People take in much delight
Not knowing the consequences of their actions
Only to realize they are already putting up a fight
With their make believe judgments and conclusions.
Why is it some people are like that?
Then I answered myself
Maybe because if the world's filled with responsible people
It would be nothing but so flat.
Somehow, somewhere
Random thoughts keep on rushing and playing in my mind
As what my father told me,
"Each kind of people exists to test our existence and it's your choice if you'll persist or resist."
Merely realizing the fact that the good ones are always misunderstood
It always made me look up to Jesus
His struggle was more than mine
And that I should be reminded that in the end it will always be fine.
Yes, I keep on convincing myself
The best is yet to come
This pain won't last.
All things are temporary.
Waves will calm
Peace will reign
And when the time for healing has finally arrived
I'm gonna give them my sincerest applause
For without them,
I would not have made it this far.
Get to know the dreamer :)
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- Frances is an aspiring writer, a lover of life, a Social Worker, takes in delight in life's experiences, a Bipolar Warrior, a loving daughter, a thoughtful sister, a caring friend, a sweet lover and a princess of Christ.
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7/19/2013
I Give To You My Sincerest Applause
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3/13/2013
WARMTH's Fellowship OVERLOAD!
:)
Ready for take off to Simala Shrine!
At McDo Punta Prinsesa.
Ooops! Something happened. One tire slipped away while we were fetching Kuya Sho. Oh no!!!
A midst the delay, we were still able to pose! Smile ladies!
At Naga.
Look at that! We are way too positive! \m/
A pose while waiting for the new transpo to fetch us.
Hungry people! One hour has passed, still waiting. But it's okay. If we have lotssss of food! :D
Finally, we made it to Carcar! Stopped and fetch Aynd. :)
We had lunch at Mang Inasal. Nomnomnom.
Nourished souls.
Group pose! Finally we are ready for the shrine! even though it is super hot, we still managed to smile. :)
Finally, reached our destination. Behave individuals in the house. You know whyyyyy.
We offered our individual prayers.
*notice something in this picture?*
Kuya Sho and Ate April prayed ardently to Mama Mary. :)
Stairway to Mama Mary. :)
A pic with Mama Mary's Grotto. :)
Wishing well. Well, well, well.
And last stop, Theotokos Shrine at Perrelos, Carcar.
Thank you so much, Warmth Family!
It was indeed a suuuuper blessed day with my warmth family. I really missed our bonding and I was so grateful I was able to join in their fellowship. No words can fully describe this day. But sum it all up, it was a day of blessing-thanksgiving-frie ndship-bonding! ♥
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1/11/2013
I Chose My Sister Than My Lover
She held his hand so tight and they both cried. The pang of pain reigning in their hearts is too much to bear. They both know it is both for their own good and that they have to sacrifice.
"Feona, please do always take good care of yourself. We can make this through. You will always be someone dear to me."
"But Carlo, I just can't let you go like this. It's too much. You are someone worth keeping."
"Shhhh. Feona. I know that. We've talk about that a while ago."
Carlo then gave Feona the tightest hug in the world a guy can give and kissed her in the forehead. He knew someday, their paths will cross again. He knew that they deserve far better than the situation they have right now.
Two years ago, Feona's family moved in a small town named Lilaville. There she met an active, bubbly, friendly guy named Carlo. Carlo was very warm to hear. At that time, they were still in their high school years. Feona in her junior year while Carlo is on his senior year. They both enjoyed each other's company not until..
"Feona, I have something to confess to you. Please don't tell anyone about this especially to the guy. Promise?", Shaira, her younger sister of one year whispered to her.
"Hush. I won't. Ate promises. Okay?" She replied.
"Ate, I really like Carlo. He makes me happy and everytime I see him smile, my heart leaps with joy!" Shaira shared with excitement.
Feona didn't know how to react. She knows the very fact that Carlo is attracted to her and is already planning of courting her but her little sister, her concern is she will first experience her heart being broken.
"Shaira, you are still very young for that. Focus on your studies first."
"But Ate, Carlo is my dream guy. He makes me happy without him knowing it."
"Shai, please listen to me. It's now time to sleep and stop thinking about Carlo now, okay?"
Feona was very bothered that night. The thought made her super sad most especially the concern is towards her little sister.
Weeks later...
"Ate! Ate! Where are you? My head aches so bad!" Shaira exclaimed with great pain.
"Shai! I am coming. My goodness. Don't roll on the floor. Here, take my hand. We'll go to the hospital."
They head to the nearest community hospital and Carlo was there to assist them. Both parents were in US and the ones left with them are their relatives which are on vacation.
