~Journey~

a Blessing

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 01:35:00 +0000

The video says it all.
To Nick Vujicic, you never fail making me feel how beautiful life is. You are indeed an inspiration to not only me but to all - You made me realized the true meaning of existence. We need not to have a perfect eyes, perfect face nor perfect body to be happy in life, we just need to appreciate what life's throwing upon us, to LOVE life in all circumstances. And above all, thank God for each day that we got the chance to enjoy life - to wake up another morning, to be able breathe, to communicate, to travel and be amazed with the wonders of creation, that that is quite enough to say 'I am blessed'.

Thanks be to God!

An Email: MARRIAGE

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 08:12:00 +0000

.:Got this from e-mail, a friend of mine sent this on my Inbox:.
.:A short story to Ponder:.

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and

said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.

Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know

what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,

Why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the

chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping.

I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.

But I could hardly give her a satisfactory

answer; she had lost my heart to Dew.

I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated

that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent

ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for

her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I

had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of

me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a

kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several

weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something

at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell

asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not

care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want

anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.

She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a

life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a

month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him

with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to

recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of

our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going

crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable

I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and

thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to

face the divorce, she said scornfully..

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was

explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we

both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy

in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to

the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in

my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about

the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside

the door. She went to wait for the bus to work.

I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my

chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I

hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she

was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair

was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I

wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy

returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was

growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this.

It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by.

Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few

dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my

dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so

thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her

heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out.

To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an

essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer

and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I

might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,

walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her

hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;

it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held

her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school.

I held her tightly and said,

I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the

door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked

upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew,

I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead..

Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head.

Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably

because she and I didn't value the details of our lives,

not because we didn't love each other any more.

Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on

our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed

the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my

wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and

wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face,

I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a

relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the

bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot

give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend

and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.

Do have a real happy marriage!

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize

how close they were to success

when they gave up.

Footprints in the Sand

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 21 Apr 2010 06:19:00 +0000

I just want to share this wonderful poem

-that always..it always does..

-gives me hope in every challenges and trials

-I face on my Journey.

May it also inspire you as you travel your way.

God Bless!

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.

For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand;

one belonged to him and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,

he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of his life

there was only one set of footprints.

He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest

and saddest time in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it.

"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you,

you'd walk with me all the way.

But I have noticed that during the most troublesome

times in my life, there is only one set of footprints.

I don't understand why when I needed you most

you would leave me."

The LORD replied,

"My son, my precious child,

I love you and I would never leave you.

During your times of trials and suffering,

when you see only one set of footprints,

it was then that I carried you."

Lent: Cross, an accepted suffering

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 06:45:00 +0000

Another year had passed since the last time I've shared my own personal "Lenten" reflection on this site. Too many events had happened in between --- death of my father-in-law, cancellation of wedding reservations, re-assessing and re-booking, job transfer of my husband, government issues, calamities and there also, our wedding but that was just the outer part of it, mainly the preface if we are to compare it with a book. In fact, 'tis just a tiny dot, visible only thru what scientist calls a microscope.What covers a vast or large area in one's life is the experience, how this certain event has molded us, has re-formed us. Did we ever stop and for a moment reflected upon these events? Or even ask ourselves as to why and what's the purpose of it?

Many times I question myself as to why do we celebrate Lent? The main purpose of watching over and over again scenes from the Passion of Christ, listening to Christ's seven last words during Good Friday and why do we call it such well in fact, 'tis the day that Jesus was crucified? Are we rejoicing for his death? Yes, I am one of the many who question this --- long before I entered the Covenant Community I am serving for the last five years, long before when I usually judge the book by its cover and not the content. And true, we are in fact rejoicing not for Christ's death but for the fulfillment of God's will, the Father's way of bringing the gift of salvation to the world, to us specifically. Jesus suffers for all of us and He does so willingly within the framework of obedience to the Father.

"Christ Jesus, though He was in the form of God, did not regard equality with God something to be grasped. Rather, he emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, coming in human likeness; and found human in appearance, he humbled himself, becoming obedient to death, even death on a cross." Phil 2:6-8

The passage was taken from the Second Reading of yesterday's Eucharistic Celebration, Palm Sunday, which marks the beginning of the Passiontide / Holy Week. A very inspiring reading that prepares us in the commemoration of the Passion of Christ. The Jews have the tradition of a yearly pilgrimage to Jerusalem for the celebration of Passover. As they would ascend the roads leading to Jerusalem, they would recite the Psalms of Ascent and sing joyful songs proclaiming the victory and reign of God over our lives and this is what we celebrated yesterday --- our soon to be victorious king over sin and death.

