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June 27 2011

I ♥ PostSecret

I have PostSecret in my Google Reader and once in a while there is some secret in there that speaks to me. It's like, I can say "yeah. yeah, me too," .  It must be so liberating to finally divulge your darkest, deepest secret to the world! So. Today, here is what I found: PostSecret 06.25.11 ♥♥♥♥

June 10 2011

Easy way to share my mobile pix!


I found an easy and fast way to send photos to mobile phones!

S3M.IN can help share files to friends and family's mobile phones without connecting to a PC. All I have to do is provide my mobile number, select my files, add caption, send it to another mobile number.

June 02 2011

I've got my Page Rank back!

It's just today that I bravely checked my pagerank since I got the gray bar last year :(

Now it's back to 3! Yay!

Being such a noob, I thought Mr G has penalized me by puting up too much ad on the site so I took them all down.

Then I discovered how dead and broken links affect one's standing with search engines. True enough, when I used a broken link checker (free, of course!), there are a lot of broken links in my old posts that I need to clean up!

Anyhow, I'm so glad that I have it back! You can check it out on my sidebar just below the search box.

Happy Friday!


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October 27 2010

A Rant: Online Tutor Wanted

My coworker and friend Ces was complaining yesterday how hard it is to be a working mother these days, working your head off and getting poor report cards from your kids!  She knows and feels guilty that her quality time with them suffers. She says she feels like a single parent sometimes if not for her OCW husband based in Qatar but they both need to sacrifice so they can put them in good schools.

I suppose nowadays parents are required to  play an interactive role in their child's education by guiding them in their assignments and helping them do reviews before exams.
She tries to tutor them as often as she could but even she can't catch up with the lessons. Geometry and factoring polynomials in Grade VI already! That's progress, I say. We have to keep up to the needs and pace of the times. "Yeah, yeah, you put them in private schools and you still need a P100 an hour math tutor!", she says. Well, there must be other options, more affordable and convenient options. Why not turn online? Kids are computer savvy already, maybe she and her child can learn solving math word problems together on the computer!  Free homework help are found everywhere on the web, even free math help

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September 21 2010

30 Days of truth - Day 06

Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do



Lie.

As hard as we try to be, not all of us can be Honest Abes.  

I mean, how do you say to a loved one that they are dying, or to a child that one parent is going away for good and there is no sense in waiting? I think honesty does not equate with insensitivity, that's all. I hope I would not be in a situation like that.


  • What about you, what is it that you you hope you never have to do?
Tell me via the comment section the link to your post so I can check them out, too!

The list for the 30 Days of Truth Challenge is here



Next:

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.

September 17 2010

Things to do + bloghopping

T.G.I.F!

Workweek's almost over! Yay! Officework's been hectic these past few weeks because of the audit requirements. I can't wait to just stay around the house because I've neglected a few things like:
  • having a conversation with Teddy without dozing off
  • having a cup of coffee with Teddy without rushing off in the morning
  • catch up on my reading (even if it's just the newspaper) lol
  • cook a decent meal (I hate canteen food!)
  • and other things ::wink::
 I've been meaning to catch up on my posts. I hope you won't feel that I've neglected you, my dear readers, at all! I guess I still haven't gotten over my lost writing mojo last month :( Please bear with me. If you have tips up your sleeve on how to get it back again (that elusive writing mojo), kindly tell me. You have to be patient with me, though because I like giving advices than taking them! lol. Kidding aside, I will seriously consider and apply them.


If you like looking at pictures, you might want to peek at my Ruby Tuesday post and my favorite Skywatch Friday. As I said, I'm at a loss for words so I thought pictures of life around me would do. I've been neglecting my 30 Days of Truth but I hope to get on with it soon. You might want to start one yourself so check the list of questions here.



Anyways, I hope everyone a quality weekend!


Now on to the bloghop!


My Wee View

August 20 2010

Meaning of life


Someone shared this link on my Facebook and I thought you would love to see this, too:



I even took down a list. I realized, yeah, I still need to work on some (those in bold font) and maybe the mojo would show up!



  • show up

  • follow your heart

  • find a new perspective

  • have a sense of wonder

  • find people you love

  • set goals

  • help others

  • dance

  • pamper yourself

  • face your fears

  • go to a museum

  • exercise

  • limit television

  • get in touch with nature

  • lighten up

  • get a good night's sleep

  • read books

  • buy yourself flowers

  • don"t compare yourself with others

  • don't beat yourself up

  • be open to new ideas

  • don't focus on negative thoughts

  • focus on creating what you desire

  • make time just to have fun

  • keep the romance in your life

  • make a gratitude list

  • love your Mother Earth

  • want what you have

  • be true to yourself


  • --xoxo--

    July 23 2010

    Friday Confessional

    Can you keep a secret? If you do, come and join Glamazon Mormon Mom with her Friday Confessions.