"Shaira, we will wait for the diagnosis. We will not leave you, okay? Feel better." Carlo stroked her hair and assured her. Shaira painted a little smile in her face upon gazing his presence. Feona knows that Carlo alone would make Shaira feel better and she is happy about it.
"Miss Feona Lopez, I need to talk to you and discuss important matters. Go with me outside." The doctor commanded her to follow her outside the room for instructions.
"Miss Lopez, I am afraid to say that your sister has a brain cancer. It is now on malignant stage. We cannot cater the needs of her sickness, she needs to be brought to the US. We have contacted your parents already and they feel so sorry. They are now processing your trip to US for medical treatment and probably, you might live there. So here, your mother gave me this number. Call her ASAP."
Feona was dead shocked by what she has just heard. She couldn't believe each word the doctor is saying. She felt as if the happenings were way too fast and she could not grasp the idea of living forever in US. She wants to cry yet she has to remain strong for Shaira. She feels sorry for their situation.
"Shaira, Mom gave this number to the doctor. We have to call her. And Shai, don't be shocked. We will be leaving for US ASAP. The hospital in our country cannot cater your needs. We need to seek the doctors help in the US. Stay strong Shai. I love you!"
Feona hugged her sister so tight and kissed her left hand. She doesn't know how to act okay in front of her and most especially to Carlo. He was very disappointed and sad. He was shocked and his eyes were melancholic.
After one week, they finally had their tickets for US..
"Carlo, please let us not make this hard. I love you but I love my sister more."
"But Feona, she will understand. She knows right from the start I just treat her like a little sister."
What they didn't know is that Shaira was behind them watching them cry and expressing each other's sentiments. Shaira was crying deeply inside that to the point that she could no longer contain it and suddenly, her head ached again, she fainted and collapsed.
"Shaaaaaaira! Oh Lord, please. I am so sorry. Carlo, help me. She is bleeding!"
Carlo then called the ambulance and brought Shaira to the hospital. She was bleeding massively and is also emotionally drained. The doctor said her condition is getting ill. She needs to feel being loved and taken cared of by that one person she adores in order for her to have strength and the answer for that is---Carlo.
"Feona, I just can't do it. It's way too hard to fake my feelings. I love you so much Shaira and I will marry you."
"Carlo, I know this is very painful but this will prolong my sister's life. Help me please. I am begging you."
One week after, the three of them went to US. After two weeks, Shaira and Carlo got married. Shaira's condition got better and better and Feona was happy about it but deep inside very sad. Every night, she cries herself out and asks God why He didn't give Carlo for him. Not until one day...
(TO BE CONTINUED)
"Feona, please do always take good care of yourself. We can make this through. You will always be someone dear to me."
"But Carlo, I just can't let you go like this. It's too much. You are someone worth keeping."
"Shhhh. Feona. I know that. We've talk about that a while ago."
Carlo then gave Feona the tightest hug in the world a guy can give and kissed her in the forehead. He knew someday, their paths will cross again. He knew that they deserve far better than the situation they have right now.
Two years ago, Feona's family moved in a small town named Lilaville. There she met an active, bubbly, friendly guy named Carlo. Carlo was very warm to hear. At that time, they were still in their high school years. Feona in her junior year while Carlo is on his senior year. They both enjoyed each other's company not until..
"Feona, I have something to confess to you. Please don't tell anyone about this especially to the guy. Promise?", Shaira, her younger sister of one year whispered to her.
"Hush. I won't. Ate promises. Okay?" She replied.
"Ate, I really like Carlo. He makes me happy and everytime I see him smile, my heart leaps with joy!" Shaira shared with excitement.
Feona didn't know how to react. She knows the very fact that Carlo is attracted to her and is already planning of courting her but her little sister, her concern is she will first experience her heart being broken.
"Shaira, you are still very young for that. Focus on your studies first."
"But Ate, Carlo is my dream guy. He makes me happy without him knowing it."
"Shai, please listen to me. It's now time to sleep and stop thinking about Carlo now, okay?"
Feona was very bothered that night. The thought made her super sad most especially the concern is towards her little sister.
Weeks later...
"Ate! Ate! Where are you? My head aches so bad!" Shaira exclaimed with great pain.
"Shai! I am coming. My goodness. Don't roll on the floor. Here, take my hand. We'll go to the hospital."
They head to the nearest community hospital and Carlo was there to assist them. Both parents were in US and the ones left with them are their relatives which are on vacation.
"Shaira, we will wait for the diagnosis. We will not leave you, okay? Feel better." Carlo stroked her hair and assured her. Shaira painted a little smile in her face upon gazing his presence. Feona knows that Carlo alone would make Shaira feel better and she is happy about it.
