Some says, LOVE is one of the most wonderful gift that you can give and you can receive to one person. Either to your mom, dad, relatives, neighbor or even your special someone. Love heals the pain and wipe away all tears. It satisfy and nourished every human being who needs it. Love is like a magic, it works in both mortal and immortal side of life. Love is mysterious and too hard to understand. Every area of this must be filled, and every part of it must be used. Love is not selfish................
When loves hurts you, it has its meaning and reason why. Love cares and shows its real face and share moments to some one whom he enjoys to be with. Love is crazy...............
Love puts eagerness on heart of some one who loves you. And demands honesty. Though it is not selfish, but it needs time and effort so that it will grow and become great. Love is crazy but happy to have it........
Love never look you down, instead it lifts you up, and helps you to know you deserve every good things that will happen to you. It helps you to release the pain and filled every corner that needs care and love. It shows you the real way. But suggest to try new things.... Love is hilarious, but enjoy....................
Love takes time, willing to wait. Love gives you the light, a good direction for life. Love helps you to make a change, and never forget the one you love. It reminds you, to be faithful and be determined. Love is a teacher.....
Love is everything. Love is greater than what we expected. Love heals the pain and helps you recover. Love gives you directions and show you the way...............
Love is God. And God is love...
Let us share it everyday..
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Who are you LOVE?
I am lurking alone, thinking about life. And trying to make my day cool. The sun is too hot, its rays can burn you down. Dividing my day into 2 ways. Going to a conference for morning, art exhibit for afternoon. Tiring day for me. I make my self busy so that things will not be going wrong. If i will be alone, i know all those bad memories and pain will be remembered. And that is hilarious.
I met this one guy, way back. He is tall and good looking. Thought he will never recognized me from a far, because i know he is busy doing something in the internet. I ignore every stare that he does, and trying to be okay, knowing that the heart beat is really intense and high speedy echoe. White skin complexion and semi blond hair, cute little eyes, everytime he look at me i make it a point, i turned my head down and making my self busy as my fingers were pressing the key board. Pretending that i am. I open my face book, then check all those spams who stays on my house 3 weeks and i need to let them out of the way, before it will be occupied. So i was done..
Whoah, time helps us realized and teaches us to wait. At this time, i am ready to go, when he make his first move of asking me a question. Intact mind, i answered him right and with out any stupid reactions that would happen to me. Thinking that it would be the first and the last question i fixed everything, but he asked me again, then stare that would melts me like an ice. It is an icy feelings, (hehehehe). Then he is trying to build his rapport, and interact with me, so that good conversation will happen. His eyes sparks like a precious gems that i wished to have, intesity 1 million is what i feel. He told me to have a short conversation, and knowing each other, then be good friends. He is just a local tourist here in Davao. It was his first time visiting the city, so i need to let him know everything.
It is a good conversation- feeling easy and cool. I guess he is really good in convincing people, i was one of them. But lucky enough, if given a chance to touch his red lips! I am sorry i just feel horny that time.(hahaha).But anyway, he asks me evrything about my life, from childhood to date, job and all.Whoah, who is the Media man here i guess its me. Why you kept on asking me now, but i know i cannot deny the fact that i feel different and it is something strange again. Knowing that we just met, and nothing to ponder. Because i know everything is just temporary for us. He lives in Manila. I am here, it would be impossible for us to make it. The time comes that i need to go, an intimate bidding of goodbye, the love and the deisre of touching his lips is now dying. So no chance buddy.
But wait, the movie has its sequel, and it happens that time! I left him, and he go to the hotel where he and his friends' were staying. I myself, walked in an alley, passing the lively street with a bad feeling. The voice of the street never speaks on what i feel. Suddenly, the phone rang, oh, i found his number. And he asked me about my location, then ofcourse without any hesitations, i replied saying ( dito pa ako salikod ng hotle, ng lakad, bkit pla?). Then the text message came again, asking me to go back just for a minute. Oh, then i did. When i saw him, i asked him why? but no answer to be found, he hugged and kiss me torridly, the feeling is really wonderful! awesome and fantastic! I love it! The lips that i wished to have a great kiss, is here now, and we are doing it. The feeling of being unwated had been filled with love and happiness. All thing becomes more visible, and great. The positive side is here and alive.
