Bakit nga ba minsan ay kailangang magpaalam kahit alam mong hindi mo siya dapat iwan?
May lungkot na dala ang bawat paghihiwalay.
May aral na mapupulot sa bawat paglisan.
May kirot sa puso ang pamamaalam.
May pilat na makikita sa mga iniwan.
Sa mahabang panahon ng ating pinagsamahan
Masaya man o malungkot, ikaw laging kaagapay
Sa aking pag-iyak , ikaw ay kasabay
Sa aking galak, ngiti mo’y kay tunay.
Nasanay akong lagi kang nanjan
Bagaman hindi madalas ang usapan
Damdamin ng isa’t isay nararamdaman
Ala mang mamutawi sa ating bibig
Naririnig kabog ng bawat dibdib.
Hindi mo man arok, malaki ang iyong iiwan
Mga taong binigyan mo ng pagkakataong sarili’y mapatunayan
Mga taong nung una’y tuldok lamang at ordinaryo
Ngayo’y nagkapangalan at napatunayang kayang lumaban sa mundo.
Naaalala mo pa ba mga panahong ako’y tulala
Tuliro, hirap, magulo sa dami ng problema
Damdami’y napayapa ng iyong mga salita
Kalooba’y nakalma, mga luha sa mata’y napalis na.
Hinding hindi ko malilimutan kay tamis mong himig
Habang tinatawag pangalan ko ng may pangungulit
MARIA CRISTINA FALLS! Yan ang iyong bansag sa akin
Unique ika nga... Nakakatuwa, kay sarap dinggin.
Kasama kitang bumuo ng pangarap para sa aking mga anak
Kasama kitang nalulungkot pag sila’y may karamdaman
Ang mga pagliban dahil sa mga anak iyong naiintidihan
Lagi mong sinasabing “AKO’Y NANAY DIN NAMAN.”
Mabigat sa puso ang iyong pamamalaam
Sapagkat ikaw ay bahagi na ng aming buhay
Ma mi miss ko ang pangalan kong iyong tinatawag
Hahanap hanapin din namin makulit mong halakhak.
CJN, nakaukit sa puso ko iyong pangalan
Tatandaan ko lahat ng iyong pangaral
Magiging mabuti akong ina
Kahit lagpak ako bilang asawa.
Muli, nais kong iparating sayo aking pasasalamat
Sa lahat ng iyong payo, patnubay at gabay
Maswerte ako at sa buhay kong ito
Nagkaron ako ng bahagi sa buhay mo.
Malalayo ka man sa amin, ito’y pampisikal lang
Alam naming sa iyong puso kami pa din ay nandiyan
Patuloy ka nawang basbasan ng Diyos sa iyong kabutihan
Tayo’y magkikita pa din balang-araw mahal kong kaibigan.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
BUHAY PAG-IBIG --- ANG TUGON NI OPENG
ITO AY ISANG TUGON SA AKING POST NA BUHAY PAG-IBIG.. HINDI DAW PATAS ANG MGA BINTANG AT PARATANG.. BAKIT LAGING LALAKE.. BAKIT LAGING SILA ANG NASISISI SA HULI... BAKIT SILA LAGI ANG MALI... NARITO, BASAHIN ANG KANYANG AKDA.. ATING NAMNAMIN.. TALAGA NGA BANG MAY PUNTO SIYA O KATULAD NG DATI, PALUSOT LANG NIYA??
Pinagtagpi tagping dahilan at pangangatwiran ng laging napagbibintangan, sinasabihang nanloloko, at lagi pinapalabas na sanhi ng sama ng loob at isipan ng mga iniiwanan. ‘wag mong ituloy ang pagbabasa kung sa tingin mong tatamaan ka. Tapos sasabihin mong ako nanaman ang masama, at ikaw ang biktima?
Akala mo ba ikaw lang ang nagmahal? Ang nagmamahal? At magmamahal? Aminin mo na kasi na naging imba tayong dalawa. Nag-enjoy ka naman di ba?
Inagaw ba ako o ipinamigay mo? Ayan ka nanaman sa katwiran mo. Ako ang nanloko at ikaw lagi ang niloko? Tao ka, tao ako. Kaya kong manloko, ikaw? Santa? Basura nga ako sa’yo, ginto naman sa tunay na mahal ko.
Tama yan, magsama kayong dalawa. Darating ang panahon, iiwanan ka rin n’ya. Maiinintindihan ko kung di ka nya maiintindihan.
Keep on hoping, keep on dreaming. Kapag di ka kasi pinansin, isa lang ang ibig sabihin. Hindi ka kapansin pansin. Kapag di ka minahal. Hindi ka kamahal mahal. Simple lang di ba?
Hindi ka ba talaga makaramdam? When I say stop, stop! Specially when you’re talking a lot. Nakakarindi, nakakatorete.
Nang iniwan mo ako, I found someone better. Kapag iniwan ako ng kapalit mo, sasabihin nya, again, I found someone better. Salamat sa inyong dalawa, hindi man perpekto ang nahanap ko, respeto lang naman kasi ang kailangan ko.
Nakalimutan ko ba? Pasensya na ha. Isa lang kasi ang inaalala ko, ang kalimutan kong gawin ang mga bagay na inaasahan mo. Tagal mo kasing makaramdam, dial-up ba koneksyon mo? DSL i-try mo.
Wag kang mag-alala, dati naman naging clown ka rin ng buhay ko. Akala ko kasi magiging masaya akong kasama ka, di ko naman kasi akalain na bababangungutin akong kapiling ka.
Ang sarap mo ngang magmahal. Kumpleto sa rekado. Minsan matamis, minsan maalat. May oras na maasim, may araw na mapait. Ang anghang mong magmahal. Para mo ‘kong sinasakal.
Kapag ikaw ay iniyakan ng babae, may bago ba? Parang lahat naman ng bagay umiiyak sila. Kapag lalaki ang umiyak, hindi lang mata ang lumuluha. Kundi puso at kaluluwa nila.
Ako nanaman ba? Masdan mo nga ang nasa paligid mo, sama mo na rin sarili mo. Lokohan ba? Bulag ka na ba at di mo nakikita?
Nakita ko rin ang ex mo kanina. Mabuti naman at natauhan ka na. Nakakatuwa ka talaga. Hindi pala. Nakakatawa ka.
Kaya naman pala hindi tayo magkasundo, mas mahal mo kasi ang sarili mo. Ok lang naman mahalin ang sarili, pero kung 30% din lang naman ang ibibigay mo sa akin, mabuti pang wag na lang. Ayoko kasing mabitin.
Salamat at pinatulan mo ang isang hamak na tulad ko. Ang ganda ganda mo. Pero bakit nagkaganito? Aking napagtanto, ang sinasabi ng aking mga ninuno. “Mag-ingat sa panlabas na anyo, dahil baka ito’y isang balatkayo”
Natauhan ka pala, mabuti na lang. Mas matagal kasi akong nagising sa katotohanang hindi ako sa iyo ay bagay. Siguro ganun talaga ang pakiramdam ng isang taong tunay na nagmamahal.
