Here and there...Birds of a feather... Sep 15, 2005 6:41 pm Mood: amused, 321 Views Moving from one site to another ,not for an elusive partner but for an interactive discussions from people with ideas and experiences shared to read upon. I appreciate the responses from what I have posted and Im so thankful for everyone . At the other site AFF, The famous bloggers would greet you with their comments same as here in FFF.Maybe for the reason, that welcoming an addition to the increasing tribe satisfies the same of its kind. Wide range of topics from culinary ,childhood experiences,poetry,songs,memories of love, antagonizing point of view etc. I should say a complete array just like a big book of short missive and tales. So more power to you Blog makers ...God bless us all! 8 Comments

Dr. Mahathir Mohhamad...on Democratic Policy Sep 9, 2005 6:57 pm Mood: impressed, 395 Views On his one on one interview with Loren Legarda( a former senator and a protesting Vice-Pres. candidate) on her show "Real Stories", Dr. Mahathir, humbly share his experiences on how he manage to put Malaysia as one of the booming country within the East Asian Region. At the middle part of the interview,the former Prime Minister discussed his views on democratic policy ,principles and its implementation towards his constituents, supporters, and non supporters alike. His view point regarding, street demonstrations, and its negative effect on economic prosper drew my attention most.A simple fact that this is our main concern now here in our country, listening to every words keenly and comparing the maximum tolerance policy being put into practice here in our country, Its much different from them. Dr. Mahathir had mention that in Kuala Lumpur, equality expressions like street protest can only be held once and for all. The reason that with continuous excercise, the effect of the small hand rallies and protest would paralyze day to day market,and by quick response of supressing it, will allow and give more stability options for the majority of the state. Here in our country,it's the opposite, especially now that our President is being accused of electoral fraud and the opposition party on a coalition is pushing her down to resign, now that congress trashed the impeachment proceedings. This political turmoil had inflicted a big blow to the pursuance of unification. Concealed effort of some to grab power and the oppurtunity to be on executive office is obvious.Thus disregarding the prime concern that is the sogging economy and the hopeless case of people in poverty. Rallies here and there,street protest,endless debates on Congress,pending motion of E-VAT tax measures, Surely Dr. Mahathir had his observations and figuratively qouted that there are countries that can't have his fill on his government. The practice of antagonizing and putting a contest on every governing body at seat,no satisfaction at all. Dr. Mahathir, with his nationalistic idealogy had a say on this ,When asked for a prescriptive point regarding the situations facing the Philippine Govt. He simply noted out that He can't give a prescription for the issye,but rather share an encouraging point and emphasis on the plight of the people as priority and concern. A call for Unity, more of nationalistic issues and not on self motive and interest of political power struggle. In fact this was my first time to hear him ,I salute the former Prime Minister, for what he had accomplished for his country and resting an envious feeling within me of how this leader benovolently understands on what has to be done on his peers and how to lead his nation. Sad to say that it is the same democratic practice over and over again, a perpetual procedures of discontentment. Still " I love My Country For Its the Only One I've Got"...God Bless Us All! 4 Comments

Raindrops... Surge of water...Childhood Sweetheart. Sep 3, 2005 8:41 pm Mood: infatuated, 332 Views Yesterday it was raining hard, and every drop of rain reminds me of my boyhood days . One of my nieces ask me to bathe on the pouring rain, and to think that I haven't had that for such a long time,took off my T-shirt and run it off towards the down spout. With my dog Mucci on tag, we run towards the neighboring premises and like a little child ,staring up and letting the rain falls off my face. Every surge of rainwater tingles my spine, a shivering rush of childhood innocence holds on, longing and silence besets me. It was a memory of a young beautiful girl, my childhood sweetheart and my constant company every time the rainy season falls. How can I forget that day ,I asked her mother for her permission to bathe in the rain with us playmates,A couple of distant relatives, buddies and girls from the block. The usual tag along play ,water dosing,and the hide and seek under the big mango tree. Hide and seek works on my favor most of our playful times under the monsoon rains?.. Well I used to tell her that she must be on my side no matter what...she would never opposed that for I know the reasons behind...when I read about the personal questions she had answered on my "Ate's" slum book. The seeker counts begin ,on a slow count till Ten ...holding her hand ...we rushed towards the Banana trees behind the Chicken pens. Soaked and in cold ,we squeezed together and reminded her, that once the seeker passed by our hiding place we would rush to the mango tree as quick as possible. Chin shakes up, blackened lips,and those big eyes, can't help myself on liking her much. Almost all had been "it" and found except for us two,because we simply don't want to race it along for the mango tree, just to have each one on the otherside I guess.Asked her not ,and she nods for a yes...willing to stay. Then without hesitations I asked her for a kiss,and she just closed her eyes and offered her lips to mine.I asked for a second hit and she obliged.Persuading her not to tell any one ,of course. Oh boy!!!my first kiss... I almost jump with joy,held my arms to her shoulders...Until that familiar voice calling her name out...with goosebumps all over me... my first words were; Ang Mommy mo,Labas na bilis"...making sure that her mother would'nt see me, I crawled under the pen with chicken manure all over,till I reached out the otherside.Its stink but with a grin. Heading on the drum filled with rainwaters, I dosed out that adrenalin rush, Comes my best buddy Mike on my side with a wink,and simple signs of teasing gesture. With a sigh of relief and a whisper "that was closed"...ends up the rhytym and joy of playing in the rain. 6 Comments

