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New Moon (Twilight series)

Am a fan of this movie -TWILIGHT- “The most epic romance since titanic” ,  “the coolest movie of the year”  – a young adult vampire-romance novel. It is the first book of the twilight, and introduces seventeen-year-old Isabella “Bella” Swan who moves from Phoenex, Arizona, to Forks, Washington, and finds her life in danger when she falls in love with a vampire, Edward Cullen.

Series are not to be missed!

New Moon

Bella celebrates her birthday with her boyfriend Edward and his family, a unique clan of vampires that has sworn off human blood. But the celebration abruptly ends when the teen accidentally cuts her arm on broken glass.

“Shoot,” I muttered when the paper sliced my finger; I pulled it out to examine the damage. A single drop of blood oozed from the tiny cut.

It all happened very quickly then.

Edward threw himself at me, flinging me back across the table…

I tumbled down to the floor by the piano, with my arms thrown out instinctively to catch my fall, into the jagged shards of glass. I felt the searing, stinging pain that ran from my wrist to the crease inside my elbow.

Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm—into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.

The sight and smell of her blood trickling away forces the Cullen family to retreat lest they be tempted to make a meal of her. After all is mended, Edward, realizing the danger that he and his family create for Bella, sees no option for her safety but to leave.

“ Bella, I don’t want you to come with me ”

“ You… don’t… want me? “

“ No. “

He left her. Mourning his departure, she slips into a downward spiral of depression that penetrates and lingers over her every step.

October…  November… December… January… and it’s not until Bella befriends Jacob, a sophomore from her school with a penchant for motorcycles, that both the pace and her disposition begin to take off. Their adventures are wild, dare-devilish, and teeter on the brink of romance, but memories of Edward pervade Bella’s emotions, and soon their fun quickly morphs into danger, especially when she uncovers the true identities of Jacob and his pack of friends.

Nakakaaliw na kwento ng isang OFW

Para sa mga dipa nakakaalam nito….

Registered nurse si Bebeng sa L.A. Kasama niya ang kanyang ina na nagpagamot doon. Namatay ang ina nito. Dahil sa kamahalan ng pamasahe pabalik sa Pilipinas, nagtipid si Bebeng. Pinauwi na lang niya ang kabaong ng kanyang ina na mag-isa.

Pagdating ng kabaong, napansin ng mga kapamilya niya na nakadikit ang mukha ng ina sa salamin ng ataul. Nagkomento tuloy ang isang anak, “Ay, naku! Tingnan mo ‘yan… hindi sila marunong mag-ayos ng bangkay sa Amerika! Nakudrado tuloy ang mukha ng inay.”

Upang ayusin ang itsura ng bangkay, binuksan ang kabaong. Aba! May sulat na-nakastaple sa dibdib ng ina. Kinuha nila ito at binasa. Ang nilalaman ng liham na mula kay Bebeng:

Mahal kong tatay at mga kapatid:

Pasensya na kayo at hindi ko nasamahan ang nanay sa pag-uwi riyan sa Pilipinas dahil napakamahal ng pamasahe. “Ang gastos ko pa lang sa kanya ay mahigit $10,000 na. Ayoko nang isipin pa ang eksaktong halaga. Anyway, ipinadala ko kasama ni nanay ang mga sumusunod…

Nasa likod ni nanay ang dalawampu’t apat na karne norte at isang dosenang spam. Ang adidas na suot ni nanay ay para kay tatay. Ang limang pares ng de-goma ay nasa loob ng dalawang asul na Jansport na backpack na inuunan ni nanay. Tig-iisa kayo.
Ang iba’t-ibang klase ng tsokolate at candy ay nasa puwetan ni nanay. Para sa mga bata ito. Bahala na kayong magparte-parte. Sana’y hindi natunaw. Ang pokemon stuffed toy na yapos-yapos ni nanay ay para sa bunso ni ate. Gift Ko sa first birthday ng bata. Ang itim na Esprit bag ay para kay Nene.

Ate, nasa loob ng bag ang pictures ni inay, japanese version ng pokemon, trading cards at stickers. Suot ni nanay ang tatlong Ralph Lauren, apat na Gap at dalawang Old Navy t-shirts. Ang isa ay para kay Kuya at tig-iisa ang mga pamangkin ko. Maisusuot ninyo ang mga iyan sa fiesta.

