LOTTO JACKPOT: Still soaring up high!

Everybody is eyeing to hit the now skyrocketing lotto jackpot. Taking their chances...who knows, lucky streak might hit us. And include me to the long queue of lotto bettor in every PCSO booth branches anywhere. The soaring jackpot really is the talk of the town. Mouth watering ika nga. Whoever is so heavenly lucky on earth to hit it will be the most envied of all. Heard, even the now double-richie Pacquiao is also on the betting mood to join the many wishers. No one is prohibited naman ata to bet except for some PCSO members I think, but correct me if am wrong here. But PCSO rule is so Greek to me kaya am not sure if employees can or they are forbidden to join the lotto bettor.Who knows.
More than half a billion...wheew...tila mahihirapan na ang winner niyan na magbilang. If luck strikes and I did get the jackpot, wow, kaloka kung anong gagawin ko sa pera. And they say “Almost P10 million ang nadagdag in just two hours"...so the battle to bet is on. Everu body must be dreaning to win the treasure. Who will be the real Pepito Manaloto? Me, you, or anyone of us?! This is one in a million chance streak I think. The ever gasgas ng linyang, I'I help the poor. I'll donate...and so blah blah. But still yun pa rin ang maiisip ko if and when I did hit that pot...omg...am crossing my fingers din naman...and who doesn't anyway?!

Calling calling...streak of luck...!

A blant about overwhelming sense of guilt

Honesty is such a lonely word, everyone is so untrue...

This is one of the most important qualities that most people seem to be missing these days. Me too but not to a great extent. I do lie also for some reason. Let me share this to you:

Last Monday I went to submit my papers to a traveling agency. It just took me a short while so I decided to make a nod for a free lunch invitation of my best friend who's one of the ninangs of my eldest daughter. We were classmates in high school and so to cut it short we've been friends for over 30 long years. So I can truly say that we are the best of friends...we are, seasoned with kindness, love and trust though we hardly see each other since I am a busybody being a mom. When we arrived,we were ushered inside by my best friend and led us to the dining table where lunch was waiting. After eating and some brief chitchats, I said we're going. But I did abruptly buy time when she showed me some items for sale. I put down my bag and my cellphone on the empty chair right beside me. There were bed sheets, curtains and this tall candle holder that made me twitched a little for I find it eerie. It looked like something used to guard coffin during the wake. Or to make it less than eerie , we see them in the altar. For me it doesn't fit to be placed inside the house. But what's wrong with me is that I always can't say no even if those items didn't suit my fancy. It ended there. Much to my dismay...I was forced to take those stuff against my freewill just for the sake of friendship. Now moving on, another bidding of thank yous and goodbyes...I took my bag and went on. If only my poor cellphone could talk. I never noticed that I left my poor cellphone only when inside the car I wanted to say thanks for that free lunch via sms. My phone was nowhere to be found and I recalled right away that I left it in haste to where I was next seated. We reached Arlington Tramo when I decided to go back at my bff's house. She wasn't there yet so I heaved a heavy sigh knowing it could slim the chance. She was fetched by his older brother, then was flushed why I went back. Then searching she went. None. In my mind, how could you find it there? I just let my friend do the searching while me observing everything. Inside the house when we arrived and until the time we went out there were only one couple with three children not older than 5yo. Her bother who was at the terrace upstairs when I arrived earlier, so that makes 3 adults [plus one adult] and 3 young kids. The older kid who stayed at the sala most of the time was so eloquent and smart. My friend asked her..."beh, nakita mo cellphone ni tita noks dito naiwan?" Then the kid says..."oo...selpon nya? kay mama... dun" [dun - pointing at her mother's room, their room] 

To cut it short...that was it! It ended there. I was looking for an answer, hoping that I could still recover it if they would be given a chance to talk privately to catechize. At first I was able to  take  everything in stride just for the sake of our long years of friendly relationship. But later at midnight all has sinked in...I decided to make a deal. I forced them to return it back or they buy me a new one since I just got it 2 months ago from Smart via postpaid plan. I went to Smart office to report the incident and requested it be blocked.The saddest part is ...I still have to pay  the plan for twenty one months left as it is my obligation. I am jobless. I only rely on my daughter's remit. That makes me more furious. Namumuhay ako ng maayos eto naman ang mga walanghiya na walang magawa sa buhay. That's shitty!

