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            Isang araw, lumabas at nag-date ang magkasintahang si marco at eliza, nagtungo sila sa mall upang i-celebrate ang kanilang 1^st monthsary. Nanood sila ng sine, kumain at tumambay pa, habang sila ay nagaantay sa oras para sa panonood ng sine, may nagtext kay eliza mula sa hindi kilalang kaibigan dahil hindi ito naka-save sa kanyang cellphone, nang basahin niya ito siya ay nabigla siya sa kanyang nabasa, at ang sabe “hi baby, andito na ako sa bago kong apartment, musta ka na po?” inilihim niya ito sa kanyang bf at kumilos lang nang natural upang hindi mahalata. Matapos ang panonood ng sine ay dumiretso sila sa isang fastfood para kumain, nang matapos umorder si marco at kumuha ng number para sa pagkain, nagsabi si eliza na siya ay mag-c-cr muna sandali, iniwan niya ang kanyang cellphone sa mesa. Kinuha ni marco ang cellphone dahil gusto niyang malaman kung sini-save ni eliza ang kanyang mga sweet messages, at sa hindi inaasahan, hindi lamang ang kanyang sweet texts ang kanyang nabasa dito. May nabasa pa syang text mula sa hindi kilalang number at nabasa niya ang nakalagay dito. Hindi na niya itinanong sa kanyang gf bout dun sa nabasa niya. Napaisip si marco sa mga bagay-bagay at nakaisip sya ng paraan para layuan ng kung sino man yun ang kanyang gf. Niyaya ni marco si eliza na magpalit ng number at ang sinabing dahilan ni marco ay para magkasunod ung last 2 digit ng number nila. Buti nalang pumayag din si eliza.

            Isang buwan ang nakalipas, namuhay nman ng  tahimik ang mgkasinthan, Masaya sila at walang pinoproblema, hanggang sa dumating ang isang, na “wrong send” si eliza kay marco at ang sabi “hi, tawag ka po ulet. Hindi ko nasagot nasa kwarto kasi cp ko” nagduda muli si marcokay eliza dahil sa oras nay un, ang paalam ni eliza ay matutulog muna siya saglit. Lalong napaisip si marco dahil naalala pa nito ang nakaraan na may nabasa  siya sa cp ni eliza, simula noon, lagi nalang nagdududa si marco kay eliza, sa tuwing magkasama sila ni eliza, naiisip ni marco na tila niloloko nalamang siya ng kanyang gf .

            Nagulat sila eliza na isang araw biglang syang sinundo ng bf nya sa school nang hindi manlang sya sinabihan o tinext. Gulat na gulat si eliza na tila hindi alam ang gagawin. Lumapit si marco at sabe “hi babe, surprise! Hindi ko talaga sinabi sayo na susunduin kita. Gusto lang kitang surprise” pero ang totoong plano ni marco ay hulihin si eliza baka sakaling m-proove nya n niloloko nga sya nito. Napangiti nlang si eliza, pero halata sakanya ang kaba at gulat. Napansin ito ni marco at tinanong kung ok lang sya dahil tila balisa ito at wala sa sarili. Nagtungo sila sa isang fastfood at kumain, habang kumakain bglang pumasok sa isip niya na tanungin si eliza.

Marco: babe, mahal mo ba ako?

Eliza: oo, naman babe!

Marco: bakit mo ako mahal?

Eliza: kasi mahal mo ako. J

Marco: pano kung hndi kita mahal, mahal m pren ba ko?

Eliza: (hindi sumagot.)

            Hindi alam ni marco kung dapat bas yang maging Masaya o malingkot s sagot ni eliza sakanya. Hindi nia alam kung dapat syang maging masaya kasi mahal siya ng gf nia o maging malungkot kasi mahal lang siya ni eliza dahlia mahal niya ito. Lalong napaisip si marco. Napapadalas na ang mga “wrong send” ni eliza kay marco.

            May isang araw na nagtext si eliza kay marco at ang sabi,

Eliza: babe text kita mamaya ah, tulungan ko muna mga groupmates ko.

Marco: ok cge babe, text mo nalang ako after.

