risks

in life we should take risks

we should live life to the fulest

do everything we want

enjoy every single second

be useful.

laugh all you want.

cry like nobody is watching.

 help and get involved.

expose your feelings.

be brave and bold.

reach for your dreams

love evn if you'll get hurt

live and be not afraid to die

hope and always have faith.

try and don't give up

bre creative

be different

live up to your own rules

risk is a part of life

risk involvement

risk failure

if a person risks, he wins

everytime he fails, he'll rise up

in risking,

a few battles maybe lost

but we're sure to win the war

if you risk nothing

you'll dull your spirit

you might avoid pain and suffering

but you cannot experience

how to love, grow, mature, learn and change

but as long as you risk, 

you'll find happiness

no "what ifs" or "if onlys" will cross your mind

then your spirit will be free

remember only dead fishes go along with the flow.

copycats

funny that one day no one bothers to read my blogs and then the next day poof! i just saw two of my own blog topics being copied. and you know what i am not in the least pissed off or irritated by this...here is why:

1.  appreciate.  wow! thank you! although you copied my two blog topics and just interchange words, sentences or phrases still i guess you appreciate what i have written that is why you copy it.

2. enlightenment.  i just pray you will have one so that you don't get to copy other people's ideas that much.

3. gratefulness.  my mother taught me no matter what other people do to you, you should be grateful that it was only what they have done for they could have done worst.

4. spreading around.  at least my blog ideas get spread around like virus.

5. originality.  i know i was first before you posted that blog so at least i get the first kudos.

6. prayer. i really really really wish that you get to blend your own ideas. ideas are just out there waiting to be cultivated. if you can't write a whole blog just write a line or two then save it in your drafts file.  i know of a fellow blogger who does that.  believe me, ideas will come to you in time, i have been writing for our school paper since grade school and up until now that i am in my graduate studies.  it helps when you have an idea then write something about it. do not please copy ideas of other people. 

alright? so there you go.  i am not angry or pissed or whatever with you i just wish you have ideas of your own it really is frustrating when you can't write anything for yourself.

xoxo, 

the law of the garbage truck

i have received a email today the subject of which is the "LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK" i read onto the article and found it truly amazing, so I'm copy pasting it here... i believe it is of the creation of david j. pollay.. 
happy reading!


xoxo,
vanessa

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One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport.  We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us.  My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches.  The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.  

My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy.  I mean, he was really friendly.  So, I asked, "Why did you just do that?  This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital."  This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks.  They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of disappointment, and full of anger.  As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you.

Don't take it personally.  Just smile, wave, and wish them well, say a prayer for them and move on.  Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.  The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.

Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so love the people who treat you right.  Forgive the ones who don't.  We're not always responsible for everything that happens to us, but we are responsible for how we react to what happens.  Life is 10% what you make it and 90% how you take it!

  

Have a wonderful, garbage-free day!!!!!!!

4 September 2009
12:27 p.m.

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Life is a mere passageway

to prepare ourselves

for the life beyond

we are in a constant flux

a constant change

a constant need

a constant hurdle

life does not end when 

we don't get want we want

it does not end when we are tired

it only ends when we are six feet underground

bu then again, 

we are to live another life

in another place

in another time

in another space

a warm cup

I nod, looking at the way you hesitate to take my hand so near yours, I know you’re already gone.  I will make it easy for both of us, I tell myself I will forget the feel of your hands on my skin.  I will smile and tell you that I’m happy for you because that’s what I want to believe.  I will hope you will be back soon nor say that I wish I were going with you.  Instead, I will keep in mind that there is nothing between us anymore.  It’s just that this coffee is warm and I am so cold

solitude

12:00 a.m.
thursday
19 april 2002

eyes fixed on the wall

everything in this world seems so small

the queen of the solitary room

often wondering what fate would bring

as i lavishly dream,

i'm waiting for the time

which can be called mine

young which i may seem

yet then i have a mind so keen

i can't wait to gout and show the world

what my life is about

a cowardice i am before and a major bore

but now i've learned to grow and mature

to become successful and sure

the solitude of the night,

makes me think straight and realize what's right

with a wonderful mother by my side

who taught me of pride

i've got to decided what to do with my life

and not hide from all the sly

and as my life goes on,

and with the help of the solemn night

i know i've got to be strong,

to be gallant and bold

to remove all doubts and pain

to relinquish all the hatred

so that in time i can be healed and mended

but as of the momemt, 

i'm the queen of the solitary room

waiting for the day of the doom!

lights on

11:30 p.m.
Thursday
18 April 2002


hope you'll enjoy reading..

