Matagal ko ng inaasam-asam na sumulat ng panibagong entry, pero everytime na uupo ako sa harap ng aking puter nagiging blanko naman ang isipan ko. Hmmn, dahil kaya ito sa matagal kong paghinto or bunga lang ito ng katamaran. Ay ewan, hindi ko na pinag-iisipan pa ng masinsinan kong ano talaga ang dahilan dahil nakakapagod mag-isip eh.

More than one month na pala kami dito, hindi ko man lang ito napansin. Napakabilis ng takbo ng panahon, parang kailan lang yon noong dumating kami sa Maynila, at parang kailan lang naganap ang EB namin. Ay oo nga pala, I promised to post some pictures na kuha ko. Hehehe, super late na ako I know, but just the same promise is promise. Kaya you may take a look nalang sa naggagandahang pis namin (charing). I think there is no need for me to write kong gaano kasaya ang kita-kitang yon dahil nasulat na ito nila Malen, Amor, Marie at Agnes

Siguradong sasambunutan ako ni Reynz kapag nakita niyang akap ko ang mahal niya sa tuhod na Ambo.

Tingnan niyo ang mga plato namin, ang daming tira noh? Papaano, puro kami busy sa pagpicturing for remembering, ikanga ni Gillian…Foto machen daw.

Ito naman ang mga naggagandahang dilag. Super sweet ang mga hot babes na ito at ang sasayang kausap hat hang vavait pa kamo. I am so glad I met them! Ngayon, hindi lang sa internet ang friendship namin kundi talagang sa real life na.

Pauwi na kami nang kinuha ang pic na ito. Look at me kong saan ako naupo…hehehe, medyo nagpalakas lang akesh sa manager ng Reb Box for future visit vaga.

A closer look ;)

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Intro:
THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR WARM NEW YEAR WISHES. HERE’S WISHING YOU HAPPINESS AND JOY IN THE DAYS AHEAD! AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!!!

Ola amigas y amigos, Feliz Año Nuevo tardía! Cómo es usted or kumustamos ginamos o bagoong con pinitpit na bawang. Pagpasensiyahan niyo si lola niyo’t medyo hilo pa galing sa biyahe. Haay, I wanted to write an update since yesterday. I know there was more I wanted to write, but my mind just went blank (kuno). I think highland air is toxic for my “brain” kaya no wonder lalo akong na windang. So I’ll just write nalang whatever comes out of my mind and fingertips, hokay?

Before we left last Dec. 27, I planned to write something short about our vacation para at least hindi kayo magtaka kong bakit tahimik dito sa bahay ko. Unfortunately, naubos ang time ko sa pag-impake ng aming mga gamit kaya hindi ko na ito nakuhang gawin. Hindi niyo lang alam na kapag si lola niyo ang bumabiyahe…halos buong gamit ang bitbit. Kaya laging inaabot ng siyam-siyam sa kakapili, kakaisip, kakatingin, kakacheck at kakapalit nang di niya type dalhin. In short, sa sobrang kaartehan…siya ay natabunan ng mga abobot na sa bandang huli ay di rin naman pala nagagamit.

Well anyway, let me tell you where we’ve been. The diva of all divas Jing invited us to spend a few days at their vacation home in Ronzone, Italy.

Muntik pa kamong hindi matuloy dahil halos lahat kami dito ay tinamaan ng linshyak na flu. Sa tulong ng antibiotic at kong anek-anek pang gamot na aming nilunok, medyo bumuti ang aming pakiramdan. Medyo bingi nga lang ako at si Papa G. naman ay ngungo at kahol ng kahol the whole time. Can you imagine how it was while we were on our way to South Tyrol? Let me give you a sample scenario, like fafa G. asked me something. Papa G: Tinawagan mo ba sila ni Jing na on the way na tayo (ubo ubo ubo)? Sagot ko: Ano kamo ang sabi mooo? Inulit niya ang tanong niya pero pasigaw na: Sinabi kong blah blah blah! Sabi ko naman: Ay aba, huwag mo akong sigawan dahil hindi ako bingi noh! Sagot naman niya: Di ba’t sabi mo hindi ka ngayon (ubo ubo ubo ubo) masyodong nakakarinig? Me: Oo nga pero sobrang lakas naman sigaw mo…parang bulyaw ang dating. Papa G: Asus, bingi na sensitibo pa. (more…)

A mother’s child is every breath that she takes,
walking hand in hand, they are every step that she makes.

