orasan ka ba?

Orasan ka ba? Bawat minuto kasi oras mo ay dahilan upang mahalin kita...

Are you a clock? Because every minute of your time is a reason to love you...

Kalendaryo ko

Sana kalendaryo nalang kita para araw-araw akong my date

Kasama Kang Tumanda

Hango sa Grow Old With You ni Adam Sandler sa pelikulang Wedding Singer (1998), isang cheezy song nanaman ang hatid namin sa inyo mula sa pelikulang My Only U (2008), ang Kasama kang Tumanda.

Kasama kang Tumanda

Itong awiting ito
Ay alay sayo
Sintunado man tong
Mga pangako sayo
Ang gusto ko lamang
Makasama kang tumanda

Patatawanin kita
Pag hindi ka masaya
Bubuhatin kita
Pag nirayuma ka na
O kay sarap isipin
Kasama kang tumanda

Ibibili ng balot
Pag mahina na tuhod
Ikukuha ng gamot
Pag sumakit ang likod
O kay sarap isipin
Kasama kang tumanda

Sasamahan kahit kailanman
Mahigit kumulang di mabilang
Tatlumpung araw sa isang buwan
Umabot man tayo sa three thousand one
Sasamahan kahit kailanman
Mahigit kumulang di mabilang
Tatlumpung araw sa isang buwan
Umabot man tayo sa three thousand one

Loves na love parin kita
Kahit bungi bungi ka na
Para akin ikaw parin
Ang pinagwapong papa
O kay sarap isipin
Kasama kang tumanda

At nangangako sayo
Pag sinagot mong oo
Iaalay sayo buong puso ko
Sumangayon ka lamang
Kasama kang tumanda

 

Kahit Maputi na ang Buhok Ko

Una ng pinasikat ni Mega Star Sharon Cuneta ang kantang P.S. I Love You at Mr. DJ, taong 1970's. Lalo pa niya tayong pinakilig sa kantang Kahit Maputi na ang Buhok Ko, na nagkaroon na rin ng ibat-ibang bersyon. At kung ilang dekada na ang lumipas, hit na hit parin ang kantang ito magpasa hanggang ngayon.

By Sharon Cuneta

Kung tayo'y matanda na
Sana'y di tayo magbago
Kailan man nasaan ma'y
Ito ang pangarap ko
Makuha mo pa kayang
Ako'y hagkan at yakapin ooooooh
Hanggang pagtanda natin
Nagtatanong lang sa `yo
Ako pa kaya'y ibigin mo
Kung maputi na ang buhok ko

Pagdating ng araw
Ang `yong buhok
Ay puputi na rin
Sabay tayong mangangarap
Nang nakaraan sa `tin

Ang nakalipas ay ibabalik natin ooooooh
Ipapaalala ko sa `yo
Ang aking pangako
Na ang pag-ibig ko'y laging sa `yo
Kahit maputi na ang buhok ko

Ang nakalipas ay ibabalik natin hmmmmmm
Ipapaalala ko sa `yo
Ang aking pangako
Na ang pag-ibig ko'y laging sa `yo
Kahit maputi na ang buhok ko
Kahit maputi na ang buhok ko

Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - GIVE IT ANOTHER CHANCE

Dear Joe,

I long wanted to consult you this problem. Long before it started. As far as I remember I tried to convey this through "snail-mail."Anyway, this is all about me and the lady whom I'm uncertain with my feelings whom we can call "Gellie."

We met during the second semester of 1990. While I was waiting for the next conference of the student movement. back then, I was the head of the propaganda bureau of our organization. She kept on smiling at me. As if we already met before. Ironically, I was ashamed to get near her. Since she had head-turning looks. On the contrary, I was not, I was in a wheelchair.

But, I didn't allow my disability to hamper my dreams and aspirations. As I stared and stared at her. I don't know what happened next. I felt I was being hypnotized.

On the other hand, I enamored politics the way she hated it. That's why, I sacrificed my political lifestyle only to soothe her whims. In fact, I provided her with shoulders to cry on, during her troubled times. Call it absurdity, but, whenever we had a misunderstanding I was the first one to apologize. Even though, I knew it was her fault. That was how crazy I was.

I felt there was magic whenever we were together. There was so much happiness. A feeling not even Webster can describe. We ate lunch together went to the park, the carnival, watch concerts and movies. Since I came from a well-off family I managed to do those things. On the other side, I never took advantage, even though I can with a snap of a finger. As a matter of fact, she used to spend the night with me and my family. We were like sweethearts, then. Our family were already close. That everybody, including myself, of course, were expecting for the long table.

As my only asset, I did her paper works; research, case studies, only to be close to her most of the time. It really paid-off. Because being with her was a feeling of cradlesong. A moment that I always cherished.

Our relationship was not a typical bed of roses, it also had its jagged moments. This occurred when she started avoiding me. Well, obviously, I didn't took this case sitting down, figuratively speaking. I demanded reasons from her. I kept asking her and myself "why?" She only gave empty and silent answers. In exchange of my loyalty. She turned into an infidel.

At times I waited for her the whole day in front of our library; the place we used to meet. But then not even her shadow would show up. Although, I have been hearing rumors she's been hanging around with some guys indulging in fraternity activities. Honestly, I felt skeptical about the issue, I was thinking those rumors were meant to destroy our "sweet" relationship.