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11:00 p.m. on the dot

staring blankly at the clock

soft music fills the lonely room

adding gloom to the sad light of the moon

i let my mind drift

as i allow myself to fall asleep

yet no matter what i do

i still can't seem to get enough of you

i've tried to set things right

but it just weakens my might

i've got this funny feeling that this love is wrong

but why is it that every time i see you my heart sings a song?

& i just can't look into y9our eyes

because i know i'll melt like an ice

my mind is now in shatters

as my heart rattles

i now can't think straight

i'm already dizzy from all of this thinking

& as i leave my lights on

i'll offer a prayer to the kingdom of Zion

to guide you in your sleep

as the night becomes deep.

take-out love

I remember writing this way way back high school.. wow!!! time has really passed!

Love don’t come in packages

It is not delivered in houses

Nor is it brought by air mail

Love don’t some in packages

So why are you giving it to me?

It isn’t fair

To give me a take-out love

I’ve got a take-out love

Its been given to me

Why, oh why, do I have a take out love?

Hands jammed in my pockets

Walking under the sun

Along with other guys

I didn’t know you are capable of being jealous

But why are you

Still giving me

A take-out love

love

i wrote this poem way way back college... hope you'll like it...

Love is the most expressed word by bards & glee men,

to most heathens, they don't believe in love

love is beautiful when you are cradled by something solemn

is it the reigning of the dove?

so pure, so soft & so white?

is it a canny feeling?

something so metaphysical?

is it a realm of understanding?

it is often in metrical

but it is something you have to be cautious about..

Rational Psychology

1:41 p.m.
22 September 2004

I am not a poet

I do not compose anything

I cannot write a single line

or even rhyme a word

I am not a poet

I have not ideas cultivated in mind

Just a dark, blank thought

Which I cannot even describe

I am not a poet

I am just a nobody

Not a single word in this

Is considered poetry

I am not a poet

I am not writing poetry

This is not a poem

& again, I am not a poet

- i wrote this poem sometime in 2001 and i just can't seem to find a venue before to post it in, so i'm digging up old poems to post.. just sharing thought... thanks for reading-

a mystery of love surround you

fantasy is often sen in you

your features are one of a kind

you are a beautiful one

your golden brown hair

those eyes sparkling under the moon

those cheeks that often blush

that soft, warm & tender voice

your passionate kiss

still felt in my lips

the charming smile

that makes me weak

it's a spark of magic

a magic that will linger

you're beautiful inside and out

that's why you're so special

destress!!!!!

i have tons of work to do.. i am literally spending 12 hours a day at work.. plus when i get home i need to study for my MBA classes.. darn! i wish i could take a week or two off from work but sadly, i can't even get out for a day or two without calls from officemates and bosses who needs a help on things..

i am having a hard time to write properly.. i can't get my ideas straight.. i can't let my poetic blood run through my veins again.. i can't write.. i am soooooo stressed... i want to rest but i just can't... work load don't permit me to take a leave...=(

i don't socialize anymore.. i can't have time for that... 12 hours at work.. 3 studying.. 2 hours for eating.. 2 hours for travel to and from work and or school...1 hour for resting before going to bed and other stuff i could squeeze into that one hour... darn! i literally sleep for 4 hours or less in a day... i am sooooo beginning to hate all the work load!!! argh!!!!!

but nonetheless, i really can't complain that much since at least, i do have a job and i am getting paid but still i need to declutter... i really can't write anything now.. not even a single paragraph or phrase!!!! =(

i need to declutter my life.. i need to destress.. i need to do a lot of sleeping.. i need to rest... but how?!?!?!??!

Up

I lazied up in our house over the weekend. I did not attend my MBA classes last Saturday and Sunday was a no work day for me and Monday was a HOLIDAY!!! yipee! So what to do? What to do? What to do? Decided to go to the movie house since I have long missed out on the movie UP.

Viewers of the movie were kids and adults alike. I love watching cartoons even if i'm already 23 but what puzzled me was a lot there were actually adults watching, not the ones who were tagged along by their children nor were baby sitting for their siblings, nieces and nephews...

While watching the movie, i then realized that watching the movie is not just kid's stuff. It has morals.  It has lessons. It teaches people how to move on with their lives when they have lost the loved ones, it teaches people to know how to choose and how to prioritize and it greatly teaches about life, family, friends and love..

So, you guys, who wants to be kids again, who are kids at heart and who will be bringing their kids along, a good cartoon-movie...(o'_'o)

xoxo,

vanessa