myself than live each day sinking in lies because all you're really doing is drowning yourself in a submerging abyss of dishonesty.
yet.
i'm not worried.
my heart and my mind are pure with clean intentions.
nothing more. i leave the lies behind....i'll leave your lies with you.
in the end, it's still the truth that will set you free.
BE GUILTY.
NOTE:{i've been sort of holding what i feel about an incident this week. i would not make it too obvious. i'm sure the people involved knew who they were. i really just wanted to get my anger out. over the years, i've learned to succumbed my angst into my musings. certainly, this is not an exception. so this is kind of my vent...my breath of fresh air. it's not really to offend anyone here. it's more on like putting yourselves on check. please...just let me scream my utters!!!)
why would you even lie when the evident actions and words are clearly there?
it's so obvious!
why would you even make unneeded excuses?
but as they say, excuses are always a way of trying to escape from something.
escaping from what? you're the only one who knows. i can't assume.
come to think of it, would not you rather tell the truth instead of living every minute making tiny excuses that grows into large lies about your evitable actions?
personally, as you said, if you tell the truth and what you feel, STRAIGHT to the point whether it's hurtful or not, it's still way better than lying.
lying does not get you anywhere...it gets worse everyday.
i'd rather be true to myself than live each day sinking in lies because all you're really doing is drowning yourself in a submerging abyss of dishonesty.
yet.
i'm not worried.
my heart and my mind are pure with clean intentions.
nothing more. i leave the lies behind....i'll leave your lies with you.
in the end, it's still the truth that will set you free.
BE GUILTY.
happy birthday and congratulations to my brother LA norbert l. dela cruz 111 !!! bon voyage and good luck in san francisco ballet! i will see you perform in august. be back soon before you go to julliard ! we'll miss ya1
a letter for my father
Sunday, June 18, 2006
a letter for my father
dear "popeye berto," ( that's my nickname for him)
i don't think i have enough words in the dictionary to describe how lucky i am to be given a father like you. i don't think i can even thank you enough for all the marvelous things you have done for me and given me. i am shaped to be the product i am today because of the significant life lessons and experiences you taught me growing up. simply put, you are the best father of them all!
i admire your undying love to your family and siblings. you told me a story before that grandpa used to punished you because you used to steal a huge bag of rice from your harvest to give to your other younger siblings who were then living with your mom since your parents were separated. even up to this very day, you continue to give your siblings everything you can give them. sometimes, even if ther's nothing left for you.
your remarkable generosity to give and share your blessings to other people is inspiring. you have dedicated your life offering your services and goods to the unfortunate. when i was young in the philippines, you used to let the hundreds of native filipinos, who travelled 12 hours barefoot from the mountains, stay over at our house and backyard because you said you could not bear seeing them sleeping on the grounds of the public market waiting for the market to open. when old grandpa, who was the mayor of our town for 25 years died, everyone came to you for evey little problems and concerns, you gave a solution for every single queries and did not ask for anything in return.
as a father, you have exceeded my expectations. you are the only dad i know who washed her children's linen diapers by hand when washing machine was not even introduced. you are the only father i know who never hesitates and never embarrassed to buy a feminine maxi pad for her daughters when the situation calls for it. you are the only dad i know who lets his own children do their chores despite the fact that you hired three maids to do nothing but make sure we did our chores right---you said we had to learn how to do the basic things in life without any help of a maid.
you taught me everything i know: from cleaning the house without any trace of fingerprints or footprints, fishing with extreme patience, cooking the most difficult dishes there with all the right ingredients, ironing a uniform with defined straight lines on my clothes, making sure the white uniforms stay white with the proper handwashing and amount of clorox, riding a bike without falling on my face and teaching me the proper technique to pedal, teaching me how to write a mind boggling essay that will knock my teacher's socks off, showing me the secrets of solving arithmetics and mathematics problem the easy short cut way, escaping out of trouble and giving mom a "white lie" when i am cornered by mom to be punished ( ssshhh, it's out little secret), fixing a broken heart when a cad breaks my heart, serving the people nonjudgementally and asking nothing in return, and loving my family NO MATTER WHAT dramas are involved. i know i can count on you for anything.
there are so many things that i can mention and yet, a millions pages is not even enough to fill up the content of how good of a father you are; not only to me but to the many people who saw you as a father figure in their lives through the years. no matter what anyone say against you, in my eyes and in my heart, you remain to be the best father and best friend any child can have.
i am grateful to have you as my 'own' dad. God surely gave me the best one because the greatest compliment anyone could ever give me is when they say that I remind them so much of you.
you should be proud of yourself for a job well done for guding your own children an dother people's children the way to the right path. i love you, papa. i will continue to make you proud. stay healthy.
happy father's day and happy birthday.
always your number one fan,
len
fight for it
dear "popeye berto," ( that's my nickname for him)
i don't think i have enough words in the dictionary to describe how lucky i am to be given a father like you. i don't think i can even thank you enough for all the marvelous things you have done for me and given me. i am shaped to be the product i am today because of the significant life lessons and experiences you taught me growing up. simply put, you are the best father of them all!
i admire your undying love to your family and siblings. you told me a story before that grandpa used to punished you because you used to steal a huge bag of rice from your harvest to give to your other younger siblings who were then living with your mom since your parents were separated. even up to this very day, you continue to give your siblings everything you can give them. sometimes, even if ther's nothing left for you.
your remarkable generosity to give and share your blessings to other people is inspiring. you have dedicated your life offering your services and goods to the unfortunate. when i was young in the philippines, you used to let the hundreds of native filipinos, who travelled 12 hours barefoot from the mountains, stay over at our house and backyard because you said you could not bear seeing them sleeping on the grounds of the public market waiting for the market to open. when old grandpa, who was the mayor of our town for 25 years died, everyone came to you for evey little problems and concerns, you gave a solution for every single queries and did not ask for anything in return.
as a father, you have exceeded my expectations. you are the only dad i know who washed her children's linen diapers by hand when washing machine was not even introduced. you are the only father i know who never hesitates and never embarrassed to buy a feminine maxi pad for her daughters when the situation calls for it. you are the only dad i know who lets his own children do their chores despite the fact that you hired three maids to do nothing but make sure we did our chores right---you said we had to learn how to do the basic things in life without any help of a maid.
you taught me everything i know: from cleaning the house without any trace of fingerprints or footprints, fishing with extreme patience, cooking the most difficult dishes there with all the right ingredients, ironing a uniform with defined straight lines on my clothes, making sure the white uniforms stay white with the proper handwashing and amount of clorox, riding a bike without falling on my face and teaching me the proper technique to pedal, teaching me how to write a mind boggling essay that will knock my teacher's socks off, showing me the secrets of solving arithmetics and mathematics problem the easy short cut way, escaping out of trouble and giving mom a "white lie" when i am cornered by mom to be punished ( ssshhh, it's out little secret), fixing a broken heart when a cad breaks my heart, serving the people nonjudgementally and asking nothing in return, and loving my family NO MATTER WHAT dramas are involved. i know i can count on you for anything.
there are so many things that i can mention and yet, a millions pages is not even enough to fill up the content of how good of a father you are; not only to me but to the many people who saw you as a father figure in their lives through the years. no matter what anyone say against you, in my eyes and in my heart, you remain to be the best father and best friend any child can have.
i am grateful to have you as my 'own' dad. God surely gave me the best one because the greatest compliment anyone could ever give me is when they say that I remind them so much of you.
you should be proud of yourself for a job well done for guding your own children an dother people's children the way to the right path. i love you, papa. i will continue to make you proud. stay healthy.
happy father's day and happy birthday.
always your number one fan,
len
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Life is an opportunity; benefit from it.