At this point, all the sweetness began to fade, bit by bit. It was in 1992, when the entire student movement entered into a tremenduous turning point. She was slowly detaching herself, on the one hand. And an organization; which I offered my life was standing on a shaking ground. Being one of the pioneer in our organization, I tried to intervene to settle whatever dispute there was.

At that time, I saw myself running in circles and nowhere to go. I had sleepless nights and lost my appetite and felt sickly. I was pondering where have I gone wrong. Frankly, I even blamed God. I saw myself drifting into emptiness. Soon I woke up from a deep somber. I saw that I was left without nothing. I had failing academic remarks. How I regret the day this all started? How I wish I could turn back the clock and rectify my foolishness. Ironically, I tried to forget her. Although time really heals wounds of yesterday. I just couldn't remove the jovial times we spent. As my psychiatrist advised me all I could do is live by the happy times we shared.

>From the ashes I tried to rebuild myself. I finished my Bachelor's Degree in Political Science and successfully established my own computer centre here in Fairview.

Presently, she's coming back once again. But she's never the same as before. She got pregnant with someone she's not close with. Essentially, I won't be honest to say that my feeling already died down. Partially, my trust and confidence is being tested. As of now, whenever she visits me, the feeling still burns. Indeed, I couldn't shoved her when she visits. And no matter how I try? I just couldn't resist her charm. Currently, I cannot tell anybody about this situation I am undertaking. I know I was tormented before. My mind tells me to avoid her. But, my heart pounds her back to me.

Today, I can feel for myself, I've changed whenever I would approach her. I am no longer the meek-disciplined radical. As of now, whenever she's around I would wrap her aggressively around my arms and boldly manifest my feelings. On her part, she wouldn't even resist.

Joe, I know you're the only one whom I can turn to. Please enlighten me on this matter.

Good luck and thank you for sparing time in reading my mail.

Lastly, can you please play "Separate lives."

God bless!!!
DODIT

Dear Dodit

It is an undeniable fact that you are still madly attracted to Gellie. She may have had a child out of wedlock but that doesn't really matter, does it? Nothing has changed with the way you feel for her even her past was tainted dark with many unpleasant experiences .

Dodit, you have to be true to yourself. I don't see any reason why you have to torment yourself by repressing your feelings for her. She may have made mistakes in her life but that doesn't mean that she cannot have another chance.

I believe that you have to go beyond your silent expressions of affection, sit down and listen to what you have long wanted to say. If you can aggressively wrap your arms around her and she would not resist, I assume that both of you can openly talk about your feelings for each other without any hesitation and reservation.

Only when you know where you stand can you decide on the next best step to take. Dodit, many may say that you're better off looking for someone who's single and free but if you know deep in your heart that she's the one who's going to make you happy then there's nothing wrong in giving yourselves a second chance. If she isn't married yet and if she is making her presence felt once again then maybe, she could just be waiting for you to make the first move.

Dodit, this is your call. You can emotionally detach yourself from her completely and sacrifice your feelings or you can work on a promising chance of being together again. If you can learn to accept her for all that she is and for all that she has now then you can rekindle all that has died out and breath a new life to your relationship.

Let us all remember that it is always better to have tried and failed than not to have tried and lived the rest of our lives regretting the chances we've missed and wondering what could have been if only we have listened to the silent cries of our hearts.

Joe

Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - THE MIRACLE OF ACCEPTANCE

Dear Joe,

Hi. Just call me Lizbeth. I'm an advertising graduate from one of the leading universities in Manila. I have spent the better part of my 23 years actively trying to find out what this life of mine is all about and why it's always such a mess.

I'd rather not talk about my childhood and just begin my story in the summer of 1991. I met Carl that year. He was two years my senior, sweet, witty and funny. Carl courted me but I had to turn him down because of my studies and my parents. We became friends instead. We went out on dates. I told him my dreams, my heartaches, my frustrations, everything. The relationship was purely platonic.

Year '92 came and I fell in love with a college professor. Actually, it wasn't really love, it was more of an obsession. At that time, my heart was telling me to go ahead and be a mistress. On the other hand, my intellect told me to stop my foolishness. I almost quit school because of this. The worst part of it, I tried to hurt myself, thrice.

In desperation I told my friend, I'll give my heart to the first guy who will say: "I love you." Carl scolded me when he learned about it. Joe, he stood by me during those trying times. Before I knew it, I started treating him differently. Carl and I began to have a serious relationship. We went steady June 24, 1993.

He paid a great deal of attention to me and he understood my limitations. I forgot the college professor and learned to love Carl. Joe, only a couple of friends knew about the relationship. I did not tell my parents about it. I knew they wouldn't understand. But Carl introduced me to his parents and they accepted me and treated me as their own daughter.

In January 1994, a few months before my college graduation, he proposed marriage. I should have been happy but I felt the opposite. I felt I just could not be the equal partner since he seemed more mature and more loving than I was. I felt inferior and even though I loved him, I felt that I did not deserve his love. I suggested a breakup for me to think, and he consented.

I went through a stage of being by myself, spending six months not dating anyone at all. I refused to go out with friends. But as fate would have it, we reconciled the same year. Carl made the first move because I was too proud to ask for a reconciliation. Joe, I realized I love him more than anything else. I had never been so happy in my life, Joe.

In February 1995, we went to Tagaytay. Of course my parents were not aware of this. Carl and I spent the night together but nothing happened. It's not because there was no sexual attraction, the electricity was there. But he said we'd do it after the church wedding.