Now, is the time of realizing that i am happy. Though he went back home, i know i feel the real thing about love. Who are you love, that teaches me this way.
irwin, you makes me so inlove!
Who are you?
I met this one guy, way back. He is tall and good looking. Thought he will never recognized me from a far, because i know he is busy doing something in the internet. I ignore every stare that he does, and trying to be okay, knowing that the heart beat is really intense and high speedy echoe. White skin complexion and semi blond hair, cute little eyes, everytime he look at me i make it a point, i turned my head down and making my self busy as my fingers were pressing the key board. Pretending that i am. I open my face book, then check all those spams who stays on my house 3 weeks and i need to let them out of the way, before it will be occupied. So i was done..
Whoah, time helps us realized and teaches us to wait. At this time, i am ready to go, when he make his first move of asking me a question. Intact mind, i answered him right and with out any stupid reactions that would happen to me. Thinking that it would be the first and the last question i fixed everything, but he asked me again, then stare that would melts me like an ice. It is an icy feelings, (hehehehe). Then he is trying to build his rapport, and interact with me, so that good conversation will happen. His eyes sparks like a precious gems that i wished to have, intesity 1 million is what i feel. He told me to have a short conversation, and knowing each other, then be good friends. He is just a local tourist here in Davao. It was his first time visiting the city, so i need to let him know everything.
It is a good conversation- feeling easy and cool. I guess he is really good in convincing people, i was one of them. But lucky enough, if given a chance to touch his red lips! I am sorry i just feel horny that time.(hahaha).But anyway, he asks me evrything about my life, from childhood to date, job and all.Whoah, who is the Media man here i guess its me. Why you kept on asking me now, but i know i cannot deny the fact that i feel different and it is something strange again. Knowing that we just met, and nothing to ponder. Because i know everything is just temporary for us. He lives in Manila. I am here, it would be impossible for us to make it. The time comes that i need to go, an intimate bidding of goodbye, the love and the deisre of touching his lips is now dying. So no chance buddy.
But wait, the movie has its sequel, and it happens that time! I left him, and he go to the hotel where he and his friends' were staying. I myself, walked in an alley, passing the lively street with a bad feeling. The voice of the street never speaks on what i feel. Suddenly, the phone rang, oh, i found his number. And he asked me about my location, then ofcourse without any hesitations, i replied saying ( dito pa ako salikod ng hotle, ng lakad, bkit pla?). Then the text message came again, asking me to go back just for a minute. Oh, then i did. When i saw him, i asked him why? but no answer to be found, he hugged and kiss me torridly, the feeling is really wonderful! awesome and fantastic! I love it! The lips that i wished to have a great kiss, is here now, and we are doing it. The feeling of being unwated had been filled with love and happiness. All thing becomes more visible, and great. The positive side is here and alive.
Now, is the time of realizing that i am happy. Though he went back home, i know i feel the real thing about love. Who are you love, that teaches me this way.
irwin, you makes me so inlove!Sunday, November 29, 2009
EARTH- let us show our LOVE.....
But it came to a point that, i need to ask about the situation of the earth right now. I am tasked to do it. I am afraid to asked, not because they might be mad at me, but i might be surprised with their own answers and how would that answers affects me so much. Hey, not sentimental at all. But it would be damn thing for me to hear negativity and stupid answers. Infact we already know what is happening to this earth, and we are just fool, blind and deaf to take action, for saving and preventing any catastrophes to come. I am not wrong, it triggers stupidity and numbness in this world.
Some answered that, they care about nature and they are following the rules by not throwing garbage anywhere, it is awesome to know. Youth are now aware.On that survey, we found out that out 100 students, only 10% of them know how to take care about nature and an advocate of Global Warming.
So sad to know the fact that we are now in the middle of chaos, if we cannot reduce the CARBON EMISSION, all of us will DIE.
Where is the LOVE for the earth now? Please be aware! It is time to make a step!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
MAGUINDANAO MASSACRE- take a look on what is MEDIA...