Life is a beauty; admire it.
Life is a dream; realize it.
Life is a challenge; meet it.
Life is a duty; complete it.
Life is a game; play it.
Life is a promise; fulfill it.
Life is a sorrow; overcome it.
Life is a song; sing it.
Life is a struggle; accept it.
Life is a tragedy; comfort it.
Life is an adventure; dare it.
Life is luck; make it.
Life is L - I - F - E ; fight for it.
Life is a beauty; admire it.
Life is a dream; realize it.
Life is a challenge; meet it.
Life is a duty; complete it.
Life is a game; play it.
Life is a promise; fulfill it.
Life is a sorrow; overcome it.
Life is a song; sing it.
Life is a struggle; accept it.
Life is a tragedy; comfort it.
Life is an adventure; dare it.
Life is luck; make it.
Life is L - I - F - E ; fight for it.
Friday, June 16, 2006
he likes me, he likes me not
at ourcozy tuesday & thursday nights hangouts at burbank near the AMC theatres"what's up? how are you, partner? " he blurted as he approached me with cuddly hug and tight touch of my right hand. caught in the moment, i was surpised he actually did that yet i did not show any of the emotions. i even saw di staring our way and giving me a teasing grin.
for the past few weeks i have been with hanging out with di, he's been tagging along. we ate out, we watched every movie there is ( oneof the perks with di is that she has hook ups to all the new movies at no cost at all), tell stories and shared many laughters. sometimes, i would noticed him staring down my way. he seemed to find great humor in my jokes. like on job interview, he kept asking me things about myself.
two days ago, 2 in the morning at the vietnamese pho at koreatown, di was so uncomfortable talking to me. and i asked her what was wrong with her. and she slowly informed me that her brother in law's friend wants to court me. and that friend was the same guy who hugged me at burbank the night before.
truth is, i'm clueless on what to utter. i'm flattered but i am also scared. i feel like i am not ready to be courted again. i have made many guy mistakes in my past that the thought of having a guy there wanting to get to know me better gives me the creeps. besides, i left my heart in "pasadena."
at the same time, i think about AB. i wish he tells me what he feels for me. i wish we can be an item. i wish he and i can finally be together. why is life like that? there are people who we tend to attract but they are NOT the people we want or like to be with?
i think i am getting to the point of giving up of liking the guy who does not seem to know i like him so much. yet, another guy is setting his own desires to like me...and yet i feel like he does not know me enough to like me.
Lord, help me. Lord, give me a sign!
Life Just Isn't
at ourcozy tuesday & thursday nights hangouts at burbank near the AMC theatres"what's up? how are you, partner? " he blurted as he approached me with cuddly hug and tight touch of my right hand. caught in the moment, i was surpised he actually did that yet i did not show any of the emotions. i even saw di staring our way and giving me a teasing grin.
for the past few weeks i have been with hanging out with di, he's been tagging along. we ate out, we watched every movie there is ( oneof the perks with di is that she has hook ups to all the new movies at no cost at all), tell stories and shared many laughters. sometimes, i would noticed him staring down my way. he seemed to find great humor in my jokes. like on job interview, he kept asking me things about myself.
two days ago, 2 in the morning at the vietnamese pho at koreatown, di was so uncomfortable talking to me. and i asked her what was wrong with her. and she slowly informed me that her brother in law's friend wants to court me. and that friend was the same guy who hugged me at burbank the night before.
truth is, i'm clueless on what to utter. i'm flattered but i am also scared. i feel like i am not ready to be courted again. i have made many guy mistakes in my past that the thought of having a guy there wanting to get to know me better gives me the creeps. besides, i left my heart in "pasadena."
at the same time, i think about AB. i wish he tells me what he feels for me. i wish we can be an item. i wish he and i can finally be together. why is life like that? there are people who we tend to attract but they are NOT the people we want or like to be with?
i think i am getting to the point of giving up of liking the guy who does not seem to know i like him so much. yet, another guy is setting his own desires to like me...and yet i feel like he does not know me enough to like me.
Lord, help me. Lord, give me a sign!
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Life Just Isn't
Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about who/how many people call you. It's not about who you've dated, are dating, or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sports you play, or which guy or girl loves you. It's not about your shoes, your hair or the color of your skin, or where you live or what school you go to. In fact, it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that.
But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up to your friends and replacing inner hurt with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for what they are and not what they have. Life is about these things: KEEP IT SIMPLE.
spiritual reveries: POOR ? WHOSE POOR?
Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about who/how many people call you. It's not about who you've dated, are dating, or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sports you play, or which guy or girl loves you. It's not about your shoes, your hair or the color of your skin, or where you live or what school you go to. In fact, it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that.
But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up to your friends and replacing inner hurt with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for what they are and not what they have. Life is about these things: KEEP IT SIMPLE.
Friday, June 09, 2006
spiritual reveries: POOR? WHO'S POOR?
There is a story about a rich father who takes his son on a trip to the countryside to show how poor some people are. The child is quiet through the whole trip. On their way home, the father asks his son what he learned from the trip, to which the son responds: "Dad, I saw that we have one dog, and they have four. We have a nice swimming pool, but they have a nice creek. We have fancy lights and lanterns, but they have countless stars at night. We have high walls for protection, but they have friends. Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are." Poor indeed are those who do not let go of their comfort zones and let God into their lives.
{Lord, forgive us for sometimes, we don't realized how rich we are. That we have more than what other people can have inspite of the lack of material things. For the real meaning of richness in your eyes are the goodness and goodwill we have done here on earth. Let us remember Lord that when we return to you, we will leave all the tangible things we had here on earth and that the only wealth we can bring are the the connections we made with people. We asked you this in your name and glory. Amen}
THE TRUTHS ABOUT MAN AND WOMAN
There is a story about a rich father who takes his son on a trip to the countryside to show how poor some people are. The child is quiet through the whole trip. On their way home, the father asks his son what he learned from the trip, to which the son responds: "Dad, I saw that we have one dog, and they have four. We have a nice swimming pool, but they have a nice creek. We have fancy lights and lanterns, but they have countless stars at night. We have high walls for protection, but they have friends. Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are." Poor indeed are those who do not let go of their comfort zones and let God into their lives.
