tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40771310386542011192024-02-18T21:44:35.928-08:00Stardust"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them."
Marcus AureliusRojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-50460278460138374242013-03-01T04:13:00.003-08:002013-03-01T04:21:27.408-08:00Ways to Express GratitudeOne way to cause delight to someone else's feelings is to appreciate him or her with the little things he or she has done to you. Commonly, it may be in words like "Thank you!",or in actions like a simple smile, or a tight hug. But, there are so many ways to express gratitude, like:<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9uEyRlIhJldGs3CqfY44bJEJKHdYRC5jfgbSR_cMd-Grq2ntLGZCgA8s1la1KX50PsHlGmo6XKd5q3qUxuhZSkZk9x8SXFKkCWyufE60b3fnOg41drq3-KDG0vEv1zDgL55wuhELZf2s/s1600/thank-you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9uEyRlIhJldGs3CqfY44bJEJKHdYRC5jfgbSR_cMd-Grq2ntLGZCgA8s1la1KX50PsHlGmo6XKd5q3qUxuhZSkZk9x8SXFKkCWyufE60b3fnOg41drq3-KDG0vEv1zDgL55wuhELZf2s/s320/thank-you.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">leaving a greeting card or note,</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2jvQ0sbwXtt5wPwbOynBMlfm1ioTPpW_uGnEavIAm0Rt-XDX7zzkPwbUPI5ChwkLCMyfZzbMepB5KLbrCmydcK54ObCzspxwX1Zso4Uj3so-5Pqbw_2WL0N2uwkMLVxlj75wQ_kFjVc/s1600/745643544364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2jvQ0sbwXtt5wPwbOynBMlfm1ioTPpW_uGnEavIAm0Rt-XDX7zzkPwbUPI5ChwkLCMyfZzbMepB5KLbrCmydcK54ObCzspxwX1Zso4Uj3so-5Pqbw_2WL0N2uwkMLVxlj75wQ_kFjVc/s320/745643544364.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">giving a colorful present--bouquet of fragrant flowers,</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqLfLJ8cLR6GobLApTpAIMhNfuHOOOfiL7AFtFykU7jWgeriOCgXpSDT065FX36JixSUVbVmUo0_p-h0XsLFCBin8-AIXfNlRwzwkGQWmxtqn3borknP8L5CVSW2EEd4IVObQ3ugdY98/s1600/sunburst+meal+(Medium).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqLfLJ8cLR6GobLApTpAIMhNfuHOOOfiL7AFtFykU7jWgeriOCgXpSDT065FX36JixSUVbVmUo0_p-h0XsLFCBin8-AIXfNlRwzwkGQWmxtqn3borknP8L5CVSW2EEd4IVObQ3ugdY98/s320/sunburst+meal+(Medium).jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">treating him or her lunch in your favorite dining place</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNYqb863icl-xxZrxky4UHPNM0gXYH8XvepPcenjdVV02Q4y9Mfiv_Krml4CzuPi7yamypxcYAImhCrSU9sQfTVAsW7fS_8mfajKdrT6OmyoIvORxM-15TNNgl_K9uynbBPDY8W_MD9A/s1600/meat_treat_pizza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNYqb863icl-xxZrxky4UHPNM0gXYH8XvepPcenjdVV02Q4y9Mfiv_Krml4CzuPi7yamypxcYAImhCrSU9sQfTVAsW7fS_8mfajKdrT6OmyoIvORxM-15TNNgl_K9uynbBPDY8W_MD9A/s320/meat_treat_pizza.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">or your favorite pizzeria,</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oO1NG9hvJgP_Va5ChBRMc93cUtNbCouu-rrCr8f5HKHhQoR5hv6RwW3piKKZRhZrHEq1efKC9cxz7Am82KanjSq7X3Ms2oEptQyQ4ld40tnPn-hdWh9f4_GhPxjpNRytlU1xEaA0heQ/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8oO1NG9hvJgP_Va5ChBRMc93cUtNbCouu-rrCr8f5HKHhQoR5hv6RwW3piKKZRhZrHEq1efKC9cxz7Am82KanjSq7X3Ms2oEptQyQ4ld40tnPn-hdWh9f4_GhPxjpNRytlU1xEaA0heQ/s320/friends.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">hanging out somewhere to relax and enjoy,</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJe-S2maIBMByXZLllKtGs7CsDAuniN7VYbwspVYh6COa_yqv8T-7y91jMYNn0hdpnvjXhVth3vbjf5cxmxKP-9F7b9EX7YCjUq2yDt89Cj9SNbusu7W8PGZXzyHOjKmjm5yO4lctH1A/s1600/movie_night.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJe-S2maIBMByXZLllKtGs7CsDAuniN7VYbwspVYh6COa_yqv8T-7y91jMYNn0hdpnvjXhVth3vbjf5cxmxKP-9F7b9EX7YCjUq2yDt89Cj9SNbusu7W8PGZXzyHOjKmjm5yO4lctH1A/s320/movie_night.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">movie-watching,</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEill4xsTN4IlxGLpPF44RTXfMHjazU35ClECT2HJN-LqLkT8wuzFqDlSggEYM79urC742qCaJX10pJmostM_y36XplbBm7jUwDjzattHFtQLLrTE5FjluOLUQXEMIa3ifCjqlTfnKjjCeg/s1600/time.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEill4xsTN4IlxGLpPF44RTXfMHjazU35ClECT2HJN-LqLkT8wuzFqDlSggEYM79urC742qCaJX10pJmostM_y36XplbBm7jUwDjzattHFtQLLrTE5FjluOLUQXEMIa3ifCjqlTfnKjjCeg/s320/time.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> or sharing some quality time.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
I just want to share this to be a friendly reminder for everyone; that we should always be thankful for everything to everyone. This is for the people who are very grateful to have 'good Samaritans' around them; family, friends, special someone, acquaintances or even strangers. For we cannot do everything without their help, support, and love. As the saying goes, "No one is an island. No one stands alone."; we are her to grow, live, and enjoy life with others. And, most especially there is this one who is the ultimate provider of everything we have! We know it's Him, our God, who's worthy to be praised. ^^,<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>"Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."</i></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>1 Thessalonians 5:18</i></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-78100639098071558982013-02-27T06:37:00.003-08:002013-02-27T06:37:34.583-08:00We cannot have, control, own, claim, create, invent, or possess everything in this world.<br />
He is the only everything.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0BcVuXBm7aAcwaQ1GPKBkDZrzxz9OBZI4VD3b1AFDh6L6Lq-cBwA0iAk7bfdFmpmIbnZHclBPV_-4OzbSMSSGXByXD03qsOr9R5Yxn1Dhe3nkIhmtXWSkRtDNXPQlukkNScrENxIefI/s1600/landscape_by_clivebarker-d5h7e5o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0BcVuXBm7aAcwaQ1GPKBkDZrzxz9OBZI4VD3b1AFDh6L6Lq-cBwA0iAk7bfdFmpmIbnZHclBPV_-4OzbSMSSGXByXD03qsOr9R5Yxn1Dhe3nkIhmtXWSkRtDNXPQlukkNScrENxIefI/s640/landscape_by_clivebarker-d5h7e5o.jpg" width="473" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Painting credits to <a href="http://clivebarker.deviantart.com/">Clive Barker</a>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-73350095679124567012013-02-11T02:34:00.002-08:002013-02-11T02:34:49.906-08:00That's why I must always smile...I do not want to ruin somebody's suppose-to-be-perfect-happy day that's why I always make sure to wear my sweetest smile whenever some acquaintances, some people I somehow know by face, and most especially my friends who pass across my direction. Even when I feel troubled or disgusted by some of my fellows around. My problems must solely be mine and I should not let those be the reasons to cast a frown in my face. It's not plasticity for me. I just want to spread a healthy virus--it is to smile! :)<br />
<div>
<br />
<br /></div>
<div>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://api.ning.com/files/fGTpFQ77kQUFEZ-dvHIWkusT3QgW44AgBdk*-niYL2QF72wxCy66k1ZTFCet9wttI0WGFIqXCryGrYIhQaQzaSU5YK4FQkTF/smile.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://api.ning.com/files/fGTpFQ77kQUFEZ-dvHIWkusT3QgW44AgBdk*-niYL2QF72wxCy66k1ZTFCet9wttI0WGFIqXCryGrYIhQaQzaSU5YK4FQkTF/smile.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like this. :)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<span id="goog_1664428024"></span><span id="goog_1664428025"></span><br />
