I do believe in 2nd chances.
In love… in life… in everything. Who are we to judge a person for the ONE mistake he or she made. Who are we not to forgive? Who are we to think high of ourselves and throw stone?

But do people change? For the good I mean. Do people really deserve 2nd chances? 3rd one till the 4th ones?

Maybe some do and some… next question please

 ”Just give it a try though I’m like chasing rainbows in the sky
I wanna hold you in my dreams and make believe that it’s true
Though I know, I know that it’s impossible to do”

 your Million Miles Away from me – lbu

 Its almost 2AM, Philippine time that is and still very much wide awake.

 My duty was till 9pm but I went off a little bit earlier to attend to a birthday party that I now just realized I wasn’t able to greet the celebrator.  Imagine that!  I am pretty much embarrassed by the thought of it.  My bad, really!  Good Lord what’s happening to me?  What a day or it should be what a week!  Yap! I am not much of myself these past few days.  I am getting more matampuhin and makulit too, as what he says.  Or maybe it is a sign of early menopausal stage? Naah!  I am still young for that.

“Burn out”… that’s what I’ve been feeling these past few days.  I am getting tired of the monotonous way that I am having every single day.    He says I am getting over too sentimental on small things.  No I am not! Okay, maybe I am, a little perhaps.  But for me everything matters, even the small ones.   And these past few days I do feel like I am the “small one” and I don’t matter at all.

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 Hours in a day is not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.  When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.  He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.  He shook the jar lightly.  The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.  He then asked the students again if the jar was full…they agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.  Of course, the sand filled up everything else.  He asked once more if the jar was full.  The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”  The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the Empty space between the sand.  The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.  The golf balls are the important things – God, family, children, health, friends, and Favorite passions — things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.  The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and car.  The sand is everything else — the small stuff.  “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.  The same goes for life.  If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

So…

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.  There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. “Take care of the golf balls first — the things that really matter.  Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked”.  It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

Kape tayo!

High blood Pressure (BP), also known as hypertension (HPN), is a medical condition that occurs when arteries are narrowed thus causing the heart to work harder to pump blood.  It is often called the “Silent killer”; HPN is especially dangerous because it often has no warning signs and symptoms until it causes heart disease, kidney disease or stroke.  By any means a modification of one’s attitude and practices is necessary for effective control of HPN.  Here’s how…

Stop smoking… smoking injures blood vessel walls and speeds up the process of hardening of the arteries.  All I can say is “If you don’t smoke, don’t start and if you smoke, quit”. I know it’s not as simple as that and self control is really needed on this.  But hey I know someone who quits smoking just like that.   

Control weight and Eat right… ouch! This is where I am guilty off.   I love eating! We all do right!  I’m more of the carbo one’s than the sugar rush lovers yet nevertheless both of them were a no-no.   Extra weight makes the heart work harder and raises BP.  Losing even 10 pounds can help lower your blood pressure especially when you’re overweight and already hypertensive.  Eating the right is a must.  Salt and fat on foods may elevate BP, so do caffeine and alcohol.  Plan meals and TRY to eat more fruits, veggies and high-fiber foods.

Cut down on salt and alcohol… salt causes fluid retention and subsequently puts more pressure on the blood vessels.  Drinking more than 2 alcoholic drinks per day increases BP as well.

Involve your family physician… yap you read it right.  Regular visits to the doctor ensure periodic examination for possible complications and monitoring of maintenance medications.  Take the team approach in controlling HPN.  Remember prevention is better than cure.

Note your medicine intake… taking regular medication as directed by the physician is a vital one.  Even if you feel well, take it.  Do not stop unless advised by your doctor.

Lastly, exercise daily… choose an activity you enjoy like brisk walking, dancing, biking or badminton.  Exercise need not be strenuous.

How is Blood Pressure measured?

Before having it taken…

Sit quietly for at least 5 minutes in a chair, with feet on the floor and arm supported at heart level.  Make sure the temperature of the room is just right.  Do not cross your legs or talk before and during the procedure.

