Thursday, December 29, 2011

HS reunion - do you look forward?

Thursday, December 15, 2011

for the little brown man...

Saturday, November 26, 2011

a dose of gratitude...

Monday, November 21, 2011

I will act now.

“I will act now. 
I will act now. 
I will act now. 
Henceforth, I will repeat these words 
each hour, each day, everyday, 
until the words become as much a habit as my breathing, 
and the action which follows becomes as instinctive 
as the blinking of my eyelids. 
With these words I can condition my mind 
to perform every action necessary for my success. 
I will act now. 
I will repeat these words again and again and again. 
I will walk where failures fear to walk. 
I will work when failures seek rest. 
I will act now for now is all I have. 
Tomorrow is the day reserved for the labor of the lazy. 
I am not lazy. 
Tomorrow is the day when the failure will succeed. 
I am not a failure. 
I will act now. 
Success will not wait. 
If I delay, success will become wed to another 
and lost to me forever. 
This is the time. This is the place. 
I am the person. ” 

― Og Mandino

Thursday, November 17, 2011

the scrolls...

Og Mandino composed The Legend Of The Ten Scrolls in his
book The Greatest Salesman in the World.... 

They are:

Scroll I - The Power of Good Habits
Scroll II - Greet Each Day With Love In Your Heart
Scroll III - Persist Until You Succeed
Scroll IV - You Are Natures Greatest Miracle
Scroll V - Live Each Day as if it Were Your Last
Scroll VI - Master Your Emotions
Scroll VII - The Power of Laughter
Scroll VIII - Multiply Your Value Every Day
Scroll IX - All is Worthless Without Action
Scroll X - Pray to God for Guidance

His primary message was to NOT procrastinate. 
In the marking of Scroll IX, "I will act now" is written 18 times. 
Even some of the texts did have Christian undertones 
(by referring to St.Paul as the greatest salesman in the world), 
it was still a message of repetitive actions to build good habits.

The Greatest Salesman in the World was (first) published in 1968 
(and re-issued in 1983 by Bantam). The 128-page book has become a guide 
to a philosophy of salesmanship, and success, telling the story of Hafid--- 
a poor camel boy who achieves a life of  goodness and abundance.

Then there is this sequel to this bestselling book (The End of Story)
published in 1988 and set back forty years later the first part; 
the main character Hafid  is in a sad state, mourning the loss of his wife, Lisha. 

The story starts years into Hafid’s seclusion, when a dream convinces him 
to see a stranger that turns up on his doorstep and pulls Hafid 
out of retirement to embarke on a new adventure: (a speaking tour) 
to enlighten others about the principles enclosed in The Ten Scrolls.

My dear boyman Wowa loved the books. He dreams of becoming a
great salesman too. Oh well, we can always dream and work for our
dreams right?

Friday, November 4, 2011

teach what you need to learn

wow! the week is almost over! 
long weekend ahead! 
time to checkout- 
what have i accomplished this week? 
what have i learned? 
what am i thankful for?...

ooops! time to get ready 
for a learning session 
on knowledge management. 
yes, i teach best what i most need to learn. 
i thank you lord for this new day.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

all souls day...that includes ours

last night, hub, wowa and i went to the memorial park. 
we lighted candles, paid respects and 
prayed for the souls of our dear departed... 
far or near. 

we went home thankful too, 
for those who are still alive and sharing their lives 
and love to us. 
may the memories of the dead not make us forget the living... 
coz we are next in line... 
of course, that last line is from a song. lol.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again

If I had my child to raise all over again,
I'd build self-esteem first, 
and the house later.
I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.
I would do less correcting 
and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I'd take more hikes 
and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I would run through more fields 
and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging and less tugging.

~Diane Loomans, from "If I Had My Child To Raise Over Again"

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

dear husband - a reply to the divorce letter

Dear Ex-Husband,

Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. 
It’s true you & I have been married for 7 years, although a good man 
is a far cry from what you’ve been. I watch my soaps so much because 
they drown out your constant whining & griping. Too bad that doesn’t work. 

I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, 
but the 1st thing that came to mind was 
‘You look just like a girl!’ Since my mother raised me not to say 
anything if you can’t say something nice, I didn’t comment. 
And when you cooked my favorite meal, 
you must have gotten me confused with MY SISTER, because 
I stopped eating pork 7 years ago. About those new silk boxers: 
I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag was still on them, 
& I prayed it was a coincidence that my sister had just borrowed $50 
from me that morning. 

