“Comprehending..”

He was lonely, alone, miserable and sad. Cut off from the world and his instinct tells him to run home. But he is away from home and don’t even know  what home is anymore. The man tries hard to laugh and mingle around, but the world is still incomplete. Days passed very slow. Everyday is the same. Everyday is empty.

“ Nobody really knows him. They only know his cover. But he wish he could let it free. Let them know what's under. “

It was his second year away from home. “This day will be normal as what is should to be.” he whispered while entering the strident classroom full of students giggling and chatting.
A young girl entered the room. It caught his attention. Butterflies on his stomach. The girl is short, hair is long and slanted eyes. Those eyes made his day. Though they are small, it lights up the room. His world. The guy can’t approach him. He’s shy and afraid. It’s impossible to talk to her and it’s futile to be her friend.

“ The first time he saw you, his heart whispered: "That's the one. “

 But God made a way. He let him to be his friend. They talked, hang out and shared secrets. Moments past and he fall in love with the girl. They knew that there’s something special between them but no one admitted their feelings. Hence, the girl is afraid falling to a friend. Both of them are even committed with someone else. Both of them are trapped in a relationship that’s not working.
The guy don’t believe in “Destiny” but believes in “Chance”. He never imagine that one day the girl will break up with his man. Knowing about it, he broke up with his girl too sacrificing his relationship for the girl he truly  loves.

“He didn't mean to fall in love but you made it so easy. “

 They became lovers. Just like that. Days, months, and years they shared and experience lot of things together. Being with her completed his empty world. Everyday is not a sad song anymore. .
She’s beautiful  like a sunset reflected in still water.
He loves how she move, her effortless grace. She love how  she walk, her rhythm and sway.
He turns him on.  It’s undeniable. It’s chemical. It’s electric.
Like no one else can, she awaken the man in him.
He was amazed with the kindness this girl has.
He loves everything about her. Her silliness and playfulness, how easily they  can laugh at themselves and at life.
He loves her jealousy and insecurity. He loves the (sometimes painful) honesty. He loves her willingness to face her fears and grow. Her courage, her strength.
He loves sharing his life with her. The triumphs and the failures, the laughter and the painful silence.

“Thank you for this wonderful gift Father”  the guy muttered with grace.

“It all comes down to who is by your side and who is willing to stand up for love even when it seems impossible “

 But relationship is not always rainbows and unicorns. They're together almost half of their lives. They've been through a lot. LOVE, CARE, BELIEVING and with the HELP from GOD, their family and friends, they beat everything.
Non sense fights
Being late on a date (She’s always late)
Debating what movie to watch or food to eat
Forgetting about monthsary messages
Being insensitive
Lack of communication
Jealousy
Insecurity
Long distance relationship
Cheating
“Fuck you! Name it. Been there, done that!”
Hand in hand they survived everything that came between them.

“Mistakes are proof that you are trying.. “

The guy become too cocky. He took the girl for granted most of the time. He became busy, distant, self-absorbed to make time for her.
“Complete imbecile and a fucking jerk!”
 Never did he expect, the girl got tired. Tired of waiting, forgiving and hoping the guy will change. She misses the day when they're so in love and effort is undying. Everyday became a struggle.

"Thank you for everything. Take care of yourself. God bless" She uttered.

They talked and bid goodbyes. No one ask for a chance. A chance to work it out.  It ended real quick. Never considering all the happiness and sadness. All the years they spent together.
She suddenly became a stranger..

“It's not the GOODBYE that hurts, but the FLASHBACKS that follow. “

 “Is it really the end for us? After all we had?”
“Do I really need to start my life again and start a new one without her?”
The guy asks himself realizing all the pain and bitterness the girl felt.
“I won’t let it go. I won’t let go the girl who thought me how to look at the glass as half full when I am certain it is half empty. The girl who took care of me when I’m sick and drunk. The girl who made me feel wanted and special. She is my rock. She reads me better than I read myself. She lifts me up when I am down and grounds me when my head is in the clouds. She accepted my everything. She is my everything..“

“I wont surrender. I will win her back. I promise..”

The guy cried in agony.






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Tarbaho

Dalawang linggo na ring natutuyo ang Three centimeters and 16 mb capacity kong utak.  Kahit na binaha na ko dito sa apartment nung isang araw ay di pa rin nagawang diligan ng baha ang natutuyo kong utak. Pano ba naman? Parang bumalik ulit ako sa pag aaral. Sumasailalim (hong lalim!) kasi ako ngayon sa isang matinding traning sa isang BPO Company. Oo! ako po ay nakahanap na ng bagong trabaho dito sa Pilipinas pagkatapos ng dalawang buwang pagigiging tambay.

Mahirap ang training na ito para akin kasi aminado naman akong di ako matalino at  medyo di ko talaga nakahiligan ang pag-aaral. Tsumatsansing lang kasi ako nung elementary sa mga kaklase kong babae, Pumuporma nung High School at lumalandi nung College.  Kaya ang pag upo at pakikinig sa isang Trainer ay talagang nakakapag paantok sa akin. Idagdag mo pang magandang babae ang Trainer kaya di talaga ako maka focus sa pakikinig sa kanya dahil kung ano ano na lang ang pumapasok sa isip ko pag nasa harap na siya. Hehe.

