tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16661112412943072802024-02-07T18:06:01.896-08:00My Inner Thoughtsnahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-32479508729696263672013-01-24T21:39:00.001-08:002013-01-24T21:39:11.660-08:00Its been a while...<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>It has been a while indeed when I last posted here. Been quite busy indeed.<br/>
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With what you may ask? Well with being a career mom.. <br/>
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Yes a working mom. NEVER have I imagined to have been full time mom. I have always said to myself that even if I have my own family, I cannot settle in being a housewife or else I would go crazy! <br/>
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But one thing that I didn't anticipate? Its not easy as you think it is. <br/>
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There will be times that you will come at your wits end specially when your too tired. Good thing I have a very loving supportive partner who takes care of my unico iho :). <br/>
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There would be times arguement would arise and most of the time it will be just petty reasons. BUT what is important is that you get to be stronger as a couple,,, as a family. <br/>
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I consider myself blessed inspite of every trial. There would be times I never thought I will ever survive or get through financially. But its really true that God will indeed provide. We just have to have faith... <br/>
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And my lucky charm? Indeed my family.<br/>
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being pregnant is indeed a wonderful blessing for me, but sometimes, you just dont feel so good when you are.. ( whoever said being pregnant is easy). <br />
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first of all, there are lots of things to consider and to be cautious of everything. <br />
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food- there is an excuse to eat a little more than you should without people telling you regarding overeating BUT that is if you are allowed to eat your favorite food! during pregnancy, there are some food that you can't eat as it could harm the baby. so before enjoying your favorite dish, ask first if you are allowed to eat it. also, for those who does not eat veggies and fruits , well, this time you have no choice if you want your child to be healthy. (yes, i must confess, i dont eat veggies much, but learning to eat them now as there is a need)<br />
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second, things that we used to do, sometimes are forbidden or rather not recommended. which also have the advantage and disadvantages. just like doing household chores and lifting heavy things, in my part atleast, i have always been used to stand independently and do all my household chores on my own. i would clean my room, do the laundry and wash the dishes, but now, im not even allowed to do any of those. my hubby actually does it for me. which is an advantage but the thing is, as much as you would like to help out to atleast do something, while waiting for time to pass by, you cant, and with that, you get bored. you also can't move as fast as you used to as you need to be careful in staining your body. slipping should be avoided, and sometimes even taking a bath during evenings even if your used to taking a shower before you go to sleep. <br />
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third is mood swings. being pregnant gives you the right to be a brat to some extent, but mood swings can ruin not only your mood but also of your partner. <br />
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and lastly, body changes and reactions. changes and reactions differ with every pregnant woman. others would not feel a thing except their belly getting bigger each month but some??? well they do suffer specially during the first trimester. me for example, my first 2 months of pregnancy is bliss! well not really but i dont really crave and no nausea nor dizziness. only headache at times and tenderness of breast but as the 3rd month approaches, i started vomitting, feeling nausea, headache and dizziness and backache and mind you, they stike anytime of the day or in my case, at night. also feel the urge of going to the cr to urine more often, even during the wee hours. another change you will notice is ofcourse you not being able to fit your favorite jeans unless its atleast 3x your size. lol. your hips expanding and your tummy getting bigger. there are also times you will experience cramps, bloatedness and God knows what else.<br />
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but inspite of those painful and blissful experiences, by the end of the day, you will still feel bless for that little life growing inside you and indeed, you will always say that they are worth the little sacrifices you had to give up just to have them in this world. nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-51107497879817686252011-11-21T05:03:00.001-08:002011-11-21T05:03:17.498-08:00a miracle indeed..there was a point in my life i almost gave up on loving.. glad i didnt!<br />
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these past few months has been a busy time for me.. specially because of the fact.. i came back to being active in church. <br />
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because of my bestfriend, who wanted to regain the adventist youth spirit, he used me to basically stand as a representative/spokesperson to have the activities and the youth join in. with this, i started going to church again, gaining new friends and catching up with the old ones too.. <br />
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there are alot of pressure, stress, (talk about being a shock absorber) and most of all, fun fun fun.That is what these activities is all about.<br />
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within a small period of time, inspite of feeling old (due to most of the youth are indeed youth age ranging 13 - 24) i simply cant help but reminice our "time" and that made me realized how much i've missed being with my adventist "me". i missed being active in church activies, as it has been a while i laylowed in such. <br />
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not only had i gained friends, but was able to catch up with old ones. them being mostly married.. ika nga, napagiiwanan na daw ako ng panahon.. lol. well, i guess not anymore.. <br />
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during the period of getting busy serving Him.. He apparently gave me a gift that i least expected. <br />
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The one.. <br />
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yes, because of these activities, i got to meet the person i think is my perfect match.. some may think its a whirlwind romance.. but for us, its seems we've been together for so long.<br />
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in a short span of time, we decided to basically live together, and now.. we are about to have a little bundle of joy. <br />
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its a weird and wonderful feeling inspite of the feeling of uneasiness. its my first time to actually feel such. <br />
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now i better understand when mothers say, "iba talaga ang feeling ng nagbubuntis at pagiging ina". kahit hirap, kahit feeling mo pagod ka, kakayanin mo, para sa magiging anak mo.. i may not have felt too well lately, but i am taking extra na precautionary measure pa to take care of myself. little pressures are no longer allowed for me, and im much thankful my mom inlaw is indeed very supportive. everyone are just so excited, specially me and leo. <br />
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i really cant feel what they call "paglilihi" unless frequent headache, dizziness and mood swings are part of it. also, my appetite had greatly increased! :(. <br />
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also feel a little awkward as a feel little abdomenal cramps, upon research and according to my OB, these could be normal, but still needs to be careful. it could end up as an ectopic, specially that the result of my lab pregnancy test is positive weak. <br />
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i had to take some meds and vitamins and drink milk to keep me healthy and make sure the baby will keep hanging on.. lets keep praying for that..<br />
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but for now, i am enjoying the feeling of about to be a mom, at my age, i hope i wont be having anything too complicated for me, my hubby and our baby to handle.. <br />
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indeed, this little life inside me is a miracle and a blessing indeed.. nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-73434360941340282132011-08-23T04:09:00.001-07:002011-08-23T04:09:42.504-07:00early morning drama<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>many words keep spinning in my head<br/>it seems like my world is in a thread<br/>between learning to love again<br/>and fighting to avoid hurt and pain<br/><br/>could it be, ive given up on searching<br/>for the one who is meant for me?<br/>Or perhaps, He is just preparing<br/>to actually meet the one, who will let me be<br/><br/>sometimes i grow tired<br/>of waiting for "the" signs..<br/>there was never really a standard, <br/>just a "know how" between the lines<br/><br/>Will he ever come my way?<br/>that is the question, i've got to face<br/>someone to call my own..<br/>and will never ever leave me feeling alone... <br/><br/>
