Tagalog Sad Love Story - 1 May isang girl waiting for her boyfriend... On the fi rst day, she sent a message to the guy saying, "miss you na! what time ka ba pup unta?" She's waiting for the reply.. but the guy didn't reply. Second message: " I text you kaninang morning bat di ka nagreply... what time ka ba pupunta?! I ne ed your answer asap..." She waited for 5 hours, la paring sagot... Sa sobrang as ar, ini-off nya ang CP nya and said, "I will not open this cellphone unless pumu nta cya dito.." After a few minutes, nakatulog na yung girl... Second day, she's still waiting for her boyfriend. Magpaparing sa fone tapos baba. She told herse lf, "Did he love me pa ba?!" He Knows naman pag napgpaparing ako.. She's expecti ng that the boy will call him back.. untik its evening and no one came, no one c alled.. her CP still off... Third day, she's still waiting. Nagpaparing. After a few hours, the phone rung... She answered it quickly... "Hello" On the second l ine, "Hon, I love you very much.." Biglang nag busy. Galit na galit na umupo sa sofa at nanood ng t.v. After a few minutes, may kumakatok. She stood quickly and opened the door. She opened the door. She was surprised when she saw her bf sta nding at the door. With good looks, white long sleeves and white pants... The gu y said, "Come with me... hayaan mo akong bumawi sayo..." She answered, "Wait, I' ll just..." "Come let's go..." After a few minutes, they're on some place. Sa ho use ng guy.. kinabahan cya.. She's asking.. what happened?.. bat and daming tao. . at may red light.. What's that?... (she stopped for a while). "Your mom" walan g sagot... The guy only looking at her face... Biglang may tumawag sa kanya. She 's shocked when she saw the guy's mom crying and embraced her... "Come with me! Sa buong pag aakalang nakasunod sa kanya ang guy. On the door, she's shocked whe n she saw a dead person infront of her... She looks at her back.. but the guy is gone.. where he went, di nya alam... La naman siyang nakita dumaan infront of h er.. The mother said, "Bat ngayon ka lang pumunta kahapon pa ako ng text sayo! P ero naka off ang phone mo.. She opened her CP and sat for a while and read the m essages... There are 5 unread messages... She opened the first message... "Hija, my son is now 50/50. Come here, he needs you..." The second message: "Please co me here or reply... I need it now.." Third message: "My son is on comatose... Ca n you visit him now?... You're his strength.." Fourth message: "Hija, my son is dead" and then she cried to think that her love is now gone in her life... Naisi p nya yung nangyari... She's with the guy the past few hours.. But she kept on t hinking.. hangang dumating ang kanyang pag-iisip sa guy... "Come let's go"... "D alawin mo naman ako.. kahit sa huling araw ng lamay ko..." She's The One Nakakat awa how Nakakatawa how Nakakatawa how Nakakatawa how one falls in love and falls out of it... one would die looking for it, while one would just let it die... e ach and everyone of us is very much affected by love... everyone live by because of LOVE

Well, here is a story... In a dream, GOD told me, that I could pick up a woman I like from his fields. But I have to choose only one. Once na nakapili na ako, I have to raise my hand and say I finally found her, then go back to GOD for prai se. But, he has this condition, na I could never turn back. Once nalampasan ko, I should move forward. Sabi ko, GOD won't give me rotten crops of women, I have been a good son and I deserve to be with a good woman. So my journey begins, as I went through the field, nakita ko ang ibat ibang klase ng babae. Some were tem pting me to pick them up. Pero sabi ko, baka may mas maganda, mas mabait, mas ma talino, mas masipag, mas mahal ako sa dulo ng field na ito. I let go. Once. Twic e. Believing that in the end of the field is my princess, waiting for me. Then I saw a woman. She sees me while I was there picking up crops in GODS field. She looked at me straight eye. And I don't know why, pero there is something in her that I longed for. Pero di pwede. I have to make it to the end of the field. I h ave to see the right princess. If habang lumalayo ako, nakakakita ako ng ganiton g klase ng babae, baka in the other end may mas hihigit pa sa kanya. Until, I re ached the end of the field. GOD asked me "Di ba napakakulit mo, araw araw nagdad asal ka na magkaroon ng partner in life, but ngayon bakit wala kang dala. My cro ps are all fresh and good. There is none there na di maganda. All for the pickin g." I answered. "I thought I would see someone at the end of your crops, my LORD , wala na pala. Each step to perfection na hinahanap ko is a step to nothingness . I have met someone in my path but I did let her go. Believing na there is some one better, at the end of your field. God said, I'm sorry my child, but you have to face reality. I have given you enough time to choose. Face these consequence s. Then I said, "I'm sorry that I wasn't brave enough to raise my hand in the mi ddle of the field and commit myself to someone. I was not ready to face the chal lenges of life with someone I thought was of lesser value than meI'm sorry!" Nagis ing akong umiiyak, saying sorry to GOD and to my life. Then I realize that GOD i s giving me another chance to choose, but not in his field but in the fields of uncertainty. Now I'm looking at the one looking at me straight eyed wondering if she is the one. What is the meaning of all my efforts and wealth, I may become the best doctor but to whom will I share my care and love for, all the days of m y life. Sa lahat ng mga binata like me at dalaga sa groups, think about this. We are not getting any younger. Explore GOD'S field. Who knows, perhaps the right one for you is already right there at your doorway... This Really Touches your S tupid Heart To those tanga na pips, read this...it will really touch your stupid heart!!!

