Monday, March 30, 2009
The phone looks and works like an ordinary phone, but it has the capability to record every call made on the phone without the user user knowing it. It can also record ambient sound such as funny noise or conversations near the phone, so amazingly enough, you can be given more clues as to who or what is around the environment of the person harassing you. The recording will start when ambient sound volume is above the threshold level set by user. The ambient sound can be recorded even when the phone is in use or not in use. And once the recording starts, the user will get notified immediately by email, text message, or phone call based on user’s setting. And take note, while the recording is going on, the user can listen in by either picking up the notification phone call and eavesdropping right away, or calling the local access number from any phone. In addition to eavesdropping in real time, the user can log in to hear all the prior recording sessions through browser. Amazing huh? The service uses state of the art technologies to keep user’s recordings and personal information safe. The said calls and recordings are encrypted before it is transmitted over the Internet, and is monitored 24x7 to make sure the service is always up and running and user’s data is secure at all time.
Woohoo... I really love this gadget... I think this is very useful in my case right now...lol... Thank God for PHONE 007....
By the way, below is a photo of Mangee, me and Lara... after the Pinning Ceremony...
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
It is good to know that their legacy will go on with the children and the grand children... the new generation of Viatings and Puritas....
Thank you Lord for such blessing...
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
I guess that's why we always click...hehehe... Cheers my friend...
She is already done with driving lessons here in the Philippines, but she has to learn to drive again in Australia. Hmmm... What's the difference then? Hehehe, probably the roads??? Kidding, kidding--- lol... Anyway, my cousin said she is excited to know the results, and what her husband is trying to get her after she gets her Australian driver's license... I could only imagine what it is... lol... Go Izza... Go!!!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
More posts about my grandma tomorrow... GOODNIGHT EVERYONE...
Here are the other pics...
These two were taken during the PINNING CEREMONY...
And of course, a pose with Sir Vong, Jean and Madam Bonane...
Friday, March 20, 2009
I stand from where I stumbled...
and walked from where I stood...
Thats how life smiles at me now...
Like a phoenix rising, I shall overcome...
BEING A MOTHER
After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.. She said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you.'
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.. 'What's wrong, are you well,' she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. 'I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,' I responded 'just the two of us.' She thought about it for a moment, and then said, 'I would like that very much.'
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said, as she got into the car. 'They can't wait to hear about our meeting.'
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favour, I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me
invite you.' I agreed.
'How was your dinner date?' asked my wife when I got home. 'Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered.
A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for
me. 'I love you, son'
At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I love YOU' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till some 'other' time.
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby.... somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, 'normal' is history..
Somebody said you can't love the second child as much as you love the first... somebody doesn't have two or more children.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery....somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten... or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
Somebody said a Mother can stop worrying after her child gets married... somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home... somebody never had grandchildren..
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her... somebody isn't a mother.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Hmmm... why am I in recall mode again? Well, it's because I saw fine cutlery at www.arthurprice.com. Seeing them reminds me of how much fun we had during my days as a trainer at CPDC... Such an experience I will treasure for the rest of my life... I really enjoyed it. Traveling, talking, teaching, more talks, lol... and being in front of my students... I guess I am really cut for that job... Because I miss it so much...
I am not able to leave a comment in that specific blog so, lemme just post it here...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
International Order of DeMolay!
I thank the people who are around me, especially my Aunt Irma, for always reminding me that I am beautiful despite what have happened, and for being ever supportive. And now, I am coming out again. I remember, after the pregnancy I hit rock bottom. It was like I was there but I wasn't.. Like I am alive but part of me is dead... Like, I willed to survive but deep down I knew I was drowning... I needed a way out but everywhere I went, I was locked in... Swimming the currents proved to be difficult...
MOGCHS gave me the chance to set foot on a different world, different it may seem, but familiar... The challenges keep me awake and make me want to swim in the vast ocean again... this time, I know where I am going.... It isn't about me being a single mom here. It is about me being a teacher, and I strive to be good at it, which evidently flows naturally, hahaha... Anyway, the doors are now open for me, and Zarelle will eventually have what she deserves... By the will of God, this is it... I hope...
Tomorrow, I am turning a year older... The signs are everywhere... I thank God for this new life...new beginning... new hope...