            Makalipas ang 30mins, may natanggap na text si marco mula kay elizaat ang sabi. “hi, asan ka nap o? wala nap o akong klase, maaga natapos”

            Hindi alam ni marco ang gagawin, huling-huli ni marco na nagsisinungaling si eliza sakanya. Makalipas ang isang oras tinext ni marco si eliza pero hnd nman siya ngrereply, nkaraan pa ang ilang oras tuloy-tuloy sa kakatext si marco kay eliza pero hindi parin ito ngrereply sakanya at sa kahit na anong text ni marco sakanya. Nagaalala na si marco saknyang gf, nakauwi na si marco s bahay ng bglang mgtext ang gf nia.

Eliza: babe, kakauwi ko lang po, nalowbat kasi cp ko kaya hindi kita natext

Marco: ganun ba babe, nagalala kasi ako sayo, hindi ka sumasagot sa mga text ko sayo.

Eliza: nalowbat ako. Sorry.

Marco: ok lang.

            Simula noon, madalang nang magkatext si marco at eliza, bibihira na din silang magkita dahil pareho silang busy sa school. Umabot ang kanilang relasyon na isang taon mahigit, at sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari, may bigla nalang nagtext kay marco at hindi kilalang number.

Lalaki: pre, kilala mo ba si eliza?

Marco: bakit pre? Ano kailangan mo sakanya?

Lalaki: magkasama kami ngayon, mahal ko siya at sabi niya mahal niya din ako.

Marco: hindi ako naniniwala ako yung bf nia.

            Tinitext ni marco si eliza pero hndi sya ngrereply. Sinubukang tawagan ni marco si eliza kaso nakapatay ang cp nito. Patuloy sa pgtetext si marco at inisip lamang niya na baka nalowbat lang si eliza, ilang minuto ang nakalipas, tinext ni marco ang lalaki pero gaya ni eliza, hindi na din nagrereply ang lalaki. Walang magawa si marco kundi maghintay sa text ni eliza, yun nalamang ang natitirang paraan na magagawa niya. Ilang araw nang nakalipas pero wala paring natatanggap na text si marco mula kay eliza o kahit dun sa lalaking ngtext sakanya.

            Walang magawa si marco, lagi nalang pumapasok sa isip niya yung mga nabasa niyang text s cp ni eliza noon at yung mga wrong send nito sakanya. Iniisip din ni marco kung sino kaya yung lalaking ngtext sakanya noon at kung sino nga ba ang tunay na mahal ni eliza, nahirapan si marco sa paglimot kay eliza, nililibang na si marco ng kanyang mga kaibigan, may mga pinapakilala nang ibang babae sakanya at napapadalas na ang pag-iinom nito.

            Sa tinagal-tagal napagod din si marco sa kakaisip sa nakaraan at sa tuwing tinatanong siya ng mga kaibigan ang lagi na niyang sagot ay “ok n ko. Moved on na!” pero sa tuwing mag-isa sya hindi ma-iaalis sakanya ang pagaalala kung kamusta na si eliza at kung Masaya ba ito ngayon.

            Pilit tinatanggap ni marco ang lahat upang tuluyan na siyang maka moved on hanggang sa isang araw sa klase nagging topic ang tunkol sa pagibig at sa pg momove on, sabi ng kanyang guro, “pag tunay kang nagmahaln ang pag momove on ay umaabot ng isang taon o dalawang taon para masabing nka move on ka na talaga” doon mas lalong naintindihan ni marco na hindi dapat madaliin ang lahat, dahil ang bawat bagay ay maayon sa tamang panahon at oras. Bumalik sa normal na buhay si marco, buhay na walang kasintahan, buhay na walang katext.

(share lang ulit. pinasa ko yang short story ko s prof ko. :) anyway true story, my konti lang akong binago para hndi halatang ako :) haha. hope you like it)

ngayon ko lang ulet namasahe si mommy.

yun kasi dati bonding moments namen.

dati madalas ko sya imasahe kasi pagod sya from work.

she always ask me favor n imasahe ko sya kasi hnd sya makatulog ng maayos s sakit ng katawan nya.

ako nman, bilang mabait n bata dw…

minamasahe ko sya.

ang bonding moment namen? ngkkwento ako habang minamasahe ko sya.

alam ko nakikinig sya, pero syempre pagod sya. madalas, nakakatulugan niya ako. :)

hahaha.

nakakatawa pa nga kasi hndi ko alam kung mg-s-stop n ko s masahe ko skanya. haha

kahit na nkakatulugan niya ko habang minamasahe ko sya, ok lng. atleast alam ko nkpagrelax sya sa masahe ko.

haha.