After all of this, I still loved you & felt we could work it out. 
So when I hit the lotto for 10 million dollars, I quit my job & bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica,  but when I got home you were gone.. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. 
I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won’t get a dime from me. So take care. 

Signed, Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell & Free! 

P.S. I don’t know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. 
I hope that’s not a problem...

*again, this went viral on FB and again, as to the original source- 
I have no idea :)

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

dear wife - a divorce letter

Dear Wife, 

I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. 
I’ve been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for it. 
These last 2 weeks have been hell. ... Your boss called to tell me that you 
quit your job today & that was the last straw. 

Last week, you came home & didn’t even notice I had a new haircut, 
had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers. 
You ate in 2 minutes, & 
went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. 

You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex 
or anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me 
or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone. 

Your EX-Husband 

P.S. Don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! 
Have a great life!

*This went viral on FB. As to the original source, I have no idea :)

Friday, October 7, 2011

i am tired! give me rest!

as it was, this heart should be broken
as it goes, it has played all the mendin'
as it is, broken pieces no offendin'
as the heart, all its pride a-stolen

"should" shall i use, of no use
"should" shall i say, i to choose

the heart he had chose have been cruel
the heart she had chose is no-duel
the hearts they had hurt is a fuel
to the fire in both hearts...

whose heart was it again?
whose heart is the villain?

this heart should have had its rest
this heart have had all hell's best
whatabout, i say, the unfinished test?
i am tired, i am tired, give me rest!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

my daily dose - enough for two weeks eh? --- [thanks Richard Bach]...

Bad things are not the worst things 
that can happen to us. 
Nothing is the worst thing that can happen to us! 

Can miles truly separate you from friends... 
If you want to be with someone you love, 
aren't you already there? 

Don't believe what your eyes are telling you. 
All they show is limitation. 
Look with your understanding, 
find out what you already know, 
and you'll see the way to fly. 

Every person, all the events of your life 
are there because you have drawn them there. 
What you choose to do with them is up to you. 

Here is a test to find 
whether your mission on Earth is finished: 
If you're alive, it isn't. 

I gave my life 
to become the person I am right now. 
Was it worth it? 

If your happiness depends 
on what somebody else does, 
I guess you do have a problem. 

Rarely do members of the same family 
grow up under the same roof. 

The best way to pay for a lovely moment 
is to enjoy it. 

The mark of your ignorance is 
the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. 
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, 
the Master calls the butterfly. 

The simplest questions are the most profound. 
Where were you born? 
Where is your home? 
Where are you going? 
What are you doing? 
Think about these once in a while and 
watch your answers change. 

There are no mistakes. 
The events we bring upon ourselves, 
no matter how unpleasant, 
are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take, they're necessary 
to reach the places we've chosen to go. 

You are always free to change your mind 
and choose a different future, or a different past. 

You don't want a million answers 
as much as you want a few forever questions. 
The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. 
Study a lifetime and you see different colors 
from the same jewel. 

You teach best 
what you most need to learn. 

Sunday, October 2, 2011

august longing...

i waited for you dear, where are you now?
i long for your touch, kiss, smile
are they still there...meant just for me?

was i wrong to long for you too much?
was i wrong to control myself when
it is what you wanted me to do
was i wrong to hide, to not to see you?

i wanted to and it is slowly killing me 
and you feared for me to realize...
your love..our love is the killing kind

i prayed for rain to wash my tears away
i prayed for rain to wash my fears away
i prayed for rain to wash me
the whole of me...away

yet the rain have decided not to fall
rain a-hiding me from, miser
too tired to wash other system's pain

i waited for you dear, where are you now?
i'm still longing...for your mere presence
are you still there? be still
let the tears and fears drown me...

let your love...our love kill me.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Fashion Rev for KaE too!

Fashion Rev is a fashion and lifestyle bazaar 
happening on November 19 and 20, 
10am to 10pm at the Megatent (beside ULTRA).

Aside from being a beneficiary of a portion
of the profits of this event, KaEskwela will be there!
We will sell books and comics, and distribute flyers.

See you there!!!