Pwede pwede pwede. Di ikaw na rin ang nagsabi. Lahat ng bagay, pwedeng mangyari. Bakit ka ngayon nag-iinarte?
Paalam na sa iyo dahil nagpagmuni muni ko na walang patutungan ang paglalaro nating ito. Sino bang nakinabang, hindi ba’t tayong dalawa din naman?
Stupid na nga kung stupid. Pag sinabi kong uminom ako, lasenggo na. Pag napatingin sa iba, babaero na. Ngayon, pati ba naman pag se-share ko ng stat sa facebook, mamasamain mo pa? Emo ba kamo? O imba?
Ako, hindi ko pipigilang maluha sa tuwing ako’y masasaktan. Ang luha ko ang patunay ng aking pakikipaglaban sa buhay. Masaya man o puno ng lumbay. Naniniwala akong isang araw makaka-GG din ako sa piling ng aking mahal.
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DIYAN NAGTATAPOS ANG KANYANG ARGUMENTO.. MAY KASUNOD PA KAYA ITO? PAPAYAG KAYA AKONG DITO NA MATAPOS ITO?? ABANGAN.. ABANGAN...
Pinagtagpi tagping dahilan at pangangatwiran ng laging napagbibintangan, sinasabihang nanloloko, at lagi pinapalabas na sanhi ng sama ng loob at isipan ng mga iniiwanan. ‘wag mong ituloy ang pagbabasa kung sa tingin mong tatamaan ka. Tapos sasabihin mong ako nanaman ang masama, at ikaw ang biktima?
Akala mo ba ikaw lang ang nagmahal? Ang nagmamahal? At magmamahal? Aminin mo na kasi na naging imba tayong dalawa. Nag-enjoy ka naman di ba?
Inagaw ba ako o ipinamigay mo? Ayan ka nanaman sa katwiran mo. Ako ang nanloko at ikaw lagi ang niloko? Tao ka, tao ako. Kaya kong manloko, ikaw? Santa? Basura nga ako sa’yo, ginto naman sa tunay na mahal ko.
Tama yan, magsama kayong dalawa. Darating ang panahon, iiwanan ka rin n’ya. Maiinintindihan ko kung di ka nya maiintindihan.
Keep on hoping, keep on dreaming. Kapag di ka kasi pinansin, isa lang ang ibig sabihin. Hindi ka kapansin pansin. Kapag di ka minahal. Hindi ka kamahal mahal. Simple lang di ba?
Hindi ka ba talaga makaramdam? When I say stop, stop! Specially when you’re talking a lot. Nakakarindi, nakakatorete.
Nang iniwan mo ako, I found someone better. Kapag iniwan ako ng kapalit mo, sasabihin nya, again, I found someone better. Salamat sa inyong dalawa, hindi man perpekto ang nahanap ko, respeto lang naman kasi ang kailangan ko.
Nakalimutan ko ba? Pasensya na ha. Isa lang kasi ang inaalala ko, ang kalimutan kong gawin ang mga bagay na inaasahan mo. Tagal mo kasing makaramdam, dial-up ba koneksyon mo? DSL i-try mo.
Wag kang mag-alala, dati naman naging clown ka rin ng buhay ko. Akala ko kasi magiging masaya akong kasama ka, di ko naman kasi akalain na bababangungutin akong kapiling ka.
Ang sarap mo ngang magmahal. Kumpleto sa rekado. Minsan matamis, minsan maalat. May oras na maasim, may araw na mapait. Ang anghang mong magmahal. Para mo ‘kong sinasakal.
Kapag ikaw ay iniyakan ng babae, may bago ba? Parang lahat naman ng bagay umiiyak sila. Kapag lalaki ang umiyak, hindi lang mata ang lumuluha. Kundi puso at kaluluwa nila.
Ako nanaman ba? Masdan mo nga ang nasa paligid mo, sama mo na rin sarili mo. Lokohan ba? Bulag ka na ba at di mo nakikita?
Nakita ko rin ang ex mo kanina. Mabuti naman at natauhan ka na. Nakakatuwa ka talaga. Hindi pala. Nakakatawa ka.
Kaya naman pala hindi tayo magkasundo, mas mahal mo kasi ang sarili mo. Ok lang naman mahalin ang sarili, pero kung 30% din lang naman ang ibibigay mo sa akin, mabuti pang wag na lang. Ayoko kasing mabitin.
Salamat at pinatulan mo ang isang hamak na tulad ko. Ang ganda ganda mo. Pero bakit nagkaganito? Aking napagtanto, ang sinasabi ng aking mga ninuno. “Mag-ingat sa panlabas na anyo, dahil baka ito’y isang balatkayo”
Natauhan ka pala, mabuti na lang. Mas matagal kasi akong nagising sa katotohanang hindi ako sa iyo ay bagay. Siguro ganun talaga ang pakiramdam ng isang taong tunay na nagmamahal.
Pwede pwede pwede. Di ikaw na rin ang nagsabi. Lahat ng bagay, pwedeng mangyari. Bakit ka ngayon nag-iinarte?
Paalam na sa iyo dahil nagpagmuni muni ko na walang patutungan ang paglalaro nating ito. Sino bang nakinabang, hindi ba’t tayong dalawa din naman?
Stupid na nga kung stupid. Pag sinabi kong uminom ako, lasenggo na. Pag napatingin sa iba, babaero na. Ngayon, pati ba naman pag se-share ko ng stat sa facebook, mamasamain mo pa? Emo ba kamo? O imba?
Ako, hindi ko pipigilang maluha sa tuwing ako’y masasaktan. Ang luha ko ang patunay ng aking pakikipaglaban sa buhay. Masaya man o puno ng lumbay. Naniniwala akong isang araw makaka-GG din ako sa piling ng aking mahal.
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DIYAN NAGTATAPOS ANG KANYANG ARGUMENTO.. MAY KASUNOD PA KAYA ITO? PAPAYAG KAYA AKONG DITO NA MATAPOS ITO?? ABANGAN.. ABANGAN...
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
SOLVING THE MAN+WOMAN EQUATION
THE MAN + WOMAN EQUATIONS
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = pregnancy
Dumb man + smart woman = affair
Dumb man + dumb woman = Marriage
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime
GENDER ISSUES:
A man will pay P2.00 for a P1.00 item he needs.
A woman will pay P1.00 for a P2.00 item she doesn’t need.
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money that his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change, and she does.
A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
From: Emy Liwag of Ateneo Psychology Department and Tat Buhay Murillo of UP Los Banos, and Physics Instructor Marco Changho
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = pregnancy
Dumb man + smart woman = affair
Dumb man + dumb woman = Marriage
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime
GENDER ISSUES:
A man will pay P2.00 for a P1.00 item he needs.
A woman will pay P1.00 for a P2.00 item she doesn’t need.
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money that his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change, and she does.
A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
From: Emy Liwag of Ateneo Psychology Department and Tat Buhay Murillo of UP Los Banos, and Physics Instructor Marco Changho
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
BATU-BATO SA LANGIT
Tik..tak..tik..tak.. Alas otso na'y tulog ka pa
Samantalang may klase ka ng umaga.