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-5483017587193005882013-02-06T20:31:00.001-08:002013-02-08T02:10:03.935-08:00Just got to keep going...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif;">"There
is more to life than sitting in our comfort zone. We were made for
something more than merely avoiding failure. There is something inside
us that wants to walk on the water -- to leave the comfort of routine
existence and abandon ourselves to the high adventure of following God's
lead for a greater and worthy pursuit."</span></i><span style="font-family: Century Gothic, sans-serif;">-- </span><b style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">JayRadaRafol</span></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br /></b></span></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>That's why, I truly believe that it's still worth not giving up amidst the challenges I have encountered. This is for me to grow, to be stronger for what is ahead, and to be a wise responder (a wiser one); I must know. I just need a little support from those who still believe in me--even at my worst. And, most especially from the One who keeps me going. :-)</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br /></b></span></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br /></b></span></span>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-8273972032897327912012-09-06T05:39:00.002-07:002012-09-06T05:39:34.917-07:00Quotable Quotes I just wanted to share how I'm feeling now and how I'm dealing with the unfavorable things around me.<div>
What made me decide to post these 'not-so-very-new' and 'kind-of-common' yet 'simple' quotes is the inspiration I got from those people around me who may have 'accidentally' inspired me in their own little ways, those people who believed in my sincerity and for the read-worthy prayer booklet, 'Our Daily Bread', I have read last night.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
The first quote goes this way...</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<b>"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." -by Anonymous</b></div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
I received this quote just yesterday, via sms by a good old friend of mine named Dit-Dit. This bubbly, cute and small-but-terrible gal is actually fond of sending messages to her circle of friends. She's use to send us quotes she have on her drafts. And this one stroke me the most upon reading. It's because, <b>for me</b>, the saying is also parallel to what I have realized recently:</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<b>"Judge-mental people wouldn't care to listen to your sincerest reason on why you did such thing...they just directly blame you into the mess they thought you have started and find for your faults in the case."</b></div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGZZBRzps8B7c-5TlriOsRT1UlaqU8qeVrn-2M8K1iRR6HwbZKAKBti0xNsfU-h1c2Y2zOvzu0TabfrVKmeYUlmLk54crnr01fI25mwIoc_JY9JT3zk2gCdn7XfbdUsZAIgsLhEIkUkCE/s1600/roj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGZZBRzps8B7c-5TlriOsRT1UlaqU8qeVrn-2M8K1iRR6HwbZKAKBti0xNsfU-h1c2Y2zOvzu0TabfrVKmeYUlmLk54crnr01fI25mwIoc_JY9JT3zk2gCdn7XfbdUsZAIgsLhEIkUkCE/s1600/roj.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Killer stare!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div>
I could imagine how those people would stare at me when they're at my back. haha</div>
<div>
Nice try from myself! ^^,</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Anyways, here are the others...</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<b>"Trials are like fire they can destroy or strengthen you depending on your character and outlook in life. Remember: The fire that melts the butter is the same fire that hardens the steel."</b></div>
<div>
<b>-by Anonymous</b></div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
I got this from a concern friend. I think she sent me this one to enlighten me and to cheer me up. Thanks for this one Lois. :)</div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
<b>"If you want to be happy for a moment, take revenge. But if you want to be happy for a lifetime, then grant forgiveness."</b></div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
<b> </b>And this one is from a former schoolmate whom also is a good friend. Her name is Eva Mae.</div>
<div>
Lastly...</div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
The quote, which I think, sums up everything.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<b>"Trials come because we live in a broken world, but if we decide that we will learn the lessons taught, there are no 'ifs' about it--it is an important way to GROW."</b></div>
<div>
<b> -Bill Crowder, Our Daily Bread</b></div>
<div>
<b><br /></b></div>
<div>
I finally realized how good He is. That, truly, whatever happens on me, He'll never leave me. And also, He'll be there when I can't carry the heavy load anymore. I am so thankful that He did ways to enlighten myself when I almost gave up. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
So, for those people I meant for this post. I just forgive and forget everything. Go on! Just continue to spoil me if that's what makes you happy. I really hope you are! haha</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
You deserve this...</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCb77F-VE-YsDazVRKFdEz_LHTiIjvuwFWkn6yJjr3SNDiLk_SLngECGM_0MTyQRaqzPUXl3jSZXZk49H5ev4K3CFw6iXgtwtUltyGIj2kYeeGyrJqgIkC6JUaljE4iTecCRfdD_SdO3Q/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCb77F-VE-YsDazVRKFdEz_LHTiIjvuwFWkn6yJjr3SNDiLk_SLngECGM_0MTyQRaqzPUXl3jSZXZk49H5ev4K3CFw6iXgtwtUltyGIj2kYeeGyrJqgIkC6JUaljE4iTecCRfdD_SdO3Q/s1600/Untitled.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A big smile on my face! :)<br /></td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
</div>
Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-32202999183780456882012-09-04T22:26:00.000-07:002012-09-06T04:13:54.665-07:00 It's hurting me so much seeing those people, whom I look up to the most, acting like they don't deserve some respect. I wanted to try in getting things fix earlier but seems like they're not worth any effort. I see how their true colors are revealing. And, I also ache noticing how they stare at me as if I'm the one to be blamed and as if I did such thing for my own benefit.<br />
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
I now knew how unfair the world in here is...how they try to succumbed in their own faults...and how immature they are not to accept criticisms from others.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
I may be wrong somewhere...but, I knew, in my part I did what I thought was right. All that matters now is that I showed them how a tiny speck can awaken their blinded eyes. It was not my intention to please anybody because it's not about me, it's all about us.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Sometimes, I feel like giving up and exit from the inside, thinking it is the easiest way to solve the problem. But, I realized it is quitting what makes one a loser. So, I'll just let them bark on me. Anyways, I'm not going to mind them, they are just dogs barking.<br />
<br /></div>
<div>