Suot din ni inay ang anim na panty hose at tatlong warmer para sa mga dalaga kong pamangkin. Isuot nyo sa party. May isang dosenang NBA caps sa may paanan ni nanay. Para sa inyo, itay, kuya, dikong, Tiyo Romy. Bigyan nyo na rin ng tig-isa ‘yung mga pamangkin ko at ‘yong isa ay kay Pareng Tulume.

Ang tigdadalawang pares ng Nike wristband at knee caps na suot-suot din ni nanay ay para sa mga anak mo, diko, na nagbabasketball. Tigdadalawang ream ng Marlboro lights at Winston red ang nasa pagitan ng mga hita ni nanay.

Apat na jar ng Skippy Peanut Butter, dalawang dishwashing liquid, isang Kiwi glass cleaner at tig-aanim na Colgate at Aqua Fresh ang nakasiksik sa kilikili ni nanay. Hati-hati na kayo, huwag mag-aagawan.

Isang dosenang Wonder bra (Victoria’s Secret ata ang tatak) gustong-gusto ni Tiya Iskang society natin, suot-suot din ni nanay. Alam kong inaasam-asam nyo ‘yan, tiya. Anim na lipstick lang ang kasya sa bra. Ang Rolex na bilin-bilin mo tatay, suot-suot ni nanay. Nakatakip sa Nike na wristband. Kunin mo agad, Itay.

May isiniksik akong zip-lock sa bunganga ni Inay na naglalaman ng $759 dollars. Hindi na ako nakatakbo sa ATM. Puede na siguro sa libing iyon.

Iyong tong na makokolekta, i-time deposit niyo Kuya para pag namatay si Tatay may pambili na ng ataul. Ang hikaw, singsing at kuwintas (na may nakakabit pang anim na nail cutters) na gustong-gusto mo, ditse, ay suot-suot din ni nanay. Kunin mo na rin agad, ditse. Ibigay mo ang isang nailcutter kay Jay bakla sa kanto.

Tanggalin niyo ang bulak sa ilong ng inay, may isiniksik ako 3 diyamante sa bawat butas. Ibangon niyo lang si inay at tiyak na malalaglag na ang mga iyon. Konting alog lang siguro ng ulo.

Marami pa sana akong ipaglalalagay kaya lang, baka mag-excess at si nanay pa ang maiwan. Basta parte-parte kayo, tatay, kuya, ate, dikong, ditse. Para sa inyo lahat ito. Bahala na kayo kay nanay. Pamimisahan ko na lang siya rito.

Balitaan ninyo na lang ako pagkatapos ng libing. Alam ni ate ang email ko. Paki-double check ang lista kung walang nawala sa mga ipinadala ko.

Nagmamahal,

Bebeng

A Korean Student’s essay on the Philippines

Found this one while reading forum from a website. A Korean Student’s essay on the Philippines…

My Short Essay about the Philippines
Jaeyoun Kim
September 2003

Filipinos always complain about the corruption in the Philippines. Do you really think the corruption is the problem of the Philippines? I do not think so. I strongly believe that the problem is the lack of love for the Philippines.

Let me first talk about my country, Korea. It might help you understand my point. After the Korean War, South Korea was one of the poorest
countries in the world. Koreans had to start from scratch because entire country was destroyed completely after the Korean War, and we had no
natural resources.

Koreans used to talk about the Philippines, for Filipinos were very rich in Asia. We envy Filipinos. Koreans really wanted to be well off like Filipinos. Many Koreans died of famine. My father’s brother also died because of famine.

Korean government was awfully corrupt and is still very corrupt beyond your imagination, but Korea was able to develop dramatically because
Koreans really did their best for the common good with their heart burning with patriotism. Koreans did not work just for themselves but also for their neighborhood and country. Education inspired young men with the spirit of patriotism.

40 years ago, President Park took over the government to reform Korea. He tried to borrow money from other countries, but it was not possible to get a loan and attract a foreign investment because the economy situation of South Korea was so bad. Korea had only three factories. So, President Park sent many mine workers and nurses to Germany so that they could send money to Korea to build a factory. They had to go through a horrible experience. In 1964, President Park visited Germany to borrow money. Hundred of Koreans in Germany came to the airport to welcome him and cried there as they saw the President Park. They asked to him, “President, when can we be well off?” That was the only question everyone asked to him. President Park cried with them and promised them that Korea would be well off if everyone works hard for Korea, and the President of Germany got the strong impression on them and lent money to Korea. So, President Park was able to build many factories in Korea.