Right there, I knew he was the man for me. Joe, we talked about marriage and the plan was to have it either in December 1996 or early part of 1997. I was ready to introduce him to my parents, to my friends but something tragic happened.

Our plan can not happen anymore. Joe, Carl met a car accident while on his way to Pangasinan to meet a distant relative. Joe, he died. When his parents broke the news, my whole body went numb. I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't speak and not a sound came from my mouth. I just couldn't accept it that he's dead. When I saw his remains, a steady stream of tears started and I could not stop no matter how hard I tried. I needed someone to be there for me, someone to hold on to. But he was gone now, never to be back again.

Joe, the pain was indescribable. I felt like tearing myself into pieces. I was so angry at myself because I allowed him to leave. I was so angry at the damn owner of the car who rammed Carl's. I felt like hell.

I thought of telling these things to my friends but I hesitated. I did not know where and how to start. They might not understand because they thought that Carl was just a friend. It was my fault. I should have not kept our relationship in the dark. I wanted to shout: "He's more than a friend, he's my fiance." God! It was too late.

Joe, I don't know why I'm sharing these things with you. Perhaps, I just need to let this out. It's been almost two years and yet I'm still in pain. I still love him. I want to see him once more, to touch his face. In fact, I'm willing to do anything just to bring him back to life. At times, I feel like killing myself. Living is painful and unbearable without him. But I would always remember that our favorite song says, "The time spent together is not that important for what matters most is the love that we feel for each other." Carl would always sing Kenny Rankin's song, Joe.

How can I get over this? I've tried seeing other guys but I always go home frustrated because Carl is much better. I can't help but compare him to other guys. When he died a part of me died as well. How can I go on living? To tell you frankly, I think I died with him. I'm just like a zombie with no sense of direction.

Joe, his second death anniversary is fast approaching and I'm thinking of ending my life, too. I feel I should lie beside him. Living doesn't make sense anymore. Please pray for me.

Thank you,
Lizbeth B.

Dear Lizbeth,

Getting over the loss of a loved one doesn't happen overnight. I know of some who still live in the shadows of their unhappy memories. They never took notice that years have already passed and they are still brooding over yesterday and hoping for the things that could have been. We can see in their eyes that they are still mourning, silently crying, and probably, still wishing that a miracle would happen.

Lizbeth, you have allowed a part of yourself to die with Carl. But life should go on even if it means living alone. Be strong and never give up, for if you do, Carl's hopes will cease where your life ends and you will never be able to open your eyes to see another day and experience the miracle you have been hoping for.

No, Lizbeth, Carl will never come to his earthly life again. It is the miracle of acceptance that will change your life and bring new meaning to it. For wherever Carl is, I know he wants you to be happy not because he's gone but because you know with your heart that he loved you until the last breath of his life.

Carl never lived long enough to feel you and keep you in his arms but let us always remember that it's not how much time we spend with someone that matters. We can spend so little time yet share so much love... that is more important. For moments shared with unselfish love will give us the confidence to look back not with regret but with a smile in our hearts and give us the courage to go on with life and experience its miracles.

Love,
Joe

STOP HIS ROVING EYE!

10 Tips to Keep Your Man 

from Straying

1. Don’t be too clingy. The minute he feels tied down, he’ll panic and bolt out.

2. Lay off the nagging. His mom can do that- and he can’t break up with her.

3. Stay fit and beautiful. Unconditional love or not, guys can’t help but compare you to other girls.

4. Don’t make your schedule too predictable. If he can easily figure out where you’ll be at any particular moment, it gives him a chance to make plans with another girl.

5. Be a friend to him. At least guys are loyal to their friends.

6. Don’t be afraid to try new things together. It keeps the relationship interesting.

7. Try to do his things once in a while. Shared experiences make relationships stronger.

8. Make him feel important. Or he just might look for that elsewhere.

9. Be supportive of his goals. You won’t have a future with him if you only look at the present.

10. Give him some credit for the effort he puts into the relationship. They might not show it, but men really appreciate praise.

Chalk Magazine 2005

Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - A CHANCE TO BE HAPPY

Dear Joe,

Just call me Claire. I'm nineteen years old and a college student. However, my story dates back to when I was still in high school. I guess the perfect title for the story of my life would be "You and my best friend."

My story started when I was a sophomore and I met two good looking guys in my Biology class, Monti and Jason. We were complete strangers in the beginning; we didn't talk or smile at each other even though we were all in the same group. But we soon realized that we had been put into a situation wherein we either liked each other or else we failed the class.

So we became friends. I remember that the first time we had a real conversation was when Monti cracked a joke to break the ice. Since that day, we became good friends. We would laugh all day at Monti's silly jokes while Jason would give us mature, matter-of-fact advice. I was very thankful that I had found such good friends whom I thought were just perfect. However, it was not long before I started to feel different.

Monti was the school heartthrob and he was going out with Jane who was a major "babe". To me, they were a perfect couple. But one night, Monti went to my place depressed. He told me about his problem with Jane. He said he was getting fed up with her nagging. I comforted him and I think I got caught up with him when he began to hug me because it was the first time I ever saw him serious. We were hugging for about half an hour and I let it go on like that because I thought he needed it and partly because I somehow liked the idea.