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(accepted in a sense that "tinanggap ko sya bilang tao at pinaka harapan bilang tao). <br />and what is more painful is that.. she was accepted here at home without anything else to wear, nothing to eat and no money to spend. and she was able to do all this to me.. to us.. <br /><br />admittedly, i feel ashamed of what happened but what the heck, it is not my fault at all! she was good! she was good in showing she was the victim. she was never one. she had always been the mastermind of everything. all the characters she came up with, are all ficticious! from the "friend" sa bank to the attorney at law who handled the case to the vice president of the bank. all where just lies. <br /><br />there was even a story where she claimed she was a battered child and her mom is a battered wife and a case was filed against her dad. a story that her mom was hit by a trike and was in coma that time. and her mom was operated for cataract and the hospital wont provide them a promisory note for them to go out due to non payment. and even her alibies over the holidays just so she need not come to work. she was a best actress and definitely she deserves an oscar! <br /><br />and what's worse is the after shock of everything. i have lots of credit card bills to pay. and all those "utang" just to come up with the "trial" money. <br /><br />what i can't understand is.. how can anyone be so heartless for her family. she had to make up stories about her mom dying, her father hurting her, her mom being in the hospital, and her brother being stranded in Manila and she had to go back there to pick him up. all tragic stories had all been made up. we dont even know at all if there is such truth with what she told us at all. i for myself definely wont make up such stories about my family. specially my parents. <br /><br />lesson learned.. never trust anyone that easily specially when money matters are involved.my bad i guess. <br /><br />trust is very important in every relationship whether it be friendship, work relationship etc.. but once the trust has been broken, it can never be gained back. so take care of it. learn to be true to the people who had been true to you. karma will definitely get back at you.maybe that's the reason why you are feeling all kinds of sickness. kasi binabalikan ka ng conscience mo.. <br /><br />to you: i treated you as a friend.. a confidante.. and trusted you. all the while i thought totoong tao ka.. everything was eventually lies! di ako nagpapatanaw ng utang na loob, pero sa ganitong sitwasyon, ikaw ang taong literal na walang utang na loob...<br /><br /><br />Just in case you may encounter her : <br />Details : <br /><br />Name : Cezairleen Cabrera Mangila<br />Nick : Cezzy, Cez, Cezois, Cezairleen Mangila, Cezairleen<br />Location : Mexico Pampanga<br />Birthday : December 17<br />Email address:cezairleen@yahoo.com<br /><br /><br /><br />She may make up stories about her family just like she did to us. In case you may encounter her, check out her picture. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPcuydFaaWfo7i3sCD9d0cGvL9k39YIFpw3jwQIYTunQLlBEZ8ODMKfHSwL6LPC5y-Xa1NI4aIIJ1oSP9XbsC6_bZ8LpIC669cn_XNVpkOzl_rsm6aDM0boIXSFQlCrdsJePxxhlNsxM/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPcuydFaaWfo7i3sCD9d0cGvL9k39YIFpw3jwQIYTunQLlBEZ8ODMKfHSwL6LPC5y-Xa1NI4aIIJ1oSP9XbsC6_bZ8LpIC669cn_XNVpkOzl_rsm6aDM0boIXSFQlCrdsJePxxhlNsxM/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589010211155655714" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33aOkpZNO9jrXOPBAHQTz4NJXQFWMf7qlfgT0blFQf6BFqCOb5InbHA0ObXbnKfNLvern2yZnUIjhQKSN4jNjC1OorDsq4PFzG68NgnBRTmE5a6Z6hrIMCtN3u9y8AFv0ptesz_BU368/s1600/0056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33aOkpZNO9jrXOPBAHQTz4NJXQFWMf7qlfgT0blFQf6BFqCOb5InbHA0ObXbnKfNLvern2yZnUIjhQKSN4jNjC1OorDsq4PFzG68NgnBRTmE5a6Z6hrIMCtN3u9y8AFv0ptesz_BU368/s320/0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611342546814461890" /></a><br /><br /><br />another picture of Ceznahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-2697017597082329042011-05-21T00:26:00.001-07:002011-05-21T00:26:19.597-07:00what might have been...<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>here i go again, lying restless in bed<br/>thinking about things that goes above my head<br/>things about happiness, love, life and all<br/>about "what if"s, could've been, either big or small<br/><br/>ive thought of my past relationships; <br/>both about love and friendships<br/>the difference between the two, <br/>when one had become after the other<br/><br/>i used to have a "him" <br/>who was a friend turned lover; <br/>but things didnt worked out; <br/>and so decided to find another; <br/><br/>i used to have a friend; who apparently became special;<br/>having an "us" did not work; due to distance differential;<br/>but friendship bloomed more, even after confrontations <br/>we're better off that way, with no further expectations<br/><br/>i also had "what if" and shouldve been "him"<br/>sometimes, i still give it some thoughts<br/>just thinking about it could make me beam; <br/>perhaps a second chance for whatever its worth<br/><br/>there are also those whom i wish i hadnt met<br/>cause all they did was cause me pain<br/>but those are still people i will never forget<br/>they made me stronger, not all was in vain<br/><br/>having to look back, for all aches i've been through<br/>i still manage to smile; and say i wont be blue<br/>im still looking forward in meeting "you"<br/>not mr perfect, but someone i would want to say "i do" ....<br/><br/><br/>
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(accepted in a sense that "tinanggap ko sya bilang tao at pinaka harapan bilang tao). <br />and what is more painful is that.. she was accepted here at home without anything else to wear, nothing to eat and no money to spend. and she was able to do all this to me.. to us.. <br /><br />admittedly, i feel ashamed of what happened but what the heck, it is not my fault at all! she was good! she was good in showing she was the victim. she was never one. she had always been the mastermind of everything. all the characters she came up with, are all ficticious! from the "friend" sa bank to the attorney at law who handled the case to the vice president of the bank. all where just lies. <br /><br />there was even a story where she claimed she was a battered child and her mom is a battered wife and a case was filed against her dad. a story that her mom was hit by a trike and was in coma that time. and her mom was operated for cataract and the hospital wont provide them a promisory note for them to go out due to non payment. and even her alibies over the holidays just so she need not come to work. she was a best actress and definitely she deserves an oscar! <br /><br />and what's worse is the after shock of everything. i have lots of credit card bills to pay. and all those "utang" just to come up with the "trial" money. <br /><br />what i can't understand is.. how can anyone be so heartless for her family. she had to make up stories about her mom dying, her father hurting her, her mom being in the hospital, and her brother being stranded in Manila and she had to go back there to pick him up. all tragic stories had all been made up. we dont even know at all if there is such truth with what she told us at all. i for myself definely wont make up such stories about my family. specially my parents. <br /><br />lesson learned.. never trust anyone that easily specially when money matters are involved.my bad i guess. <br /><br />trust is very important in every relationship whether it be friendship, work relationship etc.. but once the trust has been broken, it can never be gained back. so take care of it. learn to be true to the people who had been true to you. karma will definitely get back at you.maybe that's the reason why you are feeling all kinds of sickness. kasi binabalikan ka ng conscience mo.. <br /><br />to you: i treated you as a friend.. a confidante.. and trusted you. all the while i thought totoong tao ka.. everything was eventually lies! di ako nagpapatanaw ng utang na loob, pero sa ganitong sitwasyon, ikaw ang taong literal na walang utang na loob...