......................................<br />
<br /></div>
<div>
After what has happened, I really do hope for forgiveness and acceptance. Forgiveness for people I may have hurt. Acceptance for the people who can't accept their own flaws. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://rlv.zcache.com/poker_face_meme_sticker-p217364371397583358envb3_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/poker_face_meme_sticker-p217364371397583358envb3_400.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>
It was something I can learn from and I know for somebody too, who share the same sentiment I was feeling. Therefore, I must move on. Life must go on. </div>
Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-7114245660459051612012-08-07T20:42:00.003-07:002012-08-07T20:56:30.468-07:00Forget You!<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It has been a long, stressful and depressing week last week.</span></div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So, now is my time to start a new beginning...</span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">to forget everything and take a new path this second semester.</span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Move on", I say...and "Forget You", I must sing.</span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Lalalala ♫♫♫♪♫♪...</span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div>
</div>
<div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/dZ53-C9skso?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div>
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px;">I see you drivin' round town with the guy I love</span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And I'm like, forget you</span></div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I guess the change in my pocket Wasn't enough</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm like, forget you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Yeah I'm sorry, I can't afford a Ferrari,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But that don't mean I can't get you there</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I guess she is an Xbox and I'm more an Atari,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Mmm, but the way you play your game ain't fair</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I pity the fool that falls in love with you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(Ooo, she's a gold digger)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Well</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(Just thought you should know)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ooooooh</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I've got some news for you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Yeah, go run and tell your little girlfriend</span></span></div>
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I see you drivin round town with the guy I love</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And I'm like, forget you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm like, forget you and forget him too</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Said, if I was richer, I'd still be with ya</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Now ain't that some sh.. (Ain't that some sh..)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And although there's pain in my chest</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I still wish you the best with a</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Forget you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Now baby, baby, baby, why d'you wanna wanna hurt me so bad?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(So bad, so bad, so bad)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I tried to tell my mamma but she told me</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"This is one for your dad"</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(Your dad, your dad, your dad)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(Uh!) Why? (Uh!) Why? (Uh!)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Why baby? (Uh!) I love you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I still love you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Oooh!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I see you drivin round town with the guy I love</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And I'm like, forget you (Forget you)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm like, forget you and forget him too</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Said, if I was richer, I'd still be with ya</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Huh, now ain't that some sh.. (Ain't that some sh..)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Although there's pain in my chest</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I still wish you the best with a</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Forget you!</div>
</span><div style="text-align: center;">
More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/glee/#share<br />
<br />
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img height="200" src="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/einstein-150x150.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bleeh!☺</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
</div>
</span></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-70473352864858892472012-07-30T02:43:00.003-07:002012-07-30T02:56:03.518-07:00Reminder for a Blogginner (Blog-Beginner) I entered the blogging world in order to improve my writing skills, especially in creative ways. Before, I always tell myself to practice writing, read and read articles and the likes, and become writing as one of my hobbies. Just this afternoon, I visited few blog sites and I found there write-ups very interesting and read-worthy. I really envy them. Although, I have a valid excuse, that I am still a neophyte at blogger so I still have long long way to go to be like them. It's been almost six months already since I started blogging yet I notice myself 'slowly' improving. Tsk<br />
<br />
So, I visited Mr. Google and searched on how to improve my writing skills. I might as well keep it by myself because it's maybe senseless sharing something to people who don't need 'reminders'. But, please allow me to do so, so that I'll always be reminded and reminded in case I somehow forget.<br />
<br />
I found different articles but I find this one a more interesting exercise. I chose this because I think this is apt for me as an aspiring creative writer. :)<br />
<br />
Here it is: <br />
<br />
<br />
1.) Take a mediocre, horrible or fabulous piece of your writing. It doesn't
need to be long, just writing. Go through it and look for non-descriptive words,
such as 'nice', 'beautiful' and 'wonderful'. List these words, and detail what
they are actually supposed to be describing. <br />
<br />
A nice outfit - Nice means as many things as there are people! Does nice
mean green or blue? Cotton or polyester? A skirt or pants? Matching or
eclectic? <br />
A beautiful day - Some folks like rain, some love the sun. Are there clouds?