Below is the winning piece in the latest contest sa UP Creative writing contest. Its been 4 months since I saw him and talagang namimiss ko na siya... pero what can I do? it seems that I have loved the wrong person.... but still the pain ke eps on hurting me and kung walang magbibigay ng gamot para dito sa nararamdaman ko.... baka mamatay na ako.... To give you a background about my life, everthing seems to be fine except dun sa time na dumating na sa buhay ko yung hinayupak n a lalake na yon.... hehehehe.... kung curious kayo about dun sa guy... bestfrien d ko po yon kaso lang iba na ang nangyari as time passes by..... Classmate ko sy a nung highschool. pards pa nga ang tawagan namen.... o dba ang sweet? di na ako iba sa kanya and ganon na ren sya sa akin.... kung di nga lang ako naging babae baka naiuwi na ako nun sa bahay nila and baka lahat ng gawaing pang brusko eh i pagawa na nun sa ken eh..... pero syempre mukha pa ren naman akong babae noh!! H ighskul syempre may prom.... wala syang date, wla rin ako.... I know that he wan ted - to invite me to be his date pero ang ogag nga kasi nun kaya the last minut e tsaka lang sya nag-ask. He went to our house... nakamotor po sya and medyo paw isan pero infairness.... mabango pa rin.... He asked my permission to see my dre ss for the prom.... Syempre para maloka sya sa akin at may konting surprise... i refused... O sige, medyo na frustrate sya pero hindi yon naging hadlang para in vite nya ko.... sa ganda ko na to..... syempre ang dami munang pa-echeng.... han ggang sa tanungin nya ako kung may date na ba me.... e kung di ba naman siya abn ormal eh.... papayag ba akong makipagdate sa iba eh sya lang ang gusto ko.... la m mo yon... sarap sampalin.... so in short, papilit pa ba ako? syempre..... The night of my life came, I was so pretty sabi ng nang-uuto kong nanay... pero nani wala lang ako nang sya na ang nagsabi.... blush ako ever.... kahit alam kong mag anda ako since birth (hehehehe) iba pa rin yung sa kanya galing diba? we enjoyed that night and lalo ko lang napatunayan sa sarili ko na mahal ko na pala ang hi nayupak na bestfrend ko...... Syempre ano pa ba ang sunod na event sa prom kundi ang graduation na dba? the night before the graduation, we talked on the phone na para bang it would be the last time na maririnig namin ang boses ng isat-isa. .... I've waited for the moment na mabanggit nya na may feelings din sya and hin di naman ako nagkamali.... tinanong nya ako kung may possibilty daw na maging ka me.... I know na maiinis kayo sakin dahil alam nyo ba ang sagot ko? Ah, eh.... h indi pwede kase bestfrends tayo eh.... yung mga anak na lang natin yung ipag-par tner natin.... Sa isip-isip ko.... ang tanga! pano ko nasabi ang ganong words? p ero wala na akong magagawa..... alam namang bawiin ko pa eh di nahuli naman ako dba? pero ang tanga ko talga.... Syempre college na.... I'm so proud to say na n apunta naman ako sa magandang school and take note... pareho kami ng skul..... a no to? kailangan bang ituloy ang naudlot na pagmamahalan namin?.... hehehe....