<br /><br /><br />Just in case you may encounter her : <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPcuydFaaWfo7i3sCD9d0cGvL9k39YIFpw3jwQIYTunQLlBEZ8ODMKfHSwL6LPC5y-Xa1NI4aIIJ1oSP9XbsC6_bZ8LpIC669cn_XNVpkOzl_rsm6aDM0boIXSFQlCrdsJePxxhlNsxM/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilPcuydFaaWfo7i3sCD9d0cGvL9k39YIFpw3jwQIYTunQLlBEZ8ODMKfHSwL6LPC5y-Xa1NI4aIIJ1oSP9XbsC6_bZ8LpIC669cn_XNVpkOzl_rsm6aDM0boIXSFQlCrdsJePxxhlNsxM/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589010211155655714" /></a>nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-58732548006250123832011-02-21T00:14:00.001-08:002011-02-21T00:14:56.386-08:00fraud<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>who would have thought.. i for once will be experiencing such! i have gone through alot of stress for the past few months.. but the most stressful thing is having nothing else to spend because someone else took your money! <br/><br/>good thing,,, God is indeed good! He surrounded me with friends who are indeed good hearted.. <br/><br/>you see, what happened was, we were doing some online transaction cause a friend of mine need to transfer her cash on my account as her atm was lost.. when i checked my balance... the money were there together with mine.. the following day, as i decided i need to withdraw, i checked my balance online.. as i did.. i was debited the whole amount together with my friend's money! <br/><br/>how could this happen, i didnt even visited the atm machine yesterday and early the next day. so i tried checking my balance again and again. possible error.. but its not.. then i checked my withdrawal transactions.. and poof! there goes an account number i don't know of..6019xxxxxxxx6228. the money was transferred online and its shows that it was approved like as if i was the one who transferred it. so having worried that the money was transferred by mistake to a colleague, i asked our accounting head if there is such set of numbers that belong to one of the employees so we can just transfer it back to my account.. its appears that it was not in our records at all. with this, comparison was made with the account numbers of my collegue who was debited a month back... and as she was a newbie, i made a comparison with the mysterious account number and hers.. which turned out that the account numbers are almost the same. which means the mysterious account number was just a new account! and possible its just within the area.. if im not mistaken, account numbers have their codes for a certain area and location and account. so if the account number is similar as ours,, it must have been of the same atm account type as i have verified my sister's as well to make sure i was coming up with the right conclusion. my friend, who transferred her money was also worried ofcourse since she was badly in need of cash too that time.. good thing she knows someone from the main branch of the bank. so what she did was, she consulted her friend (which i was thankful for her great help) about our scenario. cause with the facts i have at hand, i was thinking that there is a possible fraud going on..( i wouldnt complain in the first place if i knew the account number was someone i have given authority to..besides, there isnt anyone who knows my pin and my account number that goes with it ) so when my friend consulted her friend about it, we gave the account number in question and my account number. its like we will be filing a questionable transfer without having to withdraw or do anything at all. her friend adviced us that she will be getting back to us once she would have any updates. apparently, she told her boss about my case and her boss decided to actually find out what transpired in the process.. <br/><br/>turned out to be the account was indeed frauded! and it was an inside job! but not just an inside job.. there was someone inside and out of the company involved in the process. <br/><br/>last week, we got an update from our source.. it turned out to be that my debited transaction turned out to be a case.. an actual legal case. we would be filing a case against the people involved..<br/><br/>with that we have to come up with a certain amount of money to pay for the atty's fee.. as i am determined to file a case for these people. the bank actually helped us with the case as it could also be a bad publicity on their part. we had to come up with a big sum of money so we can file the case immediately. good thing we were able to find the amount asap. with the support of friends, and financial help, we were able to collect the money in the nick of time. <br/><br/>saturday, feb 12, the arrest for the people involved was done. and i was informed about it.. rather a so called arrest. as they made it appear as if he was really arrested and bailed out the next day.. on a sunday! (it was too late when i was adviced that there are no bails on a sunday) <br/><br/>i was shocked when i actually found out who was behind everything..surprisingly.. it was someone unexpected.. someone who used to be a friend.. who despise everything about me for the reason i don't really know.. <br/><br/>funny how a simple assumption can make a difference.. <br/><br/>and it turned out.. i was not the only victim.. he had made previous transactions as such but of smaller amount than of mine.. no wonder he wanted my friend to get out of my jurisdiction.. tsk tsk.. i cant imagine how someone could stoop down so low just to get even..<br/><br/>its amazing how things have turned around so fast. many updates has been made and and things turned out the way we thought it was. we found out that the atty from the company was an accomplice (which explains the arrest and bail issue and the so called "story behind the coincidental transfer and frame up story to make sure that the person who gave my information will appear as a frame up.." ) and you know why? because one of the so called mastermind involved was actually the vice president of the company. which the bank themselves found out, they have been doing it for quite some time already.. its sad to know that the person of wealth would do such thing.<br/><br/>today, feb 21, the results were out and the sentences are served. we are fine with the results, as they were found guilty without doubts but the sentence given was quite unfair as its just a year of imprisonment. and they have been doing it for years now. its was just now that they have come across someone who would actually complain, after all, 8k is not a joke for someone who works hard for the money. pity how such a little amount (compared to millions) could make people do such things.. "dahil lang sa 8 libo.. hinayaan mong madungisan yung pangalan at dangal mo" . <br/><br/>sometimes it makes you think.. how could some people be so low.. to think, they are already rich, and as for my "friend" who told many lies just to get away with it, quoting:" mahirap lang kami, pero may dignidad kami" does not apply to you. hindi kami nanghahamak.. ikaw ang umagrabyado.. at kami ang naperwisyo.. di mo alam kung gano kasakit samin ang naging sitwasyon dahil sa kagagawan mo at kababawan mo.. sabi mo nga.. "God bless nalang sayo.." ang sagot ko sayo? "thank you.. pinagpapala talaga ni Lord ang mga inaapi.. " <br/><br/>may this serve as a lesson for everyone. especially to you my "friend" . <br/><br/><br/>in the end.. the truth shall still prevail and He will never give us trials we can never overcome. admittedly, there was a time i was about to give up on the case. but blessings kept coming in the most unexpected way. <br/><br/>i want to thank this opportunity to thank those who have helped out. financially and moral support. without you, we wouldnt have made it till the end. you know who you are and i need not mention names. my heartfelt thank you!
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</div>nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-18231613644824308642010-11-14T15:42:00.000-08:002010-11-14T17:28:45.739-08:00Angel Undercover<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>I am keeping thoughts to myself at times I feel down<br/>Stressed out in the world, I could almost drown<br/>It seems to me that my life is at a point in time<br/>Where everything is blur, and i can't seem to see the sign<br/><br/>When I was younger, I have longed for happy ending;<br/>My "prince" will come, and all will just fall into place<br/>But as I grew old older, I realize there's a lot that needs mending<br/>A perfect fairytale don't exist and just keeps you in a daze<br/><br/>And now I'm at a struggle of giving myself a chance<br/>To allow myself to love again, to give my heart another glance<br/>A chance that could mean, another shot of pain<br/>In a situation, that I know not what I could gain...<br/><br/>You see, I have been hurt in the past<br/>I was shattered and broken just like a glass<br/>I used to be a risk taker when it comes to loving..<br/>Now I'm quite hesitant; I just don't want to keep on trying<br/><br/>But it seems that more I gave up on that matter, <br/>the more it shows me my options;<br/>Can't I just live in my life and simply don't bother<br/>to avoid from hurting and avoid complications? <br/><br/>You know what I hate about you? <br/>You just had to show up and ruin everything I planned;<br/>With that wonderful smile, it prevents me from feeling blue;<br/>With the look in your eyes; that tells me "hey, I got my eyes on you"<br/><br/>Wish I could just walk away, and pretend I never knew you;<br/>Back in the time when I just simply pass by you.<br/>Or simply stare at you, without you knowing <br/>Cause the more I talk to you, I more I think I'm falling...<br/><br/>The best I could hope for, is you, feeling the same way;<br/>Attraction seems strong; cause you are the one who brightens my day<br/>Your mysterious personality, your smile that keeps me blind<br/>And the more I get to jive with you, the more I can't get you out of my mind<br/><br/>I wish I could say, its just a simple crush; <br/>But It seems to me, everything is just too much<br/>I feel like being in high school once again; <br/>Getting that "giddy" feeling , and I guess, I just cant pretend<br/><br/>I don't really know if this is going anywhere; <br/>I guess I really don't care if this is going no where<br/>All I know right now, you're my "angel" under cover<br/>I could only possibly hope, you're the one I could be with forever...
