Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Still On Making Leap Year Your Love Year
As we now know that there are more than meets the eye. You can be still be admirable sans expensive clothes, sexy even without coiling lock of your hair in front of him, or look drop-dead gorgeous without make up on. Of course, we can all do and have that but innately lies our most lethal weapon in sacking Mr. Right.
Here’s the list:
A Smile
You can't ever go wrong by smiling. I mean, if you are missing a lot of teeth or you drool when you smile, or your spit collects on each corners of your lips, (or some other random condition), then guys might back away from you. But a smile is always attractive, no matter what the circumstances. Your lips can be your most romantic asset. A flood of unbelievable emotion can come crashing down on you just from a simple curl of the lip.
Eyes
Eyes are related to smiles in the sense that when you smile (for real) your eyes can light up. Bright eyes (again, barring random disfiguration of the eyeballs) are quite attractive. Plus, I don't think anyone has ever had a problem with you checking out their eyeballs. It is said that when a man is looking at a woman he is interested in his pupils dilate. This is perhaps the hardest sign to catch. But you will never hear anyone saying, "quit undressing my eyes with your eyes!" It's silly. So? squint those eyes, honey.
Attitude
A confident attitude (not stuck-up, vain, or pompous, mind you) is always attractive. If eyes are window to the soul and smile is an action of love, attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference. A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely. Melissa, a prolific US writer, born with Freeman-Shledon Syndrome, author of So About What You Said, tags, "smart is the new sexy, awkward is the new cool and flawed is the new beautiful. What an attitude!
Plays Nice With Others
I think women who are kind are hot. This secret quality goes a long way in my book, and not only does it add to your attractiveness level, but it immediately gives you "possible keeper" status. I mean, who wants to be with a jerk? If you don’t have schemes and is open and not delusional about relationships, you can never go wrong. And you don’t hurt yourself a lot either. Even the Backstreet Boys may not like the idea of you playing games with their hearts, you know.
Actually, there are really no magical solutions to lacking or losing a partner. I mean, you can’t win love by just winking eyes or pouting lips. There are no sure-fire tricks because there are really no perfect love stories in the first place. If you break your heart again and again that’s because you took the risk. I know it’s hard to always go back re-learning how not-in-control you are when it comes to love situations. But even without the promise of forever, it’s God’s way of telling that in love, you only hope, you only trust.
Labels:
Relationships,
romance
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Do You Have Leap Year Superstitions?
You all have heard that expression right?
You know that extra day of the shortest month of the year where all false notions, myths and customs come out with it. But really, where does leap year come from? Science explains this so as not to complicate things. You see the earth revolves around the sun not exactly 365 days, because in reality it takes closer to 365-1/4 days to make its trip around the big ball of fire. So instead of adjusting it by that quarter of a day per year, they decided to take that extra quarter day and store it in a big vault somewhere in the Sahara dessert and let it out only once every four years. So literally, we leap one extra day every four years so we will not have winter in July in around 10,000 years or so. But people, wanting to add more strangeness of this day, think up
These superstitions and fun facts about Leap Year and February 29th:
Leap Year Babies
Don’t lose heart, leaplings, if you will not have your birthday party every year. Be positive. Aren’t you lucky you get to age only every four years than the rest of us “normal” do? While I’m nearing 4-0, my leap year counterpart is only 10 years old. But the downside to being born on a leap year is that I hear they all die at a much younger age than the rest of us. And of course, you don't want to be living in Scotland because you will be shunned as being bad luck! Strange!
Leap Year Romances
Well it’s the girls chance to ask her crush out on a date. Well, rumor has it that on February 29th it is perfectly acceptable and even expected that the lady can ask the gentleman for his hand in marriage instead. This is also the perfect time to elope. How romantic!
But what if he said no to your proposal? Take heart, ladies, legend says that it is bad for the guy to let down proposal on this date. If a man refuses your marriage proposal, he will suffer a terrible fate or have bad luck! So if you want to snag yourself a superstitious fellow, you can skip false pregnancies or buying him with gifts and promises of dowries, and simply ask him to marry you.