Nagkaboyfriend ako for a year and a half.... minahal ko sya pero there are these conflicts and problems na di na kayang ayusin.... in short.... nagbreak kami... .. I guess God meant that to happen kasi yon din yung time na nagkita kame ng be stfrend ko..... sa sobrang miss namin ang isa't-isa.... sabay na kaming umuwi, k umain, pumasok..... I'm happy pero parang lalo ko lang pinahirapan ang sarili ko dahil my feelings for that guy grows each and everytime that we are together... buti na lang magaling akong magtago at magpigil.... hehehe.... bilib kayo noh?. .... One morning, I'm so busy preparing my project that would be passed on that same day.... alam kong dumati ng na sya at nasa likuran ko na ang mokong pero da hil sobrang pressure sa project.... gusto ko man syang dambahan... syempre mamay ang gabi na lang di ba? hehehe.... di ko sya masyadong napansin..... may inabot syang sulat sa akin and he asked if I could join him sa lunch.... I said yes.... then, alis na cya.... alam naman kc nyang I'm busy..... When I was about to ent er the room, somebody bumped me and my precious project fell... gusto ko mang ma galet... what can I do db? instead I ask my prof to give me another chance to do my project.... naalala ko si mokong.... the lunch date.... kinuha ko ang cell k o to text him that I can't come to our meeting.... e kaso.... pag tinamaan k nga naman ng malas.... check operator service daw.... I tried to look for friends o r other kakilala pero malas that day talaga.... and so I took my lunch all by my self.... naalala ko yung letter.... hinanap ko sa bag... WALA !!!! bumalik me sa corridor praying na andon pa yung sulat.... wala rIn.... God! why? minsan lang magbigay ng sulat yon.... nawala pa.... don't know how to tell him about the let ter.... And so days and weeks passed, pag nagkikita kami... di nya ako pinapansi n... ako, I tried to talk to him pero alam kong may kasalanan ako pero ganon ba kalaki ang nagawa kong di pagpunta at ganon na lang ang iwas nya?... sige... hin ayaan ko na lang.... Months na ang binilang... I heard that he was dating a girl from the same school that we are in... masakit.... na sa iba ko pa narinig na s ila na.... mas masakit na wala na akong halaga sa kanya..... basta... ilang araw din yon na ganon ang nararamdaman ko.... weeks.... months.... gagraduate na po ako.... I wonder what's in store for me in my last day in school.... and so I th ought na puntahan yung favorite hang out namin.... When I was about to get near the place.... I saw him... with the girl.... umiiyak ang bruha but I can't hear what they are talking about.... so I've decided to get out of that place before my tears burst out.... and then a common friend ang sumalubong sa akin.... sayin g na buntis ang girl.... syempre.... durog na durog ang puso ko.... kung kaya ny o lang ma-imagine yung naramdaman ko..... The night of that same day.... naloka ang lola nyo.... nagparamdam ang mokong pagkaraan ng pagkatagaltagal na panahon. .. I thought it was something good for me... for us.... pero I was wrong.... so wrong..... he gave me a wedding invitation and isa ako sa bridesmaids..... the g irl... she was waiting in the car.... o dba? dati motor lang ngaun... car na.... And so the wedding came.... maganda po ako nun.... sabi ng nanay ko pero wala n g nagsecond the motion

eh.... so naniwala na lang ako sa nanay ko.... Then, there was this professor wh o came to see me.... he handed over a letter with my name carefully printed on t he enveloped.... he said that he looked for the owner of that letter kaso lang p o malaki po ang skul namin kaya mahirap magkahanapan dba? and so nung nakita nya ang name ko sa invitation, he decided to bring the letter thinking that it coul d save souls... daw.... and so I was about to open the letter when the priest as k kung sino daw ang tututol... deadma ako.... alam namang manggulo pa ko noh.... binasa ko na ang letter..... nakakatouch po talaga.... he opened up his feeling s for me.... hoping na meron din daw akong feelings for him.... he ask that if I will show up to our hang-out the next day after he gave his letter, then it mea ns that I also have feelings for him and that he would love me for the rest of o ur lives.... but if I won't.... then he will never open that topic again.... he pleaded to me na sana pumunta ako...... if only I have that letter.... if only I knew about it.... kung di lang ako clumsy and carelss to keep that letter... th ings would be diffrent.... if only..... and so I heard the priest announced the couple as husband and wife.... ang sakit...... picture taking..... gusto mang su mabog ng nararamdaman ko.... as you know.... magaling akong magpigil.... pero ma sakit po talaga.... sobra...... after the picture taking...... niyakap ako ng be stfrend ko.... ang higpit.... and teary eyed nyang sinabi na.... i still love yo u..... Pseudo-Relationship : Parang Kayo Pero Hindi What a Girl or Boy Needs Wha t a girl needs most is love. What a guy needs most is respect. The most importan t thing for a girl is her heart. For a guy it's his ego. Give your man his own t ime and space. Let him have his time for his friends, sports, family, self, and God. The relationship will grow old quickly if lagi kayong magkasama. Give him t ime to miss you and you'll see how he will love you more. If the guy naman is ob sessed and just wants to be with you all the time, tell him you can't respect a "puppy" for long. Do things differently anytime. Para kahit matagal na kayo, the re is always something fresh and new. Variety is the spice of life. Exciting kum baga? Discover something you both like to do and enjoy it TWOgether. Doon naman sa mga bagay na magkaiba ang hilig nyo, compliment each other by learning about it kahit konti. If you love someone, yung effort nyo to try will go a looooong w ay to understanding him later pag may disagreement kayo. Pray with holding hands . Sounds corny noh? Maybe, but its very powerful. Pag may takot sa Diyos ang boy friend mo, kampante ka na di ka nya lolokohin, because he knows God sees everyth ing he does in secret. Ikaw na ang magkusa that before you part after a date, wi th hold hands and eyes closed, pray to God to bless you two. Believe me it's eff ective. Kailanman, di corny ang magdasal.