Misty...(Play Misty for Me) Aug 30, 2005 8:56 am Mood: mellow, 329 Views ...Look At me... ...I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree... ...and I feel like Im clinging to a cloud... ...I can't understand ... I've got Misty... ...Just holding your hand... ...Walk my way... ...And a thousand violins... ...begins to play... ...Or it might be the sound of your hello... ...The music I hear ... ...I've got Misty... ...The moment you're near... ...You can say that your leading me on... ...But its just what I wanted you to do... ...Dont' you notice ... ...How hopelessly i'm lost... ...That's why I'm following you... ...On my own ... ...Should I wander to this wonderland alone... ...Never knowing my right foot from my left, ...My hands from my glove... ...I'm too Misty and too much in love... ...Im Misty...And too much in love... ...Look ...at...me... 8 Comments

Girls , so much ... and I Agree... Aug 28, 2005 8:14 pm Mood: optimistic, 297 Views A girl on a more higher level is a woman ,on a highest note will be address as a Lady. In this piece, It would be my opinion of what they have in common,and what they shared most once they are group together. Seemingly the same when it comes to brutish opinions such as encounters in their lovelife. Boys prefer not to discussed how delightful he had the last time he went to a date. Even so If he's with the closest of friends. Girls, on a get together, openly elaborate what they do at the smallest details of what she had the other night.Not in general ,but on the highest percentage,they used to adviced their counterparts and help them with the plan,how to execute this and that.Poor guy not aware that it was a part of a coveted plan.Then comes the next day the analysis if it works or not. While boys remained silent as a sign of respect for their loveones .(By the way, some opinions in here were from some of them)*** Girls have the tendency to brag and broadcast hers, like its a price or a crown jewel adornment to her head.No matter what the consequences will be ,she always puts her steady on a test of faithfulness,insinuate a jealous fight for a sweet reconcile,and worst has the tendency to create stories to see if her jealousy trick would work. Boys would be normally proud when someone gazed on his sweet looking girl.While on the otherhand it would be the reverse,Girls think its an insult when a boy looks on the other way even if its only a plain curiousity gestures. Not to be booted out the "I am sick trick",for a much needed attention and baby like pampering. Boys usually fell on this one, aware it is a cue for the "lambingan blues". "May iba ka na siguro",lines that needs a lot of explaining , accuracy reports on tardiness and convincing alibis. It is by natural ,that they are the more jealous type than boys, but being fair,I do believe that girls are honest, and of being faithful most of them are... when already taken. A gracious woman retains honor and an honored man treasured them like precious jewels. Once you see a group of giggling girls...guess thats it...It's a long list ...Maybe later! 4 Comments

Sing a new song...On August days Aug 27, 2005 8:02 pm Mood: intimate, 296 Views Words to share would not be that easy in trying to create a new piece of lyrics and ryhmes... On a busy day...Serenity and calmness on a city life seem so hard to understand. Tuning out so loud on a musical channel as the music fades... Classic country ...mellow music... Solid rock and psychedelic escapades. Morning softness ...feathers touch...Kids at bay watching Looney tunes... Wacky characters on gloomy August weathers and chicken roast for Sunday feast at noon. Sirens of cars would wake a child on a sweet lullabye... Love birds on a cage so flirtatious when they chirp and cry... Rhytyhm droplets of rain by the roof goes stronger... My neighbours laugh and giggle as they monger... Rations of Sampaguita lei blossomly white... Makes my Sunday morning...beautiful and bright. ******************************* [color teal...Glad! I have the TV mass at my bed ... Our Dear God Bless And keep you all this weekend... Especially you!!! My dear one...Sweet days ahead. 2 Comments