Nang bumangon ka'y pupungas pungas pa
Hindi mo pansin ika'y late na.
Alas nuwebe kinse dumating sa eskuwela
Ngunit ika'y hindi dun nagpunta
Pumasok, kinatagpo lng barkada
Bitbit ang bag, patungo sa lakwatsa.
Ang butihing ina ay nagtitiis
Nagtratrabaho, nag-aalaga sa ibang kapatid.
Ngunit hirap at pagod ay napapalis
Sa pag-aaral ikaw ay maitawid.
Sa paglipas ng oras, araw at buwan,
Ikaw sa klase ay lulubog lilitaw.
Akala ng ina'y ika'y nag-aaral,
Upang makatulong niya balang-araw.
Pagtanggap ng classcard, natural lagpak ka.
Sinayang mo pinagpagurang matrikula.
Ang iyong ina'y masayang naghihintay
Buong akalang grado mo'y mahuhusay.
ILAN PA BANG MAG-AARAL ANG KATULAD MO?
BAON-PASOK, LAKWATSA, BARKADA ANG GUSTO.
ANG SINAYANG NA PANAHON AY DI NA MABABALIK,
SA INANG PINAASA, SAKIT AT LUHA ANG NAGING KAPALIT.
NOTE: sana po ay walang napikon... mahirap pong kumita ng pera. sana bigyan natin ng halaga ang paghihirap ng nagpapa-aral sa atin..
Samantalang may klase ka ng umaga.
Nang bumangon ka'y pupungas pungas pa
Hindi mo pansin ika'y late na.
Alas nuwebe kinse dumating sa eskuwela
Ngunit ika'y hindi dun nagpunta
Pumasok, kinatagpo lng barkada
Bitbit ang bag, patungo sa lakwatsa.
Ang butihing ina ay nagtitiis
Nagtratrabaho, nag-aalaga sa ibang kapatid.
Ngunit hirap at pagod ay napapalis
Sa pag-aaral ikaw ay maitawid.
Sa paglipas ng oras, araw at buwan,
Ikaw sa klase ay lulubog lilitaw.
Akala ng ina'y ika'y nag-aaral,
Upang makatulong niya balang-araw.
Pagtanggap ng classcard, natural lagpak ka.
Sinayang mo pinagpagurang matrikula.
Ang iyong ina'y masayang naghihintay
Buong akalang grado mo'y mahuhusay.
ILAN PA BANG MAG-AARAL ANG KATULAD MO?
BAON-PASOK, LAKWATSA, BARKADA ANG GUSTO.
ANG SINAYANG NA PANAHON AY DI NA MABABALIK,
SA INANG PINAASA, SAKIT AT LUHA ANG NAGING KAPALIT.
NOTE: sana po ay walang napikon... mahirap pong kumita ng pera. sana bigyan natin ng halaga ang paghihirap ng nagpapa-aral sa atin..
Monday, January 25, 2010
ALLERGY OR GALIS
Mahirap maging mahirap, ika nga.. Mas lalo pang pinaramdam ang hirap ng buhay sa mga salitang ekslusibo lng sa ating mga mahihirap..
Namnamin, himay himayin, at sabihin pagkatapos basahin.. ALLERGY OR GALIS?
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If you are rich, you have an ALLERGY. Pag magirap ka, tawag dito ay GALIS o BAKOKANG.
Sa mahirap, SIRA ANG ULO. The rich suffers from a serious breakdown due to stress and worries.
If you're rich, it's called MIGRAINE. Pag mahirap ka at sumakit ulo mo, malamang NALIPASAN KA NG GUTOM.
Pag mahirap ka, tawag sayo ay MAGNANAKAW. Pag mayaman ka at makati ang kamay mo, tawag sayo ay KLEPTOMANIAC.
If rich, you're SCOLIOTIC. Pag mahirap, KUBA. (ang saklap naman..aray ko ah!)
Ang mahirap, MAY TOYO KA SA ULO. If rich, you're just ECCENTRIC. (sounds good pa rin kahit pangit.. Ingles kasi)
If you are dark-skinned domestic, tawag sayo ay ITA, NEGRITA, or BALUGA. If you're rich, you are called a MORENA or KAYUMANGGI. (parang maganda pa din..)
People in high society will call you SLENDER or BALINGKINITAN. If you're poor, you are plain PAYATOT, PATPATIN, or TING-TING.
As to height, rich people are called PETITE. The poor ones are called PANDAK, BANSOT, UNANO, or JABBAR.
If you are poor and seem to be friendly to males, you are called PAKAWALA, MALANDI, or POKPOK (excuse me po sa words -- kelangan lang gamitin eh). The rich are called LIBERATED.
When you're rich, people would say YOU ARE GRADUALLY GRASING SENIOR CITIZENHOOD. Pag mahirap ka, tawag sayo GUMUGURANG.
If you come from a healthy family, you are called a SLOW LEARNER. Pag mahirap ka, BOBO or GUNGGONG (pangit naman pakinggan)
If you are rich and you love to eat, people would say "NICE TO KNOW YOU HAVE ENJOYED MY FOOD." Pag mahirap ka, isang lumalagapak na PATAY-GUTOM, HAMPASLUPA, at MASIBA ang maririnig mo!
NGAYON, may makati ba sa balat mo? Anong meron ka -- ALLERGY O GALIS??
Namnamin, himay himayin, at sabihin pagkatapos basahin.. ALLERGY OR GALIS?
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If you are rich, you have an ALLERGY. Pag magirap ka, tawag dito ay GALIS o BAKOKANG.
Sa mahirap, SIRA ANG ULO. The rich suffers from a serious breakdown due to stress and worries.
If you're rich, it's called MIGRAINE. Pag mahirap ka at sumakit ulo mo, malamang NALIPASAN KA NG GUTOM.
Pag mahirap ka, tawag sayo ay MAGNANAKAW. Pag mayaman ka at makati ang kamay mo, tawag sayo ay KLEPTOMANIAC.
If rich, you're SCOLIOTIC. Pag mahirap, KUBA. (ang saklap naman..aray ko ah!)
Ang mahirap, MAY TOYO KA SA ULO. If rich, you're just ECCENTRIC. (sounds good pa rin kahit pangit.. Ingles kasi)
If you are dark-skinned domestic, tawag sayo ay ITA, NEGRITA, or BALUGA. If you're rich, you are called a MORENA or KAYUMANGGI. (parang maganda pa din..)
People in high society will call you SLENDER or BALINGKINITAN. If you're poor, you are plain PAYATOT, PATPATIN, or TING-TING.
As to height, rich people are called PETITE. The poor ones are called PANDAK, BANSOT, UNANO, or JABBAR.
If you are poor and seem to be friendly to males, you are called PAKAWALA, MALANDI, or POKPOK (excuse me po sa words -- kelangan lang gamitin eh). The rich are called LIBERATED.
When you're rich, people would say YOU ARE GRADUALLY GRASING SENIOR CITIZENHOOD. Pag mahirap ka, tawag sayo GUMUGURANG.