Believe in "Magic". Kahit di minsan practical o walang logical na dahilan, o mat rabaho, o sounds crazy sa iba, do sweet little things for the one you love kahit magmukha ka ng timang. The memories will be fun to recall later in life. The co rniest song o gift o letter ang laging kabog! True love brings out the best in e ach other. Find something good in your boyfriend and nurture it, encourage it an d syempre, ENJOY it. It's healthy to fight. Doon nyo lang maaayos ang mga differ ences nyo at natetest ang tatag ng relationship. Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng m abuti. It's called test of fire. Di mahalaga how madalas you fight. What matters is how often you make bati. Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong sobrang perfect at l aging masaya. One big fight and that's it! And diba mas kilig yung malambing na. .. "uy, bati na tayo...". But don't overdo it. Kakapagod naman din na lagi na la ng manuyo o magsori. Choose the battles na papatulan mo. The little issues, pala mpasin na. Don't sweat the small stuff. Daraan sa iba't-ibang stages ang love es pecially pag matagal na kayo. Grow with it. Don't expect him to be like nung una . 'Coz like a student, di na ituturo sa grade 6 yung lessons na pang-grade 2. Ch ange WILL happen... you both will change and your love WILL change too. It's up to you na lang if the change will be for the better or for the worse. Life is ab out growth. Grow with it. When break up comes and it's time to say goodbye, don' t doubt the love just because it didn't last. May mga bagay sa buhay na di man n agtatagal, it doesn't mean di na ito totoo. Some good things are just never mean t to last forever. Okay lang yon. Bless the parting and move on. Expect tears, s orrow, sleepless nights and pain. Ika nga "it's when you hurt the worse that you love the MOST." Kung di ka willing masaktan, wag ka na lang magmahal. Life is a balance. And love is both holding on and letting go. Know when to fight for you r man and when to let him go. God will guide you kung anong dapat gawin sa kung anong sitwasyon. So dapat mataas ang signal ng langit sa cellfone ng puso mo to know His wisdom. Baduy pero astig diba, mga friends yan ang totoo, anyway sana n agustuhan nyo ang mga sinabi! How Will You Know? Pano mo malalaman na love ka ng boyfriend mo?!.. hmmmm?.... 1. proud siya sayo, kahit kasama nya tropa nya "bab y, honey etc." pa rin ang tawag nya sa iyo 2. gusto mong subukan? halimbawa: may lakad sila ng barkada nya, magyaya ka ng date.. kung ikaw ang pinili nya, YEHEY ! love ka nun 3. kahit sang lupalop siya ng mundo NEVER nyang iooff ang cellphon e nya kase baka tumawag ka at mag alala.. BONUS: mag iiloveu sya kahit may makar inig pang ibang tao. 4. kahit walang gift, alam nyang anniversary nyo 5. sa sobr ang pag seselos nya, binabasa nya ang mga text msgs mo.. mas matanong mas makuli t. mas mahal ka nun!

6. imbis na proud sya kasi maganda ka, gusto ka pa niyang pumanget to the point na sya na lang ang titingin sayo! 7. ikaw lang ang may karapatang pumuyat sa kan ya 8. wag mu lang shang pansinin ng konte, nag dududa na, "MAY PROBLEMA BA?" tam po.. tampo.. 9. punta sya sa bahay mo kahit alam mong nahihiya sya sa parents mo .. 10. kasama mu siyang magshopping ng damit, basta pili mo.. un ang isusuot nya kasi maganda sa paningin mo.. 11. kahit yosi boy sya, never shang papahuli kasi ayaw mo ng smoker. 12. mumurahin nya sa msg/text kung sino man ung "secret admi rer" mo .. kapag di pa sha kuntento mag papakilala pa shang "SIYA" ang bf mo.. 1 3. AWAY NA NAMAN???! kung gusto mong matapos.. umiyak ka lang at sha na ung mag "so SORRY" 14. lahat ng lutuin mo kahit alam mong palpak VERY GOOD para sknya.. hehe 15. nagtatanong sya tungkol sa future plans "mo" inaalam nya kung kasama "s iya" dun 16. lahat ng ikwento mo sa kanya kahit hindi sya interesado.. natatanda an nya 17. palagi nyang sinisinghot ung buhok mo. guys.. BAT NGA BA??! 18. he ki sses with eyes shut..pero minsan sinisilip nya ng palihim ung itsura mo 19. bags akan mo ng phone. tatawag uli yun! 20. picture mo LANG ang nsa wallet nya 21. hi ndi siya mahihiyang umiyak para saiyo.... How to Control your Emotions This is a guide on how to control your emotions towards your better-half, friends, office mates and all the people around you, especially your "boss". The rules of practi cing "ugaling langit, ugaling kaaya-aya" : #1 Ang naunang magalit ang may karapa tang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna. #2 Wa lang taong nag-aaway mag-isa. Pag hindi kayo sumagot o pumatol, titigil din daw ang taong nakikipagaway sa inyo. #3 Ang taong galit, 'bingi.' If someone is angr y, wala raw pinakikinggan, so, don't try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niy a iintindihin dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya. #4 Ang taong gal it, 'abnoy.' Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? because the Lord said when He was crucified, "Father, patawarin mo sila dahil hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginaga wa." Modern term for these kinds of people are abnoys, so you better not get ang ry para huwag kang matawag na abnoy. You should also know and realize that the p ersons who made your day bad are jewels, because you need them for you to mature . Hangga't andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa. God will not take away those people; it's for you to take away your bad feelings tow ards them. You'll know na mature ka na pag dumating 'yung time na hindi ka na na iinis sa mga taong ito because you have