Is it morning or evening? Is it a day to lounge at home or go out and
socialize? What constitutes a beautiful day? Beauty? What's that? <br />
You can see by these examples that non-descriptive words rob your writing of
what makes it unique - you! <br />
<br />
2.) This is one of my favorites. I came across it as I was studying
metaphors. On the left side of the page, list tangible nouns. Ocean, flood,
steam shovel, cinder block, spoon. On the right side of the page, list
intangible nouns. Respect, desire, hunger, flight. Now combine them in a phrase
like this: <br />
'a of '.
Examples would be 'an ocean of respect', a spoonful of desire'. Let yourself
get carried away with this, and you will come up with some very powerful
images. <br />
<br />
3.) Open up a dictionary. Choose a word and write about it for 10 minutes,
non-stop. Choose another word and do the same. Choose a third and write 10 more
minutes. Although you have three different words, there may be a common thread
running through them. Look for it. The day I did this, the rainy weather
permeated my three pieces of random writing. If a thread is not there, try and
connect these three separate pieces of writing. <br />
<br />
4.) Make a list about something. Choose something ordinary and make a list of
things about it or related to it. Do it off the top of your head, taking just
10 minutes or so. Now read it. You will feel a rhythm to it after a few lines,
and it will sound poetic. If you make a list about a kiss or love or flowers,
you may have a sweet poem when you're done. <br />
<br />
The class I did this in listed a yard sale. Sounds dull? It was actually
very interesting to hear what everyone had to say about a yard sale, the
contents, the seller, the other buyers, the type of day it was and so on. A
yard sale is not dull subject matter! <br />
<br />
5.) Find a picture in a magazine. Make sure it interests you. Look this
picture over carefully for just a minute and write about it for at least 10
minutes. Describe the detail, the light, the subject matter. Are there people?
What are they thinking? How did they get there? Who are they? You could do the
traditional 'Who What When Where Why' routine. You'll be surprised at how much
you can see in a picture when you have to!<br />
<br />
(c) Demand Media 2011<br />
http://www.essortment.com/improve-writing-skills-writing-exercises-34649.html<br />
<br />
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
<br />
Another thing. I remember our writing workshops before facilitated by our technical adviser in the yearbook publication. Our adviser also introduced different good exercises. Wiw! Though those have been nerve-cracking sessions but at least those sessions pushed me to improve and keep my creativity flowing. >.<Now, it's time for me to double time... Wish me luck! Write On! :D<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<img alt="" class="rg_hi uh_hi" data-height="211" data-width="239" height="211" id="rg_hi" src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ7sEdpYWwd2UX5Zd2qsrAzWjyotRNyiFqjZCpybkQlAydgfssTpg" style="height: 211px; width: 239px;" width="239" /></div>
<br />Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-46967791743115979712012-07-29T22:40:00.000-07:002012-07-29T22:40:04.704-07:00Uhm... It's 1:20 pm. I am not in the mood to study. I'd rather <strike>procrastinate </strike>make something else.<br />
Well, I'm pretty sure this isn't a waist of time because I'm making my remaining forty minutes 'productive'. Maybe? (insert smiley face with a winking eye) I'm probably one of the luckiest persons in the whole world today. Hoho Yeah. Like, first, I wasn't able to study my lessons in Philosophy and Management but I found the tests sort of not that challenging. I mean it. Hihi And also, it's because of my 'kind' seatmates. (If you know what I mean!) Hmmm...<br />
My cellphone's time strikes at 1:26 pm. I'm still busy typing the keyboard and facing the monitor, writing what's on my head.Weird. I find myself weird. I'm not like this before; carefree, happy-go-lucky. Somebody just awakened my sleeping creative juices. (chos!) Uhm. I have an exam at 2:00 pm. I haven't even studied anything. I just finished doing my "Earth's Wheel of Information" for my Physics class. Now, I'm already contented. Haha I really don't care. I sound insane. I know right?<br />
Well, oh-well. That's what I'm feeling right now.<br />
1:34 pm--the time. I guess it's time to say <i>chao</i> now. Actually, I still have to do some "ninja<br />
" moves for my Physics exam. Our instructor required us to do so, in Cebuano we call it "<i>kodigo</i>." This is crazy! Haha Well, I'm a good student. I just follow what he told us. Hihi<br />
It's twenty minutes before two already. Yet, I don't feel butterflies flying in my stomach. I still very confident. To kill the remaining time is what I want to do.<br />
Express what I feel right now. Write what I want to say...because it makes me feel better. To unleash the depressions and stresses within me. I just want to be inspired and feel like I'm totally free--from worries outside. So that when I go out form this cool place I'll be wearing a warm smile and say hello to the world. No fear--if I'll fail or get low score.<br />
Now it's quarter to two. I have to stop this heaven I'm feeling inside of me. Whether I like it or not. I have to face the reality that I have to take the exam not really ready. This is it!<br />
<i>Chao!</i> <br />
Honestly, I'll be getting ready. Don't worry. :)Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-43176601892752046072012-07-27T09:36:00.007-07:002012-11-14T02:21:29.925-08:00What's Happening? I hate it because something's going wrong with Mr. Post a Comment, Sir Add and Bro. Insert Image in Blogger which I didn't expect to happen. It's already (seriously) displeasing to me and for sure to the blogger users out there who are also 'greatly' affected by these problems. But, I just hope that these aren't 'universal' problems (insert poker face here) and I'll be able to determine how to solve these ASAP.<br />
<br />
Well, here are the three problems that really bothered me:<br />