"Miss Feona Lopez, I need to talk to you and discuss important matters. Go with me outside." The doctor commanded her to follow her outside the room for instructions.
"Miss Lopez, I am afraid to say that your sister has a brain cancer. It is now on malignant stage. We cannot cater the needs of her sickness, she needs to be brought to the US. We have contacted your parents already and they feel so sorry. They are now processing your trip to US for medical treatment and probably, you might live there. So here, your mother gave me this number. Call her ASAP."
Feona was dead shocked by what she has just heard. She couldn't believe each word the doctor is saying. She felt as if the happenings were way too fast and she could not grasp the idea of living forever in US. She wants to cry yet she has to remain strong for Shaira. She feels sorry for their situation.
"Shaira, Mom gave this number to the doctor. We have to call her. And Shai, don't be shocked. We will be leaving for US ASAP. The hospital in our country cannot cater your needs. We need to seek the doctors help in the US. Stay strong Shai. I love you!"
Feona hugged her sister so tight and kissed her left hand. She doesn't know how to act okay in front of her and most especially to Carlo. He was very disappointed and sad. He was shocked and his eyes were melancholic.
After one week, they finally had their tickets for US..
"Carlo, please let us not make this hard. I love you but I love my sister more."
"But Feona, she will understand. She knows right from the start I just treat her like a little sister."
What they didn't know is that Shaira was behind them watching them cry and expressing each other's sentiments. Shaira was crying deeply inside that to the point that she could no longer contain it and suddenly, her head ached again, she fainted and collapsed.
"Shaaaaaaira! Oh Lord, please. I am so sorry. Carlo, help me. She is bleeding!"
Carlo then called the ambulance and brought Shaira to the hospital. She was bleeding massively and is also emotionally drained. The doctor said her condition is getting ill. She needs to feel being loved and taken cared of by that one person she adores in order for her to have strength and the answer for that is---Carlo.
"Feona, I just can't do it. It's way too hard to fake my feelings. I love you so much Shaira and I will marry you."
"Carlo, I know this is very painful but this will prolong my sister's life. Help me please. I am begging you."
One week after, the three of them went to US. After two weeks, Shaira and Carlo got married. Shaira's condition got better and better and Feona was happy about it but deep inside very sad. Every night, she cries herself out and asks God why He didn't give Carlo for him. Not until one day...
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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1/09/2013
People Being Unfair
Applying what I have learned in Com 101. :D
I grew up hearing people say, "The world will never be fair" and unconsciously, I have attracted the idea in my mind. My childhood memories reminded me that, yes, the thought is actually true. However, I had a sudden shift in my beliefs due to my experiences in life.
When you don't like a certain attitude of a person, what would you do? If a friend has offended you, would you frankly tell her/him or, spread the deed to others? I have been a victim of false reports, issues, made up stories (name them all) and, the good news is, until now. Those past experiences I had moved me to change, to use and think of other tactics in dealing with them. Plus, I am also grateful that I have studied Communication 101 when I was still a Mass Comm student. The lessons were practical and applicable in real life scenarios.
Now let's get in touch to the real matter. Ever wonder why am I talking about fairness here? If in case, your guess is that I was/am a victim of injustice, you are absolutely right. I believe that is undeniably unfair for a person not to know when someone that person is treating well is actually spreading evils about him/her. I personally think, if you have a problem with a friend, you must confront him/her before anything else. I adhere to the belief that, if it's not about you, then you don't have the right to spread the issue.
Remember, a simple misunderstanding could ruin everything just because you chose to actually destroy the image of the person to others instead of letting him/her explain his/her side and ask for your apology. Remember, words have the power to bring someone down. Remember, when you truly care for a friend, a single mistake won't make you hate him/her right away. Remember, words can only be forgiven but can never be forgotten.
And I was reminded by Sir Paulo Coelho, "Never explain your side to people. They only love to hear what they want to hear" and "If everyone likes you, there must be something wrong."
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1/08/2013
Oh Barili :3
Barili was great and fun with Dianne, Ingrid and with my Babe! :*
Sweets after we dined at Foodtrip. We visited Dianne's crib and we were offered with lots of sweets. Srsly, I couldn't even finish eating my salad. :o
The owner of ze house! Thanks Dianne for the frank chikas, food and videoke trip! :>
The tour guide when we went to Tilapia Fishing Spot. Caught one fish. So sad. :(
And tadaaaa! Le babe of mine. Hahaha. No more description available. :*
GROUP PHOTO! SMILE :)
Thanks for the day babe! Till next time. Hope you'll finally meet my whole family. SOON!