That night, I felt different; I had a major crush on Monti but I kept it a secret. Jason didn't know anything about what happened that night and Monti and I pretended that nothing had happened. I think it was just me and my imagination. But, since then, I was conscious of my every movement and felt that every move he made was different. I thought we had an unspoken understanding, but I guess I was wrong.

During our Christmas party, Monti came to me. I didn't know what to say but I was able to act casually. I thought he was about to clear things between us but instead, he told me that he and Jane were alright and that he'd figured out what was wrong. My heart sank and I was speechless for a second, but I said I was happy for them. I was about to go but he grabbed my hand.

Joe, when I turned to face him, he slowly bent down and kiss me lightly on the lips. We stood there face to face for quite a long time but soon reality returned. I broke into a grin and bid him goodbye.

I was on cloud nine for I knew that at least he cared. Still I hoped for more.

During our short Christmas vacation I waited for a phone call but he never called, not even once. When he didn't show up a month after our vacation, I found out from his mom that he hadn't come back from the States.

So Jason and I spent the rest of the days together. I don't know what go into me, but I felt strange one night when Jason told me that he was planning to court Hazel, another hot babe in school. I suddenly felt bad especially since I knew that Hazel had a thing for Jason since freshman year.

I felt hurt and I didn't know why. But still, I told him what any other friend would say which was for him to go for it. It hurt more this time than with Monti and I realized that I was falling for Jason. This time it wasn't just infatuation, it was love.

I hated myself for feeling that way. I didn't want to fall for another friend of mine so I decided to let go. I pretended that everything was fine, still I couldn't help but wish that one day he would feel the same towards me.

Monti came back and we were like old friends again. Thank God I was over him, but getting over Jason was impossible. And it hurt to hear that he and Hazel were getting along. I told myself to get on with my life so I started avoiding Jason. I thought that if I was busy I would be able to forget him, but I never did.

One day I bumped into him in the crowded hallway and he asked me what was wrong but I brushed him off. After a year, I decided to make a new circle of friends but this time it would be all girls. It was safer that way.

I met Charmaine and she became my best friend.

We were close for almost a year a half, about the same time that I had been avoiding Jason. I guess he also got tired because he no longer talked to me when we bumped into each other.

Nearing graduation, just when I thought everything would be perfect, Charmaine broke the news that she had a crush on Monti and that they were getting along pretty well. Then after a week, she told me something that made me stop breathing. She was in love with Jason.

A dark cloud passed over me and it hurt even more when Charmaine said that they were going out already. I felt like such a loser. How could she get the only thing I wanted in my life? The pain was immeasurable. Just like the song goes, "You and my best friend."

I wanted to hate her but I knew it wasn't fair. I should have told her what had happened before but I didn't, so I suffered again. As expected, Jason started hanging out with us and I suffered all the more. Although Jason and I would talk, we would never look each other in the eye.

What hurt more was that Charmaine would ask me for help and though I wanted to shut her up, she was still my friend. I tried to forget Jason by going out with Mark. We went steady for two months but I broke it up because I knew that I was cheating him and myself. And just when I started accepting the fact that Jason wasn't for me, Charmaine told me that it was over for her and Jason. Jason had confessed that he loved someone else.

My friend was deeply hurt and so was I. I told her to forget about him and not to cry anymore, the same way I have been telling myself deep inside. But she couldn't; she continued loving him and waiting.

Charmaine and I are now studying in the same university. We are still best friends and it had been a year since we heard from Jason. I thought Jason was a thing of the past but one day, he showed up at a party and it started all over again. He started calling Charmaine and I prepared myself for the day that they would get back together again even though the thought tore me apart.

Joe, I never thought it would happen but it did. One night, Jason came to my house and gave me a bunch of flowers. He told me that he loved me and has loved me since the day we became good friends, but could never get the courage to tell me. How I wished that night wouldn't end.

It was such a long wait but it was worth it. But now, I realize that I still can't enjoy that piece of heaven because now I have to choose. I had to choose between hurting my friend or hurting Jason. Joe, I love them both. Charmaine is special to me but Jason makes me feel special. What will I do, Joe? I'm confused and afraid to hurt someone because I know how it feels to be hurt.

Please help me.

Sincerely,
Claire

 Dear Claire,

When we get ourselves tangled in the web of conflicting desires and emotions, we would either find ourselves victorious or defeated.

Victorious when we find our way out in one piece. Defeated when we are left hanging and hurting in the end.

You always seem to find yourself in a predicament when you realize you should have let someone know how you felt before it was too late. You silently cried for Monti but I'm glad it's over now because you were never more than a friend to him.

You have allowed Jason to slip off your arms because you were afraid to let him know what the real score was. You were too scared to face the fact that you were hurting because you have learned to love the man who told you he's attracted to someone else.

But now things have turned in your favor. Are you or are you not taking the chance to be with that man who was once lost and now is back? The question of hurting your best friend is difficult to answer because you know how painful it was seeing Jason with her. Now that you have the chance to take her place, you are afraid that your best friend might just be as hurt as you were.

Claire, I believe you have suffered long enough. Now you have to make a stand. For once in your life, never be afraid to face your own fear. Follow your heart and find happiness in the little things that make this life a joy to live. If Charmaine is a real friend, she'll remain one even if she loses Jason to you.

Remember, you deserve to be happy for you already had your share of tears and frustrations in life. Be thankful that you have found what you once lost and hope and pray that it will keep forever.

