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