- Sometimes GOD breaks our spirit to save our soul.
- Sometimes HE breaks our heart to make us whole.
- Sometimes HE sends us pain so we can be stronger.
- Sometimes HE sends us failure so we can be humble.
- Sometimes HE sends us illness so we can take better care of ourselves.
- Sometimes HE takes everything away from us so we can learn the value of everything we have.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
REFLECTIONS...
Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Don't try to grow up too fast...
Youth is like a fresh flower in May.
Age is like a rainbow that follows the storms of life.
Each has its own beauty.
David Polis
Monday, December 19, 2011
Children ...
Children are the most wholesome part of the race, the sweetest, for they are freshest from the hand of God. Whimsical, ingenious, mischievous, they fill the world with joy and good humor. We adults live life of apprehension as to what they think of us; a life of defense against their terrifying energy; a life of hard work to live up to their great expectations. We put them to bed with a sense of relief - and greet them in the morning with delight and anticipation. We envy them the freshness of adventure and the discovery of life. In all these ways, children add to the wonder of being alive. In all these ways, they help to keep us young.
--> Herbert Hoover
Saturday, November 19, 2011
I STILL BELIEVE
By: Coco Jam
We had met in the world of innocence,
Took our path in the different world,
Lied in the same crib of learning,
But ending up with different aspirations.
Life has its way of beginning,
Life has its way of ending,
But love will keep us together,
If only destiny would allow it to be.
Someday I will wish to the stars,
To bring me back to where we’d met.
Wishing and hoping you’re there,
Waiting for me to come along.
Miracle still happens,
For trees still grew and flowers still bloomed.
Rain still falls and sun still rise and fall.
And I know it’s not yet the end…
…if it wasn’t YOU and ME.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
I'm In Love, YES I AM!
Young girl, yes I am. They say I’m immature but I think I’m not.Dependent, yes I am. They say I cannot live alone but I guessed I can.I’m in love, yes I am. They say it’s wrong but I presumed its right.
Loving is always right but what’s wrong is that the person who will receive that love. And up until now, I never imagined myself to be in this situation. I know myself more than what other people think of me. I know myself more than what my family knew me. Yes, I know myself.
With my age, I should know what’s right or wrong but I just can’t identify it now. I need company, I needed someone to talk to but I don’t want to be judged. My friends were all in Manila that’s why I’m all alone now. They were all brutally honest, and I’m afraid to hear that I’m such a stupid person. But yes I am.
There’s a man I loved. I saw everything I wanted in him and I believe he’s the one. And I mean he is. Every day is a treasure of memories as I talked to him. It was perfect having an argument with him during classes. It was perfect seeing his smile shines through my eyes. He was intelligent – one of a kind. He was respectful – I wish he was mine.
Someday I said to myself, he will like me. But it was only yesterday that I found out that he was in love with my much close friend. It hurts at first but that’s life. I can never change his mind. God has awakened me up from this wild dream. It was a nightmare but I will wake up with a smile and thinking nothing happened for he was just my instructor.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Loving You
By: Coco Jam
They say love was complicated,
But that’s the reason why I’m dedicated.
They say love was not appreciated,
But that’s why I’m devoted.
In your eyes I see our journey,
In your smile I see the light,
In your voice I hear my heart beating,
How I wish you were mine.
You were here by my side,
But I don’t feel anything.
You were here by my side,
But you seem too far.
Loving is giving; loving is taking a chance,
Loving is sacrifice; loving is to be hurt.
But no matter what love means,
Loving is the only reason for breathing.
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