{Lord, forgive us for sometimes, we don't realized how rich we are. That we have more than what other people can have inspite of the lack of material things. For the real meaning of richness in your eyes are the goodness and goodwill we have done here on earth. Let us remember Lord that when we return to you, we will leave all the tangible things we had here on earth and that the only wealth we can bring are the the connections we made with people. We asked you this in your name and glory. Amen}
I GOT THIS FROM AN EMAIL TODAY AND WEIRD BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN STUCK IN MY HEAD. READ ON.
MEN AND WOMEN: THE TRUTH
THIS BLOG IS ABOUT:
LOVE | LUST | ROMANCE | LIES | PATIENCE | PSYCHOLOGY
MARRIAGE | PREGNANCY | BEAUTY | SEX | PORN | HOPE
WARNING: What you're about to read is based on hundreds of interviews,
surveys, books, and statistics I've assembled over the last few years. This
blog will piss a lot of you off. Why? Because a lot of you think you know
what love is. Well folks, I'm here to challenge that assumption. So get
your hate mail ready! And make sure you read everything! Enjoy!
FUN FACT: Most women (even the most beautiful)
are not satisfied with the way they look. Many guys
(even the drop dead ugly ones) think they're God's
gift to women.
TO THE LADIES:
PLEASE stop posting pictures that look nothing like you. Take off the big
sunglasses. Stop trying to be emo. Stop changing your hair and smiling
crooked just to hide your imperfections. If you want to post a picture that
looks NOTHING like yourself, then at least post one picture that DOES
look like you. (Preferably a picture of yourself RIGHT AFTER YOU
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING!)
I know you'll probably get less comments, but hey! At least you'll know
who your real friends are. =)
Seriously though, I know that underneath it all, you just want to be loved and
liked (and envied), but don't sacrifice who you REALLY are just for attention.
* * *
DRESS RESPECTABLY:
If you decide to wear clothes showing off half your tits, and skirts showing
99 percent of your thighs, then for goodness sake, do NOT get mad when
guys approach you for the purpose of JUST sex.
When us guys see you dressing skimpy, we do NOT think to ourselves:
"Hey. Check out that lovely young lady. She's exactly the kind of woman
I want to marry and take home to my mother."
NO. When guys see you dressed like that,
we all ask each other the magic question:
"Would you hit that?"
MY ADVICE: "If it's not on the menu, DON'T ADVERTISE IT."
If you'd like to be treated with respect, then dress respectfully.
It's not rocket science.
* * *
TO THE FELLAS:
You're not gangsta. I hate to break it to you, but REAL gangstas don't
have myspace. Stop puckering your lips for the camera to look sexy.
Stop dogging the camera like you're all hard.
That's not what REAL MEN do.
REAL MEN GIVE RESPECT TO EARN RESPECT.
REAL MEN treat women as God's creations. NOT as sex objects.
REAL MEN stick up for those who can't stick up for themselves.
REAL MEN don't get into fights just 'cus someone dogged them.
REAL MEN don't get into fights 'cus of stupid rumors.
REAL MEN fight to protect their wives and children.
REAL MEN fight injustice.
REAL MEN fight racism!
* * *
So to all the MEN and WOMEN reading this:
Please, be yourselves.
Be the REAL you. Stop trying to build up this "illusion" of what you wish
people saw you as. If you constantly pretend to be something you're not,
you'll never meet REAL friends. You'll never marry a person who loves
you for the REAL you.
* * *
FUN FACT: The smartest people in the world are MEN!
The stupidest people in the world are ALSO men!
Women tend to be more balanced when it comes
to intelligence and skills.
WHY?
Because the human brain is divided into two hemispheres (the left
hemisphere and the right hemisphere), AND while women use both
hemispheres, men tend to use ONE side more than the other.
This would explain why
WOMEN ARE BETTER AT MULTI-TASKING.
I cannot count the number of times I've seen a woman talking on her
cell phone, doing her makeup, and changing a CD...
ALL WHILE DRIVING HER CAR!
MEN, ON THE OTHER HAND, THINK IN A BOX.
If you're telling him to do something while he's watching football
(or playing Halo), he won't remember what the hell you told him.
This MIGHT seem like a bad thing, BUT being able to think
about ONE thing at a time makes him a DEEPER thinker.
Ever wonder why most philosophers are MEN?
* * *
OUR DIFFERENCES BRING
BALANCE TO EACH OTHER:
MEN are usually laid back.
This helps a woman loosen up when she's stressing out.
Women are usually more organized.
This helps men when they're procrastinating too much.
(Ladies, you can call yourselves procrastinators all you want,
BUT you can never out-procrastinate a guy. TRUST ME.)
MEN are usually more calm when something BAD happens.
This is good for women because they tend to panic more easily.
MEN can sometimes be very insensitive.
WOMEN are usually more compassionate and caring.
Don't believe me?
Let a random man hold a baby,
and the baby will probably start crying.
Let a random woman hold a baby,
and the baby will probably start laughing and smiling.
Most women want a man to win/earn their heart.
Men like to compete and WIN.
MEN are stronger physically.
WOMEN are stronger verbally.
So, to all the men reading this:
USE your strength to protect women and raise children.
Don't use your strength to abuse and take advantage of them.
As for the women?
USE your words to build up and encourage men and children.
Don't use your words to gossip and nag about everything.
God has created BOTH men and women with unique traits. As we live with
one another, we must learn how to find BALANCE in our strengths and
weaknesses. We must learn how to work together and LOVE one another.
ADVICE FOR MEN:
Women LOVE affection. So learn to show your appreciation with gifts
and well-planned dates! BE CREATIVE. Roses, candy, and stuffed
animals WILL get old after a while. When a woman complains to you,
it doesn't necessarily mean she wants you to give her advice.
Sometimes she just wants you to SHUT UP and LISTEN!
ADVICE FOR WOMEN:
Men WANT respect. Sometimes all a guy really wants to hear is:
"I believe in you" or "I know you can do it."
Learn to show your appreciation for the little things he does.
Sometimes he REALLY does try to be considerate, but you
just don't notice.
ADVICE FOR BOTH:
Respect the little differences. And be sure to RESPECT THE SPACE!
Sometimes we all need some time to just BREATHE. Men, let your woman
go to Forever 21 with her girlfriends. Let her watch Oprah without constantly
repeating how "gay" the show is. AND ABOVE ALL ELSE:
PLEASE... don't talk back when she's on her P-E-R-I-O-D.
Because if you do... May God have mercy on your soul.