The gate has been opened once again this week for us to reflect upon the passion of Christ. For us to remember somehow that we will achieve nothing for the Kingdom of God without obedience to the Father's will. Human as we are, we tend to be blinded by worldly things, earthly desires that we forget what Jesus has given up for us many years ago. We live in a world that cares little for the truth and finds no importance of living our lives in accordance to the will of God. People seek to advance themselves and their ideas without regard for the well-being of others - in general as I may speak. The annual commemoration of the Death and Resurrection of Christ during the Holy Week is a way of awakening all of us that though we are sinners, like Dimas, if we are to address our sinfulness and repent, God will surely promise us paradise. It is this sort of selflessness that we need to learn if we ever hope to be with the Father. If we ever hope to join him once again in Jesus second coming. What awaits at the finish line is ~~NEVER~~ the end of the world but the paradise Jesus has promised for all of us. It is then through faith that we enter into the fullness of our being and who we truly are in the eyes of God. Be not afraid to take up your own cross, for it is indeed a symbol of an accepted suffering before the Father. Life is a continuous journey and we are given a chance each day to change our old ways and start anew. Change is not something that we should be ashamed of, it is rather something we should be proud in a humble way that we have addressed our transgressions and opened up ourselves to renewal.

Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.

Leigh Hunt (1784-1859)

Immortal Specie

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 19 Mar 2010 02:50:00 +0000

Turritopsis nutricula jellyfish,

a certain specie of Jellyfish belonging to the phylum Cnidaria and the class Hydrozoa, believed to be the only animal that has fully discovered the fountain of youth - reverting back to its polyp stage after becoming mature.

Photo Credit: Peter Schuchert

I was doing a research 'bout Immortality, to start with my new character reference on Role Playing (Rp) when I happen to surf this on yahoo - one of the top news actually at the Yahoo Homepage "The world's only immortal animal" contributed by Bryan Nelson.

Scientist say that Turritopsis is the only known case of a metazoan capable of reverting completely to immature colonial stage through the cell development of "Transdifferentiation". It is a cycle where a non-stem cell transforms into another type of cell. While other animals like salamanders can undergo limited transdifferentiation to regenerate organs, turritopsis is the only specie that can repeat its life cycle indefinitely and regenerates its entire body.

This ability to reverse the life cycle allows the Turritopsis to bypass death and thus rendering it potentially biological immortality. "We are looking at a worldwide silent invasion." said Dr Maria Miglietta of the Smithsonian Tropical Marine Institute since study shows the specie has already spread all over the world. Marine biologists are now studying the jellyfish to determine how it is able to reverse its aging process.

I checked and found it SUSPENDED!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 09:26:00 +0000

After a long years of staying out of the site, left alone this 19th of February, I thought of visiting the Sfogs.com.....again. To my surprise, 'twas far long suspended! Ask me why? Totally, NO IDEA. Whenever I typed its url, it redirects me to its sponsored listings. Hmmm, I am a person who

Never trust a SECOND hand information,

and always seek the TRUTH myself, so........

I googled it - to search for related articles and the results gave me datum re Sfogsreturns.com. Was happy then but I guess I'll have to enjoy disappointments. In my eagerness to click on the link, I got this;

'Twas clearly stated that the domain may be for sale by its owner. Dang! I love reading ghost stories. I love viewing ghost pictures. I love watching ghost videos. I love scaring myself. And I love that site. But why, after all the increasing numbers of site viewers it has to say goodbye to the public?

Sadly, it was banned by the Admin for the effect it has to some of the viewers. There was no detailed report as to why but yeah, it's as if it was ~~erased from the history of mankind.~~

--------> not contented at all, still I've tried looking for some possible site. and after several attempts of jumping from one link to another, I've successfully found this, WayBackMachine, an internet archive meant for future generations. Just type the page or website you want to view on the space provided on the upper center piece, click on the Take Me Back button and from there it'll give you the site archives. I also found the SFOGSzeRo, with the same developer of the original Sfogs site but found the pix, videos and stories not as scary as the first.

For additional info, here is the Sfogsreturns.com SiteLookup and Estimated Worth, in case you're interested.

A Perfect Valentine

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 13 Feb 2010 08:59:00 +0000

St. Valentine:

What is a perfect Valentine to you, m'lady?

Girl:

(drew a long breath and replied)

Hmmm, it is traditionally a day on which lovers express their love for each other by presenting flowers and choc'lates, sending greeting cards with heart-shaped outline and figure of Cupid.

Following the tradition, that...that would be perfect for me.

St. Valentine:

(in a soft voice)

I see...a delicately wrought ebony screen.

Girl:

(puzzled, she questioned)

I'm sorry, Sire? Forgive me but

what do you mean?

St. Valentine:

(smiling, gently he touched her eyes)

See with your heart.

Tell me, m'lady...tell me what's missing?

Girl:

Quietly, she drew herself in deep thoughts,

seeing everything in her surroundings;

the expression on each of the faces of the people,

the establishments,

the difference in the status of living,

the culture,

the traditions,

the religions,

the characters....

in silence she whispered

with tears falling down her cheeks,

"L.O.V.E"

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to all!!!

Prayer To Take Authority

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 06:10:00 +0000

Pray this before going to work or starting your day.

In the name of Jesus,

I take authority and I bind

all powers and forces in the air,

in the ground, in the water, in the underground,

in the netherworld, in nature and in fire.

You are the Lord over the entire universe

and I give you the Glory of your creation.

In Your name, I bind all demonic forces

that have come against us and our families

and I seal all of us in the protection of Your precious Blood

that was shed for us on the Cross.