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
One day, a classmate, Madelaine Tiro, who was working at Dunkin Donuts at that time, told me that Tisha died. I thought she was joking but eventually I realized she was not. She gave me directions and the schedule of Tisha's interment and everything else... So the next day, after my final exam, I went straight to Bukidnon. Unfortunately, I was not able to see anything. Not a trace... When I got down bus, Matet met me and she said it was done. Everybody went home already... So I asked her why no one informed me. And she said she did not know that I did not know... I went straight to Ella's and asked her to accompany me to the cemetery... And there before me was a wreath that had a ribbon that said "Condolence to the family of the late Tisha Faye Permalan"... and that's the only time I felt I have lost my friend... who I have not seen for such a very long time.
My mind was full of questions at that time. Questions that even until today are not answered. Tish was my backbone. The anchor when I felt my world shake, my avid fan when I joined singing competitions, and my pseudo-mother, when I feel my mom and I are not okay... I always cry my heart out when I feel down and she always finds ways to comfort me...I saw her as someone stronger, yet, how come she committed suicide? There were so many times I thought she was okay, but then again, she was not... I miss her terribly. But my heart knows that somehow, someday, we will meet again... and we'll have pizza and root beer...
Dearest, Happy birthday. I always remember your smile.. and your laughter... and your twinkling eyes... Haay naku Twinkle (her nickname is Twinkle), not having seen the last days of your life keeps my memory of you fresh as the day you first introduced yourself in class, with all the smiles, and when you sat down, you asked me for my name... and then we became friends and talking and laughing buddies... Do you know that Mr. Sumalpong is now a lawyer? Ahahaha... I know that you know that by now... You are a great lady, do you know that? I love you, wherever you are, and I will forever cherish our friendship...
Letting go of the old place is really difficult, but I think it will help much financially. So too, since daddy was never able to visit the orange house, then we will be starting fresh, Lili and I. At least there, there won't be much to remember about daddy's visits. Therefore, there would be nothing to talk about. End of story.
I just want all the bad things erased. Or simply put, forgotten! It will be over soon. As they say, endings are beginnings of beautiful things... And as I promised Zarelle, daddy and daddy's family may not be welcoming, but a new daddy will be, so with his family. In the mean time, she is secure in the thought that the people who loves her can not be counted by just counting her fingers in her two hands... The people who loves her are more than how much she can count... And that is my family, the entire Aguilar and Mordeno Clans... So I was thinking, perhaps it's best that we drop her last name after the case is done.. What for? What's the point of bringing the family name of the family who from the start never cared for her??? What the hell for??? Someday, when my daughter's achievements take her places and build her her name, I do not want to imagine that all glory and honor will be given to the family who never even wanted my Zarelle to have a decent life and a good education... Why on earth was the birth certificate signed when the person who signed it did not even want to share in the responsibility, right?
Whew... I am not angry... in fact, none of all emotions are present now... I am calm and I don't give a damn about the people on the other side anymore. What they think and what they will do won't matter anymore. I am already numb from all the shame and pain they have caused me and my daughter. I just want this over with with... Just like Honeysweet Learning Center, our lives will soon be parked at the right space... No more obstructions and no more extra fees... I have paid my dues more than how much they are worth... This time, I just want what's necessary. Similar to flying an air balloon, if I want to soar higher, I just have to drop excess baggage... because soaring higher is not just for myself, rather, it is for my Zarelle's future... That is the part that the people on the other side do not really understand...
Not understanding things lead to cruel generalizations, and uncalled for reactions... Sometimes, the hurt and the insults go so deep, that even apologies could not do anything to change things....Consequently, adding up to the unwavering chaos are other people's selfish motives that prevent others to think for themselves, as they are dictated by other people's shallow interpretations and disguised intentions. Like what I said in my previous post, none of this could have happened if people were nicer and kinder to others.
I need not think about this anymore... As my friend Ninin once said, "sa umaabot nga panahon, makita ra nato ang linug-dangan aning tanan"... (Someday, we will all see everything clearly...)
Here's another one from Tita Mila. I thank God for giving her to me. She is a wonderful friend and Tita, who never fails to share words of inspiration... The title is DON'T GIVE UP...
One day I decided to quit...
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
'God', I asked, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?'
His answer surprised me...
'Look around', He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?'
'Yes', I replied.
'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light.
I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
Its brilliant green covered the floor.
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
'In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would
not quit.' He said.
'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared
to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. .But just 6
months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'
He asked me. 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots'.
'I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you.'
'Don't compare yourself to others.'
