What is LOVE? uh....???

It is not unusual to hear people say "I love you because...," but a story will show us that the deeper and greater love is having to say "I LOVE YOU IN SPITE OF..."

What hurts most?

...when you can't fight for that one thing that would make you happy...
...I may never be the girl you look forward to seeing every day...
...but I will always be the girl who will look out for you each and every day...

Sad Guy: "don't make me feel that i'm just a selfish jerk just because I made you cry"!

Sad Girl: "then don't make me feel like I did nothing for you when I almost died crying just to see you smile..."

Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And some ask ourselves: Will our actions echo across the centuries?

Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

Love isn't when you can't sleep ... it's when you want to keep your eyes open...

Love isn't when you keep holding on ... it's when you learn to let go...

Love isn't when you kill yourself with jealousy ... it's when you understand ...

Love isnt' when you fall for someone ... it's when you catch that person when he falls...

Love isn't when you see him everywhere ... it's when you close your eyes and he is still there ...

Love isn't when you tell him what you feel ... it's when you give everything for his sake...

And Love isn't when you think you were blind ... it's when you know he was wrong but you didn't mind!

YAYA DIARIES

Yaya buys food at McDo.
Crew: “Dito niyo na po ba kakainin?”
Yaya: “Puwede sa table?”
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Kid: “Yaya look, boats!”
Yaya: “Dows are not boats, dey’re yachts.”
Kid: “Yaya, spell yachts?”
Yaya: “Yor rayt, dey are boats.”
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My mom asked our yaya to buy Inquirer and Star.
Our yaya came back and said: “Ma’am, wala pong Inquirer
kaya bumili nalang po ako ng dalawang Star!”
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Yaya: “Huhuhu…”
Ate: “O, bakit ka umiiyak?”
Yaya: “Kasi ate ang dami kong pimples!”
Ate: “Eh bakit ka ba tinitighiyawat?”
Yaya: “Kasi po di ako makatulog sa gabi.”
Ate: “O, bakit ka di makatulog?”
Yaya: “Kasi po may pinoproblema ako…”
Ate: “Ano naman ang pinoproblema mo?”
Yaya: “Kasi ate ang dami kong pimples!”
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(Earlier) Mom: “Yaya, lagay mo yung pesto sa ref!”
(Later) Son: “Yaya, nakita mo PS2 ko?”
Yaya: “Nasa ref, pinalagay ng mama mo!”
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After watching a movie, our yaya blurted out :
“Ang pangit naman, happy ending!”
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Sir: “Yaya, gawa mo ko ng kape. Yung decaf ha!”
Yaya: “Siyempre naman, alangan namang de-baso!”
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Mom: “Yaya, magluto ka na pag-alis ko ha!”
Yaya: “Ano po lulutuin ko?”
Mom: “It’s up to you.”
(During dinner) Mom: “Yaya, bakit ketsup at tuyo ang ulam?”
Yaya: “Diba nung tinanong ko kayo kung anong lulutuin ko,
sabi niyo, ‘kitsup tuyo’!”
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Our yaya sa sari-sari store: “Miss isang Coke in can
at isang Sprite na Coke in can…”
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SIR: “Inday, si sir mo to, nabangga kotse ko & I need cash!”
INDAY: “Aru, dugo-dugo gang ka no?”
SIR: “Gaga! Si sir mo talaga to!”
INDAY: “Gago ka rin! Si sir ang tawag sa kin…kapkeyk…”
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I once asked my yaya where the Netherlands is located.
She answered: “Diba dun nakatira si Peter Pan?”
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“O yaya, bakit ka umiiyak?”
Yaya: “Ati, sabi kasi ng duktor, tatanggalan ako ng butlig!”
Ate: “Eh yun lang pala eh! Bakit ka umiiyak?”
Yaya: “Buti kung one lig lang, eh kung butlig, wala na kong ligs!”
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We saw our yaya staring intently at the orange juice bottle.
Sabi namin: “Yaya, anong ginagawa mo?”
Yaya: “Shhh! Nakalagay sa bote, ‘concentrate’…”
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My mom was going to buy our yaya a transistor radio.
Before my mom left the house, our yaya said,
“Ma’am, ang kunin niyo yung Ilokano ang salita ha!”
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We paid for the tuition fee of our yaya’s son.
So one day I was reviewing him: “The Earth is the 3rd planet from the sun.
Ano ang katabi ng Mercury?” His mom, our yaya, answered:
“Parang Watson’s yata…”
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Sir: “Yaya, natanggal mo yung mantsa sa barong ko?”
Yaya: “Opo! Tanggal na tanggal!”
Sir: “Good! Anong pinang-tanggal mo?”
Yaya: “Gunting, kuya! Gunting!”
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Yaya to tricycle driver: “Magkano sa City Hall?”
Driver: “Ikaw lang?” Yaya: “Ay bakit, hindi ka sasama?”
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Si Kuya pumasok sa kuwarto ni Yaya)
Kuya: “Yaya…”
Yaya: “Koya, wag po! Wag Pooooo!”
Kuya: “Gaga! Uutusan lang kita!”
Yaya: “Si Koya naman…nagsa-suggest lang…”
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Kid: “Yaya, spell orange?”
Yaya: “Depende. Yung kulay o yung prutas?”
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Midget Yaya who was newly hired:
“Suwerte po kayo, ako ang napili niyo...
At least kung maibagsak ko si baby, mababa lang!”
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(after being scolded for breaking her promises):
“Ma’am, hindi na po ako mangangako ulit…Promise!”
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We had a yaya who claimed she was being courted by a kapre
in her province and wanted to take her to his kingdom.
Her reason for turning down the offer to be his queen?
“Kapre yun ma’am, malaki ang kwan nun! Wag na uy!”
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AMO: “Bakit namatay ang aso?”
MAID: “Pinaliguan ko po ng laundry soap.”
AMO: “Nakamamatay ba yun?”
MAID: “Ewan ko nga po eh, pag-off ko ng washing machine patay na.”
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Amo: Yaya use COOLING PLACE in a sentence.
Yaya: Sir! viry easy! iksample nagring yung phone,
(ring, ring, ring,) Yaya answered, " HILO , WHO'S COOLING PLACE?"