learned to accept them and to have patience with them. #5 Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of this person, "I will grow mature," a nd that DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD. "The biggest inhibitor to change lies within ourselves and that nothing gets better until we change..." A woman came out of her house and saw 3 old men with long wh ite beards sitting in her front yard. She did not recognize them. She said "I do n't think I know you, but you must be hungry. Please come in and have something to eat." "Is the man of the house home?", they asked. "No", she said. "He's out. " "Then we cannot come in", they replied. In the evening when her husband came h ome, she told him what had happened. "Go tell them I am home and invite them in! " The woman went out and invited the men in. "We do not go into a House together ," they replied. "Why is that?" she wanted to know. One of the old men explained : "His name is Wealth," he said pointing to one of his friends, and said pointin g to another one, "He is Success, and I am Love." Then he added, "Now go in and discuss with your husband which one of us you want in your home." The woman went in and told her husband what was said. Her husband was overjoyed. "How nice!!", he said. "Since that is the case, let us invite Wealth. Let him come and fill o ur home with wealth!" His wife disagreed. "My dear, why don't we invite Success? " Their daughter-in-law was listening from the other corner of the house. She ju mped in with her own suggestion: "Would it not be better to invite Love? Our hom e will then be filled with love!" "Let us heed our daughter-in-law's advice," sa id the husband to his wife. "Go out and invite Love to be our guest." The woman went out and asked the 3 old men, "Which one of you is Love? Please come in and be our guest" Love got up and started walking toward the house. The other 2 also got up and followed him. Surprised, the lady asked Wealth and Success, "I only invited Love, Why are you coming in?" The old men replied together: "If you had invited Wealth or Success, the other two of us would've stayed out, but since yo u invited Love, wherever He goes, we go with him. Wherever there is Love, there is also Wealth and Success!!!!!!" OUR WISH FOR YOU... Where there is pain, we wi sh you peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, we wish you a renewed confide nce in Your Ability to work through them. Where there is tiredness, or exhaustio n, we wish you understanding, patience, and renewed strength. Where there is fea r, we wish you love, and courage. You have two choices right now: 1. Forget abou t this, or... 2. Invite love into your life.

Short Love Story The Healing Poison A long time ago, a girl named Li-Li got marr ied and went to live with her husband and mother-in-law. In a very short time, L i-Li found that she couldn't get along with her mother-in-law at all. Their pers onalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-la w's habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly. Days passed days, and weeks passed weeks. Li-Li and her other-in-law never stopped arguing and fightin g. But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish. All t he anger and unhappiness in the house was causing the poor husband great distres s. Finally, LiLi could not stand her mother-in-law's bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it. Li-Li went to see her fat her's good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs. She told him the situation and ask ed if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all. Mr. Huang thought for a while, and finally said, Li-Li, I will help yo u solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you. Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do." Mr. Huang went int o the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs. He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, be cause that would cause people to become suspicious. Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some pork or chicken and put a little of these herbs in her serving. Now , in order to make sure that nobody suspects you when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. Don't argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen." Li-Li was so happy. She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law. Weeks went by, a nd months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding susp icion, so she controlled her temper, obeyed her mother-in-law and treated her li ke her own mother. After six months had passed, the whole household had changed. Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almo st never got mad or upset. She hadn't had an argument in six months with her mot her-in-law, who now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with. The motherin-law's attitude toward Li-Li has also changed, and she began to love LiLi like her own daughter. She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the bes t daughter-inlaw one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treat ing each other like a real mother and daughter. Li-Li's husband was very happy t o see what was happening. One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again. She said, "Dear Mr Huang, please help me to keep the poison from ki lling my mother-in-law! She has changed into such a nice woman, and I love her l ike my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her." M r. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry about. I n ever gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her heal th. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her." Potatoes A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game. The teacher told each child i n the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of peopl e he/she hates.