PEACE, FREEDOM,JUSTICE- These are the things that we demand,we demand for us to be free, we demand for us to have freedom to speak and to live peacefully. But in letting go to what had happen to people who aims to let their voice be heard and let the truth prevails, is nothing but PAIN.
There are no others words to explain this tragedy and to define this! Than EXTREMELY GRUESOME!!
People mourn, and struggling to survive while letting their emotions to be in control, upon watching the hilarious happening and watching those rotten cadaver of their love ones lying on the ground.
Bruise, headless, mutilated body, crashed faces, broken ribs, raped and most of all buried with out coffin.
Dream of becoming a great journalist, is the most wonderful thing that i wished to happen to my life. Or i would love to say this is my creme de la creme job. To write with justice and prevailing the real truth would be my main concern. Yeah, like those great journalists of the world who are willing to die just to fight for the truth, and that is an award winning performance for them, and i salute them so much. We can consider and document the killings of journalists once every year, but somehow it is still unfair for them to be treated like that,who only aims to let the truth prevails. It is the saddest truth for Media. But watching this violent killing of 50 plus(and still on search for others) people including 21 media men is such horrendous! Horrifying and grody experienced, we wished that young ones never witness this hilarious things.
Some questions formulates, and fear hover my entire body, while realizing that my dream is such important matter for me. But what about this spontaneous killings of journalist? I am worried that somehow, the truth that i would be fighting would lead me to grave. That would be bad for my family, like those people who wait long hours just to get and see their love ones who were now dead. Well God Almighty is great, he knows best for me! In grief and tears are falling. Some of them didn't resist to watch armies carrying those dead bodies that smells bad already. My self as an aspirant journalist, remain strong while my heart broke. Though i don't know this people, but name as a Media, it feels bad.
Now fear coats the world of Journalism, and i believe that most of them think of changing their career. But i know beyond that, the spirit of journalism will still reign. There would be another great justice to come!
This MAGUINDANAO MASSACRE, reminds people how wonderful to be a journalist! It is not about fearing the danger that is waiting for you, everytime you cover every strories and big moments that the world has, but the eagerness in your hurt to find the real and let the truth prevails. Is such great and award winning!
PEACE BE WITH YOU!
Monday, November 23, 2009
This is what we called LIFE....
Actually, I have been roaming around for the whole week. Somehow in that journey, i found some wonderful lessons about life. I know that life is mysterious lots and lots of people know it is. We even think about what will happen tomorrow or even later after writing this post. This few were includes in all pages that life have prepared for us. Oh, some strange feelings..
I have been living in this world for 19 strong years, with the lessons that i learned is good enough. But somehow to continue this journey i need to know more about life. Let's keep on learning buddy!
LOVE is in the air, my friends had been asking me about the situation of my dear baby, she turned 8 months weeks ago. It is a great experience for me being called "dad" and watching her sleeping with a little cute snore. Wow, this is what we called life. I know when she will be going to school soon it would be another problem for me, the tuition fees,baon of course, her college education what about that. Well it's all in the bag. I am just 18 year old when i receive her as a great gift from God. From then, i never consider my self as young and teenager. Instead I learned to be matured and be responsible for this gift that i received. Kinda hard, I can't deny the fact that i am too young of having a baby, yet i never blame my self nor her why did she allow it to happen. Because i know this is a gift from Him, I just need to take care of this and make her a good and responsible person in this whole wide world. (See, I am slowly getting older, not on my age huh, its on experience)..
FRIENDSHIP is greater than what i think, while i am in the middle of this little journey i found some amazing things about life. Becky Belo, has her huge and famous tag line "only Belo touches my skin, who touches yours?". I just realized why did she wanted that tag line? Kinda irritating to her competitor huh. what do you think about Calayan? but i learned that in making tag lines, it reflects how would you manage and deal challenges and obstruction that would mold you to become a better person. Having a tag line helps me to become strong in facing the world and the new world with my baby girl. My friends helped me, young and mature. The first time that i heard my baby cryin' at night it was so disappointing, i wanna sleep and let her cry and cry until she will gonna be tired of doing it. But, hey i can't dare it. I grab her and put it on my lap, and give her milk. It is amazing thing, the time that i grab her she really cries, annoying and bad to hear. Gosh! but i noticed her after that she just smile at me and slept. Wow, this is what we called life. Everytime i felt tired and wasted, i think about her smile and how did she makes me responsible. Even my friends noticed this trait that my little ANGEL has. Thanks God for giving me this blessing. It helps me a lot!
