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Jason shared this video with me two weeks ago. I wonder what is this. Is it some kind of a UFO sighting? It reminded me of the movie Independence Day.




I spent the past weekend at General Santos City, the Tuna Capital of the Philippines. A home to the world renowned boxing champ Manny Pacquiao. The last time I was there was last august to attend my cousin's thanksgiving party and for this month, my grandmother's (whom we fondly call Lola Estring) birthday. I took advantage of the occasion to visit my friends at Citi Hardware Gensan. This is where I spent my trainee days as an inventory analyst when I was still connected with Citi Hardware, Inc.

The 3 1/2 hours of travel could be very boring but the sight of lush vegetation saved me from it. To combat boredom, I focused on watching the trees, cornfields, rice fields and the African palm oil plantation that never seems to end. I love nature in general. The greenery helps my eyes relax.

As the bus traversed the Cotabato-Gensan highway, I can't help but being enamored most specially by the panoramic view of rolling hills and the vast tract of pineapple fields of Polomolok, South Cotabato with Mount Matutum as a prominent backdrop. Watching it is looking at one of the greatest masterpiece. It is a painting that comes to life drawn by the Greatest Painter of all times. The sight was truly one of nature's greatest gifts. I did not only enjoyed it, but at the same time I went home with a grateful heart.

So the next time you're traveling, try to look around you. Do not take for granted the beauty that surrounds you. You will never know what you will discover and realize.

Photo by : Ronald de Jong

Putting up with the weather with its unpredictable rains depresses me. Sometimes it will just rain while the sun is shining bright. Sometimes, we have a non-stop downpour for a week due to typhoons and monsoon rains. Well what do you expect of a country with rainy and summer seasons only? These drastic changes in weather make me prone to illnesses especially cough and fever.

Ever since I was a child, I dreamed of living in a place where there is a good weather. A place where I can have a good job and I won't have to worry about my safety. I am
already tired of my rough neighborhood.


Since Jason transferred to Arizona, I am also contemplating to live in that place. Though it is a desert state, he said that it's a good place to live. Its capital city is Phoenix which is the largest capital city in the United States of America. It is also a home to one of the greatest attractions in the world, The Grand Canyon. It is very hot in summer but the fall, winter and spring seasons have beautiful and perfect weather.

Knowing that I only have to endure the summer season, makes me fall in love with Arizona. Not to mention that it also has a very good economy and a low unemployment rate. It is also a fast growing beautiful state with low incidence of crime. Most importantly, Arizona is a place I can call my home because there lived the most important person in my life. The person I consider a part of my family. Plus the fact that my little Ushi is waiting for me there, is the biggest reason why I love Arizona.
Everyday as you open your eyes in the morning, can you count the times you utter a word of thanks for a new day you are able to witness?

For every moment you breath the freshness of air, can you count the times you enunciated gratefulness for the One who gave you the gift of life?

As you sit at your table to partake the delectable feast before you, can you count the times you thank the One who provide you everything?

As you go with your comfortable life everyday, with your wealth and all worldly possessions, can you count the times you have thought of others who have less in life?

Before you start your busy day, Can you count the times you pause and marvel at the beauty that God painted around you?

As you begin with your work, can you count the times that you ask for God's guidance?

For every circumstance that brings laughter to your life, can you count the times that you thank Him for His goodness?

For every tears you shed every time you stumble in the road of life, can you count the times that you reflect and thank Him for the opportunity to make you stronger?

For every mistake you make, can you count the times He forgave you and bring you back to His loving embrace?

As you close your eyes to sleep at night, can you count the times that you kneel and say a prayer?

CAN YOU COUNT?




To: YOU
Date: TODAY
From: GOD
Subject: YOURSELF
Reference: LIFE


This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day. I love you.

P.S. And, remember...If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.

Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are present in your life now.

Should you decide to share this to a friend; Thank you. You may have touched their life in ways you will never know!


Now, you have a nice day.

God has seen you struggling, God says it's over. A blessing is coming your way.


i received this e-mail from a friend and decided to share it here.





Whether we like it or not, we are being caught up in this rat race era. Where the best, the latest, the fastest matter most. Where technology is advancing faster than we can blink our eyes. Children behaving like adults and adults behaving otherwise. They are so enamored with the world wide web. It's like all their lives depend on it. How convenient to think that the world is just within the reach of our fingertips. Globalization at its best.

In this generation of Facebook, Twitter, Multiply and Friendster, you may say that you can not ask for anything anymore. But in the midst of these complexities, I still long to go back to the time where everything seems very simple. Do not mistake it for not being able to cope up with change. I only want to go back to the essential simplicity of life. Where recreation is just as simple as playing tumbang preso, kite flying and having conversation with our neighbors, updating each others lives. We may have time chatting with people thousand of miles away from us, but did you ever ask yourself, when was the last time I had conversation with my neighbors? I know a lot of us is guilty of this. And I am not an exception.

