..mAh BhLagg..

its been a while since my last post in here.. guess i was just soo busy on things that just happen so fast and now, i have my own little angel "kurdt". curious whose that kurdt is? well, ill keep you posted what happen for the past 8-9 months of mah lyf:

Here’s a picture of Kurdt in his mum’s womb when he’s in the 24th week old:

it was so amazing viewing Kurdt’s cute picture and imagine how he looks like. October 30th 2006, at 6:00 am i begun to experience what they called labor pain. We need to rush in the hospital while typhoon "paeng" is currently pouring rains in metro manila. That time, we are thinking of giving kurdt a nick of paeng hehe.

I experienced contractions and strong waves that feels like diarrheal cramps. There is a cramping in my abdomen, groin and back as well as a tired, achy feeling all over.There is also pain all through my thighs. But there is no choice but to deal with this pains to help me deliver our baby kurdt.

at 9:30 am, the doctor said, i am now 1 cm. i still need to cope with the long period of labor. at 11:30, it was 5 cm and  they are now thinking of putting me in the delivery room. At last, at 12:03 PM, a healthy lil boy came out with the following stats:

weight: 2.35 kg
length: 47 cm
head circumference: 31 cm
chest circumference: 30 cm
abdomen: 27 cm
Temperature: 36.7 degree celcius

I must admit, he’s a carbon copy of his dad. i’ll just post his picture and im sure you guys will agree wid me.

                                                                                                

When: July 17, 2006, the day our heart’s bind and vow’s has been exchanged. the day i was married to a special person i never though he is..

Where : Ermita (spanish for "hermitage") Church takes its name from the fact that there once stood on this site a shrine and hermitage dedicated to a greatly venerated image of the Virgin Mary called Nuestra Senora de Guia, or Our Lady of Guidance and has it that the image was found on a pandan bush along the shore of Manila Bay on the evening of May 19, 1571 - the day the spanish colonizers took ove Manila. The image, believed to be miraculous, is still housed in this church.

Reception: Ibarra’s Garden, 525 Padre Faura Street, Ermita Manila

                                                

                   

If you are asking if I need you, the answer is 4ever…
if you are asking if I will leave you, the answer is never…
if you are asking what I value, the answer is you…if you are asking
if I love you the answer is I do.

                                                                                         -Anonymous.

I always dreamed I’d find you…
I dreamed of someone with your smile,
someone who could thrill me with a look
and melt me with a touch.
I always imagined a romance like this…
I imagined falling in love
with someone who makes me feel
so good, so alive.
I’ll always love you…
You fulfill all my fantasies
and make my dreams come true…

High
The Speaks

So will it ever be
I tried so hard to find sweet serenity
Are you still afraid
Just close your eyes and dream
The feeling fade away

Chorus:
Time wont flow everyone knows
When the pain fades away
Drwams wont die tears in our eyes
Youve got to hold your head up high…
Yeah… yeah…yeah…
Hold your head up high

Its taken some time
And ive given off the will to change your state of mind
Im trying to understand
Its not so hard to see that i am just a man

repeat chorus

So will it ever be
Ive tried so hard to find sweet serenity
Im trying to understand
Its not so hard to see that i am just a man

repeat chorus

By Analise Pendergast

Wouldn’t life be a little sweeter if we could all just get along? But when it comes to exes, bad blood too often taints the mix.

The weird thing is, theoretically, you used to think this guy was the bomb! Even if you don’t exactly miss being his significant other, maybe you do miss his hilarious sense of humor, his lasagna and the ways he really "gets" you as a person. Okay, so the party’s over, but does that mean you drop out of each other’s lives forever?

Transitioning from breakup to buddies is a tall order. Even with the best of intentions, it’s not always possible to bury the baggage and make a fresh start as friends. But if you’re both up for the challenge, the rewards can be great.

If you and your ex want to stay friends, make sure that you:

Give it time. Changes of this magnitude doesn’t happen overnight. After a split, there will inevitably be issues to resolve, lives to reconfigure, feet to be gotten back on. It may take a couple of years or more before relating in a whole new way is really workable.

Disconnect old buttons. Didn’t it drive you nuts, the way he always left his dirty socks on the floor? Know what? It’s not your problem anymore. Detach from old judgments and irritations that bedeviled your former days as a couple. Remember the bigger-picture stuff you really like about him, and let the picky stuff go.

Dredge for grudges. If grudges lay buried in your inner underground, employ grudge-removal techniques forthwith. Whether your style is to sort it out in a journal, with a therapist or by beating hand drums and burning sage, do your homework and work it through. You can’t expect to have an honest friendship until you harbor no hard feelings.

Clarify boundaries. Are you absolutely sure you’re ready to be friends, and just friends? Is a little tiny part of you secretly yearning to re-spark the old flame, or have a roll in the hay for old times’ sake? If so, stop right there. It’s not yet time to pursue a platonic friendship if romantic intentions still reside within either of you. Wish each other well, and proceed with establishing your own separate lives for now.

Jettison jealousy. Nobody’s expecting you to love the one your ex is with now, but do respect their relationship and be cordial, at least. Still, a little jealousy can be a natural reaction, turning that hip dinner for four suddenly unappetizingly cold and crusty. Suck it up and be nice. Besides, she’s the one who gets to deal with that nasty sock habit now.

Offer the olive branch. Accompany it with a slice of humble pie. Forgive yourself, and him, for blunders and bygones. It’s a delicate operation, but with wisdom, patience, and care, you can welcome this man you once held most dear, back into your inner circle. Like the old campfire song says, "Make new friends and keep the old. One is silver and the other gold."

It’s been few days now, since I started to feel weird ‘bout someone…

Why we couldn’t please everybody? Why we can’t make everybody to like us? Why we can’t just accept and had fun to all the jokes they thrown? Cu’z oftentimes, they have their own reason for not likin’ u Cu’z oftentimes, all of their jokes hits and bein’ too personal.. Cuz’ more often, they just don’t like YOU..

Well, here’s wut.. if u don’t want me.. don’t want u either.. If you can’t accept me.. then don’t (it’s not my lost) If u have sumthin’ to tell me, then shout it out! Don’t make a laugh to anythin’

Learn to respect feelings, maybe I cud learn to like u.. Learn to accept me as a person, maybe I cud learn to deal with u.. Learn to show your TRUE you, maybe I cud be a person to u..

Every jokes has limitations.. Before throwin’ sumthin, look at urselves and ask if it’s acceptable.. Before throwin sumthin, check urlyf first if its already perfect one…

I don’t have anythin’ against u.. i did everythin for us to jive.. i just don’t know wuts next..

Em feelin’ better..

nah, wut em i doin’ hir? nw i know wut wud boredom cud do.. stayin’ home suck mah soul.. it makes me more drifted into sickness.. i hate medz dat goes into mah body.. a poison to my tongue indeed! lying in mah bed wud definitely hit my brain and loose my strenght.. can’t believe i had to spend my wikend at home.. hayy can’t do anythin’ with this damn headache.. but to stay.. HOME..

hmm em not gud in writin’.. actually i knew a single soul dat cud do this well.. darn, he’s a person that writes otherwordy figures that no one cud understand but himself.. whew!

nwei, dis is mah blagg ..   no violent reactions please! haha