HOW TO CONTROL EMOTIONS

is would give you guides on how to control your emotions towards your better-half, friends, officemates and all the people around you, especially your “boss“ . The rules of practicing “ugaling langit, ugaling kaaya-aya” :

#1 Ang naunang magalit ang may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna. 

#2 Walang taong nag-aaway mag-isa. Pag hindi kayo sumagot o pumatol, titigil din daw ang taong nakikipag- away sa inyo. 

#3 Ang taong galit, ‘ bingi. ‘ If someone is angry, wala raw pinakikinggan, so, don ‘ t try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niya iintindihin dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya.

#4 Ang taong galit, ‘ abnoy. ‘ Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? because the Lord said when He was crucified, “Father, patawarin mo sila dahil hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginagawa.” Modern term for these kinds of people are abnoys, so you better not get angry para huwag kang matawag na abnoy. 

You should also know and realize that the persons who make your day bad are jewels, because you need them for you to mature. Hangga ‘ t andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa. God will not take away those people; it ‘ s for you to take away your bad feelings towards them. You ‘ ll know na mature ka na pag dumating ‘ yung time na hindi ka na naiinis sa mga taong ito because you have learned to accept them and to have patience with them.

#5 Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of this person, “I will grow mature,” and that DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD. 

 

Kwentong Pinay!!!

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako.
Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang
pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang
bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam
kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Halika at makinig ka muna sa kwento ko.

Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit.
Sikat ka sa lahat, virgin eh! Tinanggap ko naman
silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit
alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga
rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na
foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw
ako?

Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di
ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga
nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi
akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at
Kastilaloy. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot
ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase
siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang
mga naging anak ko.

Parating ang dami naming regalo – may chocolates,
yosi, at ano ka. may datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam
kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako
nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-Ingles, di
lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa
tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan
ko. ‘Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung
kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na
sosyal kami.

Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya.
Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala
unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami
ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na
akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga
ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko,
napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula.

Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na
naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa
utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa
mga inutang namin.

Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin.
Ayun, mga nasa Japan , Hong Kong , Saudi ang mga anak
ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe . Yung iba ayaw umalis sa
akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa
piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang
kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na
namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko
para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating
ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng
buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at
sarap.

Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang
tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na
malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging
kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak
ko. Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng
sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at
pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.

Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa
aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko.
Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta
maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.

Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May
nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang
isang magandang tulad ko.

Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso
ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng
palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak
ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako
balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak.
Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko,
madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman
nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.

Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa
rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag
usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa
salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang
ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga
ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta.
Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali . Proud
ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang
nararamdaman para sa akin.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit
sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako
kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa’t isa.
Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko
ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung
sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital
ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa
sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni
hindi ko na nga kilala ang sarili ko.

Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng
mga anak ko. Ilang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na.
Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Ngayon pa lang usap
usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga
anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban
naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: “INA NINYO AKO!
MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!”

Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.

Ay sorry, di ko pala nasabi pangalan ko.

PILIPINAS nga pala pangalan ko!

GREAT READ!

AN INTERESTING ANALOGY….

PONDER ON THESE WORDS…

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. He
loved the 4th wife, the most and adorned her with rich robes
and treated her to the finest of delicacies.  He gave her
nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her
off to neighboring kingdoms.  However, he feared that one day
she would leave him for another.

He also loved his 2nd wife.  She was his confidant and was
always kind, considerate and patient with him.  Whenever the
King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would
help him get through the difficult times.

The King’s 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great
contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However,
he did not love the first wife.  Although she loved him deeply,
he hardly took notice of her!

One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He
thought of his luxurious life and wondered, “I now have four
wives with me, but when I die, I’ll be all alone.”

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, “I have loved you the most,
endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care
over you.  Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me
company?”

“No way!”, replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without
another word. Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his
heart.

The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, “I have loved you all my
life. Now that I’m dying, will you follow me and keep me company?”