<br />
1.) The "Post a Comment" box is not working. I noticed that after I typed my comment and clicked the Publish button, the comments are not published. Then the phrase "Please choose a profile" shows. And, I really have no idea what it means! >.< My goodness!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZlZGBeWZqXT5jsAw15AOHhNbF70ZPmXKHmPlkAZ2UjKayRU0x-S1owP5iotK_qGNBMg995GJDbMYks7ZvQL3tL6Dw66Pz6Yvuvq3UeJoKdPdXFe17pCje0wW_KgntBxg0cFznVEAe7M/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZlZGBeWZqXT5jsAw15AOHhNbF70ZPmXKHmPlkAZ2UjKayRU0x-S1owP5iotK_qGNBMg995GJDbMYks7ZvQL3tL6Dw66Pz6Yvuvq3UeJoKdPdXFe17pCje0wW_KgntBxg0cFznVEAe7M/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"></span></div>
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
2.) I wanted to follow someone but whenever I click the Follow button, this dialog box below eventually just popped out. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZS12abDgz3cc2prR0WAwHLVR6wy-WtbFHsjXG_jnAtBx8OFMnsPG8rwnO7On7rWqD1faZibTDZXBvXDSGAJA2ckw5PaeiZffOUlsSgIPQQwoPNcz6ybXjpbb6nd4zn7PI0NSsjRYb57c/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="92" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZS12abDgz3cc2prR0WAwHLVR6wy-WtbFHsjXG_jnAtBx8OFMnsPG8rwnO7On7rWqD1faZibTDZXBvXDSGAJA2ckw5PaeiZffOUlsSgIPQQwoPNcz6ybXjpbb6nd4zn7PI0NSsjRYb57c/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
3.) Lastly, inserting photos to my post from the computer took me centuries to do so! ;-/ OH-EM! Good thing I got Dora's power of being an adventurous explorer and I was able to make some solution for it! Haha</div>
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Anyways, does anyone know the solutions? If you do, please leave a comment. (I wish you could! *evil grin) I know Mr. Google is just a monitor away but I think it'll be better if you'll extend some help.</div>
<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Thanks ahead! ;)<br />
<br />
These stuffs hinder me to enjoy blogging so please help me. ^^,</div>
<br />
<span id="goog_1022082689"></span>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-11902671534169307662012-07-27T01:57:00.000-07:002012-07-27T13:53:37.910-07:00Smile<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>
<blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC22megXr4MHYuQrpNlPEnT9HfYPl-vKbX08myL4VxiWeWZ-VV99PhmfEMgI12JFTHX1CuH8xRSeD2NlkMtF7qDYzXmHRUQUEZCKruUGfLGsC7B9ewxMe3XLZxY3cPHlrq01_wA_fpvRo/s1600/smileyfaces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC22megXr4MHYuQrpNlPEnT9HfYPl-vKbX08myL4VxiWeWZ-VV99PhmfEMgI12JFTHX1CuH8xRSeD2NlkMtF7qDYzXmHRUQUEZCKruUGfLGsC7B9ewxMe3XLZxY3cPHlrq01_wA_fpvRo/s640/smileyfaces.jpg" width="425" /></span></span></a></blockquote>
<div style="text-align: justify;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"A smile is a lighting system of the face, the cooling system of the head </span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and the heating system of the heart."</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> I just want to share a picture of mine I just edited a while ago (which I deserve a CLAP CLAP). And the quote above first came out from my thoughts. It's actually a saying I got from a high school classmate whom also my friend. I really can't forget it since it's like I've been repeating that line in my so-called "speech" (parody or collection of speeches I made when I was still in first year high school) whenever my group of friends and I got bored. Like, yeah? One way of killing boredom. FYI, I was kind of the batch comedian before. Anyways, you're maybe familiar with the quote since it's not originally from her.</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Going back to her, this gal is a close friend of mine. I remember how we shared smiles and laughters before. We used to laugh like there's no tomorrow. As in! If Batman has Robin as his side-kick (far-out! <i>Wala na ko'y ma-think</i>), it's like me having her. That's how close we were. That's why, when I was editing this photo, I remember that girl. Her name is Erla. But maybe, unlike your best or true or whatever you call your close friends, we super barely see or spend some leisure time chit-chatting each other. Because she's studying at the neighboring university--and that also cause me to miss her a lot.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> Although she maybe can't read this, I still dedicate this post and the edited picture of mine to her. ;)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-65785043590896840692012-07-26T22:11:00.005-07:002012-07-26T23:15:19.295-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
<img height="320" src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/059/6/5/sadness_by_g_leom-d3am9c8.jpg" width="320" /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Who says I'm totally happy?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I'm a no-problem person...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I just laugh at life's uncertainties...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I'm very optimistic!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That sadness and loneliness is not my friend!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Who are they?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Aren't you one of us, are you?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Sometimes, life is just so unfair.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They think I'm very alright...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I have true friends who are always there for me?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I'm not alone in this effin world?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I am in bliss?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But actually I'm not!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Deep inside I'm slowly drowning,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Wilting...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And dying...helplessly.</div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-63159161861974841952012-06-22T02:04:00.001-07:002012-06-22T02:09:05.377-07:00Young Sprouts<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Shoveled the richest soil and put us on</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To be nurtured well and be primed</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