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I am feeling that jittery feeling .. yung "kilig" na masasabi.. for someone AGAIN.. but this time.. although cautious.. he still seem to make his way to my heart and mind.. <br /><br />I closed my doors for the possibility of loving again after my "bestfriend" left me "struggling on moving on.. Indeed, the saying, "love/opportunity/ happiness comes when you least expect it.. " cause I never really expected someone would still be knocking on my door again.. <br /><br />He was someone I least expect.. Not much of an ideal guy for me.. quite the opposite actually.. It was not also love at first sight.. He was actually introduced to me by a good friend.. a former collegue from my former employer. She told me, she would just like to introduce me to someone.. I said sure.. after all.. pakikilala lang naman pala diba? She got my number and gave it to the guy (which turned out to be her cousin).<br /><br />After a few days, this guy started texting and i replied just like a normal person would do.. exchanged hi and hello's, introductions and all. eventually..i've learned of his age.. he is very young indeed.. he even asked me if its ok for me to be texting someone younger than me.. i said its fine.. friends lang naman.. (as i was not really planning for anything more than that.. )<br /><br />He would actually want to meet me in person, at first I was hesitant, well, i guess it wouldnt hurt to meet up with someone right? but for some reason, we were not able to meet then. <br /><br />One time, I scheduled a get together with some friends.. including the person who introduced him to me.. and meeting him became inevitable.. hahahah.. yes. he was there too.. Me being dressed in a not so "presentable" way, with just shorts and shirt and even wearing slip ons. (in short.. not being my glamorous self.. lol) met up with them. Chemistry nor spark was not actually there.. atleast not that I see. but apparently.. that did not stopped him from communicating.. The first meeting was repeated... and eventually, even if he was on vacation, he still manage to keep in touch. <br /><br />One thing about him that attracted me most was his outlook in life..he thinks maturely .. way too older for his age actually... more matured than me i should say.. funny thing is that.. everytime i talk to him, he would always mention me with his plans in life.. its like I was already part of his future. (to think, di pa nga kami.. lolz). <br /><br />I have had some dilemma though.. As I mentioned.. he is younger than me.. i was thinking .. baka natutuwa lang sya sakin or he can always change his mind anytime and find someone atleast his age... but the more I talk to him.. the more i get to know him.. the more i feel secure that he is serious with his intentions.. his not looking for any flings.. nor just merely playing games.. he has plans of working abroad.. and wanted to work .. para mapantayan ako.. (parang namn ang taas taas ko.. :-s).. He actually taught me to be patient with everything.. Sometimes, I cant help but magtampo since he has been busy lately.. pero by the end of the day.. when i see a missed call and a message from him.. I would just smile.. cause by the end of day or the week.. I would realize.. he was just busy and he does miss me kahit ayaw nyang aminin.. hahahha.. (ako b naman di magparamdam ng 1 week) :D... lolz.. and now.. he is the reason why I can smile in the morning and inspite of having a bad day or a bad week, just a text or a call from him.. can make me smile.. (blush)..<br /><br />I'm not predicting anything; but Im hoping for the best..Im keeping my fingers crossed. Im cautious but I am now ready to give my full trust again.. hopefully this time.. it will last.. no matter what.... for the meantime.. I am enjoying what i feel.. he makes me smile.. thats all i could say....<br /><br />Be happy everyone..nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-71907457984321295002010-08-16T16:47:00.000-07:002010-08-16T20:08:26.648-07:00bitter and better...I am still struggling to keep my mind set on things that only matters; but apparently, I am not that strong.. as yet.. somehow.. his messages still affects me....<br /><br />After my Cebu trip, I promised myself, I left every trash in Cebu.. I left my old self and I left my heart that loved him all this time. A couple of weeks after, he sent me a message.. asking how am i doing and he doesnt even know that i was furious of him before.. good thing I wasnt there to answer it immediately. I guess part of it came home with me.. I must admit, I haven't stopped loving him.. He will always have a special part in my life.. he was and will always be my bestfriend.. my confidante and a the love that can never be.. but he will always be that.. and that alone. No more holding on to the thoughts of "what if" and "if only" cause there is the term... It could never be... and Its not meant to be .. cause if you keep on "holding on", you can never move on and find the love that you truly deserve as your focus would remain on that particular person.<br /><br />But nevertheless.. we shall not let that person have a control over your life.. Or ruin it to such extent.. I admit.. I used to let him do that.. let him have control over me.. but truth shall truly find its way.. and with that.. that made me think.. it made me realize how much of a fool i was.. but one good thing is that.. I was a fool once, twice.. but the third time is wayyy to different... it could be a poison.. good thing.. I am still in my right mind not to do anything.. too drastic.. and this made me realize how much I have been missing..missing my life.. as an individual.. as a sole identity.. Now I am a better person.. bitter... yes.. in a way.. but without the bitterness.. how can you be a better person right? <br /><br />I dont hate him.. I can never afford to hate such a person as hatred is such aa strong word.. I just despise him.. joke.. Im angry,, of what he had done.. how could he even lie.. even if its only for the sake of friendship right? well.. what has been done is done.. and damage can not be repaired to be the same as new. Forgiveness is possible.. but for now.. I have to start my life.. without memories of him.. hunting me down.. Painful memories that are better forgotten and keep the wonderful memoriess of what HAS been...giving me a reason to smile.. after all the pain has passed me by.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9R7CDBc0cNs1U_BLRuC_zkQCJsQloOBeABWRCX52_3k9CwEz1111b1UDpx8_xhLpuOZIe3afJn-QzCXKSbezI-IahqKlOBLnAV_xLN8Ozd8H2tFV7wMLzk9eRvgHnjcwY5J4W6EEBlM/s1600/Letting_go_by_PaniFilth.