Leap Year Weddings
On the other hand, you may not have your wedding happen this year. That is if you’re a Greek. It is not okay to actually get married in the year a February 29th occurs. Even to this day, many Greek couples will not plan a wedding during a leap year, for fear of jinxing the marriage. This and other millions of reason why marriage fails, of course.
Leap Year Anniversaries
But for the non-Greeks who were successful in leashing their soulmates on a leap year, your lucky spouse don’t have to remember your anniversary every single year. They don’t have to buy you classy gift and treat you to expensive restaurant each year. And by any chance, you can almost bypass that seven year itch completely. How fortunate!
So things aren't really so bad, as much as there are also good things that happen on this strange day. Leap year or not, it is an extra days and not a day missing, and God gives us another 24 hours to enjoy life. Use this day to do something daring, extraordinary and unlike yourself.
So what do you think?
Labels:
Relationships,
romance
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Your "Friends" On Facebook
Reposted from a blog that I follow So About What I Said this shows what kind of friends you have on Facebook.This is written by her friend who guest posted in her blog.
The Narcissist
Have you ever seen someone so perfect? She has the perfect man who never argues with her, perfect friends who’ll do anything for her, a perfect job that she loves, perfectly good looks that every girl is jealous of and the perfect life she feels everyone should want. Her pictures have perfectly practiced poses, with perfectly styled outfits. Every wall post is either an achievement – implicitly stated or subtly implied – or some kind of sentimental reminder about her beautiful life.
The Ghost
You were friends, or even best buds, back in high school. You have lost touch until Facebook connected you. Now that you’ve “friended” each other and caught up, you have seized communication again for the past two years. Don’t worry. You won’t miss each other. If you have lived a good life since high school, without your “ghost” friend, you’ll live a good life still.
The Gossip Columnist
You ask her, “What’s going on?” She tells you what’s going on with everyone else. None of the information seems significant or has trustworthy resources. In fact, your conversations with her always revolves around someone else’s business, and she seems way too interested in talking about them, for no reason at all.
The User
The user has no shame. He invites you to a party across town, but expects a ride, because he has no car. If you don’t offer him a ride, he’ll tell all your common friends about how sorry he is to miss out, right in front of you, until you offer him a ride. He has guilt-ed you into giving him a ride numerous times, but never offers gas, or coffee or some type of nice gesture so you wouldn’t feel used.
The One-Upper
You tell her that you have been busy. She tells you that she’s much busier, even though she calls you up Friday nights and talks your ears off until you fall asleep on the phone. Then she’ll call you up next Friday night, strategically on her way to dinner and reminds you again that she’s busy.
The Promise Breaker
He has been asking you to meet up for months, but bails out every time you plan something. He tells you that he’ll take you out for your birthday. But when the check comes -- and you offer to pay for yourself to be nice -- he’ll gladly let you. He tells you that he’ll do nice things for you, but then drops off the face of the earth.
Your boss
If you don’t want someone to see old college photos of you flipping off the camera, chugging beer or doing anything “fun,” unfriend. Better yet, don’t add them in the first place.
So which one are your friends? or rather which one are you?
The Narcissist
Have you ever seen someone so perfect? She has the perfect man who never argues with her, perfect friends who’ll do anything for her, a perfect job that she loves, perfectly good looks that every girl is jealous of and the perfect life she feels everyone should want. Her pictures have perfectly practiced poses, with perfectly styled outfits. Every wall post is either an achievement – implicitly stated or subtly implied – or some kind of sentimental reminder about her beautiful life.
The Ghost
You were friends, or even best buds, back in high school. You have lost touch until Facebook connected you. Now that you’ve “friended” each other and caught up, you have seized communication again for the past two years. Don’t worry. You won’t miss each other. If you have lived a good life since high school, without your “ghost” friend, you’ll live a good life still.
The Gossip Columnist
You ask her, “What’s going on?” She tells you what’s going on with everyone else. None of the information seems significant or has trustworthy resources. In fact, your conversations with her always revolves around someone else’s business, and she seems way too interested in talking about them, for no reason at all.
The User
The user has no shame. He invites you to a party across town, but expects a ride, because he has no car. If you don’t offer him a ride, he’ll tell all your common friends about how sorry he is to miss out, right in front of you, until you offer him a ride. He has guilt-ed you into giving him a ride numerous times, but never offers gas, or coffee or some type of nice gesture so you wouldn’t feel used.