For the outside's challenges we will be facing</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Amidst the uncertainties, we must believe!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Beneath the earth, we patiently waited</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Water's our life</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Then our roots dig down to the core;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To build our foundation--our soul!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Now our life's anew every spring</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm one of those who stands so firm</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So proud and fresh; young sprouts--so green</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Breath life; AHA! Look what you've seen!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdKkFGMwZ0xoZhQG45BtRQjSCZkzt0DpNqWLcsxWLm3Gq_OqxRLf8xAxmIo0graGuZO24wMOFuhPWE2dgwobgF6LKNXqrxanG9hZR8Okf1ZjC7CFNMngj9GlVovdBid3TmExq-MMl_K4/s400/watermelon+seeds+and+seedlings+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdKkFGMwZ0xoZhQG45BtRQjSCZkzt0DpNqWLcsxWLm3Gq_OqxRLf8xAxmIo0graGuZO24wMOFuhPWE2dgwobgF6LKNXqrxanG9hZR8Okf1ZjC7CFNMngj9GlVovdBid3TmExq-MMl_K4/s320/watermelon+seeds+and+seedlings+copy.jpg" width="312" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
(c) Jeanie Chadwick</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<a href="http://blog.jeaniechadwick.com/2010_05_01_archive.html">http://blog.jeaniechadwick.com/2010_05_01_archive.html</a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-44962215467897508912012-06-19T17:48:00.000-07:002012-06-19T17:52:50.059-07:00Acrostic Poem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFg6i2Dj3t3D0DubfPoEZXb7mbBQKOm67brsxDfVUaJ_1w16_7XmKsSBc9L23w1yj1_udoqYMyIZyHPsuUK1wnXkrW_A1oH2-obzZEy8Aoad4EbZK8zQvTHKhzLPBczPye5J-UpWgYsiQ/s1600/leave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFg6i2Dj3t3D0DubfPoEZXb7mbBQKOm67brsxDfVUaJ_1w16_7XmKsSBc9L23w1yj1_udoqYMyIZyHPsuUK1wnXkrW_A1oH2-obzZEy8Aoad4EbZK8zQvTHKhzLPBczPye5J-UpWgYsiQ/s400/leave.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFg6i2Dj3t3D0DubfPoEZXb7mbBQKOm67brsxDfVUaJ_1w16_7XmKsSBc9L23w1yj1_udoqYMyIZyHPsuUK1wnXkrW_A1oH2-obzZEy8Aoad4EbZK8zQvTHKhzLPBczPye5J-UpWgYsiQ/s1600/leave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;">L</span>et you go--I'm not forcing you to stay but,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">
<div style="text-align: left;">
<div style="text-align: right;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"> E</span>ver beloved of mine; not now, please think</div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<div style="text-align: right;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;">A</span>ll of the times we had, don't want to forget</div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<div style="text-align: right;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;">V</span>alued everything we had; but,</div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<div style="text-align: right;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;">E</span>nough? If it wasn't...now leave. I'll set you free.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0Dumaguete City, Philippines9.2955522 123.28149429.2642116999999988 123.24201219999999 9.3268927 123.3209762tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-7094175133342990882012-06-12T18:07:00.002-07:002012-06-13T19:27:24.586-07:00Icarus<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lzyCtyt-ya3Op056o6KMJtXBDW6RJ_URjyxXCgIPyI1mpcV8VL2enLybtqau4sAcYEKMQGDMLb6fcXtO9L3KwMMtP3B6TrOZPoMDJVG4G1rrLG7XDQ6tTOwFS2zOhJRVRC0n1bE0cP8/s1600/Icarus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lzyCtyt-ya3Op056o6KMJtXBDW6RJ_URjyxXCgIPyI1mpcV8VL2enLybtqau4sAcYEKMQGDMLb6fcXtO9L3KwMMtP3B6TrOZPoMDJVG4G1rrLG7XDQ6tTOwFS2zOhJRVRC0n1bE0cP8/s400/Icarus.jpg" width="311" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6lzyCtyt-ya3Op056o6KMJtXBDW6RJ_URjyxXCgIPyI1mpcV8VL2enLybtqau4sAcYEKMQGDMLb6fcXtO9L3KwMMtP3B6TrOZPoMDJVG4G1rrLG7XDQ6tTOwFS2zOhJRVRC0n1bE0cP8/s1600/Icarus.jpg"></a><br />
<br />
<div>The time has come<br />
To come away from this place<br />
Where dreams of mine turned into reality<br />
The world outside, they'll surely see.<br />
That once a speck<br />
<div>Became a precious creature<br />
Now equipped with enough knowledge<br />
Ready to face the realms of life with courage.<br />
I'll escape with nothing in my heart<br />
Except for love<br />
Love for the challenges and adventure<br />
In this battlefield for me to endure.<br />
Time to flip my wings<br />
Need not afraid to fall<br />
I must try<br />
Must learn to soar high.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<a href="http://vladimir%20kush%27s%20icarus/" style="text-align: left;">http://www.zuzafun.com/surreal-paintings-of-vladimir-kush </a></div></div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-64885564452417748302012-06-05T22:51:00.000-07:002012-06-05T22:51:32.761-07:00Creative Drought"...undeniable truth: our wells of inspiration are bound to run dry from time to time."<br />
<br />
I was stroke by this line upon reading a short article about art inspirations. I stopped reading and thoughts started to pop out at the back of my mind. I asked myself, "How would I possibly get myself inspired? Where would I seek inspirations? To whom? In what way?... Will I ever be?"<br />
I sighed. Pause for a while. Then, I continued reading...<br />
As I browse the page, my creative fire was suddenly lighted. At last! I was dazzled by the paintings below the article and the stories of the various artists. Everything was just so inspiring to me. Although the works are not that splendid but at least they've done something unique coming from their wild imaginations.<br />