In the name of Jesus,

I bind and command all the powers and forces of evil

to depart right now away from us, our homes and our lands.

And we thank you Lord Jesus

for You are faithful and compassionate God

Amen.

Mary, our Mother,

we seek your protection and intercession

with the Sacred Heart of Jesus

for us and our families,

and surround us with your mantle of love

to discourage the enemies.

Amen.

St. Michael and our Guardian Angels

come defend us and our families

in battle against all the evil ones that roam the earth.

Amen.

A Message...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 04:04:00 +0000

On this day of your life, Rizza, we believe God wants you to know ... that difficult people are very important, - they teach you tolerance and acceptance.
	If all was going your way all the time, you would become a spoiled child, wouldn't everyone? Difficult people are just one of the ways God teaches us to expand beyond our egos and accept other perspectives on life.

Got this from one of the many applications in Facebook

and I thought of sharing this on my site.

It's not everyday that we got the chance to open our Bible

and reflect on God's word.

Because of our busy scheds on our everyday life,

we sometimes fail to hear that small voice calling for our attention.

Sometimes we need to stumble upon this kind of apps

to be aware and be awakened.

And this message holds truth.

It's like, our imperfections

is God's way of reminding us

that no one has the right to judge others worth.

You know what the problem is......

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 02 Feb 2010 10:03:00 +0000

"I'm not happy anymore and so I ask for a divorce"

When marriage isn't working out the way you planned it to be, you call for a divorce. Forget 'bout the vows, the commitment and the covenant you've made to God in declaration of your UNCONDITIONAL love for your once upon a time partner.

In our present time, marriage is no longer, well for others, considered sacred as it was before. I've seen a lot of couples who are living happily together, some I could say that would last a lifetime but after a number of years, they fall apart unexpectedly. I am not of course, claiming that I have the perfect marriage ever written in the history of mankind since we just got married last month but I would like to stress out that even if other countries has legalized Divorce, we still have the choice of looking back on our vows and choose the course to make the marriage work.

Ours [how we survived our relationship]

Recall the day when you both first met. We were schoolmates in College. I see him every once in awhile together with his buds but never really had the chance to talk to him or exchange a simple "Hi's" and "Hellos". We were just plain friends back then. Not until one day, we were both waiting for our next class and got stuck up in an internet cafe --- then everything has changed. You might wonder why I've included this on my list, well, believe it or not, we never grew tired of recalling how our story ever started - the tale of our relationship. 'Tis in fact a good way of keeping the fire of your love for your partner burning. The power of 'YES', if yah know what I mean.
Pretend not and simply BE YOURSELF. In my past relationship, I usually pretend to be someone I am not. And for what? To impress. Trying to be the ideal person your partner is hoping for hence becomes the root cause of resentment in marriage, for most of the couples I know. That is also the reason why I don't believe in long-term courtship. Why? 'Cuz during this stage, man will do everything to impress you, he'll even climb the top and be your night and shining armor so that in the end he'll have the positive response from you. It's like an equation of he'll impress you, you'll impress him, totting up a bogus being. Be yourself and see where it leads you to --- just like I did.
Accept your partner as he is. Don't try to go and manipulate the person you're living with by comparing your strength to his capability. Before marriage, it is extremely difficult for us to see right thru our partner's eyes and spot his strengths and weaknesses.There's still this romantic blindness that only wears off after marriage. According to Dr. Harold J. Sala in his book, Making Marriage Work, he stated that there can be peace instead of conflict in your home if you learn to respect each other as individuals whose differences complement each other. God's plan in marriage is for us to love and accept each other as we really are - not to marry and then begin to force, nag and push a mate into the ideal we had hoped to marry. See the importance now of 'being yourself' at the start of your relationship? Just remember, your partner is not a machine that you can program to meet your likings.
Keep the communication line open. Men see things differently than women at most cases. They talk less about their feelings and their problems while women are vocal. It is however important to see to it that the one who is addressed understands the message being conveyed instead of getting a wrong implication from what was really meant. Leave no room for misunderstanding simply because you kept your mouth shut.
Do not let the sun go down on your anger. Unresolved anger turns into wrath. Wrath, then could lead to separation. That is why, it is of great importance settling our quarrels before we sleep --- advice from my mom to us, which we both practice up to now. Issues from the past and/or in the present must be acknowledged and tackled by both parties. Discuss it in such a manner that "Honey, if I'll shed some tears tonight, I hope you'll promise me that someday, it won't run down my cheeks for the same reason again." --- Deal with the problem, talk to your mate in private, know the root cause, find the solution and learn from it. Sometimes we have to place ourselves under the shoes of the other in order for us to fully understand what he/she feels about the situation.
Take time for fun and romance. Nothing beats the laughter as a way of reducing stress level between couples. With all of life's pressure, both needs some space to breath and enjoy each others company, to appreciate life in a different perspective. There are a lot of things stored in the attic that can spice up your relationship. You can leave your husband a simple smoochy note as you wake up in the morning, make some plans for a romantic and adventurous weekend, act like a kid and think like a kid sometimes, and mix your relationship with lotsa lotsa of surprises. Remember --- think of your husband not just a partner but a best-ever-friend as well.
Be each others Pillar. When one stumbles, the other reaches out. Sprinkle a little dust of appreciation to your spouse. He may not have the 'very satisfactory' rating from his boss or others may not have the same opinion as his, but what you think of him as a person, THAT will matter the most. Be his inspiration - the highest peak of his goal, appreciate him more than any jewels in the world, not only that you're giving him the will to pursue, you also make him feel his worth.
Put God at the center of your family. Just allow him to be the author of your life.