And as their steps will grow to strides,
still a child, in mother’s eyes.

Every ache and pain they shall feel,
mother will share and with love she will kneel.

She will pray to God to take care of her child,
to protect and guide them through every mile.

Her child is the very core of her soul,
from baby in arms to an adult they will grow.

For to a mother, her child will stay,
the precious infant she held that day.

by Mom

My daughter KC is a thirteen years old girl, who is so boyish. When one “compares” her to other cross culture youngsters (I mean Filipina-German offsprings) here, one would say she’s different because she doesn’t look girly at all with all those bling-blings and other fancy things. KC is not really a loner but she prefers to stay home and study or practice some soccer kicking techniques instead of hanging out with her friends/classmates. When I buy her a dress, you bet she’ll only wear it once and then dump/hide it later somewhere in the rearmost part of her closet. She’d rather wear wide t-shirts with jeans along with her favourite cappy. Other kids at her age, already have a boyfriend or let say they already know how to flirt. These girls do wear make-up and are fashion victims. I however has nothing against to that and besides, it is none of my business. And on the other hand, it is part of their growing process and kids grow up in invidual manner or ways. I came to mentioned this part because the mothers of these kids has no restraint to creticize the appearance of my daughter, and folks take note, they say it directly to my child when I am not beside her. It is not seldom that KC came to me crying. It hurt me as well but I can’t do anythingelse than to give her comfort. I think if people could just stop judging people by their looks, if they will try to look at the inside of a person instead, I am sure they would see something beautiful. For after all TRUE beauty lays in the inside. Isn’t it?

Well anyways, so much about that. I actually wanted to tell the world that the boyish girl whom people looked down is a gifted one. When KC was three, she already played soccer like adult. Now, she is a member of “LFSM Mädchen Fussball Mannschaft”. I don’t know the exact translation of this in english but it simply means that she became an official member of the girls soccer team. I may sound bragging, but tell you what? Their team is the best in NRW region. Last week (while I was playing teacher), she received a gold medal for individual performance.

KC’s talent is not only in sport but also in drawing. Her works got awards thus their school director told us to send her to the University of Art later when she finished Gymnasium (she’s on the 8th grade now).

That’s all well and good but KC has a very different aspiration. Her dream is to study medicine - specializing in pediatrics, because according to her…she wants to go with us when we retire in the Philippines. She said she will work there and help less fortunate children in Davao on her free time. I know that KC is indeed still very young to make such plans. What she has in mind now could change by the time she gets older. It could either become true or not, but what really counts at the moment is her thought of helping the needy children. God bless you my child, möge deine Träume wahr werden…

My studies has finally ended last Wednesday, 4th of July. But my inner clock is obviously not yet adjusted because the next day, I was roused from a deep sleep and was terribly shock as I saw the clock. It was already 9:00 A.M in the morning and I was so frightened because I thought I was late. My first thought was to call the registrar’s office, on my way to get the phone, I suddenly realized that I have no more classes. Oh what a relief!

Few weeks before my studies has ended, I was really thinking of taking sometime to relax. But nope, there is absolutely no time to slow down my pace at the moment. There is a new client waiting, then today (I said today because it is now past 2:00 A.M), I have to report to the company where I am supposed to have my office internship. And lastly, I will be heading to Frankfurt Airport on Wednesday to pick up my father and my sister and her family from Orlando. They will be staying here for two weeks and you bet we will be on the road most of the time. We have no difinite plans yet where to go but that can be discussed later. I am not worrying about it because there are so many interesting places here to visit. At the moment, I am only anxious on how far I could get things done. See, I don’t have enough time left ’til my family arrive, and I’m not done cleaning the whole house yet. Oh gush, it seems I no longer know how to get things organized. Or am I simply putting myself under pressure? Oh I don’t know, maybe I’m just too old for a non-stop activities.

The Easter Egg Hunting (Isiningit lang na issue)

Easter Egg Hunting is normally for small kids, pero ang aking binatang anak ay naki-join pa rin sa mga kapatid niya. Tapos kumparahan pa sila ng laman ng basket, takot na baka may nakalamang.

The EB Of Lukrings

The images above are just part of so many, I wanted to add more kaya lang I am afraid na baka magsawa kayo sa katitingin sa mga pagmumukha namin. (more…)