From  the way I look at it...the chance is so futile. Now the question is...am I too mean if I tend to be so stern? Am I too hard for not considering the friendship before I went ballistic? Am I to be blame for I intend to shut her off completely if nothing positive comes out of this? Am I guilty of anything? Some things do really  happen. Like when I left my phone, you may say am forgetful or whatever you may call this. But am tackling honesty here. Somebody found it am sure and ganked it purposely and intentionally. And the irony was that I left it at my best friend's house where I must find comfort and assurance of nothing ill will  will ever happen. Am I too bad for cursing as to where it did happen? My point here is, I am not a stranger there...they knew me for so long. But how could one there just hide it when in fact they knew that I will come back to get it since it's a new qwerty phone unscratched and so perfectly awesome to the eyes of snatchers. Are they? They didn't even think of the consequences to follow. Now everyone there will be a suspect, the three adults there [plus one more]. Not to include the three young kids of course. And what the kid said is so vital. We don't need to investigate here. No police. It's as easy as a pie. Nawalan ako sa bahay nila so palitan na lang. Sana nga na-snatched na lang eh...makakatulog pa ako. But it's different...the culprit is in the house! I just over estimated that they are bunch of good people...I  guess it's otherwise. Okey the ball is in your court. Prove that you are good people...

I prefer not to set my foot on that house again...never ever after this incident. I'd rather sleep in the comfort of my home...yes  home...where I am safe.

Now maybe my friend is crying because I'm kinda hard or stern ...but nothing will be earned if she'll just cry and sulk in her corner. I just want to teach them a lesson...but if they are insisting that they knew nothing about it ...so be it then!

Let everyone be warned of what is karma.

BE AFRAID OF THE POWER OF THREE !!!
'The Three-fold Law','The Law of Three' or 'The Law of Return

PS/ I am sorry everyone for this is not me... ;-[

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He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

-Antoine de Saint Éxupéry

Souping it up!

After I started blogging some 3 years ago, the most frequent question I hear is; Where do you get your ideas? I don't exactly know how to answer it but being inspired gives me so much urge and spunk to write whatever flows in my mind. I just can't help myself but put every ideas into words. And I feel richly blest to have it all aflow. Most of the events on this blog are real and actually took place in my own childhood and vignettes of my life as I grow older. My understanding about how life goes on, how I battle struggles  each day of my life, how to triumph each blows while getting bruised and or share laughter on the other side. Some pains and angst that I feel can only be told only by now wherein I mostly use a filigree-like to hide off some facts that might be of jeopardy in effect.I refresh some of my old memories to acknowledge few of my old childhood friends, favorites and what I liked most doing during my younger years. The fact that it is utterly sad  that I've lost some of them through marriage changing their last names and some migrated perhaps, I must say that it is truly disheartening. I just write when I feel happy and the same way when I feel sad, disappointed or upset. It's just that easy as it goes.

But sadly I'm experiencing this writer's block streak...I cannot fathom why my head is so empty that I cannot grasp anything. I feel so useless and retard. For almost a month already I haven't updated my blog in the way I used to every morning. I got nothing to write and I kinda feel piqued about myself being so useless and unproductive. And  that's  not the usual me. Every time that I would get some unending notifications about my co-blogger or stringer, I felt really really bad. This post is so pilit because at this point  I'm just trying hard to break this streak we call writer's block.

I dreamed a thousand new paths. I woke and walked my old one.

In truth, money is not created until the instant it is borrowed. It is the act of borrowing which causes it to spring into existence. And, incidentally, it is the act of paying off the debt that causes it to vanish.

Edward Griffin

It is a good rule to face difficulties at the time they arise and not allow them to increase unacknowledged...

My best friend...