“No!”, replied the 3rd wife. “Life is too good!  When you die,
I’m going to remarry!”  His heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the 2nd wife, “I have always turned to you for
help and you’ve always been there for me.  When I die, will you
follow me and keep me company?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t help you out this time!”, replied the 2nd
wife.  “At the very most, I can only send you to your grave.”
Her answer came like a bolt of lightning, and the King was
devastated.

Then a voice called out: “I’ll leave with you and follow you no
matter where you go.”  The King looked up, and there was his
first wife.  She was so skinny as she suffered from
malnutrition and neglect.  Greatly grieved, the King said “I
should have taken much better care of you when I had the
chance!”

In truth, we all have 4 wives in our lives:

Our 4th wife is our body.  No matter how much time and effort
we lavish in making it look good, it will leave us when we die.

Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth.  When we
die, it will all go to others.

Our 2nd wife is our family and friends.  No matter how much
they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us
is up to the grave.

And our 1st wife is our Soul.  Often neglected in pursuit of
wealth, power and pleasures of the world.

However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us
wherever we go.

So cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only
part of us who will follow us to the throne of God and continue
with us throughout Eternity.

When the world pushes you to your knees……you’ re in the
perfect position to pray.

wala lang!

Attension bow!

Attension nga lng ba o kung anu na?!

meron kc akong kakilala ganyan eh kapal sobra eh kala mo walang ksama, ang tigas ng mukha

pakill me kill me pa tapos mageemo emo

sabi nga ni G “para kang lalaking nagpoporma lng na pagnakilala na wla na, baduy na, eemo-emo parang prince charming na cindella pa!” thats why i like him direct to the bone!

kaibigan payu lng, tingin sa paligid baka kakaistorbo kana, sabi nga sa buhay MARAMI yan kaya forgive more lng kahit nakakairita na, pro makaramdam ka naman(hahah)…

kso pag sobra kanino ba dapat ireklamo?