If you come from a healthy family, you are called a SLOW LEARNER. Pag mahirap ka, BOBO or GUNGGONG (pangit naman pakinggan)
If you are rich and you love to eat, people would say "NICE TO KNOW YOU HAVE ENJOYED MY FOOD." Pag mahirap ka, isang lumalagapak na PATAY-GUTOM, HAMPASLUPA, at MASIBA ang maririnig mo!
NGAYON, may makati ba sa balat mo? Anong meron ka -- ALLERGY O GALIS??
Pelikula mo, Tatagalugin ko
Muli, nagbabalik ang mga malikhaing isip ng mga walang magawa kundi mag pesbuk, mag onlayn hanggang umaga, mambulabog ng buhay ng may buhay.
Pagkatapos ng Buhay Pag-ibig, narito naman ang matalinong tranlasyon ng mga pelikulang Ingles sa Tagalog. Hala! Kung may maisip, i-blog na yan!
1. black hawk down - ibong maitim sa ibaba
2. dead man's chest - dodo ng patay
3. i know what you did last summer - uyy... aminin!
4. love, actually - sa totoo lang, pag-ibig
5. million dollar baby - 50 million pisong sanggol (it depends on the exchange rate of the country)
6. the blair witch project - ang proyekto ng bruhang si blair
7. mary poppins - si mariang may putok
8. snakes on a plane - nag-ahasan sa ere
9. the postman always rings twice - ang kartero kapag dumutdot laging dalawang beses
10. sum of all fears - takot mo, takot ko, takot nating lahat
11. swordfish - talakitok
12. pretty woman - ganda ng lola mo
13. robin hood, men in tights - si robin hood at ang mga felix bakat
14. 4 weddings & a funeral - kahit 4 na beses ka pang magpakasal, mamamatay ka rin
15. the good, the bad and the ugly - ako, ikaw, kayong lahat
16. harry potter and the sorcerer's stone - adik si harry, tumira ng shabu
17. click - isang pindot ka lang
18. brokeback mountain - may nawasak sa likod ng bundok ng tralala /bumigay sa bundok
19. the day of the death - ayaw tumayo (ng mga patay)
20. waterworld - basang-basa
21. there's something about mary - may kwan sa ano ni maria
22. employee of the month - ang sipsip
23. resident evil - ang biyenan
24. kill bill - kilitiin sa bilbil
25. the grudge - lintik lang ang walang ganti
26. nightmare before christmas - binangungot sa noche buena
27. never been kissed - pangit kasi
28. gone in 60 seconds - 1 round, tulog
29. the fast and the furious - ang bitin, galit
30. too fast, too furious - kapag sobrang bitin, sobrang galit
31. dude, where's my car - dong, anong level ulit tayo nag-park?
32. beauty and the beast - ang asawa ko at ang nanay nya
33. the lord of the rings - ang alahero
Pagkatapos ng Buhay Pag-ibig, narito naman ang matalinong tranlasyon ng mga pelikulang Ingles sa Tagalog. Hala! Kung may maisip, i-blog na yan!
1. black hawk down - ibong maitim sa ibaba
2. dead man's chest - dodo ng patay
3. i know what you did last summer - uyy... aminin!
4. love, actually - sa totoo lang, pag-ibig
5. million dollar baby - 50 million pisong sanggol (it depends on the exchange rate of the country)
6. the blair witch project - ang proyekto ng bruhang si blair
7. mary poppins - si mariang may putok
8. snakes on a plane - nag-ahasan sa ere
9. the postman always rings twice - ang kartero kapag dumutdot laging dalawang beses
10. sum of all fears - takot mo, takot ko, takot nating lahat
11. swordfish - talakitok
12. pretty woman - ganda ng lola mo
13. robin hood, men in tights - si robin hood at ang mga felix bakat
14. 4 weddings & a funeral - kahit 4 na beses ka pang magpakasal, mamamatay ka rin
15. the good, the bad and the ugly - ako, ikaw, kayong lahat
16. harry potter and the sorcerer's stone - adik si harry, tumira ng shabu
17. click - isang pindot ka lang
18. brokeback mountain - may nawasak sa likod ng bundok ng tralala /bumigay sa bundok
19. the day of the death - ayaw tumayo (ng mga patay)
20. waterworld - basang-basa
21. there's something about mary - may kwan sa ano ni maria
22. employee of the month - ang sipsip
23. resident evil - ang biyenan
24. kill bill - kilitiin sa bilbil
25. the grudge - lintik lang ang walang ganti
26. nightmare before christmas - binangungot sa noche buena
27. never been kissed - pangit kasi
28. gone in 60 seconds - 1 round, tulog
29. the fast and the furious - ang bitin, galit
30. too fast, too furious - kapag sobrang bitin, sobrang galit
31. dude, where's my car - dong, anong level ulit tayo nag-park?
32. beauty and the beast - ang asawa ko at ang nanay nya
33. the lord of the rings - ang alahero
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Funny Moment with IT401E
A day without a story to tell is a dead day for a teacher. A classroom is filled with 35 students with 35 different stories. 35 X 35? Hmmm.. nevermind..
Let me share one funny moment I had with my COMART4 class.
I was at the height of my busy discussion on the different types of business letters. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door - Sir Edwin with Julie, her wife, and Orange, her youngest. I excused myself from my students and went out. I offered my hand to my inaanak signaling “BLESS” (11 months na lang at Pasko na naman – sige ka..).. We just had a ‘tete-a-tete’ (maikling usapan – hindi po yan bastos) as they were about to go home and just stopped to say HI..
After the pinching I did to Orange (I miss having a baby), I went back inside. Then my students, out of the blue, asked: “Ma’am asawa po yun ni Sir?” (Ma’am, is that Sir’s wife? – hanep my translation pa..)
Then out of the green (maiba naman, lagi na lng blue eh), I replied: “Hinde, girlfriend nya! Natural asawa nya! (smiling while saying the line)” Ano ba namang tanong yun?? Then the class laughed.
Then a follow-up answer. “Inaanak ko yun.”
Came another mind-boggling and nerve cracking question from my student (Siguro nilibang lang ako para hindi kami mag-tuloy sa discussion..Hmmm.. too late to realize..) : “Sino ma’am?”
My goodness... “SIYEMPRE YUNG BATA, ALANGAN NAMANG SI SIR EDWIN O YUNG WIFE NYA ANG INAANAK KO!” (with a smile).. Then a roaring laughter...
I remember Vice-Ganda who made me laughed on his antics.
>>>>>> Restaurant scene: Pumasok si Vice-Ganda sa restaurant para kumain.
TINDERA: Sir, kakain po kayo?
VICE-GANDA: (nainis sa tanong) Hinde! Uupo lang! Magtitingin-tingin! Siyempre! kakain ako. Kaya nga ako pumasok eh! Bo__! Kung ang lahat nang kakain tatanungin ng KAKAIN PO KAYO, bakit nagbukas pa sila!
>>>>>> Mall Scene: Pumunta siya sa mall para bumili ng damit. Nagsukat.. Hindi kasya. Nagtanong sa Saleslady..
VICE GANDA: Miss may size pa kayo (habang suot ang damit)?
SALESLADY: Sir, para po sa inyo?