SOMEONE

it's nice to have someone...


who makes you look at things differently...

who shows you the world in a different perspective...

who consistently makes you see light amidst the darkness...

who makes you see good in bad persons...

who makes out positive things out of the negative...

who walks side by side with you,

even when you have to walk barefoot

in shards of glass...

The Interview With God

I dreamed I had an interview with God.

“So you would like to interview me?” God asked.

“If you have the time” I said.

God smiled. “My time is eternity.”

“What questions do you have in mind for me?”

“What surprises you most about humankind?”

God answered...

“That they get bored with childhood,

they rush to grow up, and then

long to be children again.”

“That they lose their health to make money...

and then lose their money to restore their health.”

“That by thinking anxiously about the future,

they forget the present,

such that they live in neither

the present nor the future.”

"That they live as if they will never die,

and die as though they had never lived.”

God’s hand took mine

and we were silent for a while.

And then I asked...

“As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons

you want your children to learn?”

“To learn they cannot make anyone

love them. All they can do

is let themselves be loved.”

“To learn that it is not good

to compare themselves to others.”

“To learn to forgive

by practicing forgiveness.”

“To learn that it only takes a few seconds

to open profound wounds in those they love,

and it can take many years to heal them.”

“To learn that a rich person

is not one who has the most,

but is one who needs the least.”

“To learn that there are people

who love them dearly,

but simply have not yet learned

how to express or show their feelings.”

“To learn that two people can

look at the same thing

and see it differently.”

“To learn that it is not enough that they

forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.”

"Thank you for your time," I said humbly.

"Is there anything else

you would like your children to know?"

God smiled and said,

“Just know that I am here... ALWAYS.”

PRISON VS. WORK

IN PRISON

you spend the majority of your time in an 8'X10' cell .


AT WORK

you spend most of your time in a 6'X8' cubicle ..



IN PRISON

you get three meals a day (free).


AT WORK

you only get a break for one meal and probably have to pay for it yourself .


IN PRISON

you get time off for good behavior.


AT WORK

you get rewarded for good behavior with more WORK.


IN PRISON

a guard locks and unlocks the doors for you ..


AT WORK

you must carry around a security card and unlock open all the doors yourself .



IN PRISON

you can watch TV and play games.


AT WORK

you get fired for watching TV and playing games.



IN PRISON

they allow your family and friends to visit.


AT WORK

you can not even speak to your family and friends.



IN PRISON

all expenses are paid by taxpayers with no work at all.


AT WORK

You get to pay all the expenses to go to work and then they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for the prisoners.



Hmm?

Which Sounds Better?


So what are you waiting for.........


Kill your BOSS!!!

WHO PACKS YOUR PARACHUTE?

this is a true story. it touched me so much that i cried after reading it.

THE PARACHUTE
Charles Plum, a U.S. Naval Academy graduate, was a jet fighter pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected & parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured & spent six years in a Communist prison.
He survived that ordeal & now lectures about lessons learned from that experience.

One day, when Plumb & his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up & said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"
"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.

"I packed your parachute," the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise & gratitude. The man pumped his hand & said, "I guess it worked!"
Plumb assured him, "It sure did-if your 'chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."

Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, 'I kept wondering what he might have looked like in a Navy uniform-a Dixie cup hat, a bib in the back, and bell bottom trousers. I wondered how many times I might have passed him on the Kitty Hawk. I wondered how many times I might have seen him & not even said good morning, how are you or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot & he was just a sailor.
Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent on a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship carefully weaving the shrouds & folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know. Now, Plumb asks his audience, 'Who's packing your parachute?' Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. Plumb also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory-he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, & his spiritual parachute."

He called on all these supports before reaching safety. His experience reminds us all to prepare ourselves to weather whatever storms lie ahead.

*this should remind us of people we've taken advantage, not even remembering to thank them for what the've done to us. people that are always forgoten and ignored at all times, only remebered when they're gone forever"


who packs ur parachute?

I AM AN ARTIST

Yes, there is an intelligent person inside this body...
I speak to the world in color and light...

ART gives me a way to express myself...
Most people think "gimp" means a lame walk...
Gimp also means a fighting spirit...

I am an ARTIST...
there is no force more powerful...
or more beautiful than self-expression...

I am unbelievably LUCKY...