    I must confess:

    • I got a mountain of laundry..and I'm too lazy tired to do it
    • Teddy won't help in the household chores ( I really want to hit him!)
    • I'm afraid of rejection, or being rejected.
    • I hate nagdadabog or people throwing tantrums. (Though I don't react too much outwardly, but in my mind I'm already punching them in the face!!!)
    • I freak out inside every time I come and find the bathroom dirty.
    • Really, sometimes I want to throw things so I can put my point across!
    • I think I'm a control freak.
    • I like sexy lingerie with lots of lace.
    • An ex is calling me, after so long
    • sometimes I'm tempted to encourage this ex
    • But I won't. I don't want anymore headaches.
    • I'm getting a local hilot to put put my retroverted uterus right
    • I want a baby this year, married or not

    June 29 2010

    Ruby Tuesday , other bloghop events, and a lullaby...


    Tulog Na
    by: Sugarfree


    Tulog na mahal ko
    Hayaan na muna natin ang mundong ito
    lika na tulog na tayo

    Tulog na mahal ko wag kang lumuha
    malambot ang iyong kama
    saka na mamrublema

    Tulog na hayaan na muna natin sila
    Mamaya hindi ka na nila kaya pang saktan
    Matulog tulog ka na

    Tulog na mahal ko
    nandito lang akong bahala sa iyo
    Sige na tulog na muna

    Tulog na mahal ko
    at bukas ngingiti ka sa wakas
    at sabay natin harapin ang mundo

    Tulog na hayaan na muna natin sila
    Mamaya hindi ka na nila kaya pang saktan
    Matulog tulog ka na


    (Translation)


    Sleep now, my love
    let the world be for a while
    come now, let's sleep

    Sleep now, my love
    don't cry anymore
    the bed is soft, don't you worry now

    Sleep now, my love
    I'm just here, I'll take care of you
    Go on, sleep now

    Sleep now, my love
    tomorrow you'll smile at last
    and we'll face the world together

    Sleep now
    Let them be for a while
    They won't hurt you anymore

    Sleep now...

    Sometimes, Teddy has dark moods. Maybe because there are so many things that he thinks he wants needs to take care of. I'd always tell him, "...relax, everything will turn out right in it's own time and pace."

    I always wanted to sing this song to him, a lullaby , a reassurance that everything will be alright.

    ~~~~
    Visit maryt at Work of the Poet for her Ruby Tuesday to view various takes on the Red/Ruby Theme.

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    Check out what's happening on these Tuesday Events:
    If you love giveaways or you want a one-stop place to check out blogs, then visit the above links for easy hopping.
    ...and if you decide to follow me, tell me via comment and I'll follow back in a jiffy!



    June 25 2010

    Note to self

    Instead of doggedly pushing your way forward as usual, consider making a significant change to your current approach to getting things done.


    Sometimes I could be bullheaded and would push on no matter what. Call that optimism. Or foolishness, on the other end. My Teddy says, adjust. Act according to circumstance. 

    May 30 2010

    The Kiss

    For a moment there, I felt like I was Picasso, thanks to Mr. Picassohead. I entitled my first try as "The Kiss".



    You can be my critic! What do you think of it?

    May 25 2010

    ...waiting for the storm

    If you spend your whole life waiting for the storm, you'll never enjoy the sunshine.


    Pearl Farm Resort





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    everyday is Wordless Wednesday!


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    March 17 2010

    Am I your Rebound Girl?

    I sure hope not.Though sometimes it crosses my mind that I might be... 


    See? Even now, my initial reaction is turn myself blind over the fact that you might be in rebound. But I know myself, I'm a very logical person.  I want to see things objectively, with reason, as I do not want to fall "madly", "blindly" in love with you or with anybody else. So I want to clinically pick the details of our circumstance.

    So, are you?

    I've been through this before, as the rebounder.I even posted about it in  The Art of Breaking Up .Rebounding is the worst one can do after a really bad break up, and I promised myself that I will not take that road again. Both can be lulled by the thrill, or rush of intense emotions, mistaking it for love or happily ever after. But it's not, really.

    Let's take it slow, okay? I know you're still feeling a bit confused, and I promise I will be with you. But here are my grounds:
    1. Do not take me granted. I will not allow it. Do not expect that I will take up where your ex left off.
    2. Do not compare me. Whether good or bad, do not look for them in me. I'm a different person.
    3. I'm always up for a good talk. Tell me what's on your mind. Compatibility is boring, a bit of disparity is always good.
    4. Do not rush. Let's take our time knowing each other.