VICE-GANDA: (nainis!) Hinde! Para sayo ung bibilhin ko! Anong size mo?? Natural, para sa akin. Ang #%$#!
Isa pang sagot ni VICE GANDA: Hinde, para sa tatay mo! Ewan ko nga bakit ako ang nagsusukat!
Ang tanong naman kasi.. pang-asar.
They are funny though.
That’s life. We made fun of small things. Despite the heavy lecture that day, that class, IT401E, made my day great! Thanks to you guys!
NOTE: WAG NYO NANG UULITIN... hahahaha!
Let me share one funny moment I had with my COMART4 class.
I was at the height of my busy discussion on the different types of business letters. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door - Sir Edwin with Julie, her wife, and Orange, her youngest. I excused myself from my students and went out. I offered my hand to my inaanak signaling “BLESS” (11 months na lang at Pasko na naman – sige ka..).. We just had a ‘tete-a-tete’ (maikling usapan – hindi po yan bastos) as they were about to go home and just stopped to say HI..
After the pinching I did to Orange (I miss having a baby), I went back inside. Then my students, out of the blue, asked: “Ma’am asawa po yun ni Sir?” (Ma’am, is that Sir’s wife? – hanep my translation pa..)
Then out of the green (maiba naman, lagi na lng blue eh), I replied: “Hinde, girlfriend nya! Natural asawa nya! (smiling while saying the line)” Ano ba namang tanong yun?? Then the class laughed.
Then a follow-up answer. “Inaanak ko yun.”
Came another mind-boggling and nerve cracking question from my student (Siguro nilibang lang ako para hindi kami mag-tuloy sa discussion..Hmmm.. too late to realize..) : “Sino ma’am?”
My goodness... “SIYEMPRE YUNG BATA, ALANGAN NAMANG SI SIR EDWIN O YUNG WIFE NYA ANG INAANAK KO!” (with a smile).. Then a roaring laughter...
I remember Vice-Ganda who made me laughed on his antics.
>>>>>> Restaurant scene: Pumasok si Vice-Ganda sa restaurant para kumain.
TINDERA: Sir, kakain po kayo?
VICE-GANDA: (nainis sa tanong) Hinde! Uupo lang! Magtitingin-tingin! Siyempre! kakain ako. Kaya nga ako pumasok eh! Bo__! Kung ang lahat nang kakain tatanungin ng KAKAIN PO KAYO, bakit nagbukas pa sila!
>>>>>> Mall Scene: Pumunta siya sa mall para bumili ng damit. Nagsukat.. Hindi kasya. Nagtanong sa Saleslady..
VICE GANDA: Miss may size pa kayo (habang suot ang damit)?
SALESLADY: Sir, para po sa inyo?
VICE-GANDA: (nainis!) Hinde! Para sayo ung bibilhin ko! Anong size mo?? Natural, para sa akin. Ang #%$#!
Isa pang sagot ni VICE GANDA: Hinde, para sa tatay mo! Ewan ko nga bakit ako ang nagsusukat!
Ang tanong naman kasi.. pang-asar.
They are funny though.
That’s life. We made fun of small things. Despite the heavy lecture that day, that class, IT401E, made my day great! Thanks to you guys!
NOTE: WAG NYO NANG UULITIN... hahahaha!
BUHAY PAG-IBIG
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Yung ibang tao, naiinggit. Wala kasing nagmamahal sa kanila. Yung iba naman, tatanga-tanga! Minamahal na nga nang todo, binabalewala lang! Alam mo, swerte ka sana kaso tatanga-tanga lang!
Minsan na kong nagmahal, minsan na kong naloko. Minsan na nga lang,naagaw pa! Pero di bale! Mas bagay naman sila, eh. Isang basura, isang basurera. Perfect match, diba?
Nung iniwan mo ko, ikaw ang sinisi ko kung bakit ako lubos na nasaktan. Mahal kasi kita pero di mo ko maintindihan. Ngayon salamat,ha? Kasi kung di mo ko iniwan, hindi ko siya matatagpuan.
Sometimes you tend to be in despair when your loved one doesn't love you back. But don't worry, don't cry much. Just close your eyes and whisper, "Mahal din ako nun. Pakipot lang."
When you ran, I chased you.. You told me to stop following you. When I stopped, you got mad! Aminin mo na. In love ka rin sa kin, no?
If you ever find someone better, funnier or nicer than me, go ahead, hindi kita pipigilan. Pero pag iniwan ka ng gagong yun, tingin ka lang sa likod mo. Nandun ako, nang-aasar sayo, "Better than me pala, ha?"
Lagi ka na lang may rason. Nakalimutan mong tumawag, nakalimutan mong magtext, nakalimutan mong magpaalam. Pero ingat ka, ha? Baka pag naalala mong mahal mo ko, nakalimutan na kita.
Pag nakita mo na masaya ang mahal mo sa piling ng iba, wag kang malungkot o umiyak. Isipin mo na lang na masaya siya dahil mukhang clown ang kasama niya.
If I see you flirting with others, I won't cry. Instead I'll stand in front of you, chin up, stomach in, chest out at sabay sabi, "Mas masarap akong magmahal diyan. Sana wag mong pagsisihan!"
Kapag ikaw ang iniyakan ng lalaki, ang swerte mo dahil mahal ka nga niya! Pero pag ikaw ang umiyak dahil lang sa kanya, di ka lang malas, tanga ka pa! Lalaki lang yan, pwede ba?
Minsan lang magmahal ang pusong tanga. Niloko pa! Subukan kaya niya ang magmahal at lokohin din siya? Nang masabi niyang,"GOSH! Masakit pala!"
Nagkita kami ng ex mo kanina. Nalaman niyang tayo na. Pinagmasdan niya ko at bigla siyang tumawa. Sabay sabi, "Pang-ilan ka? Ako kasi yung una!" Sagot ko, "Una ka nga, ako naman ang last niya!"
When you love, don't give your 100%. Leave at least 70% for yourself so if ever he'll hurt you, you could still stand up to him and say, "Wala na bang mas sasakit pa diyan? Sus, walang kwenta!"
If someone leaves you, don't dare cry. Just smile and be happy. Pero bago mo siya tuluyang palayain, ibulong mo to sa kanya, "Maganda ako. Pasalamat ka pinatulan kita!"
Before, hinahabol kita pero di mo ako pinapansin. Tapos isang araw nawala ako, hinanap mo ako at tinanong, "Bakit ka nagsawa?" Ngumiti ako, "Hindi ako nagsawa. Natauhan lang."
Pwede mo kong lokohin pero wag kang magpapahuli sakin. Pwede mo kong palitan pero siguraduhin mong mas mahal mo siya sakin. Pwede mo kong iwan pero siguraduhin mong kaya mo. Kasi pag ako sobrang nasaktan,wala ka nang babalikan.
Boys? Pag trip ka, magpapakilala. Kaibigan kuno hanggang pumorma na. Tapos pag nahulog ka na, ayun, goodbye na dahil sawa na sila. Pero dapat walang iiyak ha dahil ..... anong silbi ng karma?