So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the peo ple he/she hated. Some had 2 potatoes, some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The t eacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week. Days after days passed by, an d the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the ro tten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended. The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 wee k?" The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the troub le that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes whe rever they go. Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. Th e teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for so mebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and y ou will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of r otten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the sten ch of hatred in your heart for your lifetime?" Moral of the story: Throw away an y hatred for anyone from your heart so that you will not carry sins for a lifeti me. Forgiving others is the best attitude to take! Love others even if you don't like them. She Was Not Beautiful She was not beautiful. Nothing about her was e xtraordinary. Nothing about her made her stand out in a crowd. She grew up in a family of six. The eldest, she learnt responsibility at an early age. As she gre w stronger, and brighter, She instilled a sort of light cheer to whomever she me t. She was not beautiful. But she made others feel beautiful about themselves. S he meets a rebel boy who thinks he's all man. Befriending him, she teaches him h ow to read, A little boost the man needed to go to college. They became friends fast and she fell, Fast in love with her rugged, handsome student. The "man" the n finds himself in a dilemma He soon found himself in love with a girl. A girl s o beautiful, she turned even the grouchiest men's head. Her hair was a halo of l ight around her, Her eyes the bluest blue of ocean. Like an angel he tells his t utor Like a beautiful angel. The girl swallows a lump at her throat She was not beautiful She did not possess the heart of the one she loved But she did not car e.

As long as he was happy, She would be or so she tried to. She helped him write t he most beautiful letter to his angel All the time envisioning that it was she h erself Receiving those very letters. And so the girl helped him choose the right words, Buy the right gifts for his angel His angel brought him much joy And muc h pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles. But that never stopped her from giving more Than she will ever receive. Then one day, all hell broke loose The a ngel he loved left him for another man, A richer, more successful man. The boy w as stunned He was so hurt he did not speak for days The girl went to him He crie d on her shoulder and she cried with him He hurt and so did she. Time went by. A nd so the wounds heal. The boy realizes something about his friend/tutor He neve r realized before. How her laughter sounded heavenly Or how her smiles brightene d up the darkest days. Or simply how beautiful, yes beautiful she looked to him! Beautiful. This plain, simple girl was beautiful to him. And he began to fall. Fall so in love with this beautiful girl. On one day, he picked up all his coura ge to see her. He walked to her house, nervous ad fidgeting. Running his thought s over and over in his head. He was going to tell her how beautiful she was to h im. He was going to tell her how wonderfully n love he was with her. He knocked. No one was home. The next day he found out, The beautiful girl he fell in love with had brain aneurysm That put her into a coma. The doctors were grim and the family decided to let her go. One final time he got to see her. He held her hand . He stroked her hair, And he cried for this beautiful girl.

He cried for he will never see her smile Or hear her speak his name He cried. Bu t it was too late. The beautiful girl was buried and the heavens broke out In a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss. She was the most beautiful girl i n the world. Look around you. Aren't there a lot of plain faces? Take a good loo k A real good look or you might miss out On that beautiful person. Forever. Man' s Best Friend Part 1 A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was en joying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He rememb ered dying, and that his faithful dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. As he reached the wall, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made from pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got close r, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gest ured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "co me in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets." The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. Af ter another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gat e that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approach ed the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Ex cuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far. " "Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that coul dn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself." "How about m y friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog. "There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share." They went through the gate, and sure enough, t here was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree wa iting for them. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heav en," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold stree t and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best frie nds behind in exchange for material things." Love Lesson Part 1 They have been m arried for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, b ut nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedd ing photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper an d always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her. Today, she's being willful again. Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's we dding? She promised she'd pay." Him: "I don't have time that day." Her: "Humph!" Him: "Huh?" Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will hav e all the time you need." Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize my work s ome day." Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!" Him: "No." H er: "Just this once?" Him: "No." Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final wa rning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..." First day, she "withheld" t he kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the do uble bed, to show her "benevolence". Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He d idn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external hel p, and you bear the consequences." He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No w ay am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees. Third day, night. On the b ed. He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side. Him: "We need to talk." Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it." Him: "It's something very important." She remains silent. Him:"Let's get a divorce." She did not believe her ears. Him: "I got to know a girl." She' s totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Prob ably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yes terday. How careless. Him: "She's a nice girl." Her tears fell. Him: "She has a good personality too." She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other g irl close to his heart. Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married." She's very jealous because she said the s ame thing in the past. Him: "She loves me truly."