AND ladies? Let your man play some Halo 2! Let him watch the Lakers!
Let him fart in his hand and cover it over his homie's face! (Because ladies,
i know some of you do the SAME exact thing when guys aren't around. ;P)
* * *
Temptation 1: ROMANTIC COMEDIES
Don't get me wrong! I LOVE movies like "A Walk to Remember,"
"The Notebook," "Love Actually," "The Little Mermaid," and
"Serendipity," BUT if you think great LOVE STORIES can be
found this easily... you're sadly mistaken.
Temptation 2: LOVE SONGS
Do any of these songs look familiar? =)
Believe it or not, movies and music can really influence you.
FOR EXAMPLE:
A good horror movie will keep you up all night.
Listening to Lil' Jon will make you want to sock someone's face.
Likewise, romantic comedies can make you THINK you're in love when
you're really not. They can make you BELIEVE "everyone's falling in love
EXCEPT you." As for love songs, they will either keep you depressed (if
you just broke up with someone), or tempt you into hooking up with
some random guy/girl who's nowhere NEAR ready for a relationship.
Temptation 3: PORNOGRAPHY
Hey fellas. I know most of you think "there's nothin' wrong with a little
Jenna Jameson after a hard days work", but... I disagree.
When you're done watching porn and you've finished
"laying the smackdown" on yourself, you are left with
more than just sticky hands and wadded up kleenex.
You are left with images BURNED into your mind.
You can go to internet explorer and hit "CLEAR HISTORY"...
You can locate your Limewire folders and delete all your videos...
You can even throw out all your Playboy mags and hardcore xxx tapes...
Regardless, the images will still haunt you.
When you're having a simple conversation with a close female friend,
you begin to imagine THEIR FACE on the bodies of your favorite
porn stars. You don't mean to, but "you can't help it."
It becomes harder to stay faithful to your girlfriend/wife.
It becomes harder to concentrate when you're around women.
You begin to think you're "in love" when you're actually just horny.
This MIGHT seem like a joke for you, but if you're seriously struggling
with porn, and find yourself watching it everyday, check out this website:
This site is not only helpful, but really funny!
You see... Whether you admit it or NOT. the more porn you watch,
the CRAZIER your addiction becomes. It starts off with regular porn,
but then you get tired of it. Suddenly, you find yourself watching
bestiality, lolitas, hentai, and shemales! Before you know it, you
get to the point where you're watching girls peeing and crapping
all over each other! SO PLEASE...
FIGHT IT. THIS KIND OF STUFF
CAN REALLY MESS YOU UP.
IT DESTROYS MARRIAGES
ALL THE TIME.
* * *
Women are great liars. As good as they are at lying to
others, they are even better at lying to themselves.
STUPID LIES GIRLS SAY:
"I can't help it! I'm in love!"
"I can change him!"
"But he needs me!"
DESPERATE HOUSE LIES:
"If you really love me, you won't leave me!"
"If you breakup with me, I'll kill myself!"
"If you leave me, I'll hurt you!"
"I'm pregnant!"
* * *
Some of us take our HEART BREAKS to another level by immediately
hooking up with another person after we just broke up. This is our
desperate attempt to get our ex jealous OR to forget the pain.
This explains why SOME people get addicted to clubbing,
partying, drinking, and getting high. They're NOT trying
to "just have fun"...
THEY ARE DESPERATELY AVOIDING REALITY.
THEY ARE RUNNING FROM THE PAIN OF THEIR PAST.
LADIES and GENTLEMEN, this is not love.
This is infatuation. Love does NOT make you do STUPID things.
Love is a commitment to do what's BEST for another person.
(Even if that means breaking up with them)
ANSWER THIS QUESTION HONESTLY:
Have you ever thought you were "IN LOVE,"
but later realized you were lying to yourself?
If you have... could it be that maybe...
JUST MAYBE, you might be wrong right now?
* * *
WHAT IS LOVE?
"Whoever is without Love does not know God,
for GOD IS LOVE!" --1 John 4:8
If God is Love... Then why is he hardly
the center of most of our relationships?
If God is Love...
Then why not ask HIM for advice
when it comes to understanding what TRUE Love is?
Going to anyone else is like going to a Honda
Dealership for a Volkswagen part.
MYTH: All men are jerks!
TRUTH: Anyone who believes this statement is an idiot.
There are plenty of great guys all around. These are the
guys who comfort you when jerks break your heart.
Theyre the ones who dont always tell you what you
want to hear, but what you need to hear.
* * *
WORD OF THE DAY:
incentive. Something, such as the fear of punishment or
the expectation of reward, that induces action or motivates effort.
* * *
FUN FACT: BOYS follow incentives.
If you date a boy while hes still a boy, guess what?
Hell stay a boy. This is because you REWARD HIM
before he has a chance to grow up.
BUT if you make a boy WAIT and become a MAN before
he can date you, this will eliminate the odds of you dating a jerk!
Believe it or NOT, guys who are made to WAIT are far more likely
to be faithful to you, than the average guy!
* * *
If any of you "NICE GUYS" are reading this blog, and you can RELATE to
what I'm saying, then here's some words of encouragement for you:
"Nice guys DON'T finish last.
They LAST to the finish."
If a girl passes you up because she wants to date a GUY
that her girlfriends think is cuter, then it's HER LOSS.
DON'T rush into random relationships in hopes of eventually finding
the right person! BE PATIENT. Let God write your love story.
See. I don't know about you, but I'd rather have a LOVE STORY filled
with twists and turns, than a bunch of failed relationships full of
MISTAKES, LIES, and DECEIT!
So...
SLOW DOWN people.
Let Go and Let God!
* * *
MY ADVICE: "Don't date someone unless you consider marrying them."
"WHAT?!? BeeJay!!!
Have you lost your mind??"
Let's sit and think about it. When you date someone, YOU might think it's
"just for fun," but there's no way of predicting FEELINGS that might
eventually grow. What if you FALL for someone, and they don't fall
for you? Who gets hurt?
What if you date someone for fun, sex, and scamming,
and they end up falling for you? Now they're the one who gets hurt?
In other words,
make sure you choose carefully who you date because FEELINGS
are involved. If you play with feelings, you can REALLY hurt someone.
In fact, some of you are STILL hurt because of a few people you've dated.
So take dating seriously. PLEASE.
MY ADVICE: Don't "play" hard to get. BE hard to get!
Having a great "LOVE LIFE"
means MORE than finding the right person.
You also have to BE the right person!
* * *
MY BROTHER'S ARTICLE
MEN AND WOMEN: THE TRUTH
THIS BLOG IS ABOUT:
LOVE | LUST | ROMANCE | LIES | PATIENCE | PSYCHOLOGY
MARRIAGE | PREGNANCY | BEAUTY | SEX | PORN | HOPE
WARNING: What you're about to read is based on hundreds of interviews,
surveys, books, and statistics I've assembled over the last few years. This
blog will piss a lot of you off. Why? Because a lot of you think you know
what love is. Well folks, I'm here to challenge that assumption. So get
your hate mail ready! And make sure you read everything! Enjoy!