I fell in love and got hurt but I didn't shed too much tears nor did I ask him to love me again. Instead, I stood up proudly and said, "Ganyan talaga ang magaganda! Hindi bagay sa tanga!"
Simple lang para hindi ka masaktan. Kapag minahal ka, mahalin mo din. Kapag ginago ka, gaguhin mo rin. Pero kapag umiyak ka, tanga ka! Ginago ka na nga, iiyakan mo pa?
Yung ibang tao, naiinggit. Wala kasing nagmamahal sa kanila. Yung iba naman, tatanga-tanga! Minamahal na nga nang todo, binabalewala lang! Alam mo, swerte ka sana kaso tatanga-tanga lang!
Minsan na kong nagmahal, minsan na kong naloko. Minsan na nga lang,naagaw pa! Pero di bale! Mas bagay naman sila, eh. Isang basura, isang basurera. Perfect match, diba?
Nung iniwan mo ko, ikaw ang sinisi ko kung bakit ako lubos na nasaktan. Mahal kasi kita pero di mo ko maintindihan. Ngayon salamat,ha? Kasi kung di mo ko iniwan, hindi ko siya matatagpuan.
Sometimes you tend to be in despair when your loved one doesn't love you back. But don't worry, don't cry much. Just close your eyes and whisper, "Mahal din ako nun. Pakipot lang."
When you ran, I chased you.. You told me to stop following you. When I stopped, you got mad! Aminin mo na. In love ka rin sa kin, no?
If you ever find someone better, funnier or nicer than me, go ahead, hindi kita pipigilan. Pero pag iniwan ka ng gagong yun, tingin ka lang sa likod mo. Nandun ako, nang-aasar sayo, "Better than me pala, ha?"
Lagi ka na lang may rason. Nakalimutan mong tumawag, nakalimutan mong magtext, nakalimutan mong magpaalam. Pero ingat ka, ha? Baka pag naalala mong mahal mo ko, nakalimutan na kita.
Pag nakita mo na masaya ang mahal mo sa piling ng iba, wag kang malungkot o umiyak. Isipin mo na lang na masaya siya dahil mukhang clown ang kasama niya.
If I see you flirting with others, I won't cry. Instead I'll stand in front of you, chin up, stomach in, chest out at sabay sabi, "Mas masarap akong magmahal diyan. Sana wag mong pagsisihan!"
Kapag ikaw ang iniyakan ng lalaki, ang swerte mo dahil mahal ka nga niya! Pero pag ikaw ang umiyak dahil lang sa kanya, di ka lang malas, tanga ka pa! Lalaki lang yan, pwede ba?
Minsan lang magmahal ang pusong tanga. Niloko pa! Subukan kaya niya ang magmahal at lokohin din siya? Nang masabi niyang,"GOSH! Masakit pala!"
Nagkita kami ng ex mo kanina. Nalaman niyang tayo na. Pinagmasdan niya ko at bigla siyang tumawa. Sabay sabi, "Pang-ilan ka? Ako kasi yung una!" Sagot ko, "Una ka nga, ako naman ang last niya!"
When you love, don't give your 100%. Leave at least 70% for yourself so if ever he'll hurt you, you could still stand up to him and say, "Wala na bang mas sasakit pa diyan? Sus, walang kwenta!"
If someone leaves you, don't dare cry. Just smile and be happy. Pero bago mo siya tuluyang palayain, ibulong mo to sa kanya, "Maganda ako. Pasalamat ka pinatulan kita!"
Before, hinahabol kita pero di mo ako pinapansin. Tapos isang araw nawala ako, hinanap mo ako at tinanong, "Bakit ka nagsawa?" Ngumiti ako, "Hindi ako nagsawa. Natauhan lang."
Pwede mo kong lokohin pero wag kang magpapahuli sakin. Pwede mo kong palitan pero siguraduhin mong mas mahal mo siya sakin. Pwede mo kong iwan pero siguraduhin mong kaya mo. Kasi pag ako sobrang nasaktan,wala ka nang babalikan.
Boys? Pag trip ka, magpapakilala. Kaibigan kuno hanggang pumorma na. Tapos pag nahulog ka na, ayun, goodbye na dahil sawa na sila. Pero dapat walang iiyak ha dahil ..... anong silbi ng karma?
I fell in love and got hurt but I didn't shed too much tears nor did I ask him to love me again. Instead, I stood up proudly and said, "Ganyan talaga ang magaganda! Hindi bagay sa tanga!"
Simple lang para hindi ka masaktan. Kapag minahal ka, mahalin mo din. Kapag ginago ka, gaguhin mo rin. Pero kapag umiyak ka, tanga ka! Ginago ka na nga, iiyakan mo pa?
DAUGHTER'S WOE
Mothers they say are the greatest of all creations; through them sprung life… and more life… Without them, mankind has long been extinguished… long gone… perished.
But when mothers are stricken with the fangs of pain brought by an ailment, one could not keep her heart from weeping…seeing the source of her strength on bed, frail.
Tears rolled as I look into her sacrifices… I was nurtured with love and excitement for nine months in her womb. I felt part of her… I could not discount her effort of making me educated. The mornings of waking up, bringing me to wherever school she would be assigned. The hours of sweat and tiredness when she looked for me on my first time of leaving her because she scolded me.. She walked a mile trying to locate me…
Never a word when she saw me… Just embraces knowing that I was safe.
Her sleepless nights of waiting for me because I was with my friends… Later did I realize how I deprived her of sound sleep and rest…
I had been in the hospital too for numerous times brought by surgeries, illnesses, giving birth. I saw the sadness in her every time she would see me being carried to the operating room… But as I opened my eyes, her face I would see… then she would rub her hand on my forehead, then would fix my hair. Mother's touch...
During my failed relationships, she never hurled vindictive words… she was there to understand…
Tuberculosis meningitis with hydrocephalus… Blood clot in the basal skull…My mother does not deserve that. She never did us wrong… Why her?
God’s plan. Perhaps. Am I rationalizing?
I could not explain how painful it was seeing her in her worst condition. She would complain of head pain, would ask for food -- because she has not been given for days… How I wanted to sneak and buy her whatever food she would clamor. More than the scars left by my previous relationships, this is a torture… more agonizing…
This has taught me more lessons in life… that’s why I am sharing… Love your mother. Care for her while she is still capable of returning your hugs and embraces. Laugh with her while she can still throw back the pun. Buy her things you think she would like while she could still say thank you.
Regrets. How I wish I have never been that stubborn. Never hard headed. How I wish I had given her the life she wanted… A life not full of worries, tears, and fears.
It is difficult to give up things we hold dear on earth.. But I have to realize the truth… The truth that my mother would no longer be with us… That is the painful reality..
Pain is beautiful when one can rise from its debilitating power… I still cling to God… Sooner, sadness will all be over…
But when mothers are stricken with the fangs of pain brought by an ailment, one could not keep her heart from weeping…seeing the source of her strength on bed, frail.
Tears rolled as I look into her sacrifices… I was nurtured with love and excitement for nine months in her womb. I felt part of her… I could not discount her effort of making me educated. The mornings of waking up, bringing me to wherever school she would be assigned. The hours of sweat and tiredness when she looked for me on my first time of leaving her because she scolded me.. She walked a mile trying to locate me…
Never a word when she saw me… Just embraces knowing that I was safe.