I love you! :*
01.02.13
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5/22/2012
The Myrtle Experience
It is truly a tough endeavour
once you have invested your trust to a dear friend, a family member or to a
special someone and then, it gets broken. Trust is just like a glass, it is
delicate and fragile. You have to handle it with care because the moment it has
been given to you, you now own certain responsibilities. Trust, a five letter
word is a serious case.
May 22, 2012--I was pissed with our smartbro broadband
because I cannot access to the internet and as I was preparing to sleep, I
checked the time and found out that PBB Teens 4 is still on air. I went to the
sala and tuned in and luckily, my hopes didn't go down. I saw the father of
Yvez in the confession room talking about Yvez and with the way he handled his
matters with girls. I also heard his Dad giving a fatherly advice not just for
his son but for the rest of the teenagers out there. With the kind of
conversation he and Kuya had, I predicted that there must be something wrong
with what Yvez is doing in the house. Certain episodes were presented, there I
saw Yvez and Myrtle, and they were in the sofa. Yvez was asking her if saying I
love you is wrong and she strongly said, yes because one cannot simply tell if
it is already love.
Later on, Kuya talked to Yvez and asked him what the day
today is and if there is something special happening in his life. There you go,
he said it is their monthsary and he wants to sing their song (When I'm With
You) as a monthsary gift. After recalling the song, he made a face palm just
because he remembered that he actually let Myrtle sing that song for him. He
then grabbed his guitar and asked Ryan to cover him. They went to the sala and
asked Myrtle and Mariz to go to the bedroom first so that they can concentrate.
While playing the song, the boys didn't have a clue that the two girls can
actually hear them. Mariz kept on teasing Myrtle about the song, that Yvez must
have prepared a surprise for him and that it is so kilig. Myrtle was carried
away and so they went to the sala and Myrtle hurriedly went near to Yvez. Yvez
then said to her that they must go back to the room because they had just
broken his presentation for his bestfriend. The look of Myrtle's face, one can
really feel how disgusted she is, how disappointed she is. You see, with just a
flash, she discovered how such a guy made her a fool.
She then went back to the room and realized that the song
Yvez just sung was the same song he asked her to sing weeks ago. Wow, that was
fantastic. How could a guy asked a girl he liked inside the house sing the song
which is the theme song of him and his girlfriend? Way too insensitive, right?
Yvez was again asked by Kuya what is the true status between him and Kim.
First, he said they were just bestfriends. Second, he said, they were in a
relationship before because they fell for each other and lastly, when Kuya said
Kim confirmed that Yvez is her boyfriend, Yvez then said that they are really
in a relationship. Bravo, very well said Yvez!
The pieces make sense now. Myrtle then went outside and
talked to the girls. She was crying and blaming herself. She accused herself
being the third party, the man stealer which is so untrue. She recalled on how
guys treated her before that at the end of day, still nothing happens. She even
said that is the very reason why she doesn't like to entertain Yvez in the
first place but because he explained to her that he didn't have any affair
outside the house, she trusted him. Of course, I do understand how she feels.
We can't deny it, Yvez is good looking and charming.
While Yvez was inside the men's bedroom, a voice prompt was
played. Viola! Kim greeted Yvez a happy monthsary. Poor Yvez, he was trying to
apologize Myrtle but then again, another unexpected thing happened. But well,
every action there is a corresponding reaction.
You see guys? Why is it very easy for you to make fun of us,
especially our feelings? Just because you are the ones whose going to chase us
doesn't mean you now have the permission of making us believe in your lies, in
your made up stories. Just because you are guys, and that society dictates that
having lots of girls make you masculine doesn't mean you have to adhere into
it. Just because you have the license of confessing to the girl you like about
your feelings doesn't mean you have to express them drastically without even
making it sure it they are real. Just because you are good looking, talented,
you got that sizzling sex appeal doesn't mean you have to collect all the girls
you like and those girls whom you can victimized too.
I am not only talking to all the guys out there. For us
girls, the experience of Myrtle serves us a big lesson too. We don't have to
undergo what she has undertaken, just reflect upon her experience and you'll see
how hard it is when you are not thinking practically. She was even blaming
herself, and I can really feel her because I have undergone being deceived too.
The sad part is, we were the ones being fooled but then, we ended up feeling
guilty. This is the reality; people will come and hurt us. But it doesn’t end
there. They may have broken our trust. They may have tested our patience. They
may left us in the end. But heads up, smile! The bright side is, they may have
played, hurt, tested and fooled us, but at the end of the day, they injected
lifelong lessons in our hearts and we will become stronger than ever. J
Frances is an aspiring writer, a lover of life, a Social Worker, takes in delight in life's experiences, a Bipolar Warrior, a loving daughter, a thoughtful sister, a caring friend, a sweet lover and a princess of Christ.
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