FUN FACT: Most women (even the most beautiful)
are not satisfied with the way they look. Many guys
(even the drop dead ugly ones) think they're God's
gift to women.
TO THE LADIES:
PLEASE stop posting pictures that look nothing like you. Take off the big
sunglasses. Stop trying to be emo. Stop changing your hair and smiling
crooked just to hide your imperfections. If you want to post a picture that
looks NOTHING like yourself, then at least post one picture that DOES
look like you. (Preferably a picture of yourself RIGHT AFTER YOU
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING!)
I know you'll probably get less comments, but hey! At least you'll know
who your real friends are. =)
Seriously though, I know that underneath it all, you just want to be loved and
liked (and envied), but don't sacrifice who you REALLY are just for attention.
* * *
DRESS RESPECTABLY:
If you decide to wear clothes showing off half your tits, and skirts showing
99 percent of your thighs, then for goodness sake, do NOT get mad when
guys approach you for the purpose of JUST sex.
When us guys see you dressing skimpy, we do NOT think to ourselves:
"Hey. Check out that lovely young lady. She's exactly the kind of woman
I want to marry and take home to my mother."
NO. When guys see you dressed like that,
we all ask each other the magic question:
"Would you hit that?"
MY ADVICE: "If it's not on the menu, DON'T ADVERTISE IT."
If you'd like to be treated with respect, then dress respectfully.
It's not rocket science.
* * *
TO THE FELLAS:
You're not gangsta. I hate to break it to you, but REAL gangstas don't
have myspace. Stop puckering your lips for the camera to look sexy.
Stop dogging the camera like you're all hard.
That's not what REAL MEN do.
REAL MEN GIVE RESPECT TO EARN RESPECT.
REAL MEN treat women as God's creations. NOT as sex objects.
REAL MEN stick up for those who can't stick up for themselves.
REAL MEN don't get into fights just 'cus someone dogged them.
REAL MEN don't get into fights 'cus of stupid rumors.
REAL MEN fight to protect their wives and children.
REAL MEN fight injustice.
REAL MEN fight racism!
* * *
So to all the MEN and WOMEN reading this:
Please, be yourselves.
Be the REAL you. Stop trying to build up this "illusion" of what you wish
people saw you as. If you constantly pretend to be something you're not,
you'll never meet REAL friends. You'll never marry a person who loves
you for the REAL you.
* * *
FUN FACT: The smartest people in the world are MEN!
The stupidest people in the world are ALSO men!
Women tend to be more balanced when it comes
to intelligence and skills.
WHY?
Because the human brain is divided into two hemispheres (the left
hemisphere and the right hemisphere), AND while women use both
hemispheres, men tend to use ONE side more than the other.
This would explain why
WOMEN ARE BETTER AT MULTI-TASKING.
I cannot count the number of times I've seen a woman talking on her
cell phone, doing her makeup, and changing a CD...
ALL WHILE DRIVING HER CAR!
MEN, ON THE OTHER HAND, THINK IN A BOX.
If you're telling him to do something while he's watching football
(or playing Halo), he won't remember what the hell you told him.
This MIGHT seem like a bad thing, BUT being able to think
about ONE thing at a time makes him a DEEPER thinker.
Ever wonder why most philosophers are MEN?
* * *
OUR DIFFERENCES BRING
BALANCE TO EACH OTHER:
MEN are usually laid back.
This helps a woman loosen up when she's stressing out.
Women are usually more organized.
This helps men when they're procrastinating too much.
(Ladies, you can call yourselves procrastinators all you want,
BUT you can never out-procrastinate a guy. TRUST ME.)
MEN are usually more calm when something BAD happens.
This is good for women because they tend to panic more easily.
MEN can sometimes be very insensitive.
WOMEN are usually more compassionate and caring.
Don't believe me?
Let a random man hold a baby,
and the baby will probably start crying.
Let a random woman hold a baby,
and the baby will probably start laughing and smiling.
Most women want a man to win/earn their heart.
Men like to compete and WIN.
MEN are stronger physically.
WOMEN are stronger verbally.
So, to all the men reading this:
USE your strength to protect women and raise children.
Don't use your strength to abuse and take advantage of them.
As for the women?
USE your words to build up and encourage men and children.
Don't use your words to gossip and nag about everything.
God has created BOTH men and women with unique traits. As we live with
one another, we must learn how to find BALANCE in our strengths and
weaknesses. We must learn how to work together and LOVE one another.
ADVICE FOR MEN:
Women LOVE affection. So learn to show your appreciation with gifts
and well-planned dates! BE CREATIVE. Roses, candy, and stuffed
animals WILL get old after a while. When a woman complains to you,
it doesn't necessarily mean she wants you to give her advice.
Sometimes she just wants you to SHUT UP and LISTEN!
ADVICE FOR WOMEN:
Men WANT respect. Sometimes all a guy really wants to hear is:
"I believe in you" or "I know you can do it."
Learn to show your appreciation for the little things he does.
Sometimes he REALLY does try to be considerate, but you
just don't notice.
ADVICE FOR BOTH:
Respect the little differences. And be sure to RESPECT THE SPACE!
Sometimes we all need some time to just BREATHE. Men, let your woman
go to Forever 21 with her girlfriends. Let her watch Oprah without constantly
repeating how "gay" the show is. AND ABOVE ALL ELSE:
PLEASE... don't talk back when she's on her P-E-R-I-O-D.
Because if you do... May God have mercy on your soul.
AND ladies? Let your man play some Halo 2! Let him watch the Lakers!
Let him fart in his hand and cover it over his homie's face! (Because ladies,
i know some of you do the SAME exact thing when guys aren't around. ;P)
* * *
Temptation 1: ROMANTIC COMEDIES
Don't get me wrong! I LOVE movies like "A Walk to Remember,"
"The Notebook," "Love Actually," "The Little Mermaid," and
"Serendipity," BUT if you think great LOVE STORIES can be
found this easily... you're sadly mistaken.
Temptation 2: LOVE SONGS
Do any of these songs look familiar? =)
Believe it or not, movies and music can really influence you.
FOR EXAMPLE:
A good horror movie will keep you up all night.
Listening to Lil' Jon will make you want to sock someone's face.
Likewise, romantic comedies can make you THINK you're in love when
you're really not. They can make you BELIEVE "everyone's falling in love
EXCEPT you." As for love songs, they will either keep you depressed (if
you just broke up with someone), or tempt you into hooking up with
some random guy/girl who's nowhere NEAR ready for a relationship.