So I told myself not to give up and make something inspiring too. My well was filled already but, not much. At least...<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2uB8WueCF6x4glwS7eIepg1bkA22FWg1rGOpudbVaACUbmwjbqmfO1etACGDrZ-Lr2pjylVlXyxFgtTc8xw9Zx2MZyXN7057aGJ6ThA26b1lzosChMICY4cga1ljB41C2cEk5OCEXcU/s1600/image50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2uB8WueCF6x4glwS7eIepg1bkA22FWg1rGOpudbVaACUbmwjbqmfO1etACGDrZ-Lr2pjylVlXyxFgtTc8xw9Zx2MZyXN7057aGJ6ThA26b1lzosChMICY4cga1ljB41C2cEk5OCEXcU/s320/image50.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>And this is how I felt.Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-76114008940172835512012-05-07T01:47:00.001-07:002012-05-07T23:40:14.257-07:00Nobody knows how I uncertainly feel about this stuff.<br />
<br />
Not anybody. Not even my closest friends...Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-79731222949868112462012-05-02T21:15:00.000-07:002012-05-02T21:15:03.430-07:00I am so confused...Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-18701939981709403502012-05-01T23:27:00.000-07:002012-05-01T23:27:09.015-07:00Things are going uncontrollable...<br />
I never thought it wouldn't be that easy...<br />
But, I'm fun of taking risks...<br />
There's no time for me to turn back...<br />
I have no choice; instead, to continue what I've started...Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-10449258706680749032012-02-20T03:09:00.000-08:002012-02-20T09:39:31.252-08:00Words Left Unsaid Those days were gone but my love for her still remains. The waves of regrets haunted my inner thoughts. The blue sky turned into a dark gray one--it was vague. I regret those times. I was about to catch a lovely being's heart but that time I was uncertain. I was afraid. I wasn't so sure about it. I was even thinking back then, "What if our worlds wouldn't cross each other? What if...?"<br />
<br />
I've tried once. I only tried once. Whenever she passed by, I wore my sweetest inviting smile. I sang beautiful songs together with the swaying grasses and the whistling wind. The birds above us sang lovesome songs too. But she's not noticing me. She just touched my heart and left nothing but footprints--it hurt me so much. Am I invisible or is she the one that's naive? I've even wished to be like her--her being, so that I could escape to this lonely world of mine and we could be together. The blissful sun, the quiescent moon, and the twinkling stars, they knew everything; the times when I was in deep sadness.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6uqkEcS7b8iJpQccVZOdRGx0NI-Fu8bnfm_ULKZAlBd58zrlV7sJT6_yvL9C0fCL6eBd540MgrfEeolCw22md6_WkF4ENu4nhyCbJKsALiLyQjh61DeSiFcbWh3I8tCjimjZkqkztCw/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6uqkEcS7b8iJpQccVZOdRGx0NI-Fu8bnfm_ULKZAlBd58zrlV7sJT6_yvL9C0fCL6eBd540MgrfEeolCw22md6_WkF4ENu4nhyCbJKsALiLyQjh61DeSiFcbWh3I8tCjimjZkqkztCw/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
Parts of me now are slowly wilting. This lonely world of mine might end too soon but, my love for her will always be with me eternally. But, if and only if, I did tell her what I truly felt then, this wouldn't be a useless lonely world of mine. Now, my everything's gone; she's gone. Goodbye my beloved butterfly. See you in the next wonderful world of ours. Farewell. I'll be bringing those memories we had. In this quiet seashore, I, a poor wild dandelion take it's final look into the world where everything started. But, my love for you remains...Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-11866938857509304352012-02-14T18:27:00.001-08:002012-06-19T17:56:15.987-07:00Introducing Me<b>I am:</b> an ordinary person trying to be extraordinary...<br />
<div><br />
</div><div><b>I think:</b> I'm on the right track. Baby, I was born this way! XD</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I know:</b> I still have more to learn in life. ^.^</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I want:</b> to improve in many aspects of life, especially in writing. B)</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I have:</b> a dream, a song to sing, to help me cope with everything. ^.- </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I wish:</b> I am a fish swimming in the sea but a fish on a dish, I never wish to be!</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I hate:</b> those wasted times that i didn't use my "coconut shell." >.< Err.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I miss:</b> my old self--a very loud me.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I fear:</b> my best isn't good enough...</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I hear:</b> the sweet music of LIFE. ;)</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I smell:</b> my armpit often. hekhek XD sshhh..</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I crave:</b> for true love. ;'3 (long story) Haha</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I search:</b> for answers to my unanswerable questions... hmmf.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I wonder:</b> what's my purpose in living this kind of life...?</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I regret:</b> for the mistakes I've done in the past but, I learn from them.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I love:</b> everyone as well as I love myself.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I ache:</b> when people are so mean to the world. Pfft.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I was not:</b> able to give my very best this second semester... I hope it's never too late.</div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>I am not:</b> usually good at cracking jokes but I'm naturally funny. XD Maybe because of my face? lol.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I cry:</b> when he ignores my presence...when I feel like he hates me. But now I don't 'cause I feel like my heart is already numb.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I believe:</b> everybody deserves to gain true love and true happiness, in God's time...</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I dance:</b> when I feel to dance. ;D Dancing is one of my hobbies.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I sing:</b> random songs. Anything that relate to me...</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I read:</b> books... UNFINISHED. ;P</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I don't always:</b> hide what I truly feel inside. I'm not secretive kind of person.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I fight:</b> 'cause I'm a fighter but I still know my limitations.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I write:</b> not using my pen and paper. I write through my wild IMAGINATION... XD (wehh?!)</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I win:</b> because I continue living...<br />