Love,
Joe

10 Worst Things You Can Do To A Guy

Things That You Must  Not Do 

In a Relationship…

  1. Cheat on us
“It’s disrespectful. Not to be honest enough to just tell us that you want to see other people, and to do it behind our back… You’re letting us know what you really think of us. It would just make us feel suspicious of the whole relationship.”

  2. Check up on us every 5 minutes
“It’s your way of letting us know that you don’t trust us, or that you’re actually smothering and clingy. Either way, it’s not good. And it’s really annoying.”

  3. Lie to us
“You need honestly in any relationship, and not just with your boyfriend, even with your friends or whoever.”

 
  4. Be jealous of our girl friends
“You have to understand we’ll have friends who just happen to be girls, whom we’ve known even before we got into a relationship. It’s not fair if you make us choose. If I had to choose I would probably still choose my girlfriend, but I would end up resenting her as a result. It could lead to a breakup, and then I would just hang out with those girls she got jealous of in the first place.”


   5. Make us feel guilty for hanging out with our friends
“We have to have time to bond with our friends, even if it’s just playing video games. We do some things that girls just aren’t involved in. I know someone whose girlfriend won’t even let him play basketball, I mean, that’s just basketball! You shouldn’t have to question that, otherwise you’ll end up doing number two-calling us every five minutes.”


    6. Slap us in public
“It happened to me once- we were arguing, and tried to be mild-mannered about it. But think I just couldn’t believe it had actually happened. It actually says a lot about you. Why would you do something like that? I don’t think either the guy or the girl should get physically violent. You don’t want us to punch you in public, do you?”


  7. Take us for granted
“In the beginning you just really appreciate everything, but as the relationship goes on, to some extent you tend to take each other for granted. And no matter how hard we try to please you, it’s either your way or the highway. We soon realize it’s not good for either of us.”


  8. Be too dependent on us
“Unless you are completely engulfed in each other’s worlds, you should have your own life, your friends. We should have that time together, but you should still have your own space to hang out-with your friends or by yourself.”


  9. Spend all our money
“You have to know that our money is not infinite. As much as we can, we pay for everything, but we can’t always afford expensive stuff or nice restaurants. When it comes to gifts, as long as there’s the thought, you should appreciate it. It would also be nice if you offer to pay for a meal sometimes, instead of expecting us to pay all the time.”


       10. Try to make us jealous
“It’s just not going to work. IT would probably just backfire-if we think you’re doing something, we just might end up cheating on you too. Don’t give us the wrong impression: and don’t do it unless you want us to do it to you.”

Shared by Model Brent Javier to Nana Caragay
Chalk Magazine 2005

Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

Dear Joe,

I'm 33 years old, an artist in one of the biggest manufacturing firms in the country.

When I was young, I had my share of boyfriends. Nagsawa ako sa lalaki noon. This may be hard to believe but not one day of my teen years passed when I didn't have a boyfriend. I would even have two to three boyfriends at the same time. And I didn't have just ordinary boyfriends--most of my suitors had cars, not to mentionthe looks.

From high school to college, I was tagged the playgirl of the batch. Incidentally, I studied in exclusive schools and graduated from college with a degree in Advertising.

I'm not that beautiful but my friends say that I have that appeal and the "IT." Many friends and classmates would even pair me off with their friends, brothers and cousins and out of friendship, I would answer them all.

I had a hard time going out on dates with them, though, because my father or family driver fetched me from school. So sometimes I played hooky just to be with my boyfriends. I never went all the way with any of them, however, until I was in third year college. But that's another story.

My being carefree went on until I graduated and eventually found a job. I would even date my boss. Butfor your information, Joe, I never entertained the idea of taking drugs or alcohol.

I had to break off with my boyfriend because he couldn't anymore take my attitude of entertaining or dating other man. It was then that questions started entering my mind. "Will I be like this forever?" "Will I make a good wife?" "Will I be faithful to my husband?" "When I give birth, what will happen to my nightlife? " My life was really a mess and getting out of hand.

Until I met DVS. Although he had the looks, he was the exact opposite of everything I wanted in a man. He was also the exact opposite of all my former boyfriends. He spoke with a thick Visayan accent, he had no car and he was simple in everything he did. I met him through one of my officemates who happens to be his uncle. He was a seaman.

He was so persistent in courting me that I found myself saying yes to dates with him. And I found him pleasantly different because instead of the usual dinner dates, he would bring me to church and even bring me to his sister's house to attend bible study sessions. This was the time I started praying to the Lord to straighten my life and give me a man who will love me and accept me for what I am.

But I hadn't the least idea it would be him. He was the perfect gentleman. He didn't try to hold my hand. Even when I began teasing him, he kept a respectful distance. It was only after we got married in January, 1992 that I learned that he maintained a high respect for me even though I wasn't a virgin anymore.

Joe, I think that I'm very lucky to have married such a very loving, respectful and righteous man. He changed my life completely. I know it was God's will for me to have met him to straighten out my life.

Right now he's out to sea and I'm left here with our two year-old son. I'm proud to say there's not a single hanky-panky going on in my life. I always go home straight from the office and even if my son has a yaya, I tend to him personally whenever I'm in the house. I'm very responsible, devoted mother to my son and wife to my husband.

Joe, I never really thought I would be blessed this much.Even if he's not here, I would like to thank my husband for loving and accepting me for who I am and what I've been through--for being so caring and understanding. And most importantly, I would like to thank the Lord for forgiving me all my sins, for being always there when I needed help, for protecting me and my family and most of all for giving me DVS who became His instrument in changing my life for the better. And especially for giving me my son, Gelo, who is my inspiration, my strength and my hope.