If there's one thing I do enjoy most,that's how Mishah shows her undying love for me. She never leave my side...when I do blog she waits without even complaining.

In my most quiet time...

Spending my most quiet time whether I am in sullen... and morose mood, not necessary grouching, 'coz I know I'm resilient I like to believe I am...I would always say my never-ending Thank You's a lot to Someone up above for giving me so much strength. I don't know how to survive it all if not for my faith. These past few weeks, even months rather...I am in deep doo doo with all those negative pull. Too many too mention and I don't want to go in details anymore. It feels like it just had squeeze me out of my sanity for awhile. But look how I survived it all and still is my patience and as well as my faith is almost always put to tests. We do have wrong choices sometimes and that's where it counts..how to  make them right.

 There are two lasting bequests we can give our children. One is roots. The other is wings.[Hodding Carter, Jr.]

Happy Birthday Mama Mary...

A LONDON unbeliever sat watching an Irish shoeshine boy polishing his shoes. The man noticed a medal on the boy's neck and asked, "What is that you're wearing around your neck, Pat?"

"A medal, with the Mother of Christ on it!" Pat answered.

"Why do you honor her? She is just like my mother."

"Ahh... but there's a hell of a difference between the two sons!" Pat replied.
The story might well illustrate the difference in attitude towards the Blessed Virgin between Catholics and non-Catholics.

 By FR. BEL R. SAN LUIS, SVD

Repost: THE GREEN-ROOF SYSTEMS....

A new design and implementation strategies that allow plants to grow on the exterior or interior of buildings, roof tops or houses. Having enormous potentials to improve the health and the well-being of people by filtering air pollution, reducing energy use, cutting greenhouse gases and providing higher quality outdoor environments in our hotter and hotter urban spaces source. Green-roofs started mainly in North America and Europe.
Source: Green Roofs For Healthy Cities/Wikipedia
8/31/07 Date Posted  7:08 AM

I decided to re-post this very important topic now that our air is a lot polluted now since I first posted this topic. People I believe is the one responsible for making our air unclean that makes it downright a bit threatening to the health not only human being but also everything that lives one  earth, That's why some environmentalist who  still care to protect our failing condition still try their best to discover some new and helpful techniques that will aid and enhance the betterment of our planet earth. One outstanding find is this green roof. I don't know if anyone in our country has already adopt this helpful and healthy green roof style.  Will find out if there is already. And if I were just like anyone who  is moneyed I surely will gonna have a house like this.

Setting standards...and sticking to them

Setting standard is one thing....and sticking to them is another thing also. We all do have our individual beliefs on how to live our lives. What is moral to others may not apply to some. And I thought that with conviction,  plus the good moral principle on your person is more than enough to keep us out of trouble and stand against temptation. Somehow, I do believe we are all put to test. And if you're too weak to resist it, you'll bite the bait! Then sporadically we struggle to put our convictions back in order and want to start all over again. Everything is not that easy though...if the efforts were not that firm and serious, then pangs of guilt strike us back and the urge-to-be-clean-again syndrome is again at your doorstep. The love-conquers-all attack and the I-miss-you-so-much thing also stand in the way and there goes shilly-shallying again.

Looking back, what we always regret is how we  hurt people we love most. If this lapse only stew ourselves  in our own juice then it would be better to think twice before we do something. Saying  IF ONLY & SORRY later on should not be an option. Think twice before taking an action, lest we be sorry again...and that's a pity.

Not to let melancholy hook bit deep...

Problems...problems...who doesn't have any problem now, now that we all know that life is just too difficult money-wise. To make it easier for us, let's accept that life is just a series of problems and truly difficult, and we cannot do anything about that but to make things work for us. And what is important is how we deal with it, (uy parang yung blog description ko ah...lol!). Instead of moaning about it, why not look for some possible answer to solve it, positively. Problems left unsolved evoke only frustration or grief, anguish or despair, loneliness, anger, or fear. These are uncomfortable feelings we will have to suffer if we do not solve the problems sensibly head on.
Instead of being just too weak, skulking helplessly, let's try to gather enough strength and courage to face it and resolve it with total discipline. Yup. it's a simple matter of discipline.