The Pencil says it all...

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 06:02:00 +0000

Got this text message from a friend and...

it tells about life's journey.

...Read and Reflect...

A pencil maker once

told his pile of pencils

five important lessons

Everything you do will always leave a mark.

You can always correct the mistakes you've done.

What is important is what's inside you.

In life, you will undergo painful sharpenings

which will make you a better pencil.

The most important is....

to be the best pencil you can be,

you must allow yourself to be held and

guided by the Hand that holds you.

My Perception

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 30 Jan 2010 15:45:00 +0000

When it comes to love,

You're willing to sacrifice...

You'll do anything....

Almost everything...

You lie...

You cry...

You smile...

You become a slave to your own feelings...

Love changes your moods...

Your every being...

The way you think...

The way you see things around you...

The way you perceive life...

Without love...

Life is a waste...

Dull...

Hollow...

No life at all...

For this,

I wouldn't dare living my life...

Without YOU...

'cause you're....

My love...

My life...

Dedicated to my husband, Karl

I'll Trade for $4000

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 02:53:00 +0000

Was browsing some of the news feed on facebook this morning

when I stumbled upon this video shared by a friend of mine.

Was hesitant to really watch it at first seeing the label on it

but took the courage to do so, out of curiosity.

And this is what I've got.....

A totally disturbing images of fetus being served as a meal.

Left not contented, I searched thru the internet

for a reference just to prove its credibility and 'tis proven.

Published on Seoul Times, dated September 30, 2008

with article: "Chinese Eat Baby Soup for Sex"

under Letters to the Editor Section

confirms and justifies this video.

It says that an email report was sent to Seoul Times

stating that a certain town in the southern province of Canton (Guangdong)

is on trend on taking on baby herbal soup

to increase overall health and stamina

particularly in sexual performance.

To prove this, a factory manager was interviewed,

a frequent customer on the said restaurant

and he absolutely testified!

The cost of fetuses in China is $4000,

and those babies who is close to be born and die naturally cost 2000,

WHATTA!!! Oh my, don't let me curse!

and they have price for this?!?

Goodness!!!

For the rest of the report, Click HERE, 'cuz I can't stand it any longer.

Or maybe you want a detailed context, BABY SOUP.

I want to hate them [people involved only],

I want to curse them for doing this inhumane act

but I can't and even if I can,

my small voice will not be heard and

in addition, cursing will not change anything at all.

BUT it doesn't mean there's ~~NO OTHER WAY~~,

GOD is with US,

thru PRAYERS we CAN.

In Matthew 18:20, it says,

For where two or three are gathered together in my name,

there am I in the midst of them.

WARNING:

I am about to post a copy of the video from youtube,

don't click the play button if you have a weak stomach.

Footnote: This goes for the proposal of legalizing abortion in the Philippines. a NO, NO!!!

Absence

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 03:32:00 +0000

Life is busy...

Single, deals with parents, school, part-time job, home works,

projects, house chores, parties, love, diet

F-U-N

After Grad, you dealt with choosing a career, work, work, work,

meetings, success, time

R-E-S-P-O-N-S-I-B-I-L-I-T-I-E-S

Married Life, that's when you set up your

P-R-I-O-R-I-T-I-E-S

All the post-it sums up how busy life is BUT

having your family with you,

it's WORTH THE JOURNEY.

December Puppies

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 14:08:00 +0000

Oh-Em-Gee!!! Chiwa gave birth to four lovely puppies this morning, 17th of December.

Okay, I didn't keep track of my dog's breeding date so I'm completely innocent when to expect what. I usually depend on my instincts and how Chiwa communicates with me when she's in this kind of stage. 'Tis her third time of pregnancy though. The first, she lost two of her four puppies 'cuz of incompatibility, and on the second, she had a miscarriage. After that incident, I wanted to stop her from giving birth, afraid that I might lose her but then later thought of giving it another try. Well, out of crazy idea that she might want to experience a 'no-death-of-me-&-my-puppies' pregnancy. And....viola! Wish granted. She successfully gave birth to four cutie puppies early morn, at 4 o'clock in the morning to be exact. Whew! This was the very first time I heard Chiwa, made a one quick sort of 'a cry' as her first puppy slides out. I was worried at first seeing the puppy not moving, will surely rip my heart apart if she's gonna end up losing her puppy again but to my surprise, after spending the rest of the minutes praying while watching her licks and tears the slippery cover out from the pup. Yes, I did watch her carefully, examining every detail of her action, making sure it was well recorded....in my memory just in case something goes wrong, you'll never know. So, seeing the pup's breathing and that Chiwa is doing fine, I went inside my mom's room and epically failed to fight against sleepiness. My purpose was supposed to only leave Chiwa for a few moment knowing that she will be pushing her next pup in the next 15 to 45 minutes....but sad to say, ME = zzZzzZZzz, waking up after two hours and hearing more than one cry from the outside. And there you have it, FOUR insy winsy tiny puppies under Chiwa's care.