Temptation 3: PORNOGRAPHY
Hey fellas. I know most of you think "there's nothin' wrong with a little
Jenna Jameson after a hard days work", but... I disagree.
When you're done watching porn and you've finished
"laying the smackdown" on yourself, you are left with
more than just sticky hands and wadded up kleenex.
You are left with images BURNED into your mind.
You can go to internet explorer and hit "CLEAR HISTORY"...
You can locate your Limewire folders and delete all your videos...
You can even throw out all your Playboy mags and hardcore xxx tapes...
Regardless, the images will still haunt you.
When you're having a simple conversation with a close female friend,
you begin to imagine THEIR FACE on the bodies of your favorite
porn stars. You don't mean to, but "you can't help it."
It becomes harder to stay faithful to your girlfriend/wife.
It becomes harder to concentrate when you're around women.
You begin to think you're "in love" when you're actually just horny.
This MIGHT seem like a joke for you, but if you're seriously struggling
with porn, and find yourself watching it everyday, check out this website:
This site is not only helpful, but really funny!
You see... Whether you admit it or NOT. the more porn you watch,
the CRAZIER your addiction becomes. It starts off with regular porn,
but then you get tired of it. Suddenly, you find yourself watching
bestiality, lolitas, hentai, and shemales! Before you know it, you
get to the point where you're watching girls peeing and crapping
all over each other! SO PLEASE...
FIGHT IT. THIS KIND OF STUFF
CAN REALLY MESS YOU UP.
IT DESTROYS MARRIAGES
ALL THE TIME.
* * *
Women are great liars. As good as they are at lying to
others, they are even better at lying to themselves.
STUPID LIES GIRLS SAY:
"I can't help it! I'm in love!"
"I can change him!"
"But he needs me!"
DESPERATE HOUSE LIES:
"If you really love me, you won't leave me!"
"If you breakup with me, I'll kill myself!"
"If you leave me, I'll hurt you!"
"I'm pregnant!"
* * *
Some of us take our HEART BREAKS to another level by immediately
hooking up with another person after we just broke up. This is our
desperate attempt to get our ex jealous OR to forget the pain.
This explains why SOME people get addicted to clubbing,
partying, drinking, and getting high. They're NOT trying
to "just have fun"...
THEY ARE DESPERATELY AVOIDING REALITY.
THEY ARE RUNNING FROM THE PAIN OF THEIR PAST.
LADIES and GENTLEMEN, this is not love.
This is infatuation. Love does NOT make you do STUPID things.
Love is a commitment to do what's BEST for another person.
(Even if that means breaking up with them)
ANSWER THIS QUESTION HONESTLY:
Have you ever thought you were "IN LOVE,"
but later realized you were lying to yourself?
If you have... could it be that maybe...
JUST MAYBE, you might be wrong right now?
* * *
WHAT IS LOVE?
"Whoever is without Love does not know God,
for GOD IS LOVE!" --1 John 4:8
If God is Love... Then why is he hardly
the center of most of our relationships?
If God is Love...
Then why not ask HIM for advice
when it comes to understanding what TRUE Love is?
Going to anyone else is like going to a Honda
Dealership for a Volkswagen part.
MYTH: All men are jerks!
TRUTH: Anyone who believes this statement is an idiot.
There are plenty of great guys all around. These are the
guys who comfort you when jerks break your heart.
Theyre the ones who dont always tell you what you
want to hear, but what you need to hear.
* * *
WORD OF THE DAY:
incentive. Something, such as the fear of punishment or
the expectation of reward, that induces action or motivates effort.
* * *
FUN FACT: BOYS follow incentives.
If you date a boy while hes still a boy, guess what?
Hell stay a boy. This is because you REWARD HIM
before he has a chance to grow up.
BUT if you make a boy WAIT and become a MAN before
he can date you, this will eliminate the odds of you dating a jerk!
Believe it or NOT, guys who are made to WAIT are far more likely
to be faithful to you, than the average guy!
* * *
If any of you "NICE GUYS" are reading this blog, and you can RELATE to
what I'm saying, then here's some words of encouragement for you:
"Nice guys DON'T finish last.
They LAST to the finish."
If a girl passes you up because she wants to date a GUY
that her girlfriends think is cuter, then it's HER LOSS.
DON'T rush into random relationships in hopes of eventually finding
the right person! BE PATIENT. Let God write your love story.
See. I don't know about you, but I'd rather have a LOVE STORY filled
with twists and turns, than a bunch of failed relationships full of
MISTAKES, LIES, and DECEIT!
So...
SLOW DOWN people.
Let Go and Let God!
* * *
MY ADVICE: "Don't date someone unless you consider marrying them."
"WHAT?!? BeeJay!!!
Have you lost your mind??"
Let's sit and think about it. When you date someone, YOU might think it's
"just for fun," but there's no way of predicting FEELINGS that might
eventually grow. What if you FALL for someone, and they don't fall
for you? Who gets hurt?
What if you date someone for fun, sex, and scamming,
and they end up falling for you? Now they're the one who gets hurt?
In other words,
make sure you choose carefully who you date because FEELINGS
are involved. If you play with feelings, you can REALLY hurt someone.
In fact, some of you are STILL hurt because of a few people you've dated.
So take dating seriously. PLEASE.
MY ADVICE: Don't "play" hard to get. BE hard to get!
Having a great "LOVE LIFE"
means MORE than finding the right person.
You also have to BE the right person!
* * *
MY BROTHER'S ARTICLE
MY BROTHER'S ARTICLE
We're so proud of our brother, Norbert 'LA' dela Cruz III. He has won FIRST Place in several award giving organizations nationwide including Spotlight Awards and Emerging Young Artist. He is also awarded with full scholarship with the best and most presitigious colleges in US including Julliard School in New York. This fall he will be one of the 12 male chosen dancers who will enter Julliard out of the thousands that auditioned all over United States. Recently, he is featured in Los Angeles Asian Channel on Channel 18. Just last week, he was on the frontpage of Los Angeles Asian Journal. His love for his craft, for the Lord and his family is inspiring. His dedication to dance is remarkable. I've watched him dance so many times and up to this day, it never fails to take my breath away. he is never timid to represent himself to be a proud Filipino and Asian. As a sister, I can't even describe how proud all are. Well, just want to share this to everyone. If you want to read the article,
CLICK HERE
OR
YOU CAN GO TO http://www.asianjournal.com/?c=124&a=13425
spiritual reveries: THE PASSION
MY BROTHER'S ARTICLE
We're so proud of our brother, Norbert 'LA' dela Cruz III. He has won FIRST Place in several award giving organizations nationwide including Spotlight Awards and Emerging Young Artist. He is also awarded with full scholarship with the best and most presitigious colleges in US including Julliard School in New York. This fall he will be one of the 12 male chosen dancers who will enter Julliard out of the thousands that auditioned all over United States. Recently, he is featured in Los Angeles Asian Channel on Channel 18. Just last week, he was on the frontpage of Los Angeles Asian Journal. His love for his craft, for the Lord and his family is inspiring. His dedication to dance is remarkable. I've watched him dance so many times and up to this day, it never fails to take my breath away. he is never timid to represent himself to be a proud Filipino and Asian. As a sister, I can't even describe how proud all are. Well, just want to share this to everyone. If you want to read the article,
CLICK HERE
OR
YOU CAN GO TO http://www.asianjournal.com/?c=124&a=13425
spiritual reveries: THE PASSION
I was able to watch a rerun of Fr. Jerry M. Orbos, SVD’s Palm Sunday Recollection on TV the other day. The salient points of his sermon that hit me was about passion or our lack of it. I was not just touched. I was floored.