He always asked Koreans to love their country from their heart. Many Korean scientists and engineers in the USA came back to Korea to help
developing country because they wanted their country to be well off.

Though they received very small salary, they did their best for Korea. They always hoped that their children would live in well off country.

My parents always brought me to the places where poor and physically handicapped people live. They wanted me to understand their life and help them. I also worked for Catholic Church when I was in the army. The only thing I learned from Catholic Church was that we have to love our neighborhood. And I have loved my neighborhood.

Have you cried for the Philippines? I have cried for my country several times. I also cried for the Philippines because of so many poor people.
I have been to the New Bilibid prison. What made me sad in the prison were the prisoners who do not have any love for their country. They go
to mass and work for Church. They pray everyday. However, they do not love the Philippines. I talked to two prisoners at the maximum security
compound, and both of them said that they would leave the Philippines right after they are released from the prison. They said that they would start a new life in other countries and never come back to the Philippines.

Many Koreans have a great love for Korea so that we were able to share our wealth with our neighborhood. The owners of factory and company were distributed their profit to their employees fairly so that employees could buy what they needed and saved money for the future and their
children.

When I was in Korea, I had a very strong faith and wanted to be a priest. However, when I came to the Philippines, I completely lost my
faith. I was very confused when I saw many unbelievable situations in the Philippines. Street kids always make me sad, and I see them
everyday. The Philippines is the only Catholic country in Asia, but there are too many poor people here. People go to church every Sunday to
pray, but nothing has been changed. My parents came to the Philippines last week and saw this situation. They told me that Korea was much
poorer than the present Philippines when they were young. They are so sorry that there so many beggars and street kids. When we went to
Pasangjan, I forced my parents to take a boat because it would fun. However, they were not happy after taking a boat. They said that they
would not take the boat again because they were sympathized the boat men, for the boat men were very poor and had a small frame. Most of people just took a boat and enjoyed it. But my parents did not enjoy it because of love for them.

My mother who has been working for Catholic Church since I was very young told me that if we just go to mass without changing ourselves, we
are not Catholic indeed. Faith should come with action. She added that I have to love Filipinos and do good things for them because all of us are
same and have received a great love from God.

I want Filipinos love their neighborhood and country as much as they love God so that the Philippines will be well off. I am sure that love
is the keyword which Filipinos should remember. We cannot change the sinful structure at once. It should start from person. Love must start
in everybody in a small scale and have to grow. A lot of things happen if we open up to love. Let’s put away our prejudices and look at our worries with our new eyes. I discover that every person is worthy to be loved. Trust in love, because it makes changes possible. Love changes you and me. It changes people, contexts and relationships. It changes the world.

Please love your neighborhood and country. Jesus Christ said that whatever we do to others we do to Him. In the Philippines, there is God
who are abused and abandoned. There is God who is crying for love. If you have a child, teach them how to love the Philippines. Teach them why they have to love their neighborhood and country.

You already know that God also will be very happy if you love others. That’s all I really want to ask you Filipinos.
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God bless the Philippines…hope we can make this country great…again.

A must-see Movie

Maybe some of you had watch this film already but for those who haven’t yet, I recommend it for you to watch. I’ve been watching online movies lastnight and found out this one. I really cried a lot. One of the best movie i’ve ever seen. Very inspiring and maybe we could learn something from this.. A must-see movie..

http://watch-movies.net/movies/pay_it_forward/

Goodluck…

Windsurfing trip

We headed to Anilao weeks ago in eagerness to try windsurfing. It’s exiting. Learning the tricks seems to take ages and we only had a half day lesson. We started the session with the expert @1pm and finished @5pm. Not that easy.. balance is critical when learning to windsurf and should always keep d legs slightly bent. Switching positions are tough. I always fall off into d water.. Its frustrating but it’s d only way am going to learn. I enjoyed the camaraderie out there on the water when trying to progress. I’m hoping one day I can try it again and will be good enough to go without a sailing buddy.

Taken shots on the long board.. practice lang.. )

Again..

D real thing. Ready…

Slowly pull the rope…

Go..

On my way back..

That’s all. I’m not asking much..