      Don't be afraid. Sometimes something  good can come out of the bad. We have something good here, we just need straighten  out some emotional entanglements, clean the road we will walk on, so to speak...

      March 10 2010

      Random Postsecrets I've Found

      Random Postsecrets I've Found
      Bold the ones you can relate to.
      [blazingbulletsxx]
      grabbed from [sweetmemes]


      We make our way Across The Universe.
      You will welcome many people with your smile.
      I wish it didn't always take SO much effort to be like I was.
      The thought of a needle leaving me with marks that will last a lifetime, scares the crap out of me, but I'm gonna do it anyways, You only live once.
      I'm sorry for everything.
      I don't know has been my answer for everything lately, I don't know what's wrong.
      I absolutely cannot go to sleep unless I brush my teeth.
      I thought the journey was over, I was wrong, it just began.
      Sometimes, I feel like other people hold me back.
      Remember that day I told you I loved you, I lied.
      I clean my ears compulsively.
      Don't you dare let this one go.
      I miss you (more than I'd like to admit).
      When all the other little girls wanted to be Princesses, I wanted to be a Pirate. Arrrr!
      Nobody I like likes me as much as I like them, nobody I think about thinks about me as much as I think about them.
      My most embarrassing and shameful moment was telling my mom that the cuts on my arms weren't from the cat.
      I'm a nerd and proud!
      I will change the world one day.
      I act like I don't care, but some things mean the world to me.
      Seven years later, & I'm still not over you.
      I didn't have a cold, I was crying.
      I want to be an individual but I don't want to stand out.
      Take me by the hand and tell me you would take me anywhere.
      I feel like the world is screaming at me to write.
      I think what I need more than anything in the world is to be told (just once) that a friend doesn't know what they would do without me.
      I think we're going to be okay.
      I'm afraid of becoming fat.
      I laugh at other peoples' jokes even if they aren't funny, just to make them feel better about themselves.
      I always secretly thought that the world had bigger plans for me.
      I wish on 11:11, but my wishes never come true anymore.
      I have never been skinny enough to make my mother happy.
      We're only getting started, but I already know I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
      I like to watch raindrops run down my window.
      Just because I try not to talk about it, doesn't mean I'm over it, that I feel better or that I'm ever going to be okay, I just don't want to be a burden.
      I am always alone, even in a room full of people.
      I dream of a world where 'Feminism' isn't a dirty word.
      I should have let you go before we all got hurt, I'm sorry.
      At last, I am loving my life.
      I am so much stronger than I would have guessed. Yay me!
      I think there is a connection between my eyes and brain that just doesn't work right.
      I am very happy with who I am today.
      I miss driving down to see you.
      Figure out what you want baby, we are running out of time.
      I love you, in all moments of our absurdity.
      Someday, women won't have to be married to feel complete.
      It disgusts me how people can say that the Holocaust never happened.
      I always judge a book by its cover.
      I am pushing everyone away on purpose, that way, it will be less painful for them.
      I think Kevin Jonas is gorgeous.
      I don't care what anyone says, I've never liked The Beatles.
      Grow old with me.
      I was born in the wrong time.
      I hope you think of me everyday and feel bad, but I know you don't.
      I dream of a world where reading is cool.
      Reading is the only way for me to escape from reality.
      Every inch forward is another tiny step in the right direction.
      I rescue earthworms from sidewalks so they won't get squished.
      Truth is, I don't think we will keep in touch.
      I wish I could tear down the walls around my heart.
      Often, I find myself wanting to be alone, but my biggest fear is that I will be.
      Shit. I was almost happy again.
      I wish I could have had you before those other girls screwed you up so badly.
      I was right when I said you would forget about me.
      I miss the way summertime used to feel.
      I'm sick of feeling unwanted.
      Without your love, I'd probably be dead.
      How I miss the old days.
      My insomnia really scares me sometimes (Please help me fall asleep).
      I love the way cleaning my ears feels.
      I don't have to be like the rest of you.
      I love it when it rains, even more when it thunders.
      I try to drink the pain away.
      I thought all the words I wrote for you would be enough, they weren't.
      Be mine, Nothing more, Nothing less.
      I'm scared of intimacy.
      You're crazy for thinking I'm attractive, but I think you are too.
      I haven't always been this happy.
      I have no idea who I am.
      I secretly like not having a job so I can stay in bed when everyone else has to get up.
      I am paralyzed by everyone's idea of what I should be.
      Sometimes, I just really can't find the way in again.
      No one calls me anymore.
      When you leave the room, I read all of your text messages.
      I have so much left to say to you.
      Compromise is far from fatal.
      I wish the wind would take me away from this place.
      I wish I could speak Polish.
      You're the prayer inside me.
      Most days, I feel like I am too aware of my being.
      I'm afraid... I'll always be alone.
      I'm scared you'll never find me.
      When I look into the mirror, I don't recognize myself.
      I have no friends.
      I wouldn't bother losing weight if I thought I could get a boyfriend as I am.
      I wasted my wishes on you.
      I think God is just a big placebo.
      I love my mother more than I love anyone else.
      Sometimes, I cry like a toddler when I don't get my way.
      I want to die before I hit the ground.
      I dream of a world where all girls are safe.
      Dear Mom, I don't believe in God.
      I dream of a world where individuality is beauty.
      I miss our old problems.
      Let me help you. Please.
      I love dancing in the pouring rain.
      I pray to get anorexia.
      My fairy tale has ended.
      I want it to rain the day I get married.
      It rains the hardest on those who deserve the sun.
      I'm beginning to find my way.
      I don't want to remember.
      Today, I realized I could no longer remember what you were like when you still loved me.
      I hate being normal but fear becoming anything else.
      I'm starting to see it.
      I never want you to feel lost again.
      Love is love. No matter what gender.
      I want to learn magic... more than you'll ever know.
      Watching men eat meat turns me on.
      I will lie in my grace dreaming of things I might have been.
      I miss him so much and I can't tell a soul.
      I pick up notes off the ground and read them.
      You are impossible to forget.
      Whenever people ask me for directions, I always direct them to a strip club.
      I'm looking to do one good deed before I die.
      You're the prayer inside me.
      I know your secret, and I wish you'd tell me, so we could both stop hiding.
      Don't let your secrets hinder your love.