Moving on, masaya naman pala ang magtraining sa isang company tulad nito. Bukod sa mga lessons ay may Games and Activities pa na na eenjoy ko naman talaga. May mga rules pa na bawal magsalita ng tegelog, bawal ang over breaks, bawal ang late at siyempre ang pinaka sikat na bawal: Bawal ang Selpon sa loob ng klase. Ang pagsuway sa mga batas na ito na kami kami lang din ang gumawa, ay katumbas ng isang Litrong malamig na Redhorse o kung tawagin nila ay Mucho Points. Isang paglabag = 1 Mucho (Php 60). Nakaka dalawang pagsuway palang naman ako dahil sa Over Breaks kaya dalawang Mucho na para sa akin na qouta na ng bahay alak ko para sa pag inum ng beer. Kaya wala na kong balak dagdagan pa. Maybe?

Meron din kaming mga question and answer portion pag natatalo sa mga games. Mga tanong tulad ng:

Are you still Virgin?

What Position?

Does it hurt?

Really?? Virgin? weh? Where?

At marami pang iba na wala namang kinalaman sa pinag aaralan namin dahil nasa Technical and Billing Support kami ng isang ISP at hindi sa isang Porn Account. Pero masaya naman. Ilavet nga eh!  :)

Natatakot at kinakabahan lang ako ngayon. Next week kasi uumpisahan na namin yung tinatawag nilang Mock Calls? at pagkatapos naman nun yung Nesting Period naman daw. Tingin ko kasi parang ang hirap ata. Gusto ko sanang sabihin sa Trainer namin na Di ba pwedeng puro games at dirty questions na lang? Wala ng mock-mock at nest-nest na yan mem?

Naku! Bahala na!

Kakayanin Ser!!

Story of Appreciation

Very very touching story.

One young academically excellent person went for an interview for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview; BUT in that Company, the director did the last interview, and made the final decision.

The director discovered from the CV, that the youth’s academic result was excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never was there a year he did not score. The director asked,

“Did you obtain any scholarship in school?” and the youth answered “no”.

The director asked,” Did your father pay your school fees?”. The youth answered, “my father passed away when I was one year old and it was my mother who paid my school fees”.

The director asked, ” Where did your mother work?”

The youth answered, “my mother worked as cloth cleaner.” 

The director requested the youth to show his hands and the youth showed a pair of hands that was smooth and perfect to the director.

The director asked, ” Did you ever help your mother wash clothes before?”

The youth answered,” never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books, furthermore, my mother could wash clothes faster than I could”

The director said, I have a request, when you go back today, go and help to clean your mother’s hand, and then see me tomorrow morning.

The youth felt that the chance of landing the job was high and when he went back, he happily wanted to clean his mother’s hands. His mother felt strange. With happiness mixed with fear, she showed her hands to the kid.

The youth cleaned his mother’s hands slowly and his tears fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother’s hands were so wrinkled, and that there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that she shuddered when his mother’s hands were cleaned with water.

This is the first time that the youth realized and experienced that it is this pair of hands that washed the clothes every day to earn him the school fees and that the bruises in the mother’s hand were the price that the mother paid for his graduation and academic excellence and probably his future.

After finishing the cleaning of his mother’s hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.

That night, the mother and son talked for a very long time.

Next morning, the youth went to the director’s office.

The director noticed the tear in the youth’s eye and asked:

” Can you tell me what you did and learned yesterday in your house?”

The youth answered, ” I cleaned my mother’s hands and also finished washing all the remaining clothes.’

The director asked, ”Please tell me what you felt.”

The youth said:

“Number 1, I know what appreciation is now’. Without my mother, I would not be successful today.

Number 2, Now I know how to work together with my mother. Only now do I realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I know the importance and value of family relationship.”

The director said, “This is what I want. I want to recruit a person that can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the suffering of others to get things done, and a person that would not put money as his only goal in life to be my manager. You are hired.”

Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates, every employee worked diligently and as a team and the company improved tremendously.

The Lessons from this anecdote:

A child who has been protected and habitually given whatever he needs, develops an“entitlement mentality” and always puts himself first. He is ignorant of his parents’ efforts. When he starts work, he assumes every person must listen to him. When he becomes a manager, he will never know the suffering of his employees and always blame others. These kinds of people, may/will achieve good results and may be successful for a while, but eventually will not feel a sense of achievement or satisfaction.

If we happen to be this kind of (protective) parent, this is the time to ask the question - whether we did/do love our children or destroy them.

* You can let your child live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn to play the piano, watch a big screen TV but when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it.

* After a meal, let them wash their plate and bowl together with their brothers and sisters.

* It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love and show them the correct way.

* You want them to understand that no matter how rich their parents are, one day they will grow old, become weak and that their hair too will turn grey.

* The most important thing is for your child to learn how to appreciate, experience and learn the effort and ability needed to work with others in order to get things done. They should also value, appreciate what the parents have done and love them for who they are!

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