Had fun fighting the wind. If you sail directly into the wind, you may find yourself into d water. Just get back on d board and start sailing again. The trainor said, sail with the wind hitting ur back. Your stability is not going to be good at first but eventually u will get used of the board in a short period of time.

I Had great times on the beach this summer. I’ll post it when I have time again. Explored amazing places too even if the sun is at its highest point so  until now am still trying to recover from the sunburn.

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Haven’t blog the past days na.

Dina po maasikaso magsulat

Kahit daming occasions, events, statements.. etc..

Wala pong kinalaman ang aking social life at ang fling kong

si ‘friendster’

Kasalukuyan ko pong inaalagaan ang aking kalusugan

Busy sa pagtulog, pagkain, pag exercise

at pagbabasa ng articles at forums pag nakaharap sa pc

Kailangang kailangan ko lang po talaga

At hanggang ngayon tinatamad parin po akong magsulat

kaya eto magpapaalam na po ako

My sleeping dilema

It’s a cold night.. Its freezing cold outside and just came from bar with friends.. got the chance to hang out with some long lost friends I haven’t seen for a long time.. but I won’t go into detail about all of that because all I can think is a crowded place, full blast videoke, familiar faces and a way too drunk buddies.. *sigh*.. Its just like any other night as I went home.. couldn’t have a normal sleep..

Heard a familiar song frm TV as I pour coffee into my heater. Can’t feel sleepy.. I ended up n front of my screen sitting, checking at my YM and friendster’s inbox and looking 4 some music lyrics as I look to some photos.. trying to kill my time and hopefully can shut my eyes..

Hahay.. Just a sort of nonsense.. Maybe I’ll just manage to force myself to go to sleep.. Ciao!

Have you been given a sign and do you believe in it?

I’ve always been fascinated by the phenomenon of coincidence and was curious when a friend told me about her asking a sign long time ago. Having no boyfriend at that time, she asked for a sign that whoever give her white roses, he’ll be the right one..

Months and year had past, nobody gave her what she’s asking.. then she already forgot about the sign..

Then here comes valentines day, feb 14.. We all know that red roses are the traditional gift given on valentines day. Though they had misunderstanding with her boyfriend, the guy gave her white roses.. someone asked, WHY WHITE? Forgetting about the sign, she just ignored the question..

The next day when she went home, She noticed the rose which she placed beside the Sto. Nino. I was there watching her. She smell it and stared at it. Then told herself “BAKIT NGA BA WHITE?” Then sabi nya “Oh my God! I asked for it  long time ago!” And to think twas given on Valentines day!

‘Til now she’s thinking if she would take this seriously despite the fact that they’re on a shaky relationship now. Too bad

I know she’s not the only one who’s looking for signs. Sometimes I do when I’m going through a hard time in making critical decisions in life. Signs can help us decide which way to go but I also trust my instincts and analyze situations.

I guess we all have a different take on the issue and we have to make a choice. Would u consider it if you’re the one in her shoes?

 

Love isn’t a Fairy tale

Love is a wonderful thing they say.. But it’s also messy, unpredictable, awkward, complicated, embarrassing, terrifying, sad, and lonely. It can also b warm, exciting, amazing, silly, bizarre, quiet, simple, and breathtaking. Many people think that if only they had a girlfriend/boyfriend, whatever, then everything would b perfect. But it won’t always be. Relationships r difficult. We have 2 work at them, like anything else. They definitely won’t solve all of ur problems. They will probably create plenty of new ones. But u will have someone 2 help u deal with them. And that’s half d battle, sometimes.

You’re going to argue. ur going 2 say the wrong thing, bring up the past, be sarcastic, act more hurt than you really r, shout, swear, cry, break things. Sometimes it’s hard 2 say sorry. If the other person s still angry, they might not b ready to hear it, or still feeling argumentative.

I have had a real serious relationship and it ended in disaster. Love din’t always end d way u thought it would be. We dint realized how much we love the person until he/she is gone. We let them go and din’t fight for our love and we’ll probably say “If only I could change one thing in the world..” blah blah.. We cry for it and regret it.

In the long run, we’ll be thankful for it because being hurt means being strong. I learned that no feeling remain the same intensity over time but under commitment they keep on coming along. It keeps being nourished so it remains strong even if the love takes on a different face. Love isn’t a fairy tale. It is Unconditional.