      If I knew how to hire a hitman, I would.
      I feel closer to god with my horse than at church.
      I have no idea where my life is going to lead me.
      I'd follow you into the dark.
      You inspire me.

      If he touches me again, I swear I'll fucking kill him.
      Sometimes, I get annoyed at how ignorant you are!
      I just feel so invisible and alone.
      I gave up Jesus for Lent. [this made me snort...absolutely stellar]
      I don't care if you're Jewish, your Jew jokes still piss me off.
      I'm not so much afraid of heights as I am of being tempted to jump.
      I don't believe in God & I believe he is punishing me for just that.
      No one really knows me.
      I miss being fake.
      I have unspeakable fantasies.
      It's a lot easier to love myself now that I've told you how much I hate you.
      I don't want to hate them just because they hate me.
      The thing I hate most about myself is that I'm too lazy to change the things I hate.
      It was all fake.
      I have this really irrational fear of traffic lights falling on my car.
      I think one day, I am going to look like my cat.
      My biggest fear isn't being raped or killed, it's of me falling down the stairs.
      I wish I didn't care so much.
      I think I have it all figured out but I don't.
      I am ruined without her.
      We are both being pulled different directions... I will hold on as long as you take my hand.
      You make my soul smile.
      I never even liked baseball. I just liked you.
      I feed the bears.
      I'm ashamed of what my facebook quiz results reveal about me.
      I only told you I loved you because I thought it was opposite day.
      My bulimia has made me better at giving blowjobs.
      Life is good, everyone just overreacts, even me.
      When my friends leave stuff at my house, I sell them.
      I am never going to forgive you.
      I think that I could write comedy.
      I cheated, and now I'll never be the same.
      Oh fuck, I love you. [I absolutely ADORE this one!]
      I love when my frisbee slams into strangers.
      You say catastrophe, I say, fuck yes.
      I've never liked hockey, but I would love to see what happens in the locker room after the game.
      And you're all I want.
      I feel more like me when you are here, than when I'm alone.
      It is not about finding yourself, it's about creating yourself.
      For once in my life, I'm not going to hold back; no matter what.
      Start a revolution, stop hating your body.
      I fantasize about rejecting the apologies that I know will never come.
      I like shopping at Wal-Mart, please don't tell my cool friends.
      I absolutely love it when you drunk dial.
      When I'm in a crowded elevator, I envision the porn scene that could ensue.
      I wish society didn't treat me like a monster just because I'm gay.
      I would rather be a messed up person, fixed, than to be a regretless person wondering how messed up I would feel.
      The love that came before you, the love that lives on after you, the love you never had.
      Once I learn to love myself, I promise I'll love you next.
      I always count how many seconds I pee.
      I haven't eaten since Sunday.
      You need not find a cure for everything that makes you weak.
      I was beautiful too.
      You're not going to call me, are you? Damn.
      I have learned a love about life from you in the past 2 years. Thanks.
      I was taught how to masturbate at a Girl Scout camp.
      I find squeezing a full tube of toothpaste strangely erotic.
      Dear Mom, Thanks a bunch for the great ass!
      Your lies helped me find truth in myself.
      I think about plots for erotica novels while sitting in the pews at church.
      Whenever I use the bathroom, I always picture famous people & people I know taking a crap.
      I had a sex dream about diamonds in my vagina.
      It doesn't matter your age, sex, religion, or race, I will stare at your ass.
      I kissed a boy today, who didn't wish I was someone else.
      I get pissed at people who leave times on the microwave.
      I don't hate you because you cheated, I hate you because you told her my secret.
      I just went on vacation. and I only wanted to send a postcard to Postsecret.
