i really don’t like reblog ifs but what the hell i do miss someone right now. hrhr
2011 has been a roller coaster..found a new job,quit my old job,tried (idk how many times already) to get back with my ex,a friend came back from PI,went hiking for the first time,got a new 2011 corolla sgot into a car accident,lwent to virginia w/o my work knowing it (im so excited to tell them but i just cant),got what i want for christmas (a tv and ipad2)..after all of what happend,i wanna thank you all that sticked with me thru this whole year..i hope yo see you guys next year..love you all
farewell celeb ng pinaka makulit na manager namin:( last day na niya sa sunday:( mawawala na yung crush kong manager,hindi man siya kagwapuhan sa paningin ng iba wala ako paki kasi super gentleman at bait niya,hanggat pwede niya gawin ginagawa niya kaya minsan pag pumapasok ako sa work tapos na lahat ng gawain ko kasi nga ginawa na niya..
don’t worry mr.jmm,pag naligaw ako sa store mo siguradong guguluhin kita:P thnak you sa lahat
day 1:walking with this rasckal is a challenge..kelangan lagi ko siya hinahatak palayo sa lupa para hindi maputik yung paws niya..
army bootcamp..
feeling ko yung nararamdaman ng kapatid ko sa bootcamp ngayon,nararamdaman ko din sa impyernong bahay na ito..pinag kaiba nga lang kung siya nahohome sick pwes ako sawang sawa na sa bunganga at pag mumukha ng mga natagurian kong magulang..kung alam lang nila kung gano ko sila kinamumuhian..wala akong ginawang tama sa kanila..simula pagka bata ganyan na sila sakin,never ko naramdaman na natutuwa sila sakin,o sa mga ginagawa ko..basta may maling ngyayari ako ang may kasalanan,pag sumagot ako sasabihin nila bastos ako,pag umiwas naman ako nagagalit din kasi tinatalikuran ko daw sila..ano gusto nila pumutok ang utak ko habang binubungangaan ako tapos wala akong magawa??p*t*n* i*n* nilang lahat!!minsan nga iniisip ko na sana mawala nalang ako sa mundo eh,tutal naman hindi naman ako kawalan,aayy kawalan pala ako,kasi pag nawala ako sino tutulong sa kanila mag bayad ng putang inang bahay na ito??yun lang naman ang silbi ko eh bukod sa driver nila eh taga bayad ng $200 para sa bahay na binili nila tapos hindi naman pala kaya bayaran!!f*ck!!sana isang araw macar crash nalang ako,yung tipong diretso patay na para matapos na lahat,baka sakaling pag ngyari yun matuwa sila sakin kasi atleast wala na silang sakit ng ulo..wala naman siguro malulungkot sa pagkawala ko,not even my suppose to be “friends” tutal sabi naman nila nag bago na ako kaya basta nalang nila ako iniwan sa ere..kung hindi lang ako takot sa blade,at sugat kanina ko pa kinuha yung cutter ko sa bag at nilaslas ko na pulso ko,para matapos n itong pag hihirap ko..tang ina kasi eh!!
dear bro,
super duper thank you po kasi pinagbigyan mo yung aking munting kahilingan sa aking kaarawan:)layu po:*
dear bro,
isa lang naman po ang hiling ko for my birthday..magkaron ng corolla s 11,sira na po kasi yung sasakyan ko tsaka kawawa naman po si papa ko..thank you in advance po:)laaaaaaaaaabyuuuuuu:*
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.” Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?” The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.” Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. “It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.” I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.” His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.” My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.” Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’t forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.” Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?” “OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!” Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!” “I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.” “My mommy loves white roses.” A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Reblog this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
i’m still crying over this…
I can’t stop crying.
omg. tears. all over my face
brb crying </3
This actually brought me to tears.
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im crying :’(
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brb crying my eyes out. :’(
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Omg I cried the whole time. This is so sad ):<3
defo welled up :’(
Cried so much! I wish someone would love me like that.
Thats so cute/sad </3 ):
oh my god, I had too.
dahil kitang kita naman na masaya ka na,ipauubaya na kita sa kanya..salamat kasi ikaw yung nagung una ko..hanggang sa muli nating pag kikita
