Just Give Me A Reason by Pink :)

Been thinking of writing sad thoughts but I guess it is not worth sharing. So just decided to run some random songs that narrates real situations. This song by Pink featuring Nate is great. :)

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh
Things you never say to me oh oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
We're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I'm sorry I don't understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
(Oh we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind
(Yeah but this is happenin')
You've been havin' real bad dreams oh oh
You used to lie so close to me oh oh
There's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh our love, our love
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I'll never stop
You're still written in the scars on my heart
You're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Oh tear ducts and rust
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting dust
But our love's enough
You're holding it in
You're pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We'll come clean
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars

It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh oh, that we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

If only...

If only living is as easy as counting from 1 through 10...

If only having you is as fast as buying a chocolate in a candy store...

If only you are near...

If only I have everything I could have wish for...

If only I know to answer all your possible questions...

If only I could make you smile...

If only this never ending list of "if only" could never come across my mind...

No matter how excited we are for the future, like setting a joy, happy and full of possibilities outlook. There will always be a moment of feeling low, second thoughts, fear and negative vibes. But the good news is...we are never alone.

Life is so good. And what matters most is how you live with it! ;)

Zombie Workniversary

Its been a year since I started working for night shift. It was not easy as I thought and I guess it will never be easy in another two more years. But since I chose to be in this path, I need to love it.

One of my prayer is, I hope God will touch my co-workers hearts. That they will work like winners and give importance to our job not because they are paid but because they love what they are doing. That they may show gratitude to the company they are into.

My job is not a perfect job but I know there are lots of professionals who wishes to be in our place, working and being paid. There is never a good reason to complain for anything, but their are a lot of good reasons to be thankful and grateful.

Be a blessing! :)

A Love Story :)

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!

Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that ugly burned biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing…. never made a face nor uttered a word about it!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits every now and then.” Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your Mom put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides – a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!”

~ Anonymous

Link to Sir Francis Kong's Article: Burnt Biscuits

Carrot, Apple and Cucumber Juice :)

Saturday juicing with carrots, apples and cucumber. I was not sure if I will like the taste but glad it taste good and refreshing. xx

Looking Back: Amazing how time flies...

 A message from Yen of Kiyra woke me up late 9 PM, since my day became my night I don’t usually sleep the normal way. Anyway, she messaged me about the comment of Ma'am Juliet, a mother of the young girl I requested for a shot during DCNHS prom night. It was then I remember that this girl was my grade five student.

Oh, I did not recognize her since I was stunned. She looked so feminine, a young lady dressed with a nice gown that really fits her. She walked with confidence and really classy. She is beautiful and she was more beautiful that night. Her name is Josyl.

Four years ago, she was my grade five student. We have been together in math training and joked around during math competitions. Josyl was once a fun, energetic, boyish (the way she move), out spoken and a very intelligent girl.

Thanks to facebook, I really have a photographic memory. She was familiar that night but I could not spell her name. Thanks for her Mom, she was so nice and her comment made me smile and looked back. I felt sad I was not able to say hi and asked how she was…but really grateful, she was really nice to grant my request and smiled.

I realized, the kids I used to know four years ago have grown up. I am getting old, I miss everyone and I hope one day when I bump into them I could recognize them.

I scanned into my old files and gladly found photos of Josyl and her classmates. 

---ADORABLE---

Hulagway sa Araw ng Dabaw: 2013 Photo Contest