Friday, September 30, 2011

the promise...

show me no tears my dearest
i shall be back soon
this goodbye is not forever
we're under the same moon

sing no sad songs my dearest
my ears are tired of them
make no promises if ever
'tis a rose without a stem

i may be very far my dearest
but i shall be back soon
this goodbye is not forever
we're under the same moon.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

space for hope

not tens but hundreds
not hundreds but thousands
not toys but real people
---...flesh and blood
i wasn't gifted with sound eyes
but something inside me
saw those...clearly

not hundreds but thousands
not thousands but millions
not records but real voices
---...rose in anguish
i wasn't gifted with sound ears
but something inside me
heard those...clearly

i saw the flesh---the blood
i heard the cry---the pain
though numbness filled my system
---...i saw and heard
saw and heard those clearly
but something inside me silent

though i saw the flesh and the blood
though i heard the cry of pain
though it's unmistakably clear
---...i couldn't do a thing
it's these eyes...and these ears
and it's the something inside me
who couldn't...who wouldn't

how can i---in the midst
of the crowd's altercation
in a world once a haven desolated and forlorn
how can i in the midst
of the deafening silence
of unexplainable darkness

i have a heart---a heart once cold
i have a soul---a soul once lost
i know, i know, i feel i have
---...with all these
i saw and heard and felt
but something inside me
just couldn't...wouldn't

i tried so many times
many many many times
but i just couldn't
---...couldn't help though i tried
not ten times but hundreds
not hundreds but thousands
not thousands but millions.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

SOLE with a SOUL!

I can't help but be elated 
of this Good news!

KaEskwela is now
in partnership 
with a flip flops store
(The Sole Project) 
to provide some of our 
beneficiaries with slippers 
by December---
just in time for Christmas eh? 

For every pair of The Sole Project 
Flip Flops you purchase, 
a new pair of flips flops goes to 
KaEskwela. Yeeeha!

The Sole Project is located at 
Stall 64-C Cubao Expo, 
Araneta Center Cubao, Quezon City. 
Store hours are at 
4-9pm on Wednesdays and Thursdays;
4-10pm on Fridays and Saturdays; and 1-5 pm on Sundays.

If you are considering buying a new pair of flip flops, 
for yourself or for someone else--- please consider buying them at The Sole Project. 
Let's start the merry christmas season this early and help
Kaeskwela bring smile to youngsters soonest :) 

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

buried alive

i saw them
they didn't notice me
my pleading eyes
or they didn't want to
...even to touch me

i heard them
they didn't hear me
my silent cry
or they didn't want to
...even to touch me

no eyes, no sound eyes
no ears, no sound ears
but i saw them
but i heard them

my friends - the others
they're once used and abused
wrecked, wrecked, wrecked
i saw and heard and felt

they're gone, gone now
like a sinking ship
abandoned by the crew
gone, gone, gone

but i - am here
silent and pleading
waiting for someone
to look at, to see me
...even to touch me

touch and open and read my mind
touch and open and know my soul
touch and open and see the world
you'll get to understand them

only if you notice - my pleading eyes
only if you hear - my silent cry
only if you open - my dusted door
only if you want me
...even to touch me.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

kokak: my #2, #4 and #5 GESM page favorites [a repost from july 18, 2010]

it's not everyday that i get to think and re-think about my favorite blog entries in my one of my favorite blogsites. as i confessed months ago, i'm an avid reader of the candid-candy-slot-machine-type of page orman manansala has. not only because he's from gensan too but also because it fills my wishing-to-be-that-brutally-frank-not-minding-it's-published urges. last week, i came up with my top5 favorites, in time for his contest about such...but i was kinda having second-thoughts of joining, hence, it's 'piled' as draft. i figured i could just rewrite it (with no contest in mind) anytime soon.

rewriting (for the nth time) i'm now ready to tell him and the world [all of my lucky-19 registered blog-readers, my thousands (evilsmirk) of page viewers, hundreds of fans and who-knows-how-many friends (whew!)] my favorites (my 3 of the many).

i so love the simplicity of this entry, reminds me a lot of how i feel everytime i think of that old street in my mother's hometown (somewhere in leyte). it's the knowing that once in your life, you have been a child of that street and the memories of the street in your mind keeps on haunting you everytime you see changes through the years. it seems like you can still feel the dust in your feet, can still feel that old familiar breeze and hear the once-loud chimes of a dear old church...

#4 MAGUINDANAO MASSACRE @ . this is an entry with a negative material (figuratively). even as i am in manila, i felt the pain that my friends and people of the whole of soccsksargen  and the world felt hearing/reading this tragic news. my plurk timeline was filled then with expressions of sympathies and anger and pain... i kept myself abreast with everything about the incident and prayed prayed prayed. this page, is not one of my favorites because it was an instrument of shock but because it reminded me how life is fleeting and how it can be cruel at one time.