I remember as a child, I played with other children under the sun. Taking a bath in the river is the greatest pleasure I had, though I knew fully well that it meant castigation from my mother. I will go home with sun-baked faced and sun-burned back. I can say that I really had a woderful childhood years. I doubt if a lot of kids today have the chance to experience these things. They are still playing but no longer under the sun but in front of computer monitor.

When I was in college, the person who would sit next to me in an internet cafe is of my age or older. But now, I sit next to a 6 or 7 year old kid playing online games I knew nothing about. Sometimes their moms will drag them out because they haven't had their breakfast yet. Imagine how internet influences our daily lives and activities.

As for me? A day won't pass without me checking my e-mails, Farm Town and Mafia Wars. Which reminds me folks that I only have 253 mafia and I am still recruiting to strengthen my family. :) Wanna join me?





This is my favorite Black Forest Goldilocks Premium cake. It is one of my guilty pleasures. I consider it as one of my special cakes. It's very sweet and oh so chocolaty! I usually eat it with my eyes closed to really feel its heavenly taste. To anyone who likes chocolates, eating it gives me a sense of euphoria. I am a cake and chocolate person. I have a sweet tooth. And luckily, i never get the bulges. :)

I bought this cake for my mother's birthday last October 12, 2009 hoping that it could bring a smile to her face. I wanted to make her happy. She never had cakes when she was younger considering how hard her life before. It may be a little expensive but I think she's worth it. For the love I have for her is priceless. And this cake cannot even equal a bit for this love. This is just my gesture of love for her. Since she is special to me so it is also appropriate that I have to give her something special on her birthday.

My father is no big fan of this sweet delight. He always objects to the idea of having cakes on our birthdays. He says, it will do us no good but would only give us this terrible diabetes. I reasoned out that we do not eat cakes
often but he stands on his ground. Oh well, who am I to argue. He is my father.



Yami of Mom Writes For A Cause gave me this tag.


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I woke up at 3 a.m. feeling very down. I felt so alone. I cried and cried. It's like I was so alone all of a sudden. I don't know what went through my mind that I kept on asking Jason stupid questions.

Dear, do you love me?
Yes I do dear. You are my best good friend.
Am I still your baby?
Yes dear, you are.
Dear I feel like everybody left me.
It's ok dear everyone is here.
Dear, is it normal to feel so down sometimes?
Yes dear, it's ok to be sad sometimes. Everyone does.

Oh, I felt like a child. I cried all the more. If only this big guy is with me, I could make his shoulder wet with my babyish tears. I am just glad that I've got this funny, wonderful, sweet friend. He is someone I can turn to everytime I cry. I am a cry baby most of the time. I shed my tears for no apparent reason. I cry because I want to. Today, I am having this so-called pre-menstrual syndrome. I am just glad that Jason understands why I am behaving so strange and that he is able to put up with my mood swings. How lucky can I get to have Jason as my friend. I couldn't ask for anybody anymore.



Bored? Why not retreat to a paradise where you can be the star, the invincible, the hero or anything you want to be. A place where you can make everything happen. It's called imagination.

My imagination is my Utopia, my Shangri-la. As a child, I used to play pretend every time I'm bored and lonely. As I grow, I do it every time I am stressed or depressed. And I have been doing this for as long as I can remember. I would close my eyes and pretend that I am somewhere else. I would think of myself as another character and pretend it's really happening.

Today out of boredom, I decided to pretend it's Christmas. I played my Christmas song CD, closed my eyes and voila! Welcome to my world. This time I am in a snowy place. I really want to witness winter since we don't have that here in the Philippines. Some people would just take it for granted but I don't. I play in the snow, savoring the feel of it as they fall on my face. I made my snowman for the first time!

When I opened my eyes, I feel refreshed and ready to face the real world again. Well at least, I am smiling now. You should try it sometimes.



The previous weekend was spent by Filipinos saving themselves from the deluge  caused by the typhoon Ondoy.  I can do nothing but watch the horrible disaster on TV.  It was  appalling.  


The face of Metro Manila in flood and to see people trying to save their lives and that of their families made me feel like it's the doom of the world.  People were walking on electric wires (the lines were dead), on their rooftops, on rafts.  They did everything to survive.


The news on previous nights were all about the typhoon and the flood it brought about.  I saw one dead body got caught in the bamboo branches.  Some bodies were buries in mud.  It's hard to imagine how they felt while this dreadful thing happened to them and eventually took their lives. I even saw a refrigerator and a car caught between the branches of trees.


In the aftermath of the flood, survivors looked for their respective family that they lost in the middle of the raging waters.  There were fortunate ones who have reunited but some were  not lucky enough that up to now, they are still looking for them.


In the face of this unspeakable tragedy, the Filipinos were able to show that they have a heart.  the nation that is being divided by politics unite to help their won people.  A lot of donations flowed in.  A lot volunteered to distribute relief goods to the victims.  It was amazing that for a time, they set aside politics.  They showed selflessness.  Here, you will see that amidst the adversity, they showed what it's like to be a real Filipino.  They made the spirit of "bayanihan" alive.  I hope that it will not be just short-lived.  That even in good times they will do the same to advance our nation.  We should not wait for another tragedy to strike to be real Filipino again.