Meet the Parents

[Left: Shadow, Right: Chiwa]

An applause for Chiwa in her successful labor.

Record

Mother: Chiwa

Breed: Chihuahua-Spitz (mixed)

Delivery Room: Sofa

Date of Birth: December 17, 2009

Time of First Pup: 4 a.m.

No. of Live Pup: Four

No. of Dead Pup: None

Gender Classi: Female (all)

I Forbid You....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 03:38:00 +0000

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Leaving you a note.

Event III of this short story has been long overdue. Because of my hectic schedules over the last minute preparation of our wedding, I have to temporarily stop my writing on this one. Been spending hours every night thinking 'bout the next scene and although I already have the draft, still it was not well-presented. I'm crossing my fingers that I will be able to continue this early next year. And since I haven't got any positive response yet on the first two events, pretty sure delaying the third event won't be that much of effect.

Early Happy Holiday greetings to all!!!

A Bit Disappointed

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:59:00 +0000

The most awaited sequel of Twilight Saga after its first hit last 2008. The one movie that left me hanging-by-a-moment, wanting my own Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson, "Harry Potter") to appear before my very life and hold me as his captive. I know I haven't made a review on the first release of Stephenie Meyer's novel, "Twilight" though the movie gave me an endless nights of 'wishing upon the stars' to turn my partner into a vampire. Like any other ordinary gal, I am one of those whose hearts wilts at the mention of the word vampire and would willingly surrender one's life in cravings for that fatal bite. Odd as it may seem but that's how fanatic I am.

Twilight, the first released series did turned out in blockbuster legions. To be honest, at first I pay less attention to it. IT DID NOT....really draw me some interest NOT UNTIL

I had the DVD copy played on my player. I was like "So, this is what all the fuss is about? Whatever happened to not missing any detail of vampire romance? You call yourself a fan and yet missing this one? Darn, curse you!" Lol, that was my first reaction. I guess it's pretty obvious how mad I am with myself for ignoring it the whole month when all the teenage girls were in roving packs descending to theaters while ME? Ugh! I hate remembering. Now, back to discussion, after which, I can't wait to have a copy of the four novels. Twilight Saga was the first-ever novel that I've fervently read. This justifies Edward's line "Every thing about me invites you in, my voice, my face, even my smell." 'cept for the smell thing. It's as if the movie and the book cast me into a spell that I can't find the strength to stay away from it anymore. Lol, still from one of the memorable quotes on Twilight. Okay, let's head into the bottom-line, the details of my disappointment.

While the casting on the film is perfect, Bella Swan (Kirsten Stewart) who moved from sunny Phoenix to rainy Forks when her mother (Sarah Clarke) re-marries, to live with her father Charlie (Billy Burke), the local chief police, met new circle of friends, Jessica (Anna Kendrick) and Angela (Christian Serratos), reunited with her childhood friend, Jacob (Taylor Lautner) and there, she met the most unlikely boy in the small, dreary town of Forks, Edward Cullen, a vampire. But the Cullens aren't one of the typical vampire, they brand themselves as 'vegetarian', meaning they don't drink human blood, instead, they live through the blood of the animals thus, making them an aberration among their kind. Soon enough, both are swept into a passionate human-vampire relationship, one that had put Bella's life in danger and in which, on the later narration had became the reason of Edward leaving Bella (later discussed on New Moon synopsis).

Surpassing the encounter with the exceptionally 'hunt-is-his obsession' bloodthirsty James (Cam Gigandet) with Laurent (Edi Gathegi) and Victoria (Rachelle Lefevre), did not gave Bella an assurance of being free from the danger inherent in Edward's family, not that it bothers her but then it tortures Edward in the process, especially the incident on her18th birthday, reason for Edward along with the rest of the clan headed by Carlisle (Peter Facinelli) to finally abandon Forks. Here is then where the story soars into a new level. Left alone, Bella had lived like a soulless being, lacking warmth and sensitivity to her surroundings. For three consecutive months she engaged with nothing but nightmares in her sleep. It was not until Bella's frequent togetherness with Jacob that she finds a deep solace, only then to realize that her childhood friend belongs to a supernaturally wolves, justifying the stories about the cold ones and Quileutes ascending from wolves to be true. Racing against the clock of nurturing friendship and finding her lost love, Bella faced the most deadly reunion with Edward along with the Volturi, having Aro (Michael Sheen), the chief among them, also Jane (Dakota Fanning). Enough said...