Without discipline we can solve nothing!


PS/
I remember T. Roosevelt once said that..."Things that hurt, instruct"
[I am not 100% sure about this if it's really from TR, just correct me if I am wrong here...]

Just like walking on a gangplank...

Looking back on it, she couldn't believe that she had been so naive...and so desperate to prove her womanhood and independence. It was the only relationship in her life that qualified as a "fling,"
the only time she had ever been swept away. For that man, for no other man before or since, for that man alone, she had put aside her morals and principles and commonsense, heeding only the urgent desires. She had told herself that it was Romance with a capital R, not just love but the Big Love. Actually she had just been weak, vulnerable, and eager to make a fool of herself. Later, when she realized Mr. Wonderful had lied to her and just used her with cold, and cynical disregard for her feelings, when she discovered that she had just given herself to a man who was utterly without respect for her and who lacked even a minimal sense of responsibility for what he had done, so she had been deeply ashamed. Eventually, she realized there was a point at which shame and remorse became self-indulgent and nearly as lamentable as the sin that had occasioned those emotions, so she put the shabby episode behind her and vowed to forget it. She accepted that it was such a foolish and such regrettable decision she had ever made...and adults could sometimes be just as dumb and confused as little kids. It made her want to cry by such foolishness...she just made a complete fool of herself.

(only an excerpts...)

Let love rule the world...

I have learnt silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.
Kahlil Gibran

Jim Croce's hit song

Haven't heard this song for a long time...

"Of course they didn't speak English over there... but if you mean what you're singing, people understand."

"But I'd rather do other things than get burned."

Coffee please....

magkape tayo!

Somebody dear to me sent me some goodies and one of them is a box of coffee in packets. Since I am a coffee fiend who'll never start the day without sipping freshly brewed coffee...oh I love the whiff of its aroma that perks me up while am in front of the computer still half asleep making my posts.

Holding the empty packet here,and I read...

"Coffee of the light mouth hit withthat balance with no habit can be taken that the tasts roasted newly isleft as it is"

I never change any single letter and I do wonder what the f it means. Well thanks for trying the English language but it is better if they do it right. How much would it cost  them to  hire an English consultant, or one to proofread their label before printing it. Would it costs them an arm and a leg?!

[really can't digest the meaning...but to be fair the aroma  and the taste of the coffee itself is superb!!!]

Or just...anyone wit blue there?
Ah bahala kayo...basta panigurado masarap ang kape... ;-]

So leave all your worries behind...

Hear Yeah! Hear Yeah!

I just asked for a link and now here I am so inspired to write because she inspires me a lot! Always. I am in a way have [also] been handicapped [excuse the word, pag in pain lang naman Tack....hehehe] by my scoliosis' excruciating pain attack but compared to Kat, well it shamed me to even complain a bit for this simple [huh?, oh my...!] agony. I believe God veered me into blogging to let our paths meet at a crossroads, to be able to form a [true] friendship out of two mere strangers. I still can vividly remember our first meeting at Tiendesitas. Whoah, a rare chance. I didn't plan it but it came and now, if one thing I'm really thankful about blogosphere...it's when I gain real friends. One is Katrina Yarza. The ever woohoo girl. She's really godsent, because she always make me feel lighter, when in fact it should be otherwise. She's really decided to hang in despite her illness. And with that perseverance I don't think I can equal her superb spirit that is now being spread not only via websites but on broadsheet and tv programs as well. I am so proud of how she took everything in stride, rather than be totally frustrated knocking her head [up] against the brick wall. Some might just feel empty and knock around and keep to themselves and become anti-social. But not Tack. She's really amazing I tell you. One must get to know her so as to imbibe her positivity and kakikayan. [of course ever bida rin si Madge sa mga serbisyo niya as a mom diba Kat? kaming mga alipin...sa gigilid, lol] She will always have a soft spot in my heart because in a way she has changed my life's view positively then on. I am more positive now, even more than more...like what she always say..."masarap mabuhay, tikman mo!"