*share lng.

namiss ko lng yung ganitong gawain date. hahaha.

in short, i miss my mom khit lage ko sya nkikita at nkakasama. :)

iloveyou #mommy!

parang wala nmang nangyre. ganun pren.

mas nkakabored lng lalo ngayon,

pro ok lng. pg nasanay nman ako everything we’ll be back to normal.

i can’t promise that i can always be GV. pro pipilitin ko. :/

mas tahimik na buhay ngayon.

pahi-pahinga din..

oh well.

time to go..

madalas ka makarinig ng ganyang tanong, pero deep inside, ayaw n nilang malaman ang kasunod. :))

nkakatawa diba? pero hnd maiiwasan ang gnyan.

kya mas mgndang mgkwento s taong intresado sayo, kesa s isiksik m yung sarili mo dun s taong ayaw sayo.

bitter? hnd ah.

:) be happy..

after ilang years, ngayon lng ulet ako nkpag tumblr.

nung unang gamit ko nito hnd ko alam kung pano gamitin, e hanggang ngayon hnd paren. hahahaha.

matututo din ako.

hnd lng ngayon. tiwala lng.:) haha

God, when I received this e-mail, I thought…

I don’t have time for this… And, this is really inappropriate during work.

Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is… Exactly, what has caused lots of the problems in our world today.

We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning..

Maybe, Sunday night…

And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.

We do like to have Him around during sickness..

And, of course, at funerals.

However, we don’t have time, or room, for Him during work or play…

Because.. That’s the part of our lives we think… We can, and should, handle on our own.

May God forgive me for ever thinking…

That… there is a time or place where..

HE is not to be FIRST in my life.

We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.



Yes, I do Love God.

HE is my source of existence and Savior.

He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)


******

THE POEM

I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,

And jumped up off my knees.

My Christian duty was now done

My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time

To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,

They’d laugh at me I’d fear.

No time, no time, too much to do,

That was my constant cry,

No time to give to souls in need

But at last the time, the time to die.

I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.

God looked into his book and said

‘Your name I cannot find.

I once was going to write it down…

But never found the time’

Now do you have the time to pass it on?

Make sure that you scroll through to the end.

Easy vs. Hard

Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?

Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?

Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?

Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?

Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?

Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?

*****

There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak…’I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, ‘What you got there, son?’ ‘Just some old birds,’ came the reply.

‘What are you gonna do with them?’ I asked.

‘Take ‘em home and have fun with ‘em,’ he answered ‘I’m gonna tease ‘em and pull out their feathers to make ‘em fight. I’m gonna have a real good time’ ‘But you’ll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?’

‘Oh, I got some cats,’ said the little boy. ‘They like birds. I’ll take ‘em to them.’

The pastor was silent for a moment. ‘How much do you want for those birds, son?’

‘Huh?? !!! Why, you don’t want them birds, mister. They’re just plain old field birds. They don’t sing. They ain’t even pretty!’

‘How much?’ the pastor asked again.

The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, ‘$10?’

The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy’s hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.

The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.

One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. ‘Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn’t resist. Got ‘em all!’

‘What are you going to do with them?’ Jesus asked.

Satan replied, ‘Oh, I’m gonna have fun! I’m gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I’m gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I’m really gonna have fun!’

‘And what will you do when you get done with them?’ Jesus asked. ‘Oh, I’ll kill ‘em,’ Satan glared proudly. ‘How much do you want for them?’ Jesus asked

‘Oh, you don’t want those people. They ain’t no good. Why, you’ll take them and they’ll just hate you. They’ll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don’t want those people!!’

‘How much?’ He asked again.

Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, ‘All your blood, tears and your life.’

Jesus said, ‘DONE!’

Then He paid the price.

The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.

Notes: Isn’t it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world’s going to hell.

Isn’t it funny how someone can say ‘I believe in God’ but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also ‘believes’ in God).



Hope everyone’s heart was moved by this message.

Be blessed and have a nice day…

hnd q alam qng dpat b qng maexcte.. :(

i just have to take the risk..  haiszt..

its been a long day for me.. as always..but i cant do anything..i’m trying to figure out whats wrong with me..but lately i relized that, is it me who has a problem, or they, who dont know how to understand me..

:(

haiszt..just missing someone..