Hmmm...looking through the summary doesn't seem to show anything 'bout me being disappointed, am I right? Well, here's what I have to say: quoting back when I said, "while the casting is perfect", both the leads delivered a solid performances in Twilight, the original director Catherine Hardwicke, have successfully drew the emotion out from the novel, hitting a great impact to the audience and that includes me of course, but sadly to say, it doesn't in 'New Moon'. I was expecting, after reading all Meyer's Twilight Saga, especially "New Moon", the one series that made me shed a millions of tears and goes to numbness along with Bella, after all the wait, I reaped disappointment. The movie seems rushed and with so many flaws vs over all the details from the book. The structure is a mess, scene after scene, abandoning one plot over the other, altogether....so confusing and left me empty. Well, of course, the movie is 'realistic', books allow us to imagine, films don't and nothing beats our own imagination. But then.....Okay, let's say for argument's sake that I haven't read the book, still the movie did not build any connection with me. I mean, I did not even bother to get a DVD copy and watch it again. It lacks the call of interest and baffles anyone who haven't read the book because of its missing lines of scenes.

To validate my point, early reviews at Rotten Tomatoes, give New Moon a 4.6 out of 10 on average, and just 28 percent of Approved Tomatometer Critics rated it positive though it was a major hit on its opening night, including advanced ticket sales (Huffington Post, 2010). Simple saying goes; many did have come but only few was left satisfied.

Last Christmas being....

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:33:00 +0000

Was browsing the net for some Christmas medley song when
the sudden thought of last holiday being SINGLE strucked me.
Guess, pre-wedding jitters is slowly crawling down my spine
as the day of the most awaited moment of my life
is fast approaching.
Yes, I'd be spending my last Christmas being single this 25th of December.
Three days after that, I will be wearing this bond
that forever will hold me captive (willingly, that is).
Survey says, at most, brides and grooms usually gets nervous before wedding.
Pre-wedding jitters - cold feets - bridal nerves
- last minute anxiety is pretty normal.
Marriage is a big step in one's life - a total different stage,
others may consider it as something above any other achievements in life.
Thus, it's only normal to experience such.
Five years before I ever met my hubby to be,
marriage never crossed my mind.
I was left at the thought of being alone for the rest of my life.
Having books, cds, music and the like, the only companion meant for me.
But then again, my views in life has changed eversince I met him.
It was no longer a decision of one but of two person sharing one's life,
creating a whole new set of entity
that only fate has the rightful reason why they've met.
And having jitters and all that stuffs doesn't mean
that we're not meant for each other,
or that I am having second thoughts of marrying
this wonderful person I've been with for almost five years but...
after taking a break from wedding planning,
after spending some time without all the worries of the preparations,
I've realized that the anxieties I'm experiencing right now
is caused by all the stress we've been through
in the months of planning.
Taking into consideration all the stuffs
just to have a next to perfection wedding ceremony.
Hmmm....last Holiday being Single, huh?!
Well, if waking up the following day
next to the love of your life,
next to the person who completes the
haft beat of your heart,
then living life isn't such a waste.

Last Minute Detail

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 04:28:00 +0000

Okay...I know I haven't announced anything about the author of this blogsite getting married. It's not that I'm hiding it from the viewers but I want all things to be set up properly before I declare it to the public. Yes, you've heard it right. I, Rizza, will be blessed as Karl's wife in like two months after this post.

Well, it's a very long and I mean loooo00000nnng wedding prep. My future hubby proposed last 2007 on my birthday, that is, month of October in his simple yet romantic kind of way --- that sort of you can never say 'No'...We kept on changing scheds after that. First date was August 8, 2008 --- a very good number if we were to follow some old gen stuff. Then, we later changed it to November 27 of the same year. We were not stable at that time, financially and so we decided to make it on the following year and chose June, middle month of the year. So, we hired a wedding coordinator, to help us in the preparation since both of us don't have any idea about it. The needed preparation, the papers and stuff, seminars and all other things. We started on choosing a design for my dress. I had to search the World Wide Web just to have a simple flash in my head. I've signed up many sites that offers different dresses for entourage and bride. Went from pages to pages before I finally decided on my dress. It's a combination actually of two or three dresses in one. Would like to post it here but it's way too public to do so, maybe after the wedding? Hah! ^_^ Okay, I'll just give you a hint of what it looks like. I love SWAN, simple as that. The same thing goes with our wedding favors. There's this certain site called Simply Unique that provides personalized giveaways in a very affordable price. It's not on our place but then it's within the Philippines so I grabbed the chance. My nephew is working at the Capital Region of the Philippines so it's easier for him to have it hand-carried on one of his visits here. But before we finalized some arrangements with the firm, we first confirmed our chosen dates with the Hotel for our Reception and the Church. The most important thing that any couple must consider on their plan of marriage. When it's done then you can have all the other prep on the list --- registration, seminars, video/photographer, cakes, missallette, etc. You don't have any idea how many times we have to write and re-write the names of our guests....and with all the crisis life is throwing at us, we have to limit our number of guest down to 150 but failed. We can't just ignore and leave the others uninvited. So, in conclusion, we came up for 300 seats - well, just in case.