The One-Upper
You tell her that you have been busy. She tells you that she’s much busier, even though she calls you up Friday nights and talks your ears off until you fall asleep on the phone. Then she’ll call you up next Friday night, strategically on her way to dinner and reminds you again that she’s busy.
The Promise Breaker
He has been asking you to meet up for months, but bails out every time you plan something. He tells you that he’ll take you out for your birthday. But when the check comes -- and you offer to pay for yourself to be nice -- he’ll gladly let you. He tells you that he’ll do nice things for you, but then drops off the face of the earth.
Your boss
If you don’t want someone to see old college photos of you flipping off the camera, chugging beer or doing anything “fun,” unfriend. Better yet, don’t add them in the first place.
So which one are your friends? or rather which one are you?
Labels:
Facebook
Monday, February 20, 2012
How I Feel In Photos
I want to look like
And eat
And meet
And see
For if only once, I really want to
Really, there are
To describe
Labels:
Mother's Day,
perspective
Thursday, February 16, 2012
What I Do Offline to Recharge
Happy Friday, friends! What are your plans this weekend? Since I don’t have a computer at home, unless of course I would barge in to my sister’s house, I am pretty much under a rock, out of the worldwide system of computer networks.
So what do I do offline?
1.Reading. Few people would disagree, there's nothing like snuggling up with a good book. It’s the sort of cosy, time-worn activity that can never be reproduced by a computer - no-matter how small. If you are into inspirational books, I recommend my most recent favorite. It’s Francis J. Kong. He wrote The Early Bird Catches The Worm, The Second Mouse Gets The Cheese, and Duh?!. I have yet to read his latest release One Day At a Time. Well, this is aside from Reader’s Digest and Bob Ong.
2.Listening to Music.Do you know that music can actually lower blood pressure? Aside from getting your feelings out, you can also emote to the top! For that, I love Darlene Sczech, Kari Jobe, Christy Nockles. For pop singers, I love Bonnie Raitt, Taylor Awift, and Adelle. And for locals, I am forever a Regine Valasquez fan. In this time where you can download video for free, I still do the old school way. I write the lyrics and sing whenever I want. I have now collected three books of my favorite songs.
3.Watching TV. While nothing beats actual travel, but most people are limited in the amount of travel they can do. TV opens up the world, whether through watching documentaries, or drama series with multicultural characters. My favorite? The Food Network. I love Guida de Llaurenti made her pasta and Italian seafood dishes. Plus, how many times have you learned something while watching a regular TV series? For one, CSI TV series helps me get inside the mind of Gil Grissom and Horatio Caine.
Well these are just few that can help you feel recharged. BUt nothing is more refreshing than having your dose of love from family and friends. There is no more inspiring than that.
Don’t you think so?
So what do I do offline?
1.Reading. Few people would disagree, there's nothing like snuggling up with a good book. It’s the sort of cosy, time-worn activity that can never be reproduced by a computer - no-matter how small. If you are into inspirational books, I recommend my most recent favorite. It’s Francis J. Kong. He wrote The Early Bird Catches The Worm, The Second Mouse Gets The Cheese, and Duh?!. I have yet to read his latest release One Day At a Time. Well, this is aside from Reader’s Digest and Bob Ong.
2.Listening to Music.Do you know that music can actually lower blood pressure? Aside from getting your feelings out, you can also emote to the top! For that, I love Darlene Sczech, Kari Jobe, Christy Nockles. For pop singers, I love Bonnie Raitt, Taylor Awift, and Adelle. And for locals, I am forever a Regine Valasquez fan. In this time where you can download video for free, I still do the old school way. I write the lyrics and sing whenever I want. I have now collected three books of my favorite songs.
3.Watching TV. While nothing beats actual travel, but most people are limited in the amount of travel they can do. TV opens up the world, whether through watching documentaries, or drama series with multicultural characters. My favorite? The Food Network. I love Guida de Llaurenti made her pasta and Italian seafood dishes. Plus, how many times have you learned something while watching a regular TV series? For one, CSI TV series helps me get inside the mind of Gil Grissom and Horatio Caine.
