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For TM BLADE and the team: thank you nakasama me sa team building. An daming foods and shots! The best TM around…Its fun to be with you guys…
For ALVIN: Thanks for informing me about the said event.
For old teammates, you know who you are: ang saya to be with you again. nakakamiss ang saya both in and out of the office, ala ng kainan after the shift (sa morning sa eat all you can?) without informing you know who, tau tau lang, hehehe…sakim…
For new teammates: kahit one day lang tau nagkasama, (even though i know your faces but ur names hardly stays on my head, forgive me), inuman time makes me thirst for more. some of you guys cant add to my list kasi nakaprivate profile nyo, dnt know ur famly names nor emails, add me instead, k.
ingat sa lhat. thank you po ulit.
I’m not happy with my life. Why do I have to be in this situation. This I don’t like. Eversince I was born into this fucking world, I don’t feel good. I’ts not into my liking. Problems are always getting on my way. This problem I have buried inside the depths of my soul, surprisingly it’s rising to the top. Damn life!
I tried to fight, to the length of my knowledge and strength: it didn’t worked. I tried to ignore things: sometimes it dies but there is always something left behind. More often than not, it becomes bigger, until I can’t handle it, then it explodes.
Life is so deceitful. Every person you meet along the way, it’s either they are here to help you. Or put you down. The latter is common. Shit! They bear a smiling face,when in fact, they’re wolves. Taking time to discover your weakness then to attact you. Mostly at your back. These person are unworthy of my trust and honesty.
Karma, you know that right? It sounds bad to me. Like a curse. I want to see it as good karma, I failed to recognize the good side of it. It’s like I’m cursing you all for contributing that hatred I’m feeling now. You can’t blame me for what I’m feeling. You brought me to this state. I tried to stop, be humble all the time, be friendly for all. But what have you done? You poisoned my mind, my being me.
When I wake up each day, feeling sore, I can’t think of nothing but to end my life. Anyway it’s boring. No one cares. I still have my family, and my love. In fact my parents are not divorced. I have siblings, and friends. If I’m going to weigh my problems with the ones who supports me, who knows I can do it, who knows I can fulfill my dreams, who knows I am better than nothing, who knows me inside out, it’s not enough. The pain inside me is uncomparable. You can never tell how much I have inside. God knows. I even ask His ways, why me? I got no answer. I want to ask Him why when I die. I can’t take my life now. He gave it to me. Only He can take it away. Amen.
I want to see light on my dark days. I’m still hoping things will go smoothly. Someday, somehow. But when is that? When I’m left with a half of respect for myself?
–COPIED AND PASTED–
Cyclops’ real name is Scott Summers, the field leader and one of the first 5 members of Xmen. When Scott was a boy growing up in Anchorage, Alaska, United States, his father, USAF Major Christopher Summers, took the family for a flight in their airplane. It came under attack by an alien Shi’ar spaceship. As the plane went down in flames, Scott’s parents fastened him and his younger brother Alex into a parachute and pushed them off the plane, in hopes that they would survive. Unfortunately, the parachute caught fire and Scott struck his head upon landing. This caused brain damage to Scott, which is supposedly responsible for his inability to control his optic blasts, as well as prolonged amnesia about his childhood. Scott spent most of his childhood in an orphanage in Omaha, Nebraska and subjected to batteries of tests and experiments by the orphanage’s owner, Mr. Milbury, an alias for the geneticist Mister Sinister. When he was sixteen, he was found by Charles Xavier.Cyclops had an on-again/off-again relationship with Jean Grey during their time in the X-Men.Cyclops is a mutant, capable of projecting powerful beams of concussive force from his eyes. The beams derive their power from sunlight; Cyclops’ cells are constantly absorbing solar energy and transferring it to his eyes, which in turn serve as apertures which project extra-dimensional non-Einsteinian particles in beam form .the beam generates pressure which can pummel and subsequently, if desired, destroy objects. It was through this use of his power that Scott ensured the survival of himself and his brother when their parachute failed, by softening the ground beneath them.
Jean Grey is the first woman to become part of xmen, founded by Prof. X, Charles Xavier. She was first known as Marvel Girl and later regard as Phoenix. Jean Grey is a mutant born with vast telepathic and telekinetic powers. She is a caring, nurturing figure, but she also must deal with being an Omega-level mutant and the physical manifestation of the cosmic Phoenix Force.
Jean is the only member of her family with mutant abilities. Her powers first manifest at the age of ten, prematurely triggered when her best friend, Annie Richards, is hit by a car. As her friend lies dying, Jean instinctively links to her mind; the trauma of experiencing her friend’s death nearly kills Jean as well, but instead leaves her in a coma.
Jean’s parents seek the expertise of specialists to rouse her out of her catatonic state, of which only Professor Charles Xavier is able to help. Xavier realizes that Jean’s young mind cannot yet cope with her abilities, so he telepathically blocks her access to them, allowing her powers to evolve at a more natural pace. Jean develops her telekinetic powers at the age of 13.
you are the best lola i’ve ever had
and i love you for that
thank you for giving mom to nurture me
and the best aunties there is
growing up with you at my side is the best gift
your smile, your laughter, your muta(hahaha)
when lol (laughing out loud),
it makes my heart weak
i can never ask for more if you are near
the groceries, shoes, pants, and shirts
…the computer…
oh my, im blessed
kelan kaya mauulit maging bata me sa piling mo?
mamang, stay with us.
you still have to cradle your greatgrand child (from me!)
and watch him to receive the diploma
im wishing you a happy birthday this coming January 27,2007
its your 90th birhtday, and your still kicking, rocking!
God bless your undying and unconditional love
.THANK YOU.
sa tingin, madaling work
magandang pakinggan
“wow, mga kano kausap”
siguro ang galing mo ng mag english no?
syempre
ang hindi alam ng karamihan
its hard to stay active during the night
specially nung nagsisimula pa me
antok antok mata at halos matulugan ang customer
until the cu says “are you still there?”
coz of the long pause and the series of silence
naturingang punching bags ng customers.
lahat ng sama ng loob sa kumpanya
sa amin inihihinga
absorb lahat ng bad energies
mentally fatigue sa kakaisip ng troubleshooting steps to give to customers,
wala pang social life kasi mga frens nasa work pag wala kang work, (sigh)
and holidays sa phils are not in the states
so go trabaho pa rin
though, this is what i asked for christmas, 2 years ago
i dont think i can live with it
not unless promotion and the compensation is at the finger tips
engineering jobs,ill deal with you later