<br />
</div><div><b>I lose:</b> when I feel like giving up.</div><div>BUT...</div><div><b>I never: </b>give up. I'm not a quitter.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I always:</b> grab every opportunity. I don't waste time.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I confuse:</b> names of the people I meet along the way... I just easily remember their faces but not their names.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I listen:</b> to music when I'm stressed-out. It's my one way of relaxation.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I can usually be found:</b> anywhere... ;D 'cause I'm a "red-but fly." HAHA </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I am scared:</b> of DARKNESS... especially when I'm alone.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I need:</b> to strive hard for me to pass my Major subject. I don't want to shift another course. o_o</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I am happy:</b> with my life yet still seeking for more. I know it'll still turn better.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I wake up:</b> every morning telling myself, "God has given you a brand new day... make something productive out of it and thank Him for everything He has given to you." ;)</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>I sleep:</b> after a very long day of mine... and while sleeping I wander in Dreamland not knowing what's there on the other side.</div><div><br />
</div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-43302751049649988562012-02-07T02:55:00.000-08:002012-02-09T17:45:48.740-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdO61K83FAqknlnePxoZZ9cMUCHEkxgr6HedrWFZhbNX5TEqnH_a_736g5E6j2K3naSE8pIzTMycRYtmTCW47v6lHIBSU4PHQegpZyJ2a_kvwBjMmUMCizHYkI2cPkIqp3-m7oD_DTzaQ/s1600/fr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdO61K83FAqknlnePxoZZ9cMUCHEkxgr6HedrWFZhbNX5TEqnH_a_736g5E6j2K3naSE8pIzTMycRYtmTCW47v6lHIBSU4PHQegpZyJ2a_kvwBjMmUMCizHYkI2cPkIqp3-m7oD_DTzaQ/s640/fr.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> I was just observing to those who were busy doing stuffs using Photoshop. I got bored so I went to Sarah, who's confused on what to do. I decided to grab the chair and started editing the photo (<i>the farm background</i>).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> It took me some time to look for a man standing showing its back but luckily I just did. Then, I added some kind of a shadow on the man. *credits to some of the affiliates who "patiently" taught me how. :D</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> And the highlight, the so-called LENS FLARE!!! HAHA Try to look for it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">I really like the effect. ^.^ *just don't mind the "beginner" Thanks also to Kuya Hapi for telling me what to do for the flare.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> I'm so proud of my first creation! Watch out for the next ones. ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> </div>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077131038654201119.post-5413670100324986382012-02-05T19:14:00.000-08:002012-06-19T17:56:15.992-07:001st Creative Writing WorkshopWe were asked to randomly pick the following:<br />
<br />
1. Character: a new mother<br />
2. Time: a cold and stormy night<br />
3. Place: a college library<br />
4. Situation: you reach your goals<br />
<br />
And to make a story out of those... Here's mine.<br />
<br />
<br />
As I was making my way to the institution where I graduated, I was amazed by the big changes in the place. It wasn't like it was before. The place has changed a lot.<br />
So, I continued walking...<br />
<br />
Surprisingly, the dusty stairs leading to the library caught my attention. My feet wanted me to go there hurriedly. I can't control them; as if they have their own life. Then when I reached there, a cold gust of air brushes my face.<br />
I was uncertain.<br />
<br />
I don't know what exactly to do. It seems like it was my first time to get in there. I then told myself, "You can do this!" After sometime, I didn't notice that tears run down from my eyes. I remembered the things I used to do before. Then, I was shocked when I saw my favorite chair where I used to read books.<br />
<br />
This is what I'm fearing of--to move on from the past. It has been my frustration on how to overcome my greatest fear. I cried and cried, thinking of the mistakes I've done in the past. Then, I felt unconscious without noticing the time. When I was awake, I slowly looked into the window. Heavy rain is pouring down, just like my shattered dreams.<br />
<br />
It did turn into a cold and stormy night. I was all alone in the library. Like my world, I am all alone with nobody else. It's my greatest fear to be alone. Like my old favorite chair, both of us were left by him.<br />
<br />
Realizations stroke me.<br />
<br />
But I did overcome my greatest fear, when the sunny morning and the beautiful weather came the next day. It was a new hope for me--to live my life as a full time librarian and as a single mother to my one-year old child.<br />
<br />
This is just the beginning of my story. <br />
<br />
<i>The End.</i>Rojan Talita and Yvonne Faye Momohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473359681378462465noreply@blogger.com0