PS
naiirita talaga ako ang tigas ng mukha

always lock your doors

galing sa mail..ingat ingat mga kapatid na my sasakyan

__________________________

For the general commuting public, maging
driver ka man o hindi….
Ingat kayo when passing through south
super highway cor quirino ave. On our
way home from Makati , we took buendia
then turn right to south superhighway,
it was only 8pm and it was drizzling. we
were cruising fine but it was a slow
moving traffic. right after san andres
st, there are these buildings which are
modern version of home along the riles
(near the designers depot), my wife
screamed because somebody was trying to
open the car from her side. sensing that
it was locked he moved to the back door
and tried to open it likewise, we were
stocked in traffic and i was stunned
that i could not think of anything to do
but just look at him. so when finally
the traffic moved he also moved away
casually tucking the gun in his belly
and staring at me as if saying you are
lucky you locked your door. thank GOD my
wife is so makulit in reminding me to
lock the door evertime we go. kaya to
all you people beware of that place.
Actually you should be alert & be
cautious when passing through south
superhighwa y all the way to nagtahan.
Karla Vanessa M. Redor
*********** * ********* ****
Three days ago my driver had an
encounter in this area. After dropping
me off at work, the driver was on the
south bound lane of South Super Highway
near the home along the riles housing
(near Sunday Machine Works and Designer
Depot). As he came to a full stop at the
San Andres intersection stoplight, a man
approached the car’s rear passenger
side, grabbed the car’s antenna and
broke it. The man remained beside the
car, apparently waiting for the driver
to get down and confront him.
Fortunately, the driver remembered my
dad’s warnings regarding these types of
M.O.s and remained in the car. As the
driver sped away, he noticed a group of
men on the center island. It pays to be
praning,
Sa ra
************ ********* ****
Yes, I have witnessed a similar
incident, maybe about a month ago, and
reported it immediately to Police 117. A
young man tried to open the passenger
door of the taxi in front of me. About
three or four girls were inside the taxi
at that time. Fortunately, the door was
locked. I pass this route coming from
Malacanang every night. Fortunately for
me too, my car is heavily tinted so I am
not easy prey. I shall call 117 again. I
suggest you do the same. Although I
don’t know if that would really help.
Atty. Dara C. Acusar Assistant Secretary
Office of the Chief Presidential Legal
Counsel
************ ********* ****
A similar incident happened to me along
Quirino Avenue somewhere between the
Flying V gas station and Iglesia ni
Kristo. 3 men approached my car IN BROAD
DAYLIGHT! and SLOW TRAFFIC! and tried to
open the back doors. Bumusina ako ng
tuloy tuloy to BR ward them off. It’s
scary ‘coz that area has no patrolling
police men. When they failed to open my
car, they tried the other cars naman. I
don’t know kung may nabuksan sila. Then
yesterday, while the PMAP rally was
going on along Buendia cor. Ayala, as I
was about to cross that intersection,
two of the rallyists tried to open my
car doors again. Again in BROAD
DAYLIGHT! WITH A POLICEMAN AROUND! Hay,
what the world has come to. I suggest
you lock up and make a lot of noise to
at least rattle those thieves.
Judy
************ ********* ****
mga tsong this really happend last
wednesday, September sept. 10…. and i
hope u would take time in reading
this….. … I came from makati and was
driving along south super highway
(osmena hiway) going towards manila
area, nung dumating ako sa maliit na
bridge before the DESIGNER DEPOT, ung
maliit na bazaar of clothes (corner
quirino ave and osmena hiway) , if ur
coming from makati and u took bu endia
or pablo ocampo, mauuna ung bridge
before DESIGNER DEPOT ung nasa harap ko
is a gold honda civic, all of a sudden
may mga lumabas na around 6 or 7 guys
who obviously look like squatters who
reside along the riles and biglang
tinambang an ung civic, pinagsisipa,
pina gyug-yug, pinagkukutkot ung susian
and they were successful in opening the
doors, tapos nagulat na lang ako isa isa
nilang nilabas ung mga gamit na nasa
loob nung civic cds, bags, etc. im not
sure kung ung driver is a girl or a boy
, pero ung driver tinutukan ng
kutsilyo… in short parang kinuyob ung
civic, btw, ako and ung civic during
that time(mga 830 – 9 pm) ay nasa right
most ng lane… meaning right side lang
namin ung lakaran ng tao….. after
robbing… they immediately jump off the
bridge and went away….. dami nakakita
nun pero isang taxi driver lang ang
tumigil to check ung condition ng
driver…. nga pala, may oner na nasa
harap ng katabi ng civic, sakay ay mga
pulis, 2 lang ata yun,,, naka purple na
uniform (manila police)….. . i dont
know kung nakita nila yung incident na
yun….pero sa tingin ko naman makikita
nila yun… natakot lang dahil 2 lang
sila eh and their rusty pistols…. just
a friendly warning mga tsong….. kung
mag-isa kayo and mejo kita kayo sa loob
ng kotse nyo (kahit ano pa yang kotse
nyo, luma or bago) try to avoid muna if
possible ung osmena hiway at night or
better yet try to have another route
kasi mejo nagpaparamdam na naman ung mga
modus operandi na tulad nun dahil pasko
na ulet. if any of u guys have contact
sa manila police, paki inform naman sila
or just spread this news…. its for all
us naman eh… peace! ************
**** ***** ****
************ ********* ****
Always better safe than sorry…
forewarn ed is forearmed… mga bro ingat
kayo run, malapit lang ako nakatira dun
kaya talagang totoo yung mga sinasabi
rito, karamihan ng mga tarantado diyan
nde mismo taga ilalim ng tulay (tapat ng
sunday machine works) ginagawa lang nila
taguan yun at takasan, mostly ng tulisan
diyan mga taga-riles from Fabie,
taga-Texas , taga-Muñoz, taga-Mataas na
Lupa at mismo taga-riles (batangas
line). uso rin ang agaw cellphone jan
tsaka holdapan sa jeep lalo na sa riles
ingat din kayo sa parking lot ng
Designer’s Depot kse yung iba doon
naghahanap ng biktima (kase talagang
madilim dun!) yan din ang isa sa mga
reason kung bakit walang nakatira dun sa
mga housing project na malapit dun dun
sa tawiran sa kabila ng designers depot
(yung maraming bata at totoy na
nakatambay at yung iba nagbebenta ng
sampaguita) wag din kayo tatawid dun
dahil puro rugby boys and girls ang
nakaupo run! ang masakit, walang
ginagawa yung police detachment diyan!
sana makatulong ng konti

