Archive for September, 2006

lOvN a pRsOn…

Tuesday, September 26th, 2006

lOvin a prson doeSn’t need a criteria…

because once you fall in love..

you take the risk of accepting the person..

you don’t nid to find answers why you love him..

everything’s changing.. nothing’s permanent..

but if you accept that person.. mgbago man sya..

in the middle of the relationship.. trust me..

you wont be hurt.. kc tanggap mo sya ng buo..

mahirap gawin. pero masarap subukn..

dhil wla ng sasaya pa.. if you let that one person

feel na mahal na mahal mo sya without askin for

anythin in return.. den you can say.. "that’s love"….

loving…

you can’t express every feeling that you have every

moment that you have them…

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tAkiNg a pOsitivE apprOach…

Monday, September 25th, 2006

I heard a story about a critical, negative barber who never had a pleasant thing to say.

A salesman came in for a haircut and mentioned that he was about to make a trip to

Rome

,

Italy

.

“What airline are you taking and at what hotel will you be staying?” asked the barber.

         

When the salesman told him, the barber criticized the airline for being undependable and the hotel for having horrible service.

“You’d be better off to stay home,” he advised.

          “But I expect to close a big deal. Then I’m going to see the Pope,” said the salesman.

          “You’ll be disappointed trying to do business in

Italy

,” said the barber,

“and don’t count on seeing the Pope. He only grants audiences to very important people.”

Two months later the salesman returned to the barber shop.

“And how was your trip?” asked the barber.

          “Wonderful!” replied the salesman.

“The flight was perfect, the service at the hotel was excellent; I made a big sale, and I got to see the Pope.”

“You got to see the Pope? What happened?”

The salesman replied, I bent down and kissed his ring.”

            “No kidding! What did he say?”

            “Well, he placed his hand on my head and then he said to me, ‘My son, where did you ever get such a lousy haircut?’ ”

There’s a saying that “what goes around comes around.”

This is especially true in the area of attitudes. If you are a critical, negative person, life will treat you badly. On the other hand, if you have a positive, joyous outlook, the joy you share will be returned to you.

                                        –Be a people person

                                                (John C. Maxwell) 3407460535277s_1

a fEw rEasOns whY bOys likE giRls.. oOopss..

Tuesday, September 5th, 2006

A FEW REASONS WHY BOYS LIKE GIRLS

1. They will always smell good even if its just
shampoo

2. The way their heads always find the right spot
on our shoulder

3. How cute they look when they sleep

4. the ease in which they fit into our arms

5. the way they kiss you and all of a sudden
everything is right in the world

6. How cute they are when they eat

7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in
the end it makes it all worth while

8. because they are always warm even when its
minus 30 out side

9. the way they look good no matter what they
wear

10. the way they fish for compliments even though
you both know that you think she’s the most
beautiful thing on this earth

11. How cute they are when they argue

12. the way her hand always finds yours

13. the way they smile

14. the way you feel when you see their name on
the call display after you just had a big fight

15. the way she says ‘lets not fight anymore’ even
though you know that an hour later….

16. the way they kiss when you do something nice
for them

17. The way they kiss you when you say ‘I love
you’

18. actually… just the way they kiss you…

19. the way they fall into your arms when they cry

20. then the way they apologize for crying over
something that silly

21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt

22. then the way they apologize when it does
hurt ..(even though we don’t admit >>it!)

23. the way they say ‘I miss you’

24. the way you miss them

25. the way their tears make you want to change
the world so that it doesn’t hurt her anymore…..

Tawa