'The bamboo had adifferent Purpose than the fern.
Yet they both make the forest beautiful.'
'Your time will come', God said to me.
'You will rise high'
'How high should I rise?'
'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return...
'As high as it can?' I questioned.
'Yes.' He said, 'Give me glory by rising as high as you can.'
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up.
For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is,
tell the problem how Great the Lord is!
And since my parents were married on the day of my mother's birthday, they are celebrating their 34th wedding anniversary today too.
The photo was taken two years ago when we greeted them at exactly 12:01 midnight this same day...
The five of us (Me, Sweetie, Honey, Playboy and River) are lucky to have parents like them. My father, the ever hard working padre de pamilya, and my mother, the ever loyal and thrifty, budget conscious mom who never fails us in all our needs... I pray that we be given more time to spend with them...
To Nanay Lorie and Tatay Dennis, we love you both.
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go -round?
Or listened to
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time To call and say, 'Hi'
You'd better slow down.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
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We are always told that our credit history will stick with us forever, or, needless to say, will take years to clean up. Most people will tell us that it will take years to fix credit, so forever we will suffer the cost--- embarrassment, low self esteem associated with our financial dilemma and many other ill feelings... But hey, now we can break free from all these... Don't you think so?
At www.repairyourbadcredit.com, we are assured that we can start anew, with a clean sheet. Just like being reborn in the financial arena. There is no risk really. So what are you waiting for? Visit their site today....
Seems that everyday we take the ride going to the city and back, as the jeepney would pass by the river and she sees houses by the river banks, gave her an idea that living near the river is exciting. She said she wants us to live near the river so she can see fishes everyday... hmm... As if she is not contented with the fishes we have at the yellow house... but then again, I think she is referring to a different kind of fish...
Monday, March 16, 2009
There were times however that the pain could go unbearably to the point that fisting is so hard to do, as the spasm and the gnawing pain is really so much to take. Luckily, my grandfather, Lolo Ninong, who was still alive at that time is a herbalist. He would let us drink tea, one which he himself prepared, and allows for us to relax. He then would get hold of both hands, the left and the right.. and apply massage techniques while continuously applying a concoction he prepared composed of coconut oil and alcohol with all the other herbs he mixed. And then the swelling would go away and relaxation follows. Now that Lolo Ninong is gone, and his concoctions already empty, my sister and I still apply massage techniques but find it difficult to do so until we discovered Reflexology. Hey, it's not so bad. It helps really...and you can actually apply self massage for your hands and feet.
I am not taking any medication as I do not believe in medication. I believe in herbal medicine though. (I only take medicine when I have no choioce but to take it. )Much more with natural and spiritual healing. But maybe, if I were differently motivated, I would be taking medications for my RA, such as Celebrex, Prednisone, D-MARDS (Plaquenil, Arava, MTX, azulfidine), Humira, Enbrel, Orencia or Remicade. The only medicine I have taken in relation to RA is a pain reliever, but that was when I did not have time to do self massage. The time I was in a hurry, that thinking about the pain was a hindrance to what I was trying to finish at that time--- my thesis. And because I was busy, I did not have time to react to the pain nor complain about it. I knew it was there. That it came, but a dose of the pain reliever and I was done with acknowledging the pain. It was psychological at that instant, so I simply ignored the pain and went on with my usual activity. When I was done, that's when I realized the pain never left. Whew.. darn pain relievers did not work... ahahaha...
Hmmm, perhaps my way of combating RA is rather unique. I do not wish to compete with medical or drug companies, but perhaps people suffering from RA should try herbal medication and natural/spiritual healing. If I should invite people, like making my own commercial, I would say.."RA, Think of it more, the more it will stay! Healing RA is all a matter of choice. Choose wellness, choose herbal medicine, choose Power of the mind--- All these help most in healing"
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I will add pictures as soon as I can. There is something wrong with my PC. It is not allowing me to upload pictures to blogger. Will upload them to friendster and get the codes from there... Do visit back and see pictures soon...
Saturday, March 14, 2009
I remember before, I always told Aunt Irma that if I get pregnant, I would like my daughter to look like PINKY, my cousin, Aunt Irma's daughter, who is a complete copy of her when she was her age... In other words, utterly gorgeous... Of course, Lili has the Abrogueña genes, the Aguilar's, as well as the Dela Torre's... so that explains why my daughter is always said to look like a daughter of a "foreigner"... Hehehe... I always get asked about her Dad's nationality... If only these people would see that he is very PINOY... lol...