Systolic Pressure is the highest pressure measurement: it is caused by blood as it travels in the vessels while the heart is contracting.

Diastolic Pressure is the lowest pressure measurement: it is caused by blood as it travels in the vessels while the heart is relaxing between beats.

BP = Systolic / Diastolic

Ex. 120 mmHg/80 mmHg

Reads as “120 over 80”

 Health is Wealth!

Never play on someone who showed you what love means. Coz only when it’s too late that you realized, you’ve lost something you would never ever have again. Never ever reach a point where you regret something just because you thought it was a mistake.  Remember, once upon a time, it made you smile.  Be fair to yourself, don’t cry for someone who doesn’t deserve your tears. There’s no use holding on someone who has been hurting you. Don’t love too much. Remember, sometimes you can’t stop yourself from hoping for yesterday to come back; especially when yesterday was the only future you ever wanted and needed from the start.  Why would I keep avoiding those people who hate me if I could make their life miserable by just existing – motto ng mga maldita.  Which is better, to hide in the shadows, stay silent, avoid the pain or to pretend you’re alright where in reality a thousand blades are pierced through your heart?  This one can make you think… sometimes it’s not love, sometimes you’ve just become so attached that you’ve developed a need for that person. Just a need, not love. It’s easy to say goodbye but too hard to forget.  Why? Because love is more than words can say, once you’ve fallen, you can’t help but all over and over again.  So even if goodbyes have been said, there’s something in the heart that says please stay.  Why? Because it’s love and the reason is unknown, despite the pain and the heartaches, love will always retain its pride, its sweetness, its mystery.  I used to be intelligent; I’ve done things without failing. Then suddenly someone came unexpectedly.  Now I’m wondering, “Do people really have to be stupid for the sake of being happy?”  No one in this world is single; each of us is taken only in different levels. Some of us are happily taken, and some are happily being taken for granted. Sometimes, it’s easier to let the one you love go without knowing the real reason.  Because it would surely hurt more when you find it unreasonable.  Sometimes we just have to let go of someone who matters to us not because we want to but we have to, because it’s the right thing to do. Let us remember that we cannot force anyone to love us and we can’t beg someone to stay when he/she wants to leave and be with someone else. This is what love is all about, however, the end of love is not the end of life, it should be the beginning of understanding that love leaves for a reason and leaves with a lesson…

If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn’t be the same
Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name
Though the words come hard to me, I’ll say them just for you
For this is something rare for me this feeling is so new

You see I love the way you love me
I love the way you smile at me
I love the way we live this life we’re in

Long ago I heard the song that lovers sing to me
And through the days with each new phrase I hummed that melody
And all along I loved the song but I never learned it through
But since the day you came along, I’ve saved it just for you

I don’t believe in magic but I do believe in you
And when you say you believe in me
there’s so much magic I can do

Now you see me now you don’t watch me dive below
Deep down in your love lake where the sweet fish come and go
And I might sink and I might drown but death don’t mean a thing
‘Cause life continues right or wrong when I play this birthday song
I learned from you, and you can’t even sing

 you may not know this, but today ”YOU” are the best gift for us.

The infamous Golden Rule: “Do unto others as you expect them to do unto you.”

the practical way in applying it — If you open it, close it.  If you turn it on, turn it off.  If you unlock it, lock it.  If you break it, repair it.  If you can’t fix it, get someone who can.  If you borrow it, return it.  If you use it, take care of it.  If you make a mess, clean it up.  It you move it, out it back.  If you want to use something, get permission.  If you don’t know how to operate it, leave it alone.  If it does not concern you, don’t butt in.

And

If you have no luck trying to operate something, and you’ve tried  everything else, try reading the directions that came with it.    

Ayos!

Ang sikip ng mundo. Parang ang hirap gumalaw. O ako lang ba talaga ang nasisikipan?

Sabi nila, masaya mamuhay sa mundo. Napakapalad. Kasi nga naman, marami dyan ang ni hindi na nasikatan ng araw. Marami dyan ang saglit lang, umalis din. Samantalang ako, matagal tagal na din ang itinatagal ko rito sa mundong ibabaw. Pero bakit ganun? Parang hindi masaya?