But then, as our wedding date is fast approaching, that is June 10. Last April, we received a sad news that changes all our plans. My fiance's dad died. And according to old man's belief, we have to cancel our chosen date for the wedding and not after six months or a year that we can have the rites. We cancelled all our reservations - hotel and church, we changed as well the date on our wedding favors and informed all our sponsors that we're moving the Wedding on the 28th of December. Maybe God has a reason for what had happened, maybe some of you have noticed what certain thing I didn't mention on the prep list...yes, the invitations. We were so focused on the other prep that we failed to include the invitations...See, what's my point here? Yes, maybe that's the reason why that our wedding was cancelled. For that we are thankful to the Lord.

And so, the clock's hand has been moving so fast that we are now two months away from the awaited moment. Two months to go and the rest of the chapters of our lives will be written as husband and wife, two being in one. In all things, God has his purpose. We shape our own destiny, God has given us the freewill to do so but still we have to choose it according to His will.

I Forbid You, Event II

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 04:59:00 +0000

Event II
The Hint

"Dave, are you sure we're not going to end up blaming ourselves for this?" Lianne anxiously confronted her husband.

Dave let out a heavy sigh as he places his Attaché case back on the desk and reach out for Lianne's hand, "Li, it's been a year and a half and everything seemed to fall on its proper places. You worry too much for Grace"

"I just can't help it, Dave. I can't afford to risk Grace meeting her....."

"Oh, shush it will you?!" Dave swiftly cut her off. "I don't want to hear anything anymore starting this minute. This case is close and no, that...." he paused, "that thing will never happen."

Lianne could not do anything else but to obey her husband. After all, he's Mr. Dave Buckenfield......at law.

****************

"Grace, right?"
Victor lifted his head from his notes and looked at me with a smile of perfection in his face. Still, my every muscle and cell refuses to believe that this is happening. Victor, seated right on the very corner, 'my corner' in this library room. He's not, I mean I am not the only one who was captured by his majestic attractiveness, everybody else. He's every woman's dream and the envy of the men.

He's a head turner, a smart lad and me? a nobody. It would never happen, there is no way 'US' could be possible. He's up there and I'm just a tiny weeny dot down here.

Victor clears his throat and I have to blink a few times before I could even form a decent word from my tangled thoughts...just wishing I could vanish into thin air for daydreaming infront of him. "Yes? You were saying?" was all I could manage to respond.

His mouth quirked with amusement at my response. "You know, it's nice that finally, words found its way out from you...are you always this quiet?"

Blushed. I could only stare at him.

"What's wrong now?" Victor continued now in his worried look.

Time went so fast that I failed to notice it's time for my last period class as my eyes caught the clock's hand on the timepiece mounted on the wall. I gathered all my things and hurriedly went on the librarian's table and pass on my card. While the librarian labeled my card, I looked back and witnessed how those pair of almond eyes gave me a defiant stare. I shrug and bit on my lower lip as I mouthed my words to him while pointing on my notes. "Sorry, got class." He shook his head and turned his back on me, upset.

I wish he'll notice my message I left on his notes. Even if he did, I'm not sure if he's going to meet me still after what I've done to him. Leaving him like this, stupidity.

A Challege

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 22:16:00 +0000

"Go, sell what you have, and give to [the] poor
and you will have treasure in heaven; then come, follow me.
Amen, I say to you, there is no one who has given up house
or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands for my sake
and for the sake of the gospel who will not receive a hundred times more
now in this present age."
Mk 10:21b, 29-30

Reflection:

The Marcan confession asserts the theological teachings that wealth can be an obstacle to discipleship. It's not that material possessions are intrinsically evil. It's not an issue whether we have a nice car, a lovely home or all the riches in the world. The question is whether those things have us. Deep down, we know that the things of this world will not satisfy us. The recent taste of Nature, the typhoon 'Ondoy' and 'Pepeng' that slammed on-ground Philippines, specifically at the Metropolitan Manila, is just one of the many living evident that worldly things is not enough to save us. As they say, "walang pinipili ang tadhana: mahirap man o mayaman." We all are, whatever our state in life, are candidates to persecutions; discipleship necessarily involves persecution and suffering and only then reliance on Jesus can bring us to salvation.

As we begin to understand Jesus more and more, wordly things shift into their rightful place. It's not that we have to reject all of our possessions; it's that it should not consume us. It is therefore a serious challenge for us Christians today. The world cannot accept truths and oftentimes find it difficult to enter another world for at present time, it provides food, fun and pleasant company, while the other world [kingdom of God] is so intangible. Maybe it is time that we start asking ourselves, what we are so afraid of losing. Why, despite all the accomplishments we have, we still feel so empty, so incomplete? Let us then find the courage to detach ourselves from everything. From family, from fame and know the rewards of discipleship will surpass any sacrifices and in Jesus, will all happiness be found.

Note: Excerpts from WAU, From Spring to Life - Gospel Reflection. Photo: Google

Another Year Added!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 19:00:00 +0000

A happeh happeh birthday to ME and you!
A happy happeh birthday, who ME? No, You!
I want to thank the Lord for giving me another year to journey with my life.
Another set of chance to share a WARM SMILE tO my family
Relatives, friends and enemies (if there's any).
My only wish for this day:
tHat God will uSe me as His instrument
in bringing JOY to othErs.
Have a hAppY and bLesSEd Natal Day tO ME! ^_^

First Letter

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 00:10:00 +0000

Got this one from FB and thought of posting it here with a twist.
Yes, with a complete twist...lol.
I guess by now, you've noticed how I posted my answers.
Enjoy reading!

