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It has been raining and I love it! I love rain! Now it just reminds me of a song by Billie Myers, Kiss the Rain. I’ve chosen the video with Dawson’s Creek scenes. I love the song and I grew up watching Dawson’s Creek. Truth is, I’ve chosen this since I do not like the official video of the song. :p

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My Dad is celebrating his 51th birthday today!!
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My brother just got married and he’s living with his wife next door. And I guess I’m still not used with the thought that after the day he got married, hell be going home to his wife.. not to us like it used to be.
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I always fall in love with songs having aching, touching, and sweet lyrics. The type of song that will move you. And Snow Patrol is one of the great bands out there whose songs have such beautiful lyrics. I love listening to them although Read the rest of this entry »

A beautiful song inspired by one of Paulo Coelho’s great novel of the same title.
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It was an ordinary day. A program at school was about to begin so cadet trainees were urging students to attend the event.

I’m not feeling well. I feel like throwing up but I don’t want to have a nasty taste on my mouth that’s why I tried with all my might not to vomit.

A friend is worried about my condition so she decided not to attend the program and stayed with me in our classroom which happened to be in the fourth floor. She was so energetic telling me about the recent episode of Dawson’s Creek. We both love the sitcom and we never fail to discuss every episode while majority of our girl classmates are talking about boys and boys are talking about just anything.

I felt the content of my stomach rushed through my throat and I know that I can’t hold it anymore. I ran to the CR but it was quite far from our room. I consider myself lucky for reaching a trash can before spluttering whatever it is that has to be thrown up.

My friend ran after me and she was rubbing my back while I was throwing up. After a few seconds, two medics went to my aid. They probably heard me puking. Oh that’s so embarrassing.

After my puking escapades, the two medics brought me to the clinic and made me lie down on the bed. They asked me a few questions and made me rest for a while.

The talkative guy, who happens to be called Roy, urged his companion, San Diego (Sorry, I only remembered his last name), to sing. This according to him will make me feel better. Unexpectedly, the guy did sing. He sang ‘King and Queen of Hearts’. Hehe. His singing was not that bad but Roy joked that it made me feel even worse. He even told him that he’ll show how the real singing should sound.

.. And he sang.. He has a great voice. I couldn’t believe it at first. My impression of him was a snob and a bad boy who doesn’t know how to smile and no way that incredible voice was to be of the guy I imagined him to be.

But I was wrong. He’s sweet, gentle, and caring. And in that clinic, I developed a crush on him.

^_^

He sang Bobby Caldwell’s ‘Heart of Mine’. And for a long time.. until now.. I love that song. I felt his song. During those times in the clinic, I feel like I was being serenaded. It was a wonderful feeling!

Heart of mine,
How can you keep from dying
Stop reminiscin’, who is she kissing
Heart of mine,
Oh what’s the use in tryin’
No one can mend you now

I think he was sad that time but I like the way he sang. It was as if he owns the song. It was beautiful!

I learned that he has two siblings. He’s the youngest in the family and his dream was to be a pilot.

I started feeling better after quite a while and I hate it when time flies really fast. Soon, the morning class concluded, he advised me to go home and take a rest. We chatted more and then he made me take some medicines.

Once I got home, I had my lunch and took a nap. I woke up feeling cold and my mom just found out that I have a high fever. I told her that I spent the rest of the morning in the clinic but never mentioned Roy. I was never open to her about this kind of things. Sorry Mom!

My condition got worse in the evening. I tried to just sleep, not liking the feeling of being sick. And that night I dreamt of him!

^_^

Come back again. I have to sleep now but there’s part two!

I’m about to start watching a movie, It’s a Boy Girl thing, when I suddenly heard a music playing Speedwagon Reo’s In My Dreams. So I paused my player, listen to the song, and started singing:

I keep hopin’ one day I’ll awaken, and somehow she’ll be lying by my side
And as I wonder if the dawn is really breakin’
She touches me and suddenly I’m alive

We climb and climb and at the top we fly
Let the world go on below us, we are lost in time
And I don’t know really what it means
All I know is that you love me, in my dreams

I love that song!! I also like its lyrics. ^_^

It kind of makes me remember my high school days when I have a huge crush on this guy but he likes someone else..

All I know is that you love me, in my dreams

Haha!!

This is not your typical love story. It is never what I expected it to be. It is a boy meets girl, boy loses girl story that is disheartening yet at the same time exhilarating. The movie is both funny and sad. Scenes in the movie are portrayed out of chronological order which hightens the twists and turns of the story.

“Just because some cute girl likes the same bizarre crap you do, that doesn’t make her your soulmate”

I couldn’t agree more. Sometimes, couple’s differences add challenge and spice up a relationship.

“Robin is better than the girl of my dreams. She’s real.”

I was struck by the above’s quote and it got me thinking. How often do we find ourselves dreaming for “The One”. We created a picture of this perfect person whom we wanted to be with. But I guess, it is better to fall and be with someone not perfect but real. ^_^ All in all, the movie was great. It has a surprising mixture of humor, sweetness and sadness. It’s not your ordinary love story, a must-see movie, and the best romantic comedy so far as of 2009.

I’m just posting a story I found while reading a friend’s blog. I really liked it. I wasn’t able to control my emotions while reading and before I know it, my tears fell already. It is a very touching story about mother and son. Hope you will also find time to read this. I have no intention to post again tonight after the previous entry I just published but I really have to share this. It is worth your time.

Here it goes.

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, ‘I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you.’

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. ‘What’s wrong, are you well,’ she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

‘I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,’ I responded ‘just the two of us.’ She thought about it for a moment, and then said,’I would like that very much.’

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.

‘I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,’ she said, as she got into the car. ‘They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.’

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

‘It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,’ she said. ‘Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,’ I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, ‘I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.’ I agreed.

‘How was your dinner date?’ asked my wife when I got home. ‘Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined,’ I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said: ‘I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. ‘I love you, son’

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: ‘I love YOU’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till some ‘other’ time.

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you’ve had a baby… somebody doesn’t know that once you’re a mother, ‘normal’ is history.

Somebody said you can’t love the second child as much as you love the first… somebody doesn’t have two or more children.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery…. somebody never watched her ‘baby’ get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten. .. or on a plane headed for military ‘boot camp.’

Somebody said a Mother can stop worrying after her child gets married… somebody doesn’t know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in- law to a mother’s heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother’s job is done when her last child leaves home…somebody never had grandchildren. .

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don’t need to tell her… somebody isn’t a mother.

Pass this along to all the GREAT ‘mothers’ in your life and to everyone who ever had a mother.

This isn’t just about being a mother; it’s about appreciating the people in your lives while you have them… no matter who that person is!

Watch your thoughts, they become words.

Watch your words, they become actions.

Watch your actions, they become habits.

Watch your habits, they become character.

Watch your character, for it becomes…your destiny.

‘Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle’.

The story is somewhat similar to the other story I read in Chicken Soup for the Soul I just forgot the title but nevertheless it has an impact. You will be touched.