Paano gumawa ng GULAMAN

Una magpakulo ka ng 6 na basong tubig, oo anim kasing dami ng babae mo! Tapos siguraduhin mong kumukulo talaga, katulad ng dugo ko na sobrang kumukulo sa sobrang galit sayo. Kung kumukulo na, ilagay mo na yung gulaman powder, isang sachet lang hah, baka kasi damihan mo kagaya ng mga babae mo. Pagkatapos mong mailagay paghaluin mo na, halu-haluin mo, huwag mong titigilan gamitan mo ng mga pick up lines mong kasing sweet ng asukal hanggang sa mahulog na ng tuluyan sayo yung sobrang hulog na hulog na, diyan ka naman magaling di ba yung pagiging pafall, yung paikot ikotin mo kaming mga babae mo sa mga kasinungalingan mong baluktot! Kapag kumapal na kasing kapal na ng mukah mo isalin mo na sa ibang lalagyan tapos ay iwan mo na, kagaya ng pagiwan mo sa akin, magaling ka rin diba diyan, kapag sawa ka na iiwanan mo na. After nun kapag lumamig at buo na ang gulaman balikan mo na, Oo balikan mo na ulit, kagaya nung ginawa mo, nung okay na ako nung naka move on na ako nung buo na ako ulit. Aba bigla bigla ka na lang susulpot at babalikan ako ulit at sasabihin mong mahal mo parin pala ako! Diba ang saya! Ang galing galing mo! Sobra! Matapos mo akong iwanan babalik ka??? Edi wow! At dahil tanga ako at uto uto, tinanggap kita uli, kasi akala ko nagbago ka na kasi akala ko mahal mo talaga ako. Matapos nun hiwa hiwain mo na into cubes kagaya nung paghiwa mo sa puso ko matapos kitang tanggapin ulit! Ang tanga ko diba??? Pagkatapos nun lagyan mo na ng gatas, kasing tamis na naman ng mga kasinungalingan mo, para lokohin at paniwalain ako sa mga bola mong paulit ulit. Haluin mo ng mabuti hah para naman mauto mo na naman ako. Pagkatapos ilagay mo na sa freezer, iwan mo na dun hanggang sa gusto mo para lumamig kagaya ng nararamdaman ko sayo na ang lamig lamig na, manhid na ako sa lahat ng kalokohan mo. Tapos kapag okay na balikan mo na ulit! Ganyan ka naman diba! Ikaw na Ikaw na magaling ubusin mo na lahat lahat total wala na namang natira sa akin kasi kinuha mo na, inubos mo na. Patay gutom!

It's a Love thing

Di lahat ng iniiwan pwede pang balikan.

Love is just like food, kapag iniwan mo na, pinabayaan mo na huwag kang magexpect na pwede mo pang balikan baka kasi panis na o mas worst nakuha na ng iba.

Why do people complicate love?
Di pa pwedeng mahal ka na lang ng taong mahal mo
O di kayay
Mahal mo na lang ang taong nagmamahal sayo.

It's a Love thing

"Baka sa kakahintay mo sa right time na yan di mo namamalayang huli na pala ang lahat." 

Hay! Buhay nga naman!

Honestly, I don't really know why are we afraid to tell someone what we really feel. Mahirap bang magsabi ng 

"Oo, mahal kita?" "Yes, I do like you?"

Maybe yes, maybe no but most of us doesn't have that guts to express our feelings in words and actions maybe because of FEAR: the fear of being rejected, the fear of being hurt and the fear of knowing the truth... Well in fact mas pinipili nating itago na lang what we feel because we have a lot of "WHAT IF's" Yung tipong we're questioning ourselves of what might happen if we will confess our feelings to someone. 

"Baka kasi di niya ako gusto, magmumuka lang akong tanga at desperada." 

Diba napaka nega??? 

Paano kung gusto ka niya rin..
So maghihintayan na lang kayong dalawa? hanggang sa the clock will reach twelve o'clock, then the magic will already disappear, leaving you full of regrets??

Haha. I know it's hard, sino bang may sabing madali?? 


I am not only saying this for the people out there but also for myself.. I don't really know what's my point of writing this for the fact that I am one of those tongue tied people when it comes to love. Maybe this will be an encouragement for me and for others to take risks when it comes to LOVE. Malay natin, that one step coming from you will create a joyous journey to forever together with someone whom we truly love. 

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Someday (crazy little thing called love OST)

I don’t know how much longer

That I have to put up with everything

I’ve been hiding all the truth inside my heart

Everytime we meet

Everytime you turn face to me

Though I look indifferent

Do you know how much i have to force myself?

Can you hear my heart calling for you, loving you?

But I can’t open my heart for anyone to know

Can you hear it?

My heart keeps waiting there for you

Waiting for you open it

and hope you will realize..

Someday

Though I love you

Though I feel

but deep down inside, I don’t dare to tell you

Everytime we meet

Everytime you turn face to me

Though I look indifferent

Do you know how much i have to force myself?

Can you hear my heart calling for you, loving you?

But I can’t open my heart for anyone to know

Can you hear it?

My heart keeps waiting there for you

Waiting for you open it

and hope you will realize..

Someday

Can you hear my heart calling for you, loving you?

But I can’t open my heart for anyone to know

Can you hear it?

My heart keeps waiting there for you

Waiting for you open it

And I hope you will realize

That this person loves you

Please I hope you will know

Someday

The Mask

A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness

Her beliefs hidden from most

Afraid of, but willing to face the unknown

Wondering where her place is in this life

She has come close to sharing herself

Never completely revealing anything to anyone

Feelings of invisible chains corner her

When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes

Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp

She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world

At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears

But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out

She roams day by day, playing roles

Strength unknowingly resides in her

History repeats itself once again

The translucent veil she so proudly wears

Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside

One day there will be no more mask for her to wear

One day her beliefs will be known

One day she'll know her place in this life

One day she will share herself

ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE..

A Book of Memories

Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.

My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.

The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.

I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.

The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.

Self-love has very little to do with how you feel about your outer self. It's about accepting all of yourself.

~ Tyra Banks