Thank you very much, Joe, for reading my very, very long letter. I hope this will serve as an inspiration to some of your readers... Never lose hope. Always put the Lord in your heart and in your life. If you are in need, ask the Lord for help... If it's His will.. It will be done.

Love and prayers,
GISELLE

 Dear Giselle,

Thank you Giselle for sharing with us your very inspiring story. I know you have been blessed to have found the man who knows the true meaning of unconditional love. Even if he's far from home, I'm sure you and your son will always be with him in his heart. As it has been said, we may not be with someone physically but it doesn't really make a difference for what is more important is that we're present in someone.

Your message need not travel a thousand miles to get him because he knows that your love has always been there and he carries it with him in his heart and in thoughts wherever he goes.

I hope that our readers find hope and inspiration in this story. We can all be as mean and as bad as we could ever be. We may feel used, abused, and worthless at times. We may even lose confidence in finding someone who can truly love us for what we are and what we have been. But, just like Giselle, God has a place for all of us in this world. It may not be as grand and extravagant as we expect it to be but it's a place where we would definitely find peace and contentment. It's a place where we would be loved simply for what we are and not for we aren't.

Most of us live our lives just as we want to and there are many times when we would try to become what we wish to be and fail to ask God what He truly wants us to do. But He has His ways of getting our attention and calling us to His will. He asks for change, it is always for the better. When He brings someone along to make a difference in our lives, He makes sure that person creates an impact--a permanent reminder in our hearts that God loves us. With Him the past is past and the present will always be a joyful preparation for the lasting happiness and beauty that the future holds for all of us.

Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - THE FIRST IS NOT ALWAYS THE LAST

Dear Joe,

You can call me Mitch, I'm 25 years old and is presently working here in Makati under one of the most prestigious Software Developer Firm, I worked as a systems engineer and been undergoing series of training here and abroad. Career wise I can say I'm taking the prime of it, but as the saying goes you can't always have "both".

Ever since I was a kid I had always been thankful to God for all the blessings that I had been receiving all these years. I graduated high school as class valedictorian and ended up Cum Laude upon completing my engineering course. After which, jobs were coming everywhere, looking for me and I even managed to bid for a good compensating salary considering I was just then a fresh graduate.

A lot of my friends would admire me for these achievements and wishing they were on my shoes. Little did they know it was something I would like to exchange with them for a little happiness.

I'm no man-hater type, I've had five relationships since high school and all were failures.

I was easily attracted with man who possesses real tough minds and matured people, just like my first serious relationship with my 4th boyfriend Roy, he's the kind of man any woman would envy about, he's 8 years my senior, very responsible and a real secure and stable person and we started going steady when I was just on my Junior years in College, we went on for almost 5 years, and I felt like I was the luckiest person on earth to have been blessed with so much, to have Roy of course and a promising career ahead of me. Roy and I had a real good time together, we get along pretty well, and because I felt so sure about him we unavoidably reached the peak of intimacies.

Before I graduated college Roy asked me to marry him, I was hesitant of doing anything that might ruined my career's future, so as expected, I gave him a "NO" and asked him to wait at least 3-5 years. He unwillingly agreed about the idea, but I knew he somehow felt misprioritized. Six months after prior to that proposal, things were no longer the same, we were still together but just for the sake of it. We both started to feel that we're slowly drifting apart and that the feelings had lost its intensity. Until one day, to my surprise I received a letter from him breaking me the news of marrying someone whom he had gotten pregnant.

We parted ways Joe, I had no other choice I guess, I've learned to live my life all over again, and picked up my pieces on the floor.

Summer of 1997, I met Reggie, we worked on the same corporation but different branches on a company summer outing at Palawan. The timing was perfect, the air was just blowing romance to its places, we've had a 5 long days together on a place almost paradise for me (and I hope for him too). He has always been so vocal about his admiration towards me, we became no strangers to each other in no time at all, I introduced him to my family and likewise I was known to their family. Everything seemed going just right for both of us and I could say Roy was totally out of the picture.

Until one night after coming home from a party I got really drunk, he took me home to my pad, and yes Joe, once again something has gotten between us, he knew about Roy but I didn't mention anything about my virginity. In the morning he was stunned and mad and he really felt cheated, I tried explaining to him that I don't have any plans of keeping it from him I was just looking for a perfect time to get me by, but he didn't listen he walked out from me, without a word, since then he stopped calling me and eventually stopped seeing me. I was devastated and I felt the whole world is on me, I didn't run after him, I tried to be as strong as ever, I let go of him, I didn't even try calling him or beg him to stay, and I succeed I recovered my self from it.

After 3 months, I saw him again in one of the employee's gathering, I was pretentious, trying to make him feel I'm okay, but deep inside I know I was hurting and I pitied my self. He initiated an invitation for dinner you know that old line "for old time's sake". At first I hesitated, but I just don't want him to realize I was still nursing my self after the broke up,and so I agreed, he told me how sorry he was, that he was just struck deep the night he left me and still confused and that he wanted me back for whatever it cost. He again courted me, give me his bed of roses promises and again let him get into my life.