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9R7CDBc0cNs1U_BLRuC_zkQCJsQloOBeABWRCX52_3k9CwEz1111b1UDpx8_xhLpuOZIe3afJn-QzCXKSbezI-IahqKlOBLnAV_xLN8Ozd8H2tFV7wMLzk9eRvgHnjcwY5J4W6EEBlM/s320/Letting_go_by_PaniFilth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506209560612479794" /></a>nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-32878361687924269152010-08-10T17:01:00.001-07:002010-08-11T18:03:14.672-07:00testing the wonders of apple product<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>im trying to test my itouch for blogging so it will be easier for me to post my thoughts and not needing to wait till i get a hold of ny pc... and here it is... <br/><br/>i got an ipod touch just last week... sort of an impulsive buyer to that effect... but atleast i am happy with it and loving every inch of it... heheeh... <br/><br/>i finaly manage to find out how to add a pic here using my unit... lol <br/><br/><br/><a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjxCdgjLUdYFHDpjEzuRR-x4eEOHzbrbkAwg44SV-7tswqB0kHtu7vfcQ8eVrK30UJW4S7dzlvtqRF1Lqf1DWZ_gjfmaoqD3JL2v7SPQBllkComJXvg66l6r3Ni3eFxUc9eWEmP8uwy4/'><img alt='' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjxCdgjLUdYFHDpjEzuRR-x4eEOHzbrbkAwg44SV-7tswqB0kHtu7vfcQ8eVrK30UJW4S7dzlvtqRF1Lqf1DWZ_gjfmaoqD3JL2v7SPQBllkComJXvg66l6r3Ni3eFxUc9eWEmP8uwy4/' style='border:none;'/></a> <br/><br/><br/><a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumGn8RGpzSW346_kuceIl52Tn0Th7kbVO3GO2JitszdNmXa1dfnvEwkmouPgGyIdqfRrSGX7aIYlGSCrEt5k0UjRwr805qc5F4kE4N_YQKXVDsuK7IzRSXbQXf9Yagt2j2HhfC1KGfFY/'><img alt='' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumGn8RGpzSW346_kuceIl52Tn0Th7kbVO3GO2JitszdNmXa1dfnvEwkmouPgGyIdqfRrSGX7aIYlGSCrEt5k0UjRwr805qc5F4kE4N_YQKXVDsuK7IzRSXbQXf9Yagt2j2HhfC1KGfFY/' style='border:none;'/></a><br/><br/>sabi nga ng facebook ... i like!! hehehe
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</div>nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-67494187142609477862010-07-31T17:56:00.000-07:002010-08-01T07:31:40.411-07:00I was then.. I am am now...I know.. I know.. I havent been able to post for quite sometime... been quite busy this month.. <br /><br />Too much had happened for the month of July.. some are just too much to handle.. I've been sick, I've been in pain, I've been crying..I've been worrying, Ive been struggling.. I've been travelling.. I aged, I lost, I moved on, and most importantly, I changed.<br /><br />I have been sick for the past weeks.. even before our cebu trip.. I guess.. I have been too tired thinking.. worrying and impatiently waiting for nothing..and just when I thought I am feeling a little better.. i didnt expect something is yet to come... 2 days before my cebu trip.. my eyes have been swollen because of crying for some personal reason I ought not to publish. (not that I am not brave enough.. its just that i'd rather not.. as it no longer matters anyway...)... <br /><br />July 18, we have to wake up early and meet up around 4am so we can catch our flight and not be late and still have time to eat breakfast at the airport... (tikman lang namin ang difference ng jollibee sa labas at loob ng airport.. lol)<br /><br />around 10am, we met up with our colleagues who were there first and settled our things..and ofcourse, get ready for lunch... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMBq6uk7v3lcBTG2J9PXTQvVNctJSBPhfA3rBd2yqsSd_zOGYOVG0CNActdBCL15zfrvIwqMkzxZTGFoQJu_YBYHGaz_1jNz2LdwRScogM3nDC1kJiuRqCOB16WuQECcDtmJCK-KC4xWU/s1600/38784_1402470100052_1181336347_30979309_5249697_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMBq6uk7v3lcBTG2J9PXTQvVNctJSBPhfA3rBd2yqsSd_zOGYOVG0CNActdBCL15zfrvIwqMkzxZTGFoQJu_YBYHGaz_1jNz2LdwRScogM3nDC1kJiuRqCOB16WuQECcDtmJCK-KC4xWU/s320/38784_1402470100052_1181336347_30979309_5249697_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500255428039558738" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE1BTLvQv9283ZY1Zr6C5FgW-9SeTU-qNdTjg0vPopYIsIYAMf917wzh4f1R5u5SOwwYZzKS6musFwvc19DI62q4sKgAf9OTTIWKqTF-xC3GrH08eJpE5jMh4ELFZcvrZriKuweFiEVkg/s1600/37641_1402466539963_1181336347_30979271_4584879_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE1BTLvQv9283ZY1Zr6C5FgW-9SeTU-qNdTjg0vPopYIsIYAMf917wzh4f1R5u5SOwwYZzKS6musFwvc19DI62q4sKgAf9OTTIWKqTF-xC3GrH08eJpE5jMh4ELFZcvrZriKuweFiEVkg/s320/37641_1402466539963_1181336347_30979271_4584879_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500255425181313026" /></a> <br /><br />then we had our city tour..courtesy of Yoj's Friend Dax... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi660rys7wZNhCz92vwvcYVDxmZp5GdtMkIR4OGGWcKuq6mMCmMksw56AZbjXXqFMENZW92ThlvNdJr6sKg5_KklLwdexQO-I1CSjPf1K0t6fKCvG26UEak8cATuvHDXmDLzntZT9y2xAw/s1600/0718101421-01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi660rys7wZNhCz92vwvcYVDxmZp5GdtMkIR4OGGWcKuq6mMCmMksw56AZbjXXqFMENZW92ThlvNdJr6sKg5_KklLwdexQO-I1CSjPf1K0t6fKCvG26UEak8cATuvHDXmDLzntZT9y2xAw/s320/0718101421-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500259046728062722" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXEhOQINaXaH-0FyJWbeZNXestWUeFdOYhG0dxArBIe-PIDOjBipuNgDhzPJMRYYCaB5B0Kd4lLDMARH_4jdkvnZXK4thMcgOe1UUjv2xnuPE1AvAK28l057rw9FBZK8J62evki_yRhVU/s1600/IMG_1791.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXEhOQINaXaH-0FyJWbeZNXestWUeFdOYhG0dxArBIe-PIDOjBipuNgDhzPJMRYYCaB5B0Kd4lLDMARH_4jdkvnZXK4thMcgOe1UUjv2xnuPE1AvAK28l057rw9FBZK8J62evki_yRhVU/s320/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500259044725985890" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJiYrx2P2Yzq-WXfVUykhsR9V7a7mHNJVJtOEqUJcwkixk2nFAbYgJ_jC139fH5mbHdevCx6odyNnOXhKIla9_6gzrQiU6AZA9-vW_WS9uYzZ34RfQLnKBe-spDQQdTRe8piFMy7MuRuI/s1600/IMG_1764.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJiYrx2P2Yzq-WXfVUykhsR9V7a7mHNJVJtOEqUJcwkixk2nFAbYgJ_jC139fH5mbHdevCx6odyNnOXhKIla9_6gzrQiU6AZA9-vW_WS9uYzZ34RfQLnKBe-spDQQdTRe8piFMy7MuRuI/s320/IMG_1764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500259036552983586" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzICDWIcZVjrZOwnjdHqZq8QUPvWuCkBqo-nT8TuC2-3eVIxfgtez8dm_wAOeLJlFvEX38_JHdU9zEtBtPwEd9xDjYmPJf6PIL_x74pD5Ygg7W2IUnmoToqlumh2f5YsDOW2R9L9QA9Q/s1600/0718101439-00.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzICDWIcZVjrZOwnjdHqZq8QUPvWuCkBqo-nT8TuC2-3eVIxfgtez8dm_wAOeLJlFvEX38_JHdU9zEtBtPwEd9xDjYmPJf6PIL_x74pD5Ygg7W2IUnmoToqlumh2f5YsDOW2R9L9QA9Q/s320/0718101439-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500259027582818850" /></a><br /><br />after the city tour.. we had to go back to the place where we were staying to get some rest... (we made sure na sulit.. kasi that is the only day magkakasa kasama kami eh.) around 8:30 pm, we met up with another of Yoj's friend Sher and had dessert at the dessert factory... (foodtrip to the max.. kumusta ang diet! waaaaaaa...) lolz.. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2no9iiw6Gb1qL80SKGIvRS35vf_Ofh9tI2HZ_6Lz58G7jXGNqogl6N9Es5HUYlWU1o6HYvNLul-GyF3rRE4ivrUmQpnL6quwP-6fyW-i98QzYkH-2j0yLDBayaQImZFMXV0X3T9MgyMM/s1600/IMG_1798.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2no9iiw6Gb1qL80SKGIvRS35vf_Ofh9tI2HZ_6Lz58G7jXGNqogl6N9Es5HUYlWU1o6HYvNLul-GyF3rRE4ivrUmQpnL6quwP-6fyW-i98QzYkH-2j0yLDBayaQImZFMXV0X3T9MgyMM/s320/IMG_1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500262560724389090" /></a><br />@mooon cafe..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJtiPlpNB1kX1Uwkg-7lS7EjqEq0m9p72LfM1dwUEmjn19QCqDVrvwTu0HU6MObDEEoHYzfRnOiG5NDQBA40Fhek4ztqTRnk1rbyLESKXtR-aKSpDUyDylGtYTJkvEZShqh6iE3L2uJ8/s1600/IMG_1805.