Her sleepless nights of waiting for me because I was with my friends… Later did I realize how I deprived her of sound sleep and rest…
I had been in the hospital too for numerous times brought by surgeries, illnesses, giving birth. I saw the sadness in her every time she would see me being carried to the operating room… But as I opened my eyes, her face I would see… then she would rub her hand on my forehead, then would fix my hair. Mother's touch...
During my failed relationships, she never hurled vindictive words… she was there to understand…
Tuberculosis meningitis with hydrocephalus… Blood clot in the basal skull…My mother does not deserve that. She never did us wrong… Why her?
God’s plan. Perhaps. Am I rationalizing?
I could not explain how painful it was seeing her in her worst condition. She would complain of head pain, would ask for food -- because she has not been given for days… How I wanted to sneak and buy her whatever food she would clamor. More than the scars left by my previous relationships, this is a torture… more agonizing…
This has taught me more lessons in life… that’s why I am sharing… Love your mother. Care for her while she is still capable of returning your hugs and embraces. Laugh with her while she can still throw back the pun. Buy her things you think she would like while she could still say thank you.
Regrets. How I wish I have never been that stubborn. Never hard headed. How I wish I had given her the life she wanted… A life not full of worries, tears, and fears.
It is difficult to give up things we hold dear on earth.. But I have to realize the truth… The truth that my mother would no longer be with us… That is the painful reality..
Pain is beautiful when one can rise from its debilitating power… I still cling to God… Sooner, sadness will all be over…
OF LOVE and SANITY
Intelligent minds with vulnerable hearts…
During life’s most depressing moments, the artist’s craftsmanship in words and in expressing his thoughts rises.. It is the time where he pulls from within all his emotions.. his anguish.. his fears…his hatred…
We’re not given problems we can not handle… an optimistic retaliation to life’s intricacies. Truth is, heart is so vulnerable… It could easily succumb to blows… especially if it attacks people you love… people you cared for..
When one falls in love, he never asks for more than what the other person could give. He contends himself to giving and never asking for anything in return.. It’s just love… one doesn’t ask for it… it has to be freely given …not demanded..
But what if it is neither? How should one feel if love is never returned? Should he continue on loving? On caring? On giving everything?
Sometimes, I wonder if love is really love… it has to be an inspiration… it should make one on feet and give him the courage to baffle life’s setbacks… But what if it is love itself that slowly decaying one’s sanity?
The mind is placed above the heart for it to rule over the latter… One should never be overcome by what he feels.. by his emotions… he must think of what is right.. of what should be.. True, but it is easier said than done…
Reasons diminish if one is pressed down the floor… He seeks no more for friends… he wallows in tears alone… the walls are his silent listener…
He finds comfort in solitude… in darkness… for it is only then that he could cry out loud and tell the world his cruelty… People care less… they care not.. That is the most hurting reality….
People would always give reasons for their wrongdoings… shallow… pretentious.. in an attempt to throwback the blames.. It is just that, they are too insensitive of what one feels that they assume emotions to be an exaggeration.
Writing has always been my refuge… It is here where I put all.. where I give all.. where I tell the world how painful it is living with people who do not return love given to them…
Life is indeed complicated… a lot of unanswered questions … One should learn how to defy it.. Otherwise, one would choose to take his life and leave rather than be hurt…
As I pause, it is then I would collect the pains I’ve been through… But I am still here… alive… telling what my heart feels… then tears will again start rolling down my deep eyes… I am hurt… really hurt… but have always prayed for serenity… for the calmness of my spirit.. for the refuge of my soul…
I will never stop loving… hence, I will continue writing…
During life’s most depressing moments, the artist’s craftsmanship in words and in expressing his thoughts rises.. It is the time where he pulls from within all his emotions.. his anguish.. his fears…his hatred…
We’re not given problems we can not handle… an optimistic retaliation to life’s intricacies. Truth is, heart is so vulnerable… It could easily succumb to blows… especially if it attacks people you love… people you cared for..
When one falls in love, he never asks for more than what the other person could give. He contends himself to giving and never asking for anything in return.. It’s just love… one doesn’t ask for it… it has to be freely given …not demanded..
But what if it is neither? How should one feel if love is never returned? Should he continue on loving? On caring? On giving everything?
Sometimes, I wonder if love is really love… it has to be an inspiration… it should make one on feet and give him the courage to baffle life’s setbacks… But what if it is love itself that slowly decaying one’s sanity?
The mind is placed above the heart for it to rule over the latter… One should never be overcome by what he feels.. by his emotions… he must think of what is right.. of what should be.. True, but it is easier said than done…
Reasons diminish if one is pressed down the floor… He seeks no more for friends… he wallows in tears alone… the walls are his silent listener…
He finds comfort in solitude… in darkness… for it is only then that he could cry out loud and tell the world his cruelty… People care less… they care not.. That is the most hurting reality….
People would always give reasons for their wrongdoings… shallow… pretentious.. in an attempt to throwback the blames.. It is just that, they are too insensitive of what one feels that they assume emotions to be an exaggeration.
Writing has always been my refuge… It is here where I put all.. where I give all.. where I tell the world how painful it is living with people who do not return love given to them…
Life is indeed complicated… a lot of unanswered questions … One should learn how to defy it.. Otherwise, one would choose to take his life and leave rather than be hurt…
As I pause, it is then I would collect the pains I’ve been through… But I am still here… alive… telling what my heart feels… then tears will again start rolling down my deep eyes… I am hurt… really hurt… but have always prayed for serenity… for the calmness of my spirit.. for the refuge of my soul…
I will never stop loving… hence, I will continue writing…
"VINCENT"
“Now i understand
What you tried to say to me,
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen; they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.”
Why do people resort to leaving this world at their own way? Why do they take their own lives? Is the world so hurting and so painful that one has to leave it the easy way?
If one has been through a lot of unbearable pains, he seeks for serenity of mind… for the calmness of his spirit.. for the numbness of his heart… he seeks for life’s end…
Sometimes, one can’t help but ponder on the thought of doing the same thing… for that is the easiest way out… out of this insensitive world…out of the people who care less and who care no more…
Loving is said to be the sweetest thing.. you share and eventually become one… you care less for who he is.. for what he is.. you never look at the past but instead he becomes your present and your future. He becomes your life….
But people sometimes are ill-content.. Despite giving everything, they seem not to understand… not to listen… They shut their ears; blinded their eyes;hardened their hearts... Then it becomes an agony...
Spirits weaken when you do not hear anymore the voice that keeps you moving. There is a deafening silence… It is saddening when you do not anymore feel the warmth in the touch.. You begin to ask.. to wonder..
Then the heart bleeds… weeps… for loneliness… for the unrequited love...
You try to escape from reality… from the truth.. for it haunts you; it creeps into your inner soul…
What went wrong?… Is it too much to give much? If you feel ecstatically in love, all you want is to give all… even your own soul.. All you want is to live life with him…
Is love so suffocating that one prefers to give it up and seek for freedom? Is love so weakening that it could decay reasons, logic..?