Well these are just few that can help you feel recharged. BUt nothing is more refreshing than having your dose of love from family and friends. There is no more inspiring than that.
Don’t you think so?
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Are You A Valentine Geek Like Me?
In case you don’t know, I'm a huge geek. I read Archie comics, keep old shirts, love “Twilight”, etc. etc. etc. I never do unusual or extraordinary things to make one assume I want very much to “revolutionize” myself. I don’t get hype over birthdays, anniversaries, much less Valentine dates.
Or so I thought.
Because this geek went on a date last night. Hah.
Hubby treated me to a Valentine concert at The Wharf. We went to see Side A, and so I’d want to share a few tidbits of how the whole experience betrayed the geek in me. At first, I thought I will be a completely dork in front of the classy, rich-looking couples across the table. They seemed older, and were a bit more formal. I was just there, silently adoring the place, good thing hubby engaged me in a so and so conversation. We were actually with friends but obviously want the place to themselves. And so I did not bother. In case you've been living under a rock--and even that's no excuse because I pretty much live under a rock, stepping in on anyone’s right to privacy is next to unleashing hell.
And so I just let myself get absorbed by the impression created by the entire set up. As I was scurrying people faces, my attention was locked to the flowers in front of them. How come I didn’t have one? I'm basically an easy-going person. I avoid conflicts if possible, and it takes a lot to get me riled up. However there was that time when you lose your precious sanity, right? Was it because of how I was dressed? I came in my old black pants and sporty jacket. You see, geek don’t dressed pretty well. But I pushed on nonetheless. I shoved my husband to go and get me my own rose. I waited a full two minutes and nothing happened. It’s okay, I said to myself. I can survive without a flower. But it does really feel so very un-Valentine without a flower.
Anyway, Blithe band opened the show with their love songs repertoire. I liked their performance as a whole. However, I hate their talking in between songs. It was a bit distracting. However, my excitement escalated when the Side A began to strut their stuff. They were so great, I didn't realized I was always shouting "more, more!" like a rock star fan on cocaine. And that’s how my Valentines day came out: awesome, fabulous, and totally unforgettable.
Happy Valentine’s day everyone! I hope you all are as high on sugar right now as I am.~
P.S Their photo booth was a very good idea.
Or so I thought.
Because this geek went on a date last night. Hah.
Hubby treated me to a Valentine concert at The Wharf. We went to see Side A, and so I’d want to share a few tidbits of how the whole experience betrayed the geek in me. At first, I thought I will be a completely dork in front of the classy, rich-looking couples across the table. They seemed older, and were a bit more formal. I was just there, silently adoring the place, good thing hubby engaged me in a so and so conversation. We were actually with friends but obviously want the place to themselves. And so I did not bother. In case you've been living under a rock--and even that's no excuse because I pretty much live under a rock, stepping in on anyone’s right to privacy is next to unleashing hell.
And so I just let myself get absorbed by the impression created by the entire set up. As I was scurrying people faces, my attention was locked to the flowers in front of them. How come I didn’t have one? I'm basically an easy-going person. I avoid conflicts if possible, and it takes a lot to get me riled up. However there was that time when you lose your precious sanity, right? Was it because of how I was dressed? I came in my old black pants and sporty jacket. You see, geek don’t dressed pretty well. But I pushed on nonetheless. I shoved my husband to go and get me my own rose. I waited a full two minutes and nothing happened. It’s okay, I said to myself. I can survive without a flower. But it does really feel so very un-Valentine without a flower.
Anyway, Blithe band opened the show with their love songs repertoire. I liked their performance as a whole. However, I hate their talking in between songs. It was a bit distracting. However, my excitement escalated when the Side A began to strut their stuff. They were so great, I didn't realized I was always shouting "more, more!" like a rock star fan on cocaine. And that’s how my Valentines day came out: awesome, fabulous, and totally unforgettable.
Happy Valentine’s day everyone! I hope you all are as high on sugar right now as I am.~
P.S Their photo booth was a very good idea.
Labels:
Opinion,
personal,
perspective
Sunday, February 12, 2012
How Charice Did It Right
If you chanced upon Charice last night in her One for the Heart concert at GMA channel 7, you will love her. I rarely get to see live concerts these days, so I really and literally wait and took time out to watch concert on TV. It’s a “me-time ”, for heaven’s sake! So I begged my husband and the kids to sleep right away.