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJtiPlpNB1kX1Uwkg-7lS7EjqEq0m9p72LfM1dwUEmjn19QCqDVrvwTu0HU6MObDEEoHYzfRnOiG5NDQBA40Fhek4ztqTRnk1rbyLESKXtR-aKSpDUyDylGtYTJkvEZShqh6iE3L2uJ8/s320/IMG_1805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500262568860074898" /></a><br />@dessert factory .. with all the witchy hats :D<br /><br />After that, we headed back to the room and got some rest.. as the next day, some of our friends would be heading back to Pampanga... Then, there were just the 3 of us left.. <br /><br />After breakfast, we headed to find a resort in Mactan Island, Cebu so we get the chance to have our "beach day". Heard the trip to Bantayan Cebu is wayyyyyyy to long.. though they said its worth the long trip).. then we settled in Portofino and ofcourse.. that is where we made babad.. and pictorial galore... lol... July 21, we went back to Pampanga and waited straight to the office.<br />During my course of stay there.. I decided to leave everything behind.. all the heartache , bitterness, tears and pain.. and after that trip, indeed, I made sudden changes within myself physically and mentally and most important.. emotionally... I feel more confident with myself.. I have started to love myself more and I'm sure people around me can notice. I started wearing slippers which i dont do at all unless at home (having something different than all other people). I used to be scared that people will judge me because of that.. but now.. I dont simply care what others would say if they see what is different in me. Second, I had a new hair cut.. my hair was cut short.. compared to the one i had.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPrra0MP3SzsOacq1mjVip2foUMn0i-MgAv_YWEf0c_hgacGYMrBHUGDZ74GbGOBRSG2lHIWhq2psKxuE5r7mf_JTMXkv5ep1TOPvucuOSmjrRX3FRI_mhjLIN6GKc81FZSv6vZTZYPo/s1600/beforeandafterhair.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPrra0MP3SzsOacq1mjVip2foUMn0i-MgAv_YWEf0c_hgacGYMrBHUGDZ74GbGOBRSG2lHIWhq2psKxuE5r7mf_JTMXkv5ep1TOPvucuOSmjrRX3FRI_mhjLIN6GKc81FZSv6vZTZYPo/s320/beforeandafterhair.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500442781397536498" /></a><br /><br />:)<br /><br />I also decided to close my doors for possibility of loving again.. and concentrate more on loving myself.. And lastly, I see things more in a positive note. analyzing things and my own perspective.. It like Im telling myself.. its about time... you deserve to be happy.. and being happy doesnt necessarily mean you have to have a special someone. right?<br /><br />But you really can't be happy for too long.. after a few days, my bro messaged me regarding my mom being rushed to the hospital.. the doctor was thinking it is a possible brain infection. They had to make series of test and get some samples in her spinal cord.. ;(.. but thank God..the results turned out negative. She was already home and we were able to talk to her.. She just needed to rest.. probably.. she is over worked and thinks too much too.. Its very hard to know that the one you love is sick.. and you cant do anything about it.. but God is good.. <br /><br />And now, I'm back to being happy ... I actually like the new me.. new, better, wiser,positive and stronger me.. ;) ...<br /><br />I am starting a new life.. and I am starting all over again.. no one said it would be easy.. but I know.. He will stay with me all through out.. ;)<br /><br />Laters..nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-42383285848649094362010-06-19T19:02:00.000-07:002010-06-23T08:54:17.620-07:00just when i thoughtWhat if I told you, i'm going away<br />Would you be missing me at all?<br />What if i told you, i just can't stay<br />Cause I cant bare the to see the pain take its toll<br /><br />what if i told you; that i love you; <br />though I kept denying the fact, that we can be together;<br />Would you let me go, without further ado<br />Or would you touch my hand and hold it forever?<br /><br />I never planned to feel this way; <br />Forgive my heart if I did;<br />But little did we notice, I won't survive a day;<br />Without having to see, or text you; though there is no need<br /><br />I wish you could see, how much i wish you are mine;<br />Because little that we know, my heart crossed between the line<br />The line between friendship and love had been eliminated<br />The boundary I made, that I wish to keep was taken for granted;<br /><br />But it seems my heart has been too late to realize<br />That its you I adore, and this feeling came as a surprise<br />But you seem so happy, with the girl who captured your heart<br />I'm glad to see you that way, in spite of the pain, that shattered me apart<br /><br />I guess its time for me to let you go.<br />Little by little, I'll get by on my own<br />Perhaps someday, I'll find my future beau;<br />Someone who can prevent my heart from being alone...nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-5040811189953593482010-05-23T19:52:00.000-07:002010-05-23T20:14:29.229-07:00A Visit from Friends :)Last Sat, I met up with a few friends.. Yes..friends who I met over the net.... whoever said you cant meet a true person over the net.. I beg to disagree.. As I can attest that friendship can be built even through technology alone.<br /><br />Anyway.. we went mall hopping shall i say. We first went to Marquee mall as it would be their first time to go there. (acting as a tourguide.. syempre naligaw pa kami..on our way out.. lolz) but ofcourse.. no one can ever buy the memories shared. <br /><br />We actually had one of our friends experience a make over in the department store and if you can guess who it is.. its the one in red. :D.. kasi sya lang naka "donya make up" samin. Then we ate at Tokyo tokyo.. infairness.. mabilis ang serving ng food.<br /><br />Kwentuhan galore and of course.. reminicing.. *wink*<br /><br />We then went to the cinemas hoping to get to see "here comes the bride" but it is not showing there, so we decided to visit SM Clark. <br /><br />Then, before the movie (which is a good one) definitely a a laugh trip! we went pictorial with the characters outside the cinema while waiting for time to pass.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hn2S6TEbFkZ0QfhcTOZjp_VFhgYVzlULTffOGuNzFxc2PN60vS9e3g0LsdToCz-ZVWIjp_fkdvDpCANYntNq0ca-fg30KhKaD4UsIp1VRdPlsnZgxQ5__Ml8eY8mlQlPL9CqGjaF0-4/s1600/P5220579.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hn2S6TEbFkZ0QfhcTOZjp_VFhgYVzlULTffOGuNzFxc2PN60vS9e3g0LsdToCz-ZVWIjp_fkdvDpCANYntNq0ca-fg30KhKaD4UsIp1VRdPlsnZgxQ5__Ml8eY8mlQlPL9CqGjaF0-4/s320/P5220579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665933958555010" /></a><br /><br />@ Tokyo Tokyo<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5G_eS_6tmtAaC-jYx6gzBQoZqRPnrAle4e-Gpi_M_LHg4wmdWikwWeiJ3bJhs5MIO513nxay1lpMvFdVivZ3a4vOtremk24QEcuDSRDMEL7_URzs0fqEdUkcjIgzqj02c4PrJ7ZHlJGA/s1600/P5220570.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5G_eS_6tmtAaC-jYx6gzBQoZqRPnrAle4e-Gpi_M_LHg4wmdWikwWeiJ3bJhs5MIO513nxay1lpMvFdVivZ3a4vOtremk24QEcuDSRDMEL7_URzs0fqEdUkcjIgzqj02c4PrJ7ZHlJGA/s320/P5220570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665928724733890" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1vb-9xb847VWZVkgDeKGwJgU1Pe0A2-AV8ofUcbwBojlWhvUz2kwU4pnYWm-vbF95jJ1OkY5V3qo50tB53iUMMkH5tu8NroWkNmNajlEyhnp_EA1cirKtV1igqKKij0ZCBaOa869_5qQ/s1600/P5220572.