A story of a friend

thanks for everything letty! I will miss you..

DADDY’S EMPTY CHAIR

A man’s daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her
father.

When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head
propped up on two pillows.

An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit.
“I guess you were expecting me, he said.

‘No, who are you?” said the father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked, “I saw the empty chair
and I figured you knew I was going to show up.”
“Oh yeah, the chair,” said the bedridden man.
“Would you mind closing the door?”
Puzzled, the minister shut the door.
“I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,” said the man.

“But all of my life I have never known how to pray.

At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right
over my head.”

I abandoned any attempt at prayer,”
the old man continued, “

until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me, “Johnny, prayer is
just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.

Here is what I suggest.

“Sit down in a chair;

place an empty chair in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus on the chair.

It’s not spooky because he promised,
‘I will be with you always’.
“Then just speak to him in the same way

you’re doing with me right now.”

“So, I tried it and I’ve liked it so much
that I do it a couple of hours every day.

I’m careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she’d
either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm.”

The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to
continue on the journey.

Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church.

Two nights later the daughter called
to tell the minister that her daddy
had died that afternoon.
Did he die in peace?” he asked.

Yes, when I left the house about two o’clock, he called me over to his
bedside,
told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later, I found him .

But there was something strange about his death. Apparently, just before
Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed.
What do you make of that?”

The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said,
“I wish we could all go like that.”

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.

I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.*
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.*
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU…
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.

Ink

another aftereffects works… Hope you u like it guys! Thanks to andrew Kramer for his great tutorial

anyways its a been a year since I started studying AfterEffects, its just like an ordinary day while searching the net i found a site Creativecow.net that lead me to discover After effects! 1st i got intimidated coz i dont know how to use this program..ofcourse I ask my seatmate bout it…(they say it just like flash). ofcourse flash have keyframe when i ask how to make keyframe(somebody laugh at me “hahah KEYFRAME LANG DI PA ALAM” but i dont take it bad instead i use it constructively to help me to focus in this software). I spent mostly of my freetime learning this software with a clear mindset that “I be the Best that Im going to surpass this person.(heheh taray)”. i dont need to elaborate more dont want you guys to read my conscience, anyways forgive me for my english i know its bad. bow!!!

cross stitch

sinubakan ko lang gumawa ng effects na parang sa cross stitch un lng

ang hirap ng teknicolor eh masyadaong matrabaho at ubod ng tagal ng rendering! ito nga lang grayscale ay umabot 7-10 hrs rendering.

Your Cross….

No Pain No Gain… Accept the Pain, Future will be Fruitful

LUKE 6:27-38

27 “But I say to you that hear, Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, 28 bless those who curse you, pray for those who abuse you. 29 To him who strikes you on the cheek, offer the other also; and from him who takes away your coat do not withhold even your shirt. 30 Give to every one who begs from you; and of him who takes away your goods do not ask them again. 31 And as you wish that men would do to you, do so to them. 32 “If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners love those who love them. 33 And if you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners do the same. 34 And if you lend to those from whom you hope to receive, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners, to receive as much again. 35 But love your enemies, and do good, and lend, expecting nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High; for he is kind to the ungrateful and the selfish. 36 Be merciful, even as your Father is merciful. 37 “Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven; 38 give, and it will be given to you; good measure, pressed down, shaken together, running over, will be put into your lap. For the measure you give will be the measure you get back.”

blessed weekend guys!