#5 LESSON IN HUMILITY @ as with my #1 and #3 (please don't ask me about this- *giving an evil-grin*), this page showed the human side of orman, and i love it so much when i read a page that's unafraid and ever-willing to let go of human emotions (what are blogs for?), one to share the deepest pains (joys too) and one with lessons to teach. one to remind me that i may not live long enough to make all the mistakes in the world (if lessons are to be learned from my mistakes alone).

so there. that's that. and that's why.

P.S.---thank you orman. keep writing. keep sharing. keep living (you know- say it the way pacman does). [ooops, pictures we're stolen from the webpage --- hope you don't mind. (cozy) thanks!]

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

mother, it is not your fault is not your fault
the deepest deepest love
the deepest deepest wound
beyond knowledge, beyond action
beyond measure, beyond pain
you tightened the bind 'coz she needs it
you loosened the bind 'coz she wants it
and she longed and called for
the deepest deepest love
the deepest deepest wound
have you felt the pain
as if it is your own
make her remember that the
stars are brighter when the
nights are darker...

why so much hurt and so much pain
why so many roads and almost nothing
remains of you and your beautiful soul
beyond reason, beyond words
you tightened the bind 'coz she wants it
you loosened the bind 'coz she needs it
this time she longed and called for
the shallowest of curses
the shallowest of all
you have felt the pain
as if it is your own
made her remember that the
end of road is nearer when the
path seems rougher...

the deepest deepest love
the deepest deepest wound
something remains of your beautiful soul
beyond reason, beyond words
you tightened the bind 'coz you need it
you loosened the bind 'coz you want it
this time you cried and pleaded for
the deepest deepest love and
the deepest deepest cure
she has felt the pain
the way you did your own
make her remember that the
battle is fought and yes mother
it is not your fault.

Monday, September 5, 2011

FB asks - what's on my mind today

there will be times that trying reading your friends (and not-so-friends) thoughts 
via FB or any other networks will do you more harm than good (most of the time emotionally)...we should always be reminded that perhaps 
they're fighting their own (personal) battles 
and (perhaps) the wall is their only way to let it out. as much as we want to suggest 
for them to direct the words (both good or bad, happy or sad...) to the person concerned,
 it is not always possible...i am just thankful that in my 'newsfeed', 
there are many inspiring posts and if there are negative ones,
 i now resist to pay attention if it doesn't concern me 
(coz if it does, it should be in my personal mailbox). 
praying for those who are hurting, angry, lonely also helps. 
a line or two to cheer them up may also be appreciated...with "teach me how to dowgie" 
(i'm not sure if the spelling is correct), 
 i now resolve that always, 
as always, i have the right to choose and i can always choose to "detach" 
or just choose to empathize in a safe level :) 
choose to think good and be in the end, 
i will feel good...about others, 
and about myself...

Friday, September 2, 2011

SOYAMI - so yummy! @ Active Fun

As my boyman Wowa enjoys the so-yummy Soyami, I can't help but feel good thinking that I am serving him not just a snack he enjoys but also a snack that I know is also healthy... It is made from real soya (protein! calcium! fiber!) and I so love it too!

This afternoon, Active Fun at SM North hosted yet another fun-filled event for kids while mommies were learning from a Nutritious and Delicious Soyami Cooking Show. Nadine Tengco, a US Certified Nutritionist and Pinoy Biggest Loser Fitness Partner taught moms some tips and tricks in preparing healthy 'baon' and also shared  healthy recipes using Soyami products. Fun and informative!

With moms and active kids like I and Wowa, it is a must that we take into consideration health and 'fun-learning' above all. That would be one of the secrets to better living.  May all mommies and their kiddos have more of the likes of Soyami and Active Fun!

Friday, August 26, 2011

prison without walls

prison without walls.
prison without.


write towards immortality.
write towards.


write to break free
from prison


prison without walls.
write eternity.
be free.

where is the bend in this road?

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

all we are is...

I close my eyes...
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams...Pass before my eyes a curiosity
Dust in the wind...All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do...Crumbles to the ground though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind...All we are is dust in the wind
Now don't hang on
Nothing lasts forever but the Earth and Sky
It slips away...And all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind...All we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind...Everything is dust in the wind
Everything is dust in the wind
*a song by KANSAS
-always makes me think.
about life and how it is temporary...
about how this idea confuses me too.