I have chosen to keep my nose to the grindstone for the last two years.
The woman who wants a relationship but just can’t find the right person to have one with
Call her picky, call her superficial, but the various titles you give to this girl don’t change the fact that she hasn’t found “the one.” Chances are she has come across the guy or girl who she so desperately wants a relationship to work with, but she just can’t make it happen. It might be a lack of “spark.” It might be a “just friends” type of vibe. Or maybe she is a superficial, picky bitch who only likes men with six packs. Whatever the reason is, sometimes if a girl hasn’t had many relationships, it doesn’t mean she doesn’t like them or doesn’t want one. She just doesn’t like the prospective men or women she could have one with, or they don’t like her in return. Whether it is…
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She has this hands with nerves that are visible,
A sign that they are always busy and tired for doing things all day.
She thinks they’re ugly, but for me they’re special.
They were the first hands which held and carried me the day I was born.
They were the hands which delicately molded my upbringing, into what kind of lady I am today.
They were the hands that taught me how to keep my toys, to fix my bed, and to do my hair.
They were the hands that supports and picks me up whenever I’m down;
The hands that hugs me when I have so much worries in my mind.
They were the hands that pushes me to give my best to my every endeavors.
And the hands that don’t forget to pinch and spank me when needed, for me to wake up and realize that I am doing things which are not right.
I can say, this were the hands that always guides me and the hands that have given me the touch like no other, the hands that have given me care and unconditional love♥
Mothers are the best!
I love you ma, and I always will! I will not trade you for anything!I always include you in my prayers♥
Missing you so much…
I have always loved rankings of world beaches but when no Philippine beach appears on the lists, I would surely get disheartened. How could someone produce the list of the top 10 beaches in the world when in fact they have not seen all! They could have just came up with the title, “The best beaches we have seen so far!” Sometimes, you cannot fathom why a beach in filthy Kho Phangan in Thailand is ranked higher than the immaculate beach in Playa del Carmen in Mexico. CNN produced a list of the world’s 50 best beaches and it created overwhelming disapproval when beaches in the Greek Islands, in Bermuda and in the Philippines’ Palawan were missed out. Also, Yahoo Travel featured an article ranking the Philippines’ best beaches and I thought it was not so properly done, placing El Nido at the top without even singling out any of…
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Isn’t it perfect,
To wake up in the morning
With no worries?
To sip a coffee
With your favorite bread on the side,
And sunny side up or scramble eggs,
To hear those tiny birds tweeting outside,
To feel the rays of the morning sun in your soft skin,
To feel the breeze on your face
And it feels so light and so good!
Everything is so nice in the morning.
Morning chats with your family,
Or maybe a good book or newspaper to read,
Or just sit in the veranda to observe the colorful and wonderful creatures of God and be grateful,
Realizing that we are truly blessed.
Oh, everything is so nice in the morning!
Isn’t it perfect..
To imagine many things,
To lay your eyes to someone,
With perfect eyes, nose… perfect face, just like Brad Pitt’s
And to add, don’t forget the perfect body!
Someone who feels the same as you feel whenever you see him,
Who will cuddle you, kiss you in the forehead and greet you
“Good morning honey/baby/sweety” or maybe,
“Good morning beautiful!”
BUT wait, I don’t have a boyfriend!
Too much imagination.
STILL, I CAN SAY THAT…
EVERYTHING IS SO NICE IN THE MORNING!
“Release yourself from the cage you built. You hold the key to your own freedom”
I try to lace my work with optimism because a guiding principle in my own life has been that the most tragic things in our lives almost always precede the most incredible. I think that, at any given point, we are faced with the choice of whether to move on with what the universe gives and takes or to hold on and bury ourselves in our own misery. I do not perch on a high horse preaching this, because I have been in those depths, and I know what it’s like. I also know that there are few issues that will destroy you faster than matters of the heart. But what I must tell you is that while teaching myself to climb out of that sadness and attachment-laden-misery, I realized something that is a bit more realistic than optimistic, but so invariably true that it’s worth giving attention to.
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