I agree with him. It seems that people today have lost the passion or "feelings" in the endeavors in life. Passion not just in our beliefs and veneration to our Creator but also in how we have lived our life. We have perhaps succumbed to the rigors of this life. We have lost hope and accepted mediocrity. We value quantity more than quality. As the song by the Righteous Brothers goes, "You’ve lost that loving feeling, now its gone, gone, gone…woooooh"
Whoa indeed!
Do you still give your 100% in the things you do? Do you still give your best in each task? Is good, good enough or to be great is great? If in difficult times, do you just roll over and die? Or face the adversities even to the point of being a Don Quixote? Do you treat your job as if it was not a job? Or are you just a 9-5 worker who cares just about the time and the pay? When you help, do you give our hand or do offer even your arms? With outstretched arms? Or clenched fist? Do you give until it hurts or only at your own convenience? Is it really service or just a hidden agenda?
Today is a day for reflection. Let us rethink all we have done these past few years. Remember that today, on Good Friday, Jesus "gave his all" for us. He gave his 101% for us sinners and strangers. He gave his own life for us. He could have chosen not to. He could have chosen not to be humiliated. He could have chosen a less painful death. But he didn’t. He chose excruciating pain. He chose a horrible death on the cross. Without any qualms, without any regret. He knew these would happen. But chose to let it all happen. In accordance to His Father’s will. With all His love and passion.
Let us live our lives with passion again. To live our life with enthusiasm and gusto. To accept the imperfection and negativity but dwell in life’s possibilities and positivity. Life is invaluable and sacred to be lived with mediocrity. Life is so precious to just drift away wantonly. Jesus Christ gave up His life passionately so that we will live.
As the song ends, "Bring back that loving feeling, Cause it's gone…gone…gone, and I can't go on, noooo…
Here is the complete lyrics of the song:
You've Lost That Loving Feeling Lyrics
Artist: Righteous Brothers
Album: You've Lost That Loving Feeling
You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips.
And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips.
You're trying hard not to show it, (baby).
But baby, baby I know it…
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone…gone…gone…wooooooh.
Now there's no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you.
And now your're starting to critisize little things I do.
It makes me just feel like crying, (baby).
'Cause baby, something in you is dying.
You lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone…gone…gone…woooooah
Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you.
If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah.
We had a love…a love…a love you don't find everyday.
So don't…don't…don't…don't let it slip away.
Baby (baby), baby (baby),
I beg of you please…please,
I need your love (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love),
So bring it on back (So bring it on back), Bring it on back (so bring it on back).
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone…gone…gone,
and I can't go on,
noooo…
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone…gone…
THE TESTIMONY
I was able to watch a rerun of Fr. Jerry M. Orbos, SVD’s Palm Sunday Recollection on TV the other day. The salient points of his sermon that hit me was about passion or our lack of it. I was not just touched. I was floored.
I agree with him. It seems that people today have lost the passion or "feelings" in the endeavors in life. Passion not just in our beliefs and veneration to our Creator but also in how we have lived our life. We have perhaps succumbed to the rigors of this life. We have lost hope and accepted mediocrity. We value quantity more than quality. As the song by the Righteous Brothers goes, "You’ve lost that loving feeling, now its gone, gone, gone…woooooh"
Whoa indeed!
Do you still give your 100% in the things you do? Do you still give your best in each task? Is good, good enough or to be great is great? If in difficult times, do you just roll over and die? Or face the adversities even to the point of being a Don Quixote? Do you treat your job as if it was not a job? Or are you just a 9-5 worker who cares just about the time and the pay? When you help, do you give our hand or do offer even your arms? With outstretched arms? Or clenched fist? Do you give until it hurts or only at your own convenience? Is it really service or just a hidden agenda?
Today is a day for reflection. Let us rethink all we have done these past few years. Remember that today, on Good Friday, Jesus "gave his all" for us. He gave his 101% for us sinners and strangers. He gave his own life for us. He could have chosen not to. He could have chosen not to be humiliated. He could have chosen a less painful death. But he didn’t. He chose excruciating pain. He chose a horrible death on the cross. Without any qualms, without any regret. He knew these would happen. But chose to let it all happen. In accordance to His Father’s will. With all His love and passion.
Let us live our lives with passion again. To live our life with enthusiasm and gusto. To accept the imperfection and negativity but dwell in life’s possibilities and positivity. Life is invaluable and sacred to be lived with mediocrity. Life is so precious to just drift away wantonly. Jesus Christ gave up His life passionately so that we will live.
As the song ends, "Bring back that loving feeling, Cause it's gone…gone…gone, and I can't go on, noooo…
Here is the complete lyrics of the song:
You've Lost That Loving Feeling Lyrics
Artist: Righteous Brothers
Album: You've Lost That Loving Feeling
You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips.
And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips.
You're trying hard not to show it, (baby).
But baby, baby I know it…
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone…gone…gone…wooooooh.
Now there's no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you.
And now your're starting to critisize little things I do.
It makes me just feel like crying, (baby).
'Cause baby, something in you is dying.
You lost that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling,
You've lost that lovin' feeling,
Now it's gone…gone…gone…woooooah
Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you.
If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah.
We had a love…a love…a love you don't find everyday.
So don't…don't…don't…don't let it slip away.
Baby (baby), baby (baby),
I beg of you please…please,
I need your love (I need your love), I need your love (I need your love),
So bring it on back (So bring it on back), Bring it on back (so bring it on back).
