Concealed Sentiments

In the cookies of life...FRIENDS...are the chocolate chips! Good friends share their chocolate chip cookies.... this post is for kit..thanks for sharing your chocolate chip!

When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to tell me that butterflies bring luck to those who see and care for them. I believe her in my naive mind. I learned to love butterflies. I was fascinated by their colors, their cocoons and most of all, their metamorphosis. I felt I was an ugly caterpillar transformed into a beautiful butterfly. As I grew up, butterflies brought me so much luck. Every time I see one inside our house or in my room, I'll have money after a few days. It may be a coincidence, but honestly I don''t really care for butterflies signify money for me (based on my experience). Yesterday, a big butterfly entered our room. It's bigger than my palm with a mixture of orange and brown colors and I guess it belonged to the "mariposa" family. I was so excited after having thoughts of money...hehehe.... I really enjoyed the world of wings and symmetry. By the way, the butterfly (as seen above) died after 6 hours. It can't fly due to damaged wing

L AUGH, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth, But has trouble enough of it's own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air. The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all. There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live, But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure For a long and lordly train, But one by one we must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain. by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox Thoughts: People prefer cheerfulness in others. A person who is cheerful will have company, but someone who is gloomy will oft

"A man is likely to mind his own business when it is worth minding. When it is not, he takes his mind off his own meaningless affairs by minding other people's business." Have you been a victim of this "man" or "woman"? If yes..then we're on the same boat.

I lost my cellphone just a few hours ago. Of course I felt sad and frustrated. Sad because I already love my cellphone...we were together for almost 7 months (up to this date). Frustrated because it was stolen just under my nose. I was able to buy it with my last year's 13 month pay..huhuhuhuhuhu Let me relay the story: 1. Last night, I wasn't able to sleep because I was thinking that my boyfriend's cellphone was stolen for it's unattended the whole night. Perhaps it's already a premonition. 2. I set the phone's alarm to 6:30 am. 3. The alarm went on.. 4. I put off the alarm..it's already 6:30 am. 5. I returned to my sleep and after a few minutes....viola! the cellphone's gone.. It was stolen while I am sleeping beside it...what a tragic case of theft... All in all, 4 cellphones and a wallet (with 800 pesos) were being stolen in that dark minute. We were able to file the case in a police station but without a suspect. I guess, it will be one of the u

I was in the middle of working on my office task when I saw this Anti Abortion video. The video include the song entitled "Does God See This Child?" by Susan Piper. This song is written for pregnant women who don't know if she will have her child. Does God See This Child? They tell me it's a choice They say it's up to me That I need to decide That I say what will be Well, I don't feel a thing It doesn't even show And now I'm playing God Would God say 'yes' or 'no'? Does God see this child So deep inside of me Does He have a dream for her A plan for her A thought for her Does God love this child Before she's even formed Before she has her voice Before she's born

I love watching the Kapamilya, Deal or No Deal game show every night. It's like a mind-boggling exercise after dinner. In this show, I have seen a number of triumphant winners with high spirits but mostly went home sad and wondering why fate has turned its back on them. Deal or No Deal involves a contestant, a host/presenter, a banker, and a number of briefcases (or boxes), with each having a different (and initially unknown) value. Each game starts with the contestant selecting one of the cases—this first case's value is not known until the game ends. During the rest of the game, the contestant opens the rest of the cases, one at a time, revealing its value. Each time after a specified number of cases are opened, the banker offers the contestant a certain amount of money to end the game. If the contestant takes an offer, the game ends, otherwise the contestant ends up with the money from the first case. Deal or No Deal had almost 50 international versions all over the world. I