Isn’t it difficult to give up things we hold dear on earth? But why do some, despite being loved and cared for, never realize that?
I condemn not those who find solitude through death… Their hearts must have bled badly.. No matter what harrowing they did, still, they failed to rise above the debilitating sorrow. It consumed them…
Reason is vague for one who loves and cares much, yet disregarded as if he does not exist. All he wants is to run to an obscure place where he could forget or find death….
If one takes his own life, people would ask.. people would turn their heads and ears toward him… then they would start to care.. to feel the loss……
Tears and sighs are in vain… the body is cold and the heart could feel no more… Weeping could no longer soothe the spirit.. could no longer heal the soul… They are dead…
Embrace not the cold dead body for it would no longer feel the warmth…
Regret will do no good… it would no longer revive the hopes and dreams…
Listen… understand… touch… love…
“For they could not love you
But still, your love was true.
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do.
But i could’ve told you, vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.”
What you tried to say to me,
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen; they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.”
Why do people resort to leaving this world at their own way? Why do they take their own lives? Is the world so hurting and so painful that one has to leave it the easy way?
If one has been through a lot of unbearable pains, he seeks for serenity of mind… for the calmness of his spirit.. for the numbness of his heart… he seeks for life’s end…
Sometimes, one can’t help but ponder on the thought of doing the same thing… for that is the easiest way out… out of this insensitive world…out of the people who care less and who care no more…
Loving is said to be the sweetest thing.. you share and eventually become one… you care less for who he is.. for what he is.. you never look at the past but instead he becomes your present and your future. He becomes your life….
But people sometimes are ill-content.. Despite giving everything, they seem not to understand… not to listen… They shut their ears; blinded their eyes;hardened their hearts... Then it becomes an agony...
Spirits weaken when you do not hear anymore the voice that keeps you moving. There is a deafening silence… It is saddening when you do not anymore feel the warmth in the touch.. You begin to ask.. to wonder..
Then the heart bleeds… weeps… for loneliness… for the unrequited love...
You try to escape from reality… from the truth.. for it haunts you; it creeps into your inner soul…
What went wrong?… Is it too much to give much? If you feel ecstatically in love, all you want is to give all… even your own soul.. All you want is to live life with him…
Is love so suffocating that one prefers to give it up and seek for freedom? Is love so weakening that it could decay reasons, logic..?
Isn’t it difficult to give up things we hold dear on earth? But why do some, despite being loved and cared for, never realize that?
I condemn not those who find solitude through death… Their hearts must have bled badly.. No matter what harrowing they did, still, they failed to rise above the debilitating sorrow. It consumed them…
Reason is vague for one who loves and cares much, yet disregarded as if he does not exist. All he wants is to run to an obscure place where he could forget or find death….
If one takes his own life, people would ask.. people would turn their heads and ears toward him… then they would start to care.. to feel the loss……
Tears and sighs are in vain… the body is cold and the heart could feel no more… Weeping could no longer soothe the spirit.. could no longer heal the soul… They are dead…
Embrace not the cold dead body for it would no longer feel the warmth…
Regret will do no good… it would no longer revive the hopes and dreams…
Listen… understand… touch… love…
“For they could not love you
But still, your love was true.
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do.
But i could’ve told you, vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.”
UNCERTAIN
Nothing is permanent in this world except change.
To hold on to something as permanent, for life, and eternal is an absurdity. Everything is uncertain. Nothing is perpetual. What you have now may be gone tomorrow.
When one falls in love, he gives all.. Not knowing that he has to leave some for himself. He doesn't see wrong for he makes himself blind… blinded by the strong emotions that even logic and heart failed to interpret and provide reasons. Reality is far from sight.
Though feelings are strong indicators of doubts, still, one confines himself to momentary happiness. Suspicions are never entertained till the day comes that he could no longer run away from it.. till he is faced-to- faced with who to keep and who to let go.. Choice… good choice… best decision.
From the excruciating pain of the past, one has to move on… learn and let go.
LEARN. Be hurt once but never twice. It’s plain inanity. Harbor not grudges; rather trust no one that easily. Logic still exists despite failures. Be not deceived by sweet words and promises. It might consume you to death the next time.
But despite the scars left by the wounds of the past, one could not keep his heart from beating… from loving again… ‘Tis what makes humans different. We love.. we get hurt.. yet we love again.. might be hurt again…Does that mean we learn not?
No… the heart still beats.. the eyes still see beauty… gather all the roses while you may… youth is not a forever glory… it fades when one ages… love if you still could… but stop if you should…
Be ready to shed tears when things fall out of place… AGAIN…
Told you, be fooled once, but never twice… Listen to your heart if he speaks of doubts and suspicions.. Gather your thoughts… Numb not yourself from the pain… if it hurts, then let go.. Do not hold on to something that would never be yours…
It feels good to be in love… probably why people risk all for it… Love is all that matters. But why are there thorns and storms in every relationship? Because we tend to love more than we should… Because we ask for more though we’ve been given all…
Human nature…
Never stop falling in love… just LEARN…cry if you should but do not anguish… be ready to get hurt… then love again…
Experiences, pains, tears – all these make us better than yesterday… the best tomorrow…
To hold on to something as permanent, for life, and eternal is an absurdity. Everything is uncertain. Nothing is perpetual. What you have now may be gone tomorrow.
When one falls in love, he gives all.. Not knowing that he has to leave some for himself. He doesn't see wrong for he makes himself blind… blinded by the strong emotions that even logic and heart failed to interpret and provide reasons. Reality is far from sight.
Though feelings are strong indicators of doubts, still, one confines himself to momentary happiness. Suspicions are never entertained till the day comes that he could no longer run away from it.. till he is faced-to- faced with who to keep and who to let go.. Choice… good choice… best decision.
From the excruciating pain of the past, one has to move on… learn and let go.
LEARN. Be hurt once but never twice. It’s plain inanity. Harbor not grudges; rather trust no one that easily. Logic still exists despite failures. Be not deceived by sweet words and promises. It might consume you to death the next time.
But despite the scars left by the wounds of the past, one could not keep his heart from beating… from loving again… ‘Tis what makes humans different. We love.. we get hurt.. yet we love again.. might be hurt again…Does that mean we learn not?
No… the heart still beats.. the eyes still see beauty… gather all the roses while you may… youth is not a forever glory… it fades when one ages… love if you still could… but stop if you should…
Be ready to shed tears when things fall out of place… AGAIN…
Told you, be fooled once, but never twice… Listen to your heart if he speaks of doubts and suspicions.. Gather your thoughts… Numb not yourself from the pain… if it hurts, then let go.. Do not hold on to something that would never be yours…
It feels good to be in love… probably why people risk all for it… Love is all that matters. But why are there thorns and storms in every relationship? Because we tend to love more than we should… Because we ask for more though we’ve been given all…
Human nature…
Never stop falling in love… just LEARN…cry if you should but do not anguish… be ready to get hurt… then love again…
Experiences, pains, tears – all these make us better than yesterday… the best tomorrow…
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