Joe he's very different now, with our previous relationship, he talks about marriage but now he even hate the thought of it, before when he fetched me home a good night kiss was enough to give him a good sleep, but now he always wanted us to end up in bed. I hate the thought of being "used and abused" but this is what exactly I am going through right now. Does he really love me? Did he really accept me regardless of my past? I feel so stupid over these things. I wanted to break up with him and start things all over again, my family doesn't know what had just transpired in my life, I don't want to disappoint them for any reason, because they had always been so proud of me. I'm confused, after Reggie would there be another man?, who will just use me upon learning of my past? I'm afraid things might just go on circles and circles with no end. Please help me. I had prayed to God a lot of times and I know often he heard me, but when my humanity speaks I just can't resist Reggie.

Joe last week I just got an email from Roy, and he's now separated from his wife, he has gotten his child because he's more capable financially speaking, he said he wants me back and still loves me more than anyone else he had ever loved. Somehow I wanted to accept him considering the fact it's just proper I end up with the man who has gotten me first, but things are more complicated now, he's married and I don't want to be a mistress at the age of 26, maybe when I reach the age of 30, I can entertain the thought.. (just kidding) but I'm dead serious Joe please help me. Thank you for sparing time reading this piece of mine. God bless and more power.

Sincerely,
Mitch

Dear Mitch,

Virginity has always been a sensitive issue in many relationships.There are men who still value greatly a woman's chastity and would always want to have her first.. But the sad fact is, not all first relation- ships become our last and there are many women who lose their virginity to their first boyfriends. Does this mean that these women are doomed to ail in their succeeding relationships? Well, I don't think so. Many couples do not end up with their first be a us but they end up with happy marriages. I believe that this would only be an issue if there is no transparency in a relationship.

If you made a mistake in giving into your first failed relationship then make sure your next boyfriend knows that he wasn't the first. This is where many relation- ships are strained - women taking the risk of not telling their boyfriends about it. Men are likely to discover it one way or another, and if you take them by surprise, they would feel cheated, get mad and get even. Then you can bid your relationship goodbye again.

Mitch, there is only one simple rule. A man who loves you would care less about your past but a man who doesn't would live in it and use it to hurt you and find his way out.We all make mistakes. Women give into men who they thought would be their forever.

If they only knew they wouldn't end up together,many of them would have been more careful in letting their passion take over.But what's done is done. No woman goes to the doctor to have her virginity stitched back. She just has to go on and find someone who would accept her for what she was and love her for what she is.

Mitch, Reggie doesn't love you. He just wants you. Don't waste your life wanting him for you will only end up miserable knowing that you have been used and abused by someone who never cared about you at all. Pray for strength so you would have enough courage to desist your passionate desires and live your life the way you should. Stop hurting your self and don't think that you would never find someone who can embrace your past. Mitch, give yourself a chance and you will find them an whose love will see beyond your mistakes. The man who will understand you for all that you have been, accept you for what you have become and love you for what you truly are.

Joe

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At masyado akong patay sa'yo

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Joe D'Mango's Love Notes - THE PRICE OF BEING AFRAID TO LOVE

Dear Joe,

I never thought that one day I would be writing you. I have always seen myself as the "unaffected third party", listening to stories on your show and reflecting on them. Being an observer has made me a good adviser to my friends. The irony lies in the fact that I seem to offer sensible advice to others, yet I feel like a failure in my own personal life.

I am a 27-year-old professional. To date, I have had two failed relationships. I was 15 when I had my first romance. It ended with my girlfriend saying we couldn't see each other anymore given our differences in social status. I was so crushed since I did not see any real reason for our breakup.

It took me six years before my next relationship. This time, it ended abruptly with me being two-timed. People philosophically branded me as the "transitional boyfriend" for my second girl. According to them, my biggest mistake was pursuing a "girl on the rebound". After this second failure, I felt so exhausted and cynical. Joe, I have spent longer times heartbroken than being in a relationship.

The people around me have different perceptions of my being alone. For people who know me well, they say I brood too much on the past. For people who don't know me well, they think I am afraid of commitment given my lack of interest to run after girls. My parents and sisters think I am too choosy. On my own, I still believe that one day I will fall in love. Though I sometimes wonder if this is the cross God has given me to bear.

I am popular, I have a wonderful career, I have a great family, I am never in financial distress, but I never seem to find true love.

One day, Joe, the dark curtain of cynicism lifted up. In the strangest of circumstances, I was walking out of this bank in Makati one day and bumped into an old acquaintance. For a while we just stood there, not really sure if we really knew each other.

She's three years my junior and I never really talked to her before. There was rumor that she liked me before and to avoid embarrassment, we tried not to cross each other's paths. I've always thought of her as "Ralph's kid sister". It's been eons since I last saw Ralph and that day at the bank, Marivic did not look like a kid sister anymore. She was in a suit lugging a laptop. I didn't know how long I was standing there, looking stupid. Until she came up to me and did the introductions.

Even though I was in a trance, I managed to squeak a conversation. She was on a summer program with the bank, apparently she's taking her post-graduate degree in California. I somehow managed to get her pager number.

I was able to invite her for coffee. We were able to hit it off and I found myself asking her out again. I was quite surprised with myself since I never thought I'd be this spontaneous. I think it surprised her too but she agreed to see me again.

Second time around, we drove to Tagaytay. We spent a whole afternoon laughing, talking about foolish anecdotes about me and her brother. She wondered why I was still single and I just shrugged my shoulders. I started to think if I should tell her about my failed relationships. I chose not to, my insecurities set in. Aside from that, it was a wonderful afternoon. I said, "We should do this again" and promised to call. She said okay.