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone…gone…gone,
and I can't go on,
noooo…
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
Whoa, that lovin' feeling
Bring back that lovin' feeling,
'Cause it's gone…gone…
Sunday, June 04, 2006
THE TESTIMONY
in the midst all of the chaos of packing all her stuff as they are moving into another house, she ran into her divorce papers and all other annulment documents. one of these papers was a written testimony from her best friend. it's been years since she took glance of those papers. nevermind the divorce and the annulment; but her friend's testimony brought tears to her eyes.
it was such a tearjerking tribute to her. her creative description not only touched her heart but touched her soul. in that written testimony, her friend alomost seemed to write her story: "a lady who got balls" is the best way to describe her. "she" was a everything rolled into one: a loving mother whose determination to give her child everthing is limitless, a hardworking individual trying to better herself each and every time whether it is her very demanding career or her busy studies, a selfless lover who gives it all when she loves, a concerned daughter and sibling whose love for her family continues despite all of it's dramas and challenges, above all, a true friend who fights for and with her friend no matter what the battle is.
reading that entry made her reevaluate herself. all these years passed by and yet, she feels as if she lost touched with that same person described in that musing. but reading her friend's entry brought her back to who she was: the strong one who is not going to back out on life's battles, the determined one who is ready to dream and achiever no matter how hard and how long it takes, the brave one who was ready to face the world no matter what the world throws at her, the martyr one who loves with all her heart and follows her heart regardless of what other people say.
after all the sun and storms, after all the tears and joys, after all the ups and downs of life's cycle, after all that she has been through: the ugly divorce, the dramas within family, her sacrifices to leave where she came from and to leave her lovedones there, her struggles to become someone....SHE'S STILL HERE....SURVIVING LIFE'S CHALLENGE one step at a time. she definitely made it through the rain.
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" We are pressed on every side by troubles. But we are not crushed and broken. We are perplxed but we don't give up and quit. We are hunted down but God never abandons us. We can get knocked down but we will get up again and keep going..."
2 CORINTHIANS 4: 8-9
"....Count it all joys when you fall into various trials...."
JAMES 1: 2
spiritual reveries: WHO AM I
in the midst all of the chaos of packing all her stuff as they are moving into another house, she ran into her divorce papers and all other annulment documents. one of these papers was a written testimony from her best friend. it's been years since she took glance of those papers. nevermind the divorce and the annulment; but her friend's testimony brought tears to her eyes.
it was such a tearjerking tribute to her. her creative description not only touched her heart but touched her soul. in that written testimony, her friend alomost seemed to write her story: "a lady who got balls" is the best way to describe her. "she" was a everything rolled into one: a loving mother whose determination to give her child everthing is limitless, a hardworking individual trying to better herself each and every time whether it is her very demanding career or her busy studies, a selfless lover who gives it all when she loves, a concerned daughter and sibling whose love for her family continues despite all of it's dramas and challenges, above all, a true friend who fights for and with her friend no matter what the battle is.
reading that entry made her reevaluate herself. all these years passed by and yet, she feels as if she lost touched with that same person described in that musing. but reading her friend's entry brought her back to who she was: the strong one who is not going to back out on life's battles, the determined one who is ready to dream and achiever no matter how hard and how long it takes, the brave one who was ready to face the world no matter what the world throws at her, the martyr one who loves with all her heart and follows her heart regardless of what other people say.
after all the sun and storms, after all the tears and joys, after all the ups and downs of life's cycle, after all that she has been through: the ugly divorce, the dramas within family, her sacrifices to leave where she came from and to leave her lovedones there, her struggles to become someone....SHE'S STILL HERE....SURVIVING LIFE'S CHALLENGE one step at a time. she definitely made it through the rain.
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" We are pressed on every side by troubles. But we are not crushed and broken. We are perplxed but we don't give up and quit. We are hunted down but God never abandons us. We can get knocked down but we will get up again and keep going..."
2 CORINTHIANS 4: 8-9
"....Count it all joys when you fall into various trials...."
JAMES 1: 2
Friday, June 02, 2006
who am i
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.
Chorus:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.
Chorus 2x
I am yours.
I am yours.
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.
I am yours.
gratzi
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.
Chorus:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.
Chorus 2x
I am yours.
I am yours.
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.
I am yours.
dear boy,
how many pages of diaries have i filled up writing my thoughts? how many blogs have i type in years? countless, really. strange how many of my wellversed entries here consisted of you. yet, many times before, when i am infront of you, i can never mention a single sentence about what i feel.
so when you texted me on the cell that day and asked what was bothering me, i layed all my unsaid frsutrations and hidden feelings on that elongated SMS. and i waited for your answer.
then you finally responded, you said you loved me and you loved being around me and that you never intended to hurt me...in anyway. my jaw dropped again. i could have texted you more but i ended that text with silence. i never talked to you about it again.
when rossini's brother passed away and i asked you a favor if you can drive me to the viewing, you never hesitated. you NEVER turned me down. and all these years we have been friends, that's one thing that i LOVED most about you. having you there and pretending that none of the texts we previously exchanged existed was a mixed of emotions.
but being with you there has always been priceless. your grinning smile, your addictive laughters, your "food craves," the way you pretend to speak fluent tagalag to my friend eventhough we hardly speak it infront of people together, EH....every single minute spent with you is worth well spent. you are heaven to my hell days.
where do we go from here? i don't even know. but i prayed for that text that at leaset you'd answer it and tell me what you feel because i could nto wasit any longer. and i prayed to be with you that difficult day. and i continue to pray. so far, He has answered most of what i have asked for.
i live each day as if there is no tomorrow: filled with dreams, laughters and love. half of the love i recieved in my everydays comes from you. and i think i would be selfish if i ask for more. i should be grateful.
so, AB, thank you for loving me. you've been wonderful. can't wait to be with you again.
len
how many pages of diaries have i filled up writing my thoughts? how many blogs have i type in years? countless, really. strange how many of my wellversed entries here consisted of you. yet, many times before, when i am infront of you, i can never mention a single sentence about what i feel.
so when you texted me on the cell that day and asked what was bothering me, i layed all my unsaid frsutrations and hidden feelings on that elongated SMS. and i waited for your answer.
then you finally responded, you said you loved me and you loved being around me and that you never intended to hurt me...in anyway. my jaw dropped again. i could have texted you more but i ended that text with silence. i never talked to you about it again.
when rossini's brother passed away and i asked you a favor if you can drive me to the viewing, you never hesitated. you NEVER turned me down. and all these years we have been friends, that's one thing that i LOVED most about you. having you there and pretending that none of the texts we previously exchanged existed was a mixed of emotions.
but being with you there has always been priceless. your grinning smile, your addictive laughters, your "food craves," the way you pretend to speak fluent tagalag to my friend eventhough we hardly speak it infront of people together, EH....every single minute spent with you is worth well spent. you are heaven to my hell days.
where do we go from here? i don't even know. but i prayed for that text that at leaset you'd answer it and tell me what you feel because i could nto wasit any longer. and i prayed to be with you that difficult day. and i continue to pray. so far, He has answered most of what i have asked for.
i live each day as if there is no tomorrow: filled with dreams, laughters and love. half of the love i recieved in my everydays comes from you. and i think i would be selfish if i ask for more. i should be grateful.
so, AB, thank you for loving me. you've been wonderful. can't wait to be with you again.
len