Use this link for more SOHL ....

Kcat finds life’s beauty beyond pain

PS/***I have promised to give her a white Hello Kitty [ ahe...] for her birthday [ahe again, anoong petsa na ito???] but it's like a long row to hoe. So tila nakakahiya naman masyado if I let this month end without sending her that stuff. So... ***

An ounce of prevention...

Honestly, being over the hills is not that easy. Everything is subjected to change [drastically if you're careless or it may be a bit slower if you are health-conscious], physically but among other thing is, it involves emotional aspect also. I for one have been in the hypertensive bracket already for how many years I do not know. I have my medications to help me make it lower down to normal when it shoots up but to tell you, no medication can heal that health problem. Once you're hypertensive it's there for the rest of your life. Lahat bawal...too much salt, pork, sweets and everything should be in moderation as all the case should be. So it's better to be wary when it comes to eating. Like what the saying goes, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure" so it's better that we be more conscientious of what we put in. We should be eating more veggies, juices like pineapple juice, apple's, blueberries', and many more. And do a lot of healthy exercices from a trained instructor who is an authority when it comes to this area....of course we should also seek our doctor's certification whether it be moderate or a simple program it will be according to the doctor's professional advice only.

But the bottom-line here is, let's live a happy life and eat good foods. Always stay positive and do not worry too much. Avoid being stress over some matters that will only trigger your headaches and after that, you'll probably get sick and boom...we 'll only find ourselves in the vortext of dilemmas that will wear us out in the end, most probably will kiss our butt if we don't learn how to stay away from it.

Just do be happy to live longer...stay positive and always feel younger... hope it will do work for some miracle. Let's try it. Why not?!

Bonfire dance disney tokyo 2010

I wish I was one of the oglers...

Misha



Dogs have so many friends because they wag their tails, not their tongues.
[Proverb]

Hear ye!

Re-post from: GREENPEACE INTERNATIONAL


In the wake of the ongoing catastrophe of the Gulf oil spill, lots of people have been asking us how they can reduce their oil consumption in their daily lives. Here's our top ten:

1. Carpool, cycle or use public transport to go to work.

2. Choose when possible products packaged without plastic and recycle or re-use containers.

3. Buy organic fruits and vegetables (fertilizers and pesticides are based on oil more often than not).

4. Buy beauty products (shampoo, soap, make-up) based on natural ingredients, not oil.

5. Choose when possible locally produced products (less transport involved).

6. Buy clothes made out of organic cotton or hemp - not from oil derivatives.

7. Use non-disposable items in picnics and summer festivals.

8. Quit bottled water.

9. Fly less.

10. Demand that your government encourage renewable energy instead of oil.

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To me: CHILL OUT!

This happened last Saturday early morning. My blood-pressure automatically did shoot right up when I saw the empty cage...and I say empty. My three little kittens have gone instantly, cage still has it's lock. Some effing nuisance had managed to nick them out cunningly and slyly. It sadden me why there are people who can steal without a whiff of hesitation.I wonder what kind of upbringing their mothers inculcate into their numbed mind. How could anyone in their right senses do this unconscionable behavior?! I just wish na lang those three Siamese kitten so well. They were just as big as my palm when I got them. They were with me more than two months already. They are Pepper, Garlic and Onion. Actually mine is the male and female pair. The other one was for my son's friend. I gave her a call what had happened and I said I'd just pay for it, and good thing she didn't let me pay for the loss of her kitten. And if ever she will, I don't mind either.

What piqued me was... this' the third time it happened, first we've lost a new pair of Islander. Then someone again stole my son's Tribu. That person[?] is a cancer of our society, who have a very little chance to resolve his bad attitude. Like what the semi- villain I saw in the movie Shooter said...to Mark Wahlberg, "once you became a wolf, you'll forever be a wolf", not too sure but it sounded just like that. But I still believe that God is more powerful in any evillest whims of some human being out there who in a way have no regard to other people around him. I just hope that God will touch them to change for the betterment of his soul before he breathe his last. I have heard that they do it again and again for a living. They are forever sidelined,maybe because other people knew their true colors. They are hangers-on. What they want is nothing but to filch and nick. And steal and pilfer...and so whatever.