Charice is all Asian (read: flat nose) but she has all grown up with her voice more breathtaking, and her stance more powerful before her audience. She does not have the body of Christina Aguilera, the blondness of Britney Spears, or the sexiness of Rihanna but her voice made all the difference. It is very dynamic. It can go very low and can go very high.
What struck me most was where Charice sang to her father Ricky Pempengco who passed away last year. It was so tender and moving, I can’t believe she did not falter or went off tune. Given the same instance, I would be howling, and rolling, and bawling, and wailing. But the singer sustained her presence and finished the song unbelievably perfect. She sang Luther Vandross’ Dance With My Father. Isn’t that in the heart of every father’s child? She got me there, all the heart of me.
Dance With My Father/ Luther Vandross
Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me
And then
Spin me around 'till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved
If I could get another chance
Another walk
Another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love love love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother
Would disagree
To get my way I would run
From her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
yeah yeah
Then finally make me do
Just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance
When final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to
Dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how mama would cry for him
I'd pray for her even more than me
I'd pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much to much
But could you send her
The only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But Dear Lord
She's dying to dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream
Charice is all Asian (read: flat nose) but she has all grown up with her voice more breathtaking, and her stance more powerful before her audience. She does not have the body of Christina Aguilera, the blondness of Britney Spears, or the sexiness of Rihanna but her voice made all the difference. It is very dynamic. It can go very low and can go very high.
What struck me most was where Charice sang to her father Ricky Pempengco who passed away last year. It was so tender and moving, I can’t believe she did not falter or went off tune. Given the same instance, I would be howling, and rolling, and bawling, and wailing. But the singer sustained her presence and finished the song unbelievably perfect. She sang Luther Vandross’ Dance With My Father. Isn’t that in the heart of every father’s child? She got me there, all the heart of me.
Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me
And then
Spin me around 'till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved
If I could get another chance
Another walk
Another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love love love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother
Would disagree
To get my way I would run
From her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
yeah yeah
Then finally make me do
Just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance
When final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to
Dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how mama would cry for him
I'd pray for her even more than me
I'd pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much to much
But could you send her
The only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But Dear Lord
She's dying to dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream
Labels:
life matters
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Oh, Life!
Life with kids is no joke.
Oh, wait and a husband!
And they thought that being a plain housewife is not a job?
Oh, wait and a husband!
And they thought that being a plain housewife is not a job?
Labels:
Opinion,
perspective,
raising kids
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Pinterest Friday Finds
Another prints from Pinterest. I thought these posters are genius. They speak your mind and your heart. If you dig slightly beneath those words, raw but real feelings emerge to the surface.
They leave bittersweet feelings, but very real, very true.
Don't you think so?
They leave bittersweet feelings, but very real, very true.
Don't you think so?
Labels:
Perks
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
I Want To Brag A Minute
This marked one of the highlights of my (ahem) singing career. I was never prepared for anything like this. But as they say, you can’t fight destiny. We were at Faith in Jesus Church in Las Pinas City, competing with ten other worship bands. This happened in November 2009, but feels like it only happened yesterday. I couldn’t be happier.
We sang ‘My Redeemer Lives’ by Hillsong. Nervous, thought I had an out-of body experience. It felt like I was floating. My hands were trembling, my ears were ringing, my heart’s thumping, but rejoicing at the same time.
We did not win though. Boy, I was in great awe watching other groups'astounding performances. Really, it was like watching Glee. They were so good, it hurts.
But, it’s not the winning to say the least. It is how the experience had helped me to become confident in the person I am today.
We sang ‘My Redeemer Lives’ by Hillsong. Nervous, thought I had an out-of body experience. It felt like I was floating. My hands were trembling, my ears were ringing, my heart’s thumping, but rejoicing at the same time.
We did not win though. Boy, I was in great awe watching other groups'astounding performances. Really, it was like watching Glee. They were so good, it hurts.
But, it’s not the winning to say the least. It is how the experience had helped me to become confident in the person I am today.
Labels:
personal
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