The Rules:

Copy the questions below. Simply use the first letter of your name/nickname as your answer for each questions. You can't use any answer twice and don't use your own name for questions # 3 & 4. After you're done, tag 5 people.

1. What is your name : ɐzzıɹ
2. A four Letter Word : (˙˙˙ɯɯɯɥ) lɐǝɹ
3. A boys Name : uɐploɹ
4. A girl's Name : uƃıǝɹ
5. An occupation : ʇsıuoıʇdǝɔǝɹ
6.A color : pǝɹ
7. Something you'll wear : ƃuıɹ
8. A type of food : ǝʞɐɔǝɔıɹ
9. Something found in the bathroom : sƃnɹ
10. A Place : ǝɯoɹ
11. A reason for being late : ʞɔolqpɐoɹ
12. Something you shout : ɹʍɐɹ
13. A movie title : ǝllınoʇɐʇɐɹ
14. Something you drink : llnqpǝɹ
15. A musical group : ɹǝddǝd ılıɥɔ ʇoɥ pǝɹ
16. A street name : ʇǝǝɹʇs uosqoɹ
17. A type of car : ɹǝʌoɹ
18. A song title : ʎɐʍɐunɹ
19. A verb : ǝʌǝıɹʇǝɹ

Tagging: ^_^

Pams
Ann
Sweet_She
Aenid
Jacky

Jam-jam 'd clown' vs Barney (Comic Strip)

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 02:44:00 +0000

Would like to share with you this Mini-Comic Strip my friends requested me to work on last month. It was taken during Jazzie's birthday last September 19. The gang or rather the group was messing up with Jam-jam the clown and thought of making a story out of the photos we captured. So, to all my friend, here's your request:

Scene 1.

Scene 2.

Scene 3.

Scene 4.

Last Scene...

NOte: Was meant only for entertainment.

I Forbid You, Event I

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 03:19:00 +0000

Event I
Library

'Twas the fourth of June when I saw him again. I was busy reading my all time fave book by Anne Rice when I heard his name being mentioned by the group of cheer squad seated next to my table. Obviously, he got all the eyes of every girl in the campus. I must admit, they have all the reason to do so, for I, myself, admire his perfection as well. He's a straight 'A' student. Excels in almost all of the extra-curricular activities in school. An active member and a leader at the same time of different school organizations. 'Tis my second year here in Vermont High but I've learned a lot of things about him. How will I not, when he's always the talk of every student in our campus.

"He's coming! Victor is coming here!" A girl in her pony-tailed brunette hair said with so much gusto to another girl beside her. I could feel my own blood rushing thru my vein and rested upon my cheek upon hearing her. Blushed.

Why do I always feel this way whenever he's around?

With my fingers curled around the edge of the book am reading, I lift it up, bring it closer to my face and uses it as a shield to fight against my eagerness to see him as well.

Control. The best thing you could do, I told myself but still wasn't able to contain my own excitement.

One quick look will not do any harm, right? Besides, he will not notice me. Of course! He will not, I continued conversing thru my mind while sneaking a look at him..

A pair of almond eyes met my gaze and causes me to almost fell from my seat. I quickly covered my face with the book once more, cursing myself for getting caught.

Darn! He saw me. Stupid, stupid! I muttered. But wait, he's smiling. Yes, he's smiling wh-when.....Oh no, no! I fought back at the thought. Maybe he's smiling at someone else, not to me.

I turned my head and frowned seeing no one.

"Looking for something?" A man's voice startled me from my own thoughts, making the book fell on the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I scare you?" He said apologetically while picking up my book. I absentmindedly nodded in response.

You almost got me fainted just by saying a word, I silently thought while taking the book from his hand.

"I'm really sorry, Miss. I didn't mean to scare you." He leaned, stating the words almost like a whisper, avoiding making any scene at the school library.

"Oh, no no. It's okay." I quickly respond in the same volume. "You didn't scare me at all." I continued trying to convince even myself. His presence indeed sends some lashing force in me.

"Hmm, can I join you?"

I pressed on my lips and nodded, grabbing all my paper notes and placed it on my side.

"Victor, you can join us here. The table isn't full yet" The girl from the other table call out but not too loud to be noticed by the librarian.

"It's okay, I'll have it here." He politely responds then turns his head back to me with a smile. "I just need a moment of silence for once." He stresses out while placing his piles of book on the table. I could hear the other girls mumbling, slightly pissed at Victor for choosing my table over theirs. But in his eyes, I could clearly see that he's getting annoyed being popular and having such attention from the others.

Who could have thought someone as popular as he would want to share a table with me...but then again, why? I discussed silently. Smiling every now and then as both of us turns our attention into reading.

Footnote: Since I do some role playing, I thought of 'why not give it a try on writing a short story' as part of my blogs. Every month I will try to come up with different stories, hopefully it will be something that will keep you coming back on my page. (",)