Joe, being the stupid person that I am, I did not call her. I felt I was going too fast, that I was losing control of myself again. I was afraid I would end up getting hurt. She flew back to California. I let her go without a battle. I still feel like a jerk. After all, I made a promise to go out again, but I guess that would be a bygone now.

I was wrong, Joe. Nearly a year after she left, I still think of her. Part of me believes that I will wake up one day and get over this crazy infatuation. Unfortunately, that morning has not come about yet. I get the urge to trace her number in the US and give her a call. But always, my insecurities stop my impulses.

A couple of months ago, I was sent by my company to train at our US offices for six months. I thought this must be fate, and I decided to grab it. I got her address from her family. I flew from the East Coast to California. I did not know what reason I will give her for my stupid silence but it did not matter since I was prepared to grovel at her feet.

Marivic did seem very surprised at my call, speechless too. With a dozen roses in hand, I waited for her at a cafe near her dorm. I thought, this was it. When she did come, I saw the shock registered on her face. The roses, I thought. Before I could say anything, she said, "I can't". At first I thought it was the natural thing to say to the jerk who never called back. She put her hand on my arm. Like the first time I saw her at the bank, the world fell still again. And it was also when my world fell apart.

She had an engagement ring, Joe. At first I thought, "No, it's a ring but not an engagement ring... she just can't be engaged". Until the words of confirmation came from her. Apparently, another guy swept her off her feet. The guy had proposed marriage two weeks before, during Valentine's eve.

So here I am, Joe. Waiting to go home again, wondering about the could've beens if I hadn't been such a coward. I wonder why I get myself into these situations.

At this point, I really doubt if there is light at the end of the tunnel. And if I do find that light, will it blink out on me again. If possible, Joe, I'd ask for you to share this in your newspaper column... for other people out there to learn from what I went through. Thanks, Joe, for your time. I will appreciate your thoughts on this.

Keep up the good work.
Toby

Dear Toby,

I see you as a career-oriented and performance-driven person. You have worked hard for what you have and you are proud of your personal achievements. It may seem like there is nothing more you can ask for but still, there is this longing for someone to share this all with.

You are not alone, Toby. I have encountered countless young and successful professionals who like to move on the fast lane. They are self-made people who are motivated by work and positively driven by their goals. They are so busy with work that they don't see the world as it passes them by. After having too much of the good life they begin to realize money can buy neither love nor happiness.

Toby, many self-made people are afraid to dwell into relation- ships because the rules of work and business do not apply here. In love they can be as vulnerable as a child. They are afraid to fall and would not accept defeat so they just avoid being committed at all. They think that there can be life without love. There is, but it is empty and void with loneliness.

Toby, I would say you missed a great chance with Marivic. It was the price you have to pay for being afraid of defeat. I hope this has taught you an important lesson in love. It doesn't matter if we fail, what matters is that we have loved at all. Your insecurities are crutches that will keep you from finding real happiness. Throw them away and give love a chance to make a difference in your life.

Toby, there is always light at the end of the tunnel and you shouldn't stop when you see a glimpse of it. Recognize your weakness but never lose confidence.

Believe in yourself. For if you don't, you might be trapped in an endless tunnel and may never see the light again. Remember, those who aren't afraid to love find it but those who are consumed by their own fear lose it.

Love,
Joe

Matitinik na HIRIT ng mga Guys sa mga Girls! part1

boy: bzzzz i'm a bee bzzzz
gurl: ano pinagsasabi mo jan, nasiraan ka ba?
boy: pwede bang ako nalang ang bee?
gurl (laughs) ano kaya trip netoh. ahah cge na nga
boy: yahoo! i'm a bee and you'll be my honey..

boy: miss may slot pb?
gurl: saan?
boy: sa puso mo..


Boy: Miss naliligaw po ako pede po pakituro ang daan?
Girl: Saan ka ba nakatira ?
Boy: dyan po sa puso mo


ikaw ha..
puro ka tlga lakwatsa..
pati sa panaginip ko
nakakarating ka..


Hi Goodmorning
can i ask u nasan ka kagabi?
bakit wala ka sa panaginip ko?
d tuloi sweet ang dream ko.

boy: gusto mo libre kita ng siomai?
girl: huh? baket? birthday mo ngayon?
boy: hindi ko birthday. wala lang. i just want to siomai love for you..

Nanaginip ako…
nakita kong
may batang lumapit sayo at
nagsabi:
“gus2 m ng balde?”
ikaw ay nagtaka..
kayat kanyang winika:
“umaapaw kc ang
kagandahan mo..”

girl : pano kung kunwari..
boy : kunwari ano?
girl : mapunta tau sa isang sitwasyon.. na isa lng pwede mong piliin
boy : huh?
girl : kunwari.. nalulunod ako at ung kapatid mo.. tapos isa lng samin pwede mo iligtas... sino samin ililigtas mo?
boy : uhmmm.. syempre ung kapatid ko..
girl : (sad face) sabi ko na nga ba eh T.T
boy : ililigtas ko ung kapatid.. tapos babalikan kita...
girl : e sabi na isa lng pwede iligtas eh
boy : alam ko...
girl : bat mo ko babalikan?
boy : sasamahan kitang malunod.. para d na tau mag kahiwalay pa..