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1vb-9xb847VWZVkgDeKGwJgU1Pe0A2-AV8ofUcbwBojlWhvUz2kwU4pnYWm-vbF95jJ1OkY5V3qo50tB53iUMMkH5tu8NroWkNmNajlEyhnp_EA1cirKtV1igqKKij0ZCBaOa869_5qQ/s320/P5220572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665456777595346" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcE5Uy-XI7QKkCP0E11Y47Odh1PaFUayihhCIwfTMVV9oxzMPQzB0Z5vyWsBevVtRRovEJLPLIT8kjviailLY00LHTF8deJfNjRmWmlW4rBzQXEYfuoi3kSW0S9C0rXo81noqoGan-xA/s1600/P5220575.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcE5Uy-XI7QKkCP0E11Y47Odh1PaFUayihhCIwfTMVV9oxzMPQzB0Z5vyWsBevVtRRovEJLPLIT8kjviailLY00LHTF8deJfNjRmWmlW4rBzQXEYfuoi3kSW0S9C0rXo81noqoGan-xA/s320/P5220575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665466838982530" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESOWs73-T7FZS-OcY198BjYFUrYslUSZgDFPUK25SQGjhc02yHdh481nN7BWESJbTF9FuuS7LB1TmXXv7zB4VpJLWAEke1WKtoj78y3-JVOfqtEqkmMJIQgrmRs3vsjiktFz0QhJiew4/s1600/P5220565.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgESOWs73-T7FZS-OcY198BjYFUrYslUSZgDFPUK25SQGjhc02yHdh481nN7BWESJbTF9FuuS7LB1TmXXv7zB4VpJLWAEke1WKtoj78y3-JVOfqtEqkmMJIQgrmRs3vsjiktFz0QhJiew4/s320/P5220565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665448848025842" /></a><br /><br />At SM Clark<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNbX08IXOu5QvJ4hhrP14FengQ7NAekQI2G44WzH6ooY2_AotLQaAvpjt2hp4Y71Tj9x0nxcpryrRk6L9FBsb_zdRRS-AYCQzs55K-vtvsGOeJ4g71kEFtRl13400Kj5zjcaanSctr0s/s1600/P5220603.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNbX08IXOu5QvJ4hhrP14FengQ7NAekQI2G44WzH6ooY2_AotLQaAvpjt2hp4Y71Tj9x0nxcpryrRk6L9FBsb_zdRRS-AYCQzs55K-vtvsGOeJ4g71kEFtRl13400Kj5zjcaanSctr0s/s320/P5220603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665438209853010" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QyguKziLCDRwfAJACb3W4T9EZG_bwWExzDS8wI6WVtYTHEW8SwtQdx4qkWk1Q36MawAH__vZ9sU43CqHIjLuYeTi5xOSvMPFJ5sKf8XcpZOG81qZlwgoWm0YhL2cCDCnAAwluziDI1k/s1600/P5220584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QyguKziLCDRwfAJACb3W4T9EZG_bwWExzDS8wI6WVtYTHEW8SwtQdx4qkWk1Q36MawAH__vZ9sU43CqHIjLuYeTi5xOSvMPFJ5sKf8XcpZOG81qZlwgoWm0YhL2cCDCnAAwluziDI1k/s320/P5220584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665945868439138" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-wKD5SZ-b0SjZ9Cv-_7nSDRyP75X393RrtsbIxOG9i9zK5P7gJfE2jIodp7u2ot4Z2D0Q-hv3fVBLqXa1IfOe9fRRBjGKJr4DOh058XjvO7nyYByOU1pFiPBEEL1CLf1cnrpA21KH4g/s1600/P5220594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-wKD5SZ-b0SjZ9Cv-_7nSDRyP75X393RrtsbIxOG9i9zK5P7gJfE2jIodp7u2ot4Z2D0Q-hv3fVBLqXa1IfOe9fRRBjGKJr4DOh058XjvO7nyYByOU1pFiPBEEL1CLf1cnrpA21KH4g/s320/P5220594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665469846673602" /></a><br /><br />Anyway, I will defintely miss that bonding time.. as one of my friends will be leaving for Korea soon. <br /><br />Till next time TF friends :)nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-7038702506928165082010-05-08T20:59:00.000-07:002010-05-08T21:26:34.129-07:00Puerto GaleraSummer is definitely here! Its has been a while since me and my colleague planned a Subic trip and it hasnt been pushed through because of certain reasons. Just when we are all settled and all we need are reservations. GUESS WHAT! all are fully booked!! WHAT TO DO??? Change of location! Our planned Subic trip ended up in no other place than Puerto Galera.. Indeed, the unplanned trips turns up to be so much better. Met some new friends and had a great bonding with friends over the ever famous Mindoro sling... *wink*<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwMP8cwtk6dhUuCv3zaKFnQX6oBOs1BKtYRmiCVyntSNSkNWChaWHZcXLvxxPC3um_eOY-3zpAtETYhJ0xOj6ntwu6rtaPxzORJ5vcx99gxB5oK39Bq6JOBtQ6Oao8Xes4PODAbtXo-U/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwMP8cwtk6dhUuCv3zaKFnQX6oBOs1BKtYRmiCVyntSNSkNWChaWHZcXLvxxPC3um_eOY-3zpAtETYhJ0xOj6ntwu6rtaPxzORJ5vcx99gxB5oK39Bq6JOBtQ6Oao8Xes4PODAbtXo-U/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469120262136774290" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLznue3nk0DfXp8ZyvWyw1ojPg8tlfFI0YFqjD2RMc00wrsMxSnUcOZ3DB7X881bBoWTbeIx8GSYWcgsAAwauMaROHj_0Ckpph6SKFx79nZLAcPuNnA-72sMxGppg2yrdhlIubee0Tos/s1600/IMGP6276.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLznue3nk0DfXp8ZyvWyw1ojPg8tlfFI0YFqjD2RMc00wrsMxSnUcOZ3DB7X881bBoWTbeIx8GSYWcgsAAwauMaROHj_0Ckpph6SKFx79nZLAcPuNnA-72sMxGppg2yrdhlIubee0Tos/s320/IMGP6276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469120223371424722" /></a><br />While waiting at the airport.. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbY1YHCysl51U_IdqHPTWLAdyfNmWMuXsACPL_C5nPKpYTipgsZ5uNlPoUl1e_kuRQoQA2r8dLYzhqrUKzbg3zgMzn089pZdpgdpO4Mv3p077yQEdOdWMBAmQKKnkI_5yQLA_JGdK4NGs/s1600/29735_1182301617247_1819427744_357998_5492374_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbY1YHCysl51U_IdqHPTWLAdyfNmWMuXsACPL_C5nPKpYTipgsZ5uNlPoUl1e_kuRQoQA2r8dLYzhqrUKzbg3zgMzn089pZdpgdpO4Mv3p077yQEdOdWMBAmQKKnkI_5yQLA_JGdK4NGs/s320/29735_1182301617247_1819427744_357998_5492374_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469120252652767474" /></a><br /><br />Mindoro Sling.. the drink that literally kicked me out of my senses! :D<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSfgEqa323x_NGco0np_YFDR6We97nni4gVdXUIYrvD4zMj_eiKjZLFVEYB7N9alHvFc4Ak4SqLsbFRcHmT670M7k3pJs2dHx8XCCTzgqKrXeXUeecCLnTXRbFhGvcgJO9AogEgo-Saww/s1600/IMGP6475.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSfgEqa323x_NGco0np_YFDR6We97nni4gVdXUIYrvD4zMj_eiKjZLFVEYB7N9alHvFc4Ak4SqLsbFRcHmT670M7k3pJs2dHx8XCCTzgqKrXeXUeecCLnTXRbFhGvcgJO9AogEgo-Saww/s320/IMGP6475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469120233275577778" /></a><br /><br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgzJMw-GxbLbWgP81XgvKzfbqyadzI6pyfbVxihoPpd3ErnOPNe0n3CwjeCx7DqFqTJ-OTwZQ8Z46OuBLvWrb9XLc_Yfm6oK2q6avIaVuezdfV7mFqWvemXLV0CKs9UwZH3t-vagQTDXw/s1600/IMG_0876.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgzJMw-GxbLbWgP81XgvKzfbqyadzI6pyfbVxihoPpd3ErnOPNe0n3CwjeCx7DqFqTJ-OTwZQ8Z46OuBLvWrb9XLc_Yfm6oK2q6avIaVuezdfV7mFqWvemXLV0CKs9UwZH3t-vagQTDXw/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469120268292506898" /></a><br /><br />going home and back to reality.. tired but fun.. <br /><br />Truly a memorable trip.. <br /><br />NEXT STOP : CEBU!nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-22000151031620422672010-04-27T18:25:00.000-07:002010-04-27T18:36:18.072-07:00I've always been hesistant to buy things/items over the internet. After all, can you blame me for doing so? Aside from the fact, I know how it works on the back end... anyway, I was browsing for a mini laptop bag one day, and I came across one seller in the ebay site selling handmade laptop bags. It does not appear like a laptop bag but a casual lady bag. which I prefer so as not to appear I am bringing my lappy along with me right? Anyway, you are also given the option to choose the colour of the butterfly for the bag (also a separate design for a big flower is also available. They also have a separate product for bigger lappy (12 -15 inches) mine is just for the 10" version. just want to share it with you. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8plnp9X86dAf4xXWK4wul0vALlzvTFwEIzKkD4C7xfpQ3bgwwZ4u2Lg_ApjioR8a3NWJ0TwNh-q6snxJPGpZ1It0A2W8T_SdCX7KCk0gpVPETRfaG-OOmJkxUsB07QgNVhQW0AeedWEo/s1600/DSC01931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8plnp9X86dAf4xXWK4wul0vALlzvTFwEIzKkD4C7xfpQ3bgwwZ4u2Lg_ApjioR8a3NWJ0TwNh-q6snxJPGpZ1It0A2W8T_SdCX7KCk0gpVPETRfaG-OOmJkxUsB07QgNVhQW0AeedWEo/s320/DSC01931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464994226976881650" /></a><br /><br />It came with a accessory of a cute little flower.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7TVASGZr0GldHnsCjjQ0s7RfimRa48WLZbHE_2z4oWkjulrYVIR-ixNa9HeH4PlHBd1Gv0i-Dz2Gm3IHJfGoBlIAWf0SeZu16nSGT-tsdZvvx-OedTcFv6lHJc-IuDqLURGQqSMqCYxg/s1600/DSC01929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7TVASGZr0GldHnsCjjQ0s7RfimRa48WLZbHE_2z4oWkjulrYVIR-ixNa9HeH4PlHBd1Gv0i-Dz2Gm3IHJfGoBlIAWf0SeZu16nSGT-tsdZvvx-OedTcFv6lHJc-IuDqLURGQqSMqCYxg/s320/DSC01929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464994212376060658" /></a><br /><br />Here is the actual bag<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwfYwcK3lsBfJRh8RZZpmXMNmnPCNkNOwblXttsUdv9CeS1coWkWA1fivRF1u11QCF-G6gL58HeCTonQiaDN5lEqcX9I4V9EXX1yqKC_sq_pOpUTLf7_yQTFLxSMe-SD0DftMRqc4Bx0/s1600/DSC01930.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwfYwcK3lsBfJRh8RZZpmXMNmnPCNkNOwblXttsUdv9CeS1coWkWA1fivRF1u11QCF-G6gL58HeCTonQiaDN5lEqcX9I4V9EXX1yqKC_sq_pOpUTLf7_yQTFLxSMe-SD0DftMRqc4Bx0/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464994205146420098" /></a><br /><br />and here is the close up version of the butterfly :)<br /><br />I chose the color Royal Blue and pink combination. So girly no? not the usual me.. but its nice.. I so love it..nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-71059394377855781992010-04-04T01:17:00.000-07:002010-04-04T01:59:59.888-07:00shattered dreams...If youre not the one for me.. <br />Why am I feeling this way<br />I know for a fact.. we could never be.. <br />But you are the one.. who can brighten my day<br /><br />A simple text.. or the sound of your voice<br />Makes my heart beat fast.. i could hear it above the noise<br />What is it in you that I can never resist..<br />My head says no.. but my heart still insist.<br /><br />Everytime you tell me, how much I mean to you.. <br />that you still feel the same, the way that I do<br />It makes my heart sing yet it puzzles me too<br />Why you have to tell me this.. is it because, your intentions are true?<br /><br />We know for a fact, that we can never be together<br />With her by your side.. I know that would be forever.. <br />I am a friend, and i'll always be here..<br />No matter what happens, I'll always be near.. <br /><br />So spare me from loving you more than I already do<br />Don't tell me things, useless it would be for me and you.. <br />I dont know what to feel, whenever you say its true<br />That your feelings never changed.. and you never want to see me blue..<br /><br />I wish its that easy.. for me to say.. I love you too..<br />Without having to doubt or fear.. that you have someone new.. <br />Cause my heart has been fragile, it had always bled for you.. <br />I wish I could have you.. a dream I know.. will never come true..nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-43970039616157349372010-03-29T11:57:00.000-07:002010-03-29T12:53:09.112-07:00Bidding Goodbye..I miss the times you are with me<br />and the times you make me smile.. <br />Inspite of where.. your heart must be.. <br />You will always be a love worthwhile.. <br /><br />I've loved you for the longest time.. <br />And all the while.. I've wished youre mine.. <br />But not all dreams,, are made to come true.. <br />Some are just there.. to keep me from being blue.. <br /><br />You'll always be the love I never had.. <br />Someone who had always hurt me so bad.. <br />Someone who washed away my fears.. <br />Someone who had caused me all of these tears.. <br /><br />Sometimes, I just can't understand fate.. <br />It makes you happy you found your mate.. <br />But little did you know.. he is not meant for you.. <br />He is just here to show.. not all fairy tales come true <br /><br />Often my thoughts, would be reminded of you.. <br />Thinking pleasant things.. the memories that have given hue.. <br />The wonderful smile.. I see in your eyes..<br />Blissful and serene.. everything is just so nice.. <br /><br />I miss the touch of your hand close to mine..<br />The warmth of your stare that melts me inside..<br />The times when you say.. you are oh so divine..<br />the times when in silence, you are still by my side..<br /><br />Someday I know, this will have to end..<br />Facing reality.. that you are just a friend..<br />Who loves me too.. but not the way I do..<br />I'm bidding goodbye.. for a love that never grew..nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1666111241294307280.post-53510999108730706022010-03-25T09:55:00.000-07:002010-03-25T10:58:27.916-07:00Own thoughts..When words are being said.. they can never be erased. Most of the time.. words are more powerful than of a weapon. Physical wound can always be healed but emotional pain and wounds are harder to cure.Sometimes they never will be..<br /><br />Learn to appreciate the people around you.. the simple things that they do.. or one day.. just with one word.. you could make the biggest mistake of your life.<br /><br />I am saying this .. because.. I guess this is what I am undergoing now.. right now.. I feel so abused.. not physically.. but emotionally. Its is painful to feel that even the person you think would never let you down, failed you. failed you BIG TIME.<br /><br />After all this time.. I still go unappreciated.. its like I was never a great part of your life.. a big help in your daily life.. You are trying to make me feel I am nothing at all.. If that is the case.. I will let you prove it.. its about time I think of myself as you always thought I do.. Sacrifices has been made.. but you never heard from me.. I gave everything I have and you think.. its not enough.. You have no right to question me.. where I go, spend my time and money.. because I worked for it. You have no right to tell me I should do this and that.. I am old enough to know my limitations and my own capabilities.. <br /><br />I do hope you know.. I will be doing this not because I want to take revenge.. but I want you to realize how much you have hurt me.. how low you have made me feel.. how much sacrifice I have been giving.. for you.. I want you to see my worth in your life.. I promised my self I will be tougher.. I will be stronger.. I guess its about time.. to live on my own.. but I hope you will always remember.. I love you dearly.. and I miss you... :'(nahj12http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958038028092471180noreply@blogger.com5