      I would take swinging on the swings over money, sex, and/or power, any day.
      I wish my parents would find my drafts of my suicide notes under the carpet by my air vent.
      When I say I don't care, I'm not trying to convince you, I'm trying to convince myself.
      I leave poetry in library books.
      I shredded all my photos.
      Sometimes, I eat my boogers.
      I am contemptuous of others so it hurts when they are indifferent to me.
      My secret is... I want to be a outlaw biker.
      The meds don't work. But I say they do, and no one knows.
      I love you so much but can't tell you.
      People think I've stopped lying, but I've just gotten better at it.
      I like the smell of my own farts.
      I want to die a hero.
      I am lost.
      I am terrified I will never get married.
      Even if I have plenty of friends, I always feel alone.
      I'm afraid to take the next step.
      I go to the movies to try and imagine what life would be like if only I could fit in.
      I'm very glad I didn't win.
      I miss feeling close to God.
      She never gave me a chance.
      I change my hair so often to make up for the fact that I won't be able to change who I am.
      I'm happy and lucky but I've never told anyone.
      I tell people I'm an atheist but I believe I'm going to hell.
      I've always wanted to rob a bank.
      I really enjoy funerals.
      I'm always annoyed when anyone makes me alter my path on the sidewalk.
      I truly believe all my problems would be solved if only I were not fat.
      Jail isn't anything like the movies.
      I hate when my mom uses her illness as an excuse. I hate it when I do it too.
      Strangers are just friends waiting to happen. Will you be mine?
      I miss cutting.
      (Picture of The Beatles) These four men are my best friends, I wish they were all still alive, so we could live in a yellow submarine.
      All the popular kids are boring.
      I care more about Dumbledore than I do about the Pope.
      I wear granny panties. [occasionally]
      Men that take good care of their kids turn me on.
      My dogs are weird.
      I HATE 90% of my generation's of music.
      I want to be skinny... but I am far too lazy.

      March 09 2010





      ~xoxoxoxoxox~

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      March 02 2010

      Post-It Tuesday #1







      Go and visit Supahmommy here and make your own post-it notes! It's fun!

      January 30 2010

      Six Word Saturday~Trouble



      Ahhh...troubled minds, looking for peace.


      Those words fairly sums up this past week's major happenings. I won't give in, she won't give in. Deadlock.

      January 01 2010

      A matter of choice. Happiness is not for wishing, but for choosing to be. Last year is a great roller coaster ride for me, with disappointments, and pain, and joy riding with me. But nonetheless, at the end, a great whooosh and a new ride once again this year!

      December 04 2009

      Are we ever ready?

      When I was younger, I’ve always thought that I am invincible, that no one and nothing can ever hurt me and if ever I am so foolish enough to put myself in a painful situation, I could always take it in stride, shrug my shoulders and let go. I never really stopped to ask my self if I was ready for these things. I wanted to be part of so much life that I would go crashing through it, unaware that the heart could harden with time and the soul has the ability to retreat behind a wall.

      Now I can’t remember when, or even why, did I ever stop running through life and started to count my steps and calculate my risks.

      But when do you get ready, really?

      Is it when you decide to run towards the cliff, or is it the moment you lift your feet off to fly?

      Is it when you wake up from sleep or is it the moment you open your eyes?

      Is it when you felt the warmth or is it when you can’t bear the heat when scorched?

      Is it in goodbyes, or is it in the void after parting?

      Is it in the words or in the expression of it?

      Are we ever ready, really?


      December 01 2009

      Six Word Saturday~Playing games




      Playing what-if games. Win or lose.


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