Now, when somebody asked me, I never pretend nor lie that i am single anymore. Some disagree and shocked, some of them sends their hugs and kisses to my baby. In living my daily life, i believe change is happening: in my self, and in my life as a young daddy in town.
This is what we called LIFE!
I have been living in this world for 19 strong years, with the lessons that i learned is good enough. But somehow to continue this journey i need to know more about life. Let's keep on learning buddy!
LOVE is in the air, my friends had been asking me about the situation of my dear baby, she turned 8 months weeks ago. It is a great experience for me being called "dad" and watching her sleeping with a little cute snore. Wow, this is what we called life. I know when she will be going to school soon it would be another problem for me, the tuition fees,baon of course, her college education what about that. Well it's all in the bag. I am just 18 year old when i receive her as a great gift from God. From then, i never consider my self as young and teenager. Instead I learned to be matured and be responsible for this gift that i received. Kinda hard, I can't deny the fact that i am too young of having a baby, yet i never blame my self nor her why did she allow it to happen. Because i know this is a gift from Him, I just need to take care of this and make her a good and responsible person in this whole wide world. (See, I am slowly getting older, not on my age huh, its on experience)..
FRIENDSHIP is greater than what i think, while i am in the middle of this little journey i found some amazing things about life. Becky Belo, has her huge and famous tag line "only Belo touches my skin, who touches yours?". I just realized why did she wanted that tag line? Kinda irritating to her competitor huh. what do you think about Calayan? but i learned that in making tag lines, it reflects how would you manage and deal challenges and obstruction that would mold you to become a better person. Having a tag line helps me to become strong in facing the world and the new world with my baby girl. My friends helped me, young and mature. The first time that i heard my baby cryin' at night it was so disappointing, i wanna sleep and let her cry and cry until she will gonna be tired of doing it. But, hey i can't dare it. I grab her and put it on my lap, and give her milk. It is amazing thing, the time that i grab her she really cries, annoying and bad to hear. Gosh! but i noticed her after that she just smile at me and slept. Wow, this is what we called life. Everytime i felt tired and wasted, i think about her smile and how did she makes me responsible. Even my friends noticed this trait that my little ANGEL has. Thanks God for giving me this blessing. It helps me a lot!
Now, when somebody asked me, I never pretend nor lie that i am single anymore. Some disagree and shocked, some of them sends their hugs and kisses to my baby. In living my daily life, i believe change is happening: in my self, and in my life as a young daddy in town.
This is what we called LIFE!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
USED vs. LOVE
While a man was polishing his new car,
his 4 year old son pick up stone and scratched
on the side of the car.
The man took the hands of the child and hit it many times.
Not realizing he was using a wrench.
At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.
When the child saw his father, with painful eyes he asked:
Dad when would be my fingers grow back?
the man was so hurt and speechless!
He went back to his car and hit it many times.
Devastated by his actions, sitting in front of his car
he looked at the scratches the child had written.
I LOVE YOU DAD!
The next day the man suicide..
LESSON:
Anger and Love has no limits
choose the latter to have a beautiful life.
Things are to be used and people are to be loved.
But the problem in today's world is that,
people are used and things are loved.
During this year, let us be careful to keep this thought in MIND and HEART!
his 4 year old son pick up stone and scratched
on the side of the car.
The man took the hands of the child and hit it many times.
Not realizing he was using a wrench.
At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.
When the child saw his father, with painful eyes he asked:
Dad when would be my fingers grow back?
the man was so hurt and speechless!
He went back to his car and hit it many times.
Devastated by his actions, sitting in front of his car
he looked at the scratches the child had written.
I LOVE YOU DAD!
The next day the man suicide..
LESSON:
Anger and Love has no limits
choose the latter to have a beautiful life.
Things are to be used and people are to be loved.
But the problem in today's world is that,
people are used and things are loved.
During this year, let us be careful to keep this thought in MIND and HEART!
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