She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?" Him: "So, I think she won't fo rce me to do something that I don't want to do." She's thinking, but the rage wo n't subside. Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?" Her: "...!" He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face. He sighs. She cries. He puts the photo ba ck to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket. He turns off the li ght, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost slee p. She regrets treating him the way she treated him. She cried again, and though t about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. Sh e wants to see how the girl looks. She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry an d she wanted to laugh. It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She b ends down, and kissed him on his cheek. He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep. "You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly." Chris Diary Part 1 It had been raining for m ore than a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy. Sh e called and said she was coming up. It was the third time she came up to see me that week. I carried her excuse of why she came all the way here and went to me et her at the nearby seven-eleven. She was standing there alone, carrying her re d umbrella. Her friend had dropped her off. It was raining and she was shivering . She looked weak and fragile in the harsh rain, wearing not enough to keep her warm. I walked up to her and said, "You shouldn't come see me anymore," and stuf f like how we shouldn't be together. She said, "I miss you." I told her coldly, "Lets go, I'll take you home." She did not open up her umbrella, I knew she want ed to share mine. I said, "Open up your umbrella, let's go." Unwillingly, She op ened up her umbrella and walked with me to the car. She said she hadn't eat lunc h or dinner and asked if we could stop at some place to eat. Right away I answer ed with a stoned heart, "No!" Disappointed, she asked me to take her to the trai n station, she said she would take the train back home. Maybe it was the rain, a ll the trains were full of people with umbrellas and suit cases who were eager t o get home, not caring about who just passed by. We waited and waited, she looke d at me innocently. Being together for so long, of course I knew what she meant. I understand how she must feel when she came all this way here in this kind of weather and I treat her like this. With her soft eyes staring at me, I felt guil t and wanted to let her stay for the night. But reality struck again, I said to her coldly, "Let's go try the other train station." We were living in the same a partment building, on the same floor. Back then there were four of us, and we go t along well. We would always eat dinner together, watch movies, and sometimes g o

camping. We were more like a family, but I didn't know I would end up falling in love with the only girl of the four. Maybe it was during the last year of colle ge, having living together for two years, we developed deep feelings for each ot her. After she graduated she went back home, and I stayed for one more year to f inish school. During that year I was only able to take the train down to see her on holidays, but never for long. That was how we kept the treasured relationshi p. We were walking along the side of the road. She was in front of me and I was right behind her. Her umbrella had a broken spoke. She looked liked a wounded so ldier, carrying her rusted rifle walking weakly. Many times, she was too into th inking or whatever she was doing, drifting off the road, she almost got hit by t he cars passing by. I wanted to just take her in my arms, but with the love I ha d for her and the constant pain in my stomach, I did nothing. On the way, we pas sed by the park where we use to always go. She begged and said, "Lets go in the park just for a little while please, I promise I'll go home right after this." W ith her begging, my cold heart softened, but I still put up an annoyed face and walked in the park. I was just sitting on the benches looking like I wanted to l eave. She went to the big oak tree and she was looking for something. I knew she was looking for what we wrote on that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ag o. If I remember it right, it said, "Chris and Susan was here, Chris had tea and Susan was drinking hot chocolate. Hope Chris and Susan would always remember th is day, always loving each other, forever." She was looking around for quite a w hile, then she came back slowly with tears on her face. She said, "Chris, I can' t find it, it's not there anymore." I felt so sour inside, there was a stream of pain, flowing into my heart, the kind of pain I've never felt before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care, and said, "Can we go now?" I opened up my b ig black umbrella, she was just standing there, didn't want to leave yet, hoping there was still a chance. She said, "You made up the story of you and that othe r girl didn't you? I know I frustrate you sometimes, but I'll change, can't we s tart over?" I didn't say a word, just looked down and shook my head. After that we just kept on walking towards the train station, didn't say a word to each oth er. Four years ago, the doctor said I had cancer, but it was found early, so it was still curable. Thinking that it was okay, I started living my normal life ag ain, and even forgot about the cancer. I didn't think about the cancer again and did not go back to the doctor. Until a month ago, my stomach was hurting for tw o weeks straight, and the nightmare awakened me again. First I thought the pain wouldl go away, but it grew stronger until to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to the doctor and took an X-ray. The picture came out and t here was a big black spot, which proved the truth that I did not want to believe . I was at the most glittering part of my life, but it was coming to an end. I w anted myself and the people around me to go through the least pain possible, so I decided to commit suicide. But I couldn't let people find out about my intenti ons, especially Susan, the person I love the most in this whole world, who still doesn't know about the truth. Susan was still young, she shouldn't have to go t hrough this. So I made up some stories and lied to her. It was a cruel thing to do, and it broke her heart, but it was the fastest way to wipe out three years's feelings. I didn't have much time, because I would soon start to loose hair and she would find out eventually. But now I'm close to succeeding, this drama woul d soon be over. Thirty minutes more this would all come to an end, that was what I had in mind. The train had stopped running so I called a taxi for her. We wer e just standing there, waiting, loosing our last moments in silence.