Aaminin ko, may mga ’saya’ moments naman ako. Marami yun. Pero ganun talaga e, mas naa-outweigh ng ’sad’ moments. Haay. Napaka pesimistiko ko na naman.

Test lang daw ito. Pagsubok – Mas marami pang dadating na mas malala pa ito. Nasa sayo na lang kung pano mo ito titignan. Kung pano mo ito haharapin. Ito tanong ko: Kung sugatan ka na ba sa naunang laban, mas nanaisin mo pa bang suungin ang ikalawa?

Ako siguro hindi. Bawat ’sad’ moment sakin kasi may tatak. Kumbaga may imprint na sa utak ko. Sabi ko nga, kung kaya ko lang warakin ang sarili ko. Palitan ko ulit ng bago gagawin ko. Matanggal ko lang ang mga pangit na alaala at mga gawi ko. Para kasi akong kabinet. Kada bilang ng araw inaagiw. Naluluma.

Ewan. Gusto kong lumayo muna. Mapag-isa. Mag-isip kung ano ang nangyari bakit nagkaganun. Gusto kong linisin ang sarili ko, sa labas at sa loob. Gusto ko malinaw ang pag-iisip ko.

Gusto ko Magnilay.

 Pulot ko ito sa hindi ko na matandaan kung saan.  Sa una, hindi ko napigilan makaramdan ng lungkot para sa kanya.   Naalala ko kasi minsan sa isang chapter ng buhay ko iisa kami ng nararamdaman. 

Totoo! Nagnilay din ako sa isang malayong lugar… sa parte ng Visayas ako napadpad.  Isang isla na walang ilaw kada ika-sampu ng gabi hanggang ika-anim ng umaga.  Ibang-iba sa kinalakihan ko at nakagawian.  Inisip ko baka sakali duon magawa kong hanapin ang sarili ko… baka sakali duon mahilamusan ng tubig- dagat ang sakit na nararamdaman ko.  Pero hindi ako nagtagumpay, dahil sa tinagal tagal ko duon umuwi ako na “AKO” pa din.  Ang “Ako” na kaya harapin ang bawat pagsubok na darating.  Ang “Ako” na meron tiwala sa sarili at higit sa lahat me tiwala  sa “Kanya”.  Dahil siya ang me alam ng kung ano ang mas makakabuti at nararapat.  Duon ko lang nalaman walang dapat hanapin, wala naman nawawala.  Ako ay ako pa din pagdating ko sa “Maynila”.

An old man and his little granddaughter were sitting in the park.  The weather was sunny, the air was still.  They were both looking at the trees when the little girl said, “Grandpa, can those trees talk?”.

The old man nodded, “you bet they can.”“

“But, grandpa, they never do.”

“You’re right,” said the old man, they never do.”

“Why not, grandpa?”

The old man smiled, “They’re too busy.

The child stared at him, “Too busy, grandpa? What do they do?”

The old man paused for a moment.  “You see honey,” he said, “Those trees give honor to God.  They stand there and lift up their arms and praise God.  That’s what they do all day – and all night.”

The child frowned, then smiled, then she nodded, and simply said, “Hmmm, isn’t that something!”

Yes that was really something isnt it?  Those trees are really busy that it makes me realized that it was Sunday a few hours ago.  But I didn’t had the chance to visit HIM… attended Mass I mean.  I know it is my obligation as a Catholic, my bad really.  I guess these past few months I was too busy with everything — and maybe even with nothing.  Too busy with work, too busy with friends, too busy with stuff, too busy with my so called life… just simply busy enough to always forgot.  Sometimes I do asked myself “Am I just to busy or maybe I am just keeping away?”  Well, I have this thing that whenever I am there and talking to Him, I can’t help myself crying while praying.  Yes! Silly me but that’s what I do.  Seeing me is like two things, it’s either you’ll say what’s with her? Or feel sorry for her [Me].  

Only He knows what’s inside my heart…