February 2010
16 posts
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.”
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Matthew 6:34
(Hope the format is right =D And yeah, I’m starting to read the Bible now) :D
“Isay, sabihin ko sayo na.. walang.. walang.. walang araw, walang minuto, tsaka walang segundo, oras, na hindi ako masaya na kasama ka. Isipin mo yan ah?”
—JASON to Melai
:)
- Saboom: ahhaahhahahaha
- al barangan: hahah
- Saboom: u'd remember me
- Saboom: always
- al barangan: i always do
- Saboom: :P
- al barangan: ahii
OMG! May Krimen!
- (Kaye Reyes, Mark Generalao & Saboom passing through Capitol Highway)
- *Police car on the sidewalk*
- (Shocked look) Mark Anthony Generalao: Oh my God may krimen!
- (Takot look) Princessa Eurice Tobias: Ano na naman yan? Kaya ba ayaw ko talaga sa lugar na ito.
- Kaye Reyes: (No comment. Sanay sa ganyan ang babaeng to. Haha!)
“A person who is freed from her self-centeredness and opens herself up to the other is exposed to danger. She feels that love is a risk because “to open myself to another, to trust another, to give myself to another, is to become defenseless.” This is the riddle of love, the gamble of falling in love with the other.”
—Florentino T. Timbreza
GMH →
givesmehope.com
I volunteered at my local hospital and saw this old couple; a man sat in a chair, holding his wife’s hand on the bed and I heard her say,
“Promise you won’t waste your last years missing me when I’m gone, Bill?” and he smiled and said,
“Sure. Promise you won’t blame me when I break it?”
They GMH
GMH →
givesmehope.com
A few years ago, my sister was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors told her that her chances of living were one in a thousand.
Her reply? “Well then I feel sorry for the other nine hundred ninety-nine people.”
She is now in remission. She GMH.
GMH. :)
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
—Neil Gaiman
“When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what happened.”
—John M. Richardson, Jr.
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