I saw the taxi from far away, I held my tears and said to her, "Take care of you rself, take good care of yourself." She didn't talk, just nodded lightly, and th en opened up her misshaped umbrella and stepped out on the street. Out in the ra in, we became two single life forms, one red, one black, so far away from each o ther. I opened the door for her and she got in, then I close the gate that would separate me from her forever. I stood by the car, staring in the dark window, a t the first love in my life, also the last one, walking out of my life. The car started, driving into the street. Finally I couldn't hold my sorrow and the twis t in my heart any longer, waving my arms rapidly chasing after the taxi, because I knew, this would be the last time I see her. I wanted to tell her I still lov e her, I wanted to tell her to stay, I wanted to tell her so much, but the taxi had already turned in the corner. Warm tears kept falling down my face, blended with the cold rain drops. I was cold, not because of the rain. I was cold inside . She left, and I didn't get anymore of her phone calls even until today. I know she didn't see my tears, because they were washed away by the rain. I left with out regrets. But I'm not Chris, I'm that girl Susan, using my memory, and his di ary I found after one year since he left, writing down these last words. Everlas ting Love Part 1 One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce. Lawyer was very p uzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story.... This couple had be en quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage nothing ever seems to go right. They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bri nging. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, the re's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce.... Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the pap ers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he cou ldnt understand why the old couple would still want a divorce.. While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband.. "I really love u, but i really c ant carry on anymore, I'm sorry.." "Its o.k, i understand.." said the husband. L ookin at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thoug ht, why not, since they are still gonna be friends.. At the dining table, there was a silence of awkardness. The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, th e old man took the drumstick for the old lady.."take this, its your favourite.." Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe theres still a chance, but the wife w as frowning when she answer.." This is always the problem, you always think so h ighly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, dont you know that i hate dru msticks?" Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's f avourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, li ttle did he know that she hates drummsticks even though all he wants is the best for her. Tears flowed like river...... "When you love someone, let them know... You never know what will happen the next minute.... Learn to build a life toget her.. Learn to love each other. For who they are.. not what they are..."

That night, both of them couldnt sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn...after hou rs, the old man couldnt take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and h e cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "i love you"... He picks up the phone, starting di aling her number....ringing never stops..he never stop dialing.... On the other side, she was sad, she couldnt understand how come after all these years, he still doesnt understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it an ymore....phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him..."whats th e point of talking now that its over...i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face.."she thought...still ringing...she have deci ded to pull out the cord... Little did she remember, he have heart problems... T he next day, she received news that he had passed away...she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone...he h ad a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line.... As sad as she could be...she will have to clear his belongings...when she was looki ng thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her... And together in those file, there was this note... "To my dearest wife, by the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around, I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k , I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married, I might not be around anymore, I want this amount of money to cont inue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know Iwill always be around, by your side... I love you" Gift of Love Part 1 The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the att ractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up t\he steps. Sh e paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg. It had bee n a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had be en rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, ang er, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark . Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to hel p his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent aga in. Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mar k's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn't working. Sus an is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But s he was still so fragile, so angry - how would she react? Just as he predicted, S usan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I'm blind!", she respon ded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you're ab andoning me." Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus wit h her, for as long as it took, until she got the

hang of it. And that is exactly what hHe taught her how to rely on her other sen ses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to he r new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out fo r her, and save her a seat. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arm s around Mark, her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best fri end. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, And his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate wa ys. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself. On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was payi ng the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure do envy you." Susan w asn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth wou ld ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live fo r the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do you say that you envy me ?" The driver responded, "It must feel good to be taken care of and protected li ke you are." Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again aske d, "What do you mean?" The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the pas t week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the stre et safely and he watches until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady." Tear s of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he ha d given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to be lieve - the gift of love that can bring light where there is darkness. appened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and fr om work each day. Game Love Story Two butterflies were in love... One day, they decided to play hide and seek... During the play... Boy Butterfly - "A small gam e within us" Girl Butterfly - "Ok" Boy Butterfly - "The one who sits in this flo wer tomorrow early in the morning is the one that loves the other one more..." G irl Butterfly - "Ok" Next morning, the boy butterfly waited for the flower to op en so that he can sit in the flower before the girl butterfly does... Finally, t he flower opened... The girl butterfly had died inside the flower... She had sta y there all night so that she could tell him how much she love him early in the morning as soon as she sees him... This is true LOVE... Life is LOVE... Living m ight mean taking chances, But they are worth taking... Loving might be a mistake , But its worth making