They are what we call nuisance...pitiful...err no, I mean pathetic.. or hateful?!

Steadfast to the utmost strain...

Apropos, I just hope he'll remain truly unbendable. P-noy is just trying to be consistent and quite impressive...no amount of criticism or beauty should shake his stance...he's the chief now so he's got to be real effective stateman first & foremost! Whoah! Turning down a date with Ms.Mendoza?! You're the man...

Always constant and unswerved, and not to miss a beat ika nga! I have heard na he's a weakling, 'coz he is daw a yes mom and yes sis type, unquote, but it proved wrong when he said "No Kris, no powder please.." during his proclamation. And at first I didn't like his I-will-not-to-quit-smoking-for now stand when his attention was called by some, photographed holding or puffing a cigar. For smokers are just exposing themselves to too many illnesses, he's now a president so he has to project a good and clean living attitude. But in deference with our new president I was so impressed 'coz no amount of criticism will bend his decision. He will stop on his own volition, and not from anybody's unsolicited two-cents worth. Just for the sake of making and earning good feedbacks to make a good and nice facade. Man...he's so strong-willed, an attitude a stateman should always possess. The chief of the country should be at least this firm...to avoid the bulong-bulong system of some amuyong they say...who hide their motives to gain an access for their own advantage. Watch out for mudslinging Mr. President...and gather all those grists to be ground. The ball is yours now.

Let us support the new president and hope for a better future.

It's seven more days to go!

It's seven more days to go! Yup, everybody must be looking forward to Noynoy's inauguration as the 15th president elect and the first president who won magnanimously via the controversial automated machine. Well at least we now can move on and forget all those bad events from Gloria's governance and start hoping for a new beginning with Noy at the fore. But still lucky, she [Gloria Arroyo] too is still going to have a new post as she too won a congressional seat in the second district of Pampanga. The first ever president who ran for a lower position after sitting in the highest post. Going back to Noy's inauguration, let's expect another yellowish and star-studded and historical event.

Just a little review...

I was watching late programs and then I decided to go to bed when I so happened to stay a bit in one channel after hearing someone from government talking about sergeant of arms. Immediately in my mind, I think it should be.. sergeant at arms, eh very elementary naman yun, bragging aside di ba? Pag election time natin for our class officer. Hehe, I remember I wasn't even nominated to be the class' muse...lol...not even once. Ayaw kong ma-nominate para sa sergeant at arms, feeling ko mukha akong lalake. But going back...I always feel am not so sure of myself though. Eh I couldn't really go to sleep soundly if I wouldn't be able to assure myself what's right . So I did go to dictionary.com for awhile though with smarting eyes already and a bit sleepy na talaga. It's sergeant at arms nga. Though the spelling differs only in using whether sergeant or the British' serjeant.

Now I can go to sleep,'coz it's really sergeant at arms...
Konting ingat lang 'coz a lot of people are watching you. A little review won't hurt...lalo na't government official ka. People look up to you so siguro medyo dapat maging maingat sa mga bagay bagay lalo na't it will be aired, much so eh recorded pa 'yan tiyak. If you're an ordinary person no one cares whether you say it right or not.

In his farewell poem...

It is also interesting to note that fourteen years before his execution, Rizal predicted that he would die on December 30th. He was then a medical student in Madrid, Spain. The entry in his diary reads as follows:

January 1,1883
Two nights ago, that is 30 December, I had a frightful nightmare when I almost died.I dreamt that, imitating an actor dying on stage, I felt vividly that my breath was failing and I was rapidly losing my strength. Then my vision became dim and dense darkness enveloped me---they are the pangs of death.


"I die just when I see the dawn break,
Through the gloom of night, to herald the day;
And if color is lacking my blood thou shalt take,
Pour'd out at need for thy dear sake,
To dye with its crimson the waking ray"

Source: Jose Rizal
Gregorio Zaide & Sonia Zaide