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July 11, 2010


“….. Life is so stressful sometimes, i wish i could just leave everything behind and live the dreams i always wish i had.”

I remember my lola said to~ say ‘thank you’ for something I have received, no matter how small it is.

I became a poet that day… I go out and say thank you to all that I see and like. its a wonderful feeling.

Now — I am losing it. I am becoming the ungrateful bitch that I hated. ehehehe.

I hate complaining… I hear that on my husband all the time. especially hating it when he blasted it before going to sleep and / or during cuddle time! grrrr. it makes my day –BLAHHHHND. He’s not the only one. I can be guilty with this too. sometimes. LOL (deny effect)

He does the complaining for me… even when hes not there. weird huh??? right! for example, one time, I accidentally ruined my oh so white, oh so clean rubber shoes with mud stains (courtesy of typhoon basyang), then i hear his nagging voice inside my head– disgusted and with disbelief. well, you try to be with the guy for almost 7 years.

and Im usually the one wholl try to look for a solution. or~ill just ask him to ignore whatever that may be and just- deal with it. period. hmppffs…. so he’ll stop for a while. then back with it again. haays.

Those who complain a lot- i would advise them that…. WE- should be grateful… grateful in what we HAVE right now….and that- we don’t live on streets, that we eat three times a day,… and to my husband: that we have internet connection (for our bisyo).. and that we have still have enough money for desserts. I mean! please! stop complaining! I am beginning to feel every possible stress that comes my way when I shouldnt be. (one one thousand, two one thousand…)…. whew!

Money is to be blame…. and people who invented things that we dont need. Unlike before, we just deal with ‘the three basic needs’ of men. Now, we have to have cellphones, laptops, pc,cars… all those luxuries that you can think of. whew! money.. money… money…

SAYING THANK YOU: I am grateful to have a family and friends who say thank you when theyre given. because of that, i think, we are easily entertained/amused, and by that-  we keep relationships in a positive way. and we know the value of saying thank you to people and to GOD. It can do a lot, just by saying thank you. Some people here dont know how to say it, or what it can do to the one who gives or receives it, or why they have to say it.

but– I admit, I failed to send some “Thank you cards” to those I owe it with. SORRY! weheheheh

Hypocrisy? To you. I prefer to think of it as a ‘good upbringing’.

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