Cherrypink,..Black is black..Bluer ! Aug 26, 2005 6:03 pm Mood: mellow, 297 Views Pink....Black... and Blue... three colors that picture ourselves about our experiences on love ,frustrations,and hope.Colors that goes along with our existence and day to day routine. A significant pastel...A mixture of all sorts... A backgound of enlightment...harmony of shades and pigment. All seems Pink when our hearts heighten emotions are taken care of,showered with affections,pampered with sweet nothings and caressed with soft touches of love,also a sign of good health and freshness. A combination of red for blood and white for purity,the shade of this combined color initiate wanting,heat within the innerself,submission of surrender to a consented whim, upliftment of the energy to beget certain feelings and reciprocation, a crazy feeling called ...Love. An exclusive shade that Blends well with Fair skinned ladies and a seductive pigmentation that entices and attracts the male counterparts. Black...this comes when youre drifitng on a shallow pool of frustrations,when you're down and out,when all seem troubled and no one would offer his hand to lift you up.When all seems lost ,cowardice on being alone sets in, and no shades of hope are there to be found. A combination of many colors ,when all mixed up would turn black...Just like a mixture of mixed confusions and hatred,it darkens the shades of light and it's like a long struggle on a tunnel of dim decisions.It symbolizes death,an end to mortality and a never ending sleep. Hope sets in, When the color Blue projects its beam.This color is a vast setting of trust and renewed life ,like the serenity of the sky the depths of the ocean,Blue is a sad feeling to some but a symbol of hope to many. This color Blue when mix with Yellow produces all sorts of Green... Green for life ,vitality,health,abundance,and nature as a whole. When mix with Red ...comes the color purple,indigo, violets which glorifies royalty,Hazy for deepthinking ,and a touch of class with its lilac variety. These featured colors are just some of the ones we used to see everyday. All of this will surely stay through the years until . Your choice of color is a reflection of yourself! Surely ,I like Brown, as my favorite to hang around and stay... Why?...Its because I love Chocolates!!!Good day! 2 Comments

She's not a girl who misses much... Aug 25, 2005 12:26 am Mood: intimate, 336 Views Most of the time I always caught her sneaking in... To see if her crush is hangin by the chatroom. Seems lost at first but once she started coming into the picture shes out of control with giggling emotions and sweet "nope's and yup's" A modern day Cinderella I guess but she's so young at heart and fragile ...She can never been that serious for some relationship due to the fact that ,she hangs always with her "barkadas". Quite understandable at first but in the latter part,She just turn back the tides by simply not answering to your calls or not seemingly misses others... If she's in the best of her mood ,she just 'buzz in that easy on the YM and start the conversation until you give up because of shortage of words and the mere fact that you can't seem to dole out a subject of love that surely will shooo her away like a scalded cat. Now, I am convince that its better to have her around instead of losing her even though you feel that your feeling is not platonic but mutual. Satisfaction of having someone you like to be that close even if its a ploy of hiding a feeling of longings and want. Guess thats the way you handle a certain feeling called "Secret love" *(Once I have a secret love...la la lalalalalala) *(Just I wonder where you are ....lala lala lalaala) 7 Comments

A voice from heaven,... saying ...write... Aug 24, 2005 12:38 am Mood: peaceful, 232 Views And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me ,Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yes,said the Spirit,that they may rest from their labours; And their works do follow them: (Revelation 14:13) To my brother, "EBOY" May the Peace of the Lord Almighty in all its Eternity...Be with You... Rooted and built up in him ,and established in the faith ,as you have been taught,abounding therein with thanksgiving. (COLOSSIANS)2:8 Happy Birthday!!!... Dear brother! Exclusively for you! 0 Comments

I LOVE ??? ...and I love you too... Aug 23, 2005 8:46 pm Mood: amused, 258 Views ...I love little baby ducks...old pick up trucks ...slow movin trains...and...rain! ...I love little country streams...sleep without a dream... ...Sunday schools and maids....and pain... ...And... "I Love You"... Too... ...I love leaves and wind...pictures of my friends ... ...birds of the World ...and squirrels ...I love coffee in a cup...little fuzzy pups... ...old T.V. shows ,....and ...snow... ...And ..."I Love You"... Too... ...I love open honest smiles...kisses from a child... ...tomatoes on a vines... and... Onions ...I love weathers when they cried...losers when they cried... ...music when its good...and lied ... ...And..."I LOVE YOU TOO"... *Tom T. Hall* (Country Gold 2) 0 Comments

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