Well, that does not really matter now anyway.. People, even if they ask about her dad, will never see her dad anymore... that's for sure...
Friday, March 13, 2009
This is where we teachers need to come in.. So far, my topics in Values are somehow doing a little to get the change going.. I hope I will leave these kids with a sense of purpose and awareness of what they are capable of... I always point out to them that their possibilities are endless... That anything is possible with hard work and determination, we will all succeed...
The class was a bit serious... then when a gay student of mine came to the front with his poster for the show and tell, I was really amazed at what he said. He told the class, "I want to be a girl. That's my ultimate dream. When I graduate and earn my own money, I will fulfill this dream."
Hey... Anything is possible... and all of us are entitled to dream... So Dins... goodluck...
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and
laugh when they are nervous.
They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a new marriage.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up for injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without new shoes so their children can have them.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They have sorrow at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They love unconditionally. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all SIZES, in all colors and shapes. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what makes the world spin!
Women do more than just give birth. They bring joy and hope.
They give compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have a lot to say and a lot to give.
I got this from Umma's blogsite, Spices of Life... A very nice poem...fully defines us, Women... thanks dear Umma for sharing...actually I grabbed this because I feel all women need to know this... And Umma's site offers more, so visit her site too...
No matter how we've been hurt by d people we love, LOVE THEM ANYWAY..
No matter how our prayers seem unanswered, PRAY THEM ANYWAY.. and GOD will find the way!!!
Oh my goodness... Alvin is in love??? You bet he is... So this double life has a purpose then, and the chat room is very dear to him. I asked him why of all chat rooms he preferred that at www.punkchatcity.com, and he told us that of all chat rooms he has visited, it is only there that he felt complete acceptance. But I insisted that he is lying to them about being a punk...and that he should tell them the truth...oops, the BIG MOUTHED Eleanor spoke again... His answer??? "My dear, that's because I am a punk!"... I was dumbfounded. Well, maybe he is. Maybe the clean cut butcher is his secret life after all,..lol... Anyway, if my friend found a very nice thing there, then it must really be a good place online.. So why don't we all join him there... it is free to sign up..wink wink...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Pana-panahon ang pagkakataon
Maibabalik ba ang kahapon?
Natatandaan mo pa ba
Nang tayong dal’wa ang unang nagkita?
Panahon ng kamusmusan
Sa piling ng mga bulaklak at halaman
Doon tayong nagsimulang
Mangarap at tumula
Natatandaan mo pa ba
Inukit kong puso sa punong mangga
At ang inalay kong gumamela
Magkahawak-kamay sa dalampasigan
Malayang tulad ng mga ibon
Ang gunita ng ating kahapon
Ang mga puno’t halaman
Ay kabiyak ng ating gunita
Sa paglipas ng panahon
Bakit kailangan ding lumisan?
Ngayon ikaw ay nagbalik
At tulad ko rin ang iyong pananabik
Makita ang dating kanlungan
Tahanan ng ating tula at pangarap
Ngayon ay naglaho na
Saan hahanapin pa?
Lumilipas ang panahon
Kabiyak ng ating gunita
Ang mga puno’t halaman
Bakit kailangang lumisan?
[Repeat Refrain 2]
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Please do not base your judgment by merely getting the other person's explanation to the letter... and do not always believe what the other person is showing you as proof... for all you know, they are tailored to fit the other person's rationalization of the matter, hiding his flaws, thereby making the audience a captive listener in his truth... making him look innocent and the underdog...
when this circus is done, I will upload copies of the documents presented in this blog--- they shall be the light that will shine upon all these... my saving grace...
For now, I am doing what I think is best for Lili...
God bless you deary...
Isn't that exciting?
Oh my good ness, if I get to win that beauty, I will be the luckiest woman alive. Just look at that! It is so far the most beautiful thing I have ever seen…
Hmmm… Dear God, please whisper to Ben’s ears that Eleanor here is waiting for that prize for herself…pretty please?????
Oh, and in case Ben hears your whisper, I promise to be the most obedient girl in the whole wide world…Amen…
As for Ben Lord, give him his heart’s desire… double his wealth so he can also double the chance for everyone to win… Are you seeing two Macbook Air in your heads now guys??? Well, that would really be very nice… to have two Macbooks for the taking… err… One for me and another for you… hahaha…
So let's all join so we can win...