I am yours

SUNSET ~PART1~

Writing before the writing:

Words would not be enough to draw the moments of love and the pictures of gladness. With a few, i will try make you realize the "Good Soul" I've become being your Son, your friend, your classmate, your mentor, your co-nurse.

Thank You.

I wanted to do more and make the living for all of you fine... but He is calling me already. It is so hard for me to be following His footsteps and leave you in a sudden while the big responsibility i allotted for myself is hanging. No one knows the purpose of life until such moment would come that will remind us that were through.

Living on earth would only matter if our actions of goodness and love overlaps the reality of aches of the world.

I cant seem to express how it feels to be finally reaching my final destination. If i am to write the good times of my life, considering how lucky i am to be on the hands of the kind of family i had, priceless friendships and humble-untold stories, thousand-pages book would not be enough. Thank You Mama, Thank You Papa.Thank You Toto Ian and Thank You bebe Frits, Thank You Friends.. For everything i had and for the goodness of my soul.

i have been raised to be a good person i am to this very moment and i will be until my last breath. Most wont really accept the truth that sometimes, good stories come to an end. The life i had was so short and yet i have conquered the missions He alone know. It wouldn't matter how our life-story ends up, the most valuable thing is how we managed to provide for what we think needs to fill in the gap.

I think this is the most beautiful song I've ever heard in my lifetime.

Who am I?

by: Casting Crown

Who am i?

That the Lord of all the earth,

Would care to know my name,

Would care to feel my hurt.

Who am I?

That the bright and morning star,

Would choose to light the way, For my ever wondering heart.

Not because of who I am. But because of what you've done.

Not because of what I've done. But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow.

A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I'm calling,

Lord you catch me when I'm falling,

And you told me who I am. I am yours.

I am yours.

Who am I?

That the eyes that see our sin , Would look on me with love

And watch me rise again

Who am I?

That the voice that calmed the sea, Would call out through the rain,

And calm the storm in me.

Not because of who I am. But because what of youve done.

Not because of what I've done. But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow.

A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord you catch me when I'm falling,

And you told me who I am. I am yours.

Not because of who I am. But because of what you've done.

Not because of what I've done. But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading, Here today and gone tomorrow.

A wave tossed in the ocean, A vapor in the wind.

Still you hear me when I'm calling, Lord you catch me when I'm falling,

You told me who I am.

I am yours. I am yours. I am yours.

Whom shall I fear? Whom shall I fear?

'Cuz I am yours. I am yours...

I am Yours,

Nurse Frank

IT’S A ROLLER COASTER RIDE. (love and career preview)

I have been busy a lot these past few months. Days became nights and vice versa. Night shift duty hours have compromised my friendly eyes and been spending too much just to make myself comfortable and breathing.

It’s no joke to spend more than 12 hours in a hospital .When I go home after 9pm, the favourite Teleseryes were aired and everyone else’s asleep. I have no one to share the dining table with and just be contented talking to my spoon and fork as i enjoy the cold food prepared for me. Also, night shift 12-hour duty has crippled my titbits. The days of good sleep, spontaneous chit-chats and cuddling with my brothers has long been felt. I have been messing a lot and been missing lots of times. The quality moments with my family has been slowly ignored as I attend to my duty and nurture my career. It is surely a huge sacrifice to give your time for others yet you haven’t proven anything to your family in giving them your learning, your expertise in health, heartfelt service and even monetary measures.

The days travelled so fast...as fast as its killing me.

Groups would usually say that i am into other side of the world a lot... in having a business life. It is a fact! I have been giving my time for business and for improving my people skills. They just don’t know the reason why i am too busy doing things out of my profession. The confusion of career satisfaction and emotionally unstable stage are crushing me to the bones.

CONFUSION OF CAREER SATISFACTION

I can do my work well and proud to say that i do better as days unfold. I am a real nurse when I’m in the hospital and i am not just someone who goes in goes out the duty without any concern of help to improve the value of care the clients deserve. They ought to have quality service out of their choice of healthcare provider and trust on the system. Being a nurse is like riding a roller coaster. The folks make you wounded and the patients’ Thank Yous heal the scars. Lucky enough if you have received it twice a day, but then most of it comes in “Tupperware” value.

DONT MAKE ME CRY...*RY

HUuurrrrgghhh! You’re giving me heartaches bea! I have ponder before to stop myself from having a relationship yet you have come to show me, i think the Right person to be with. The only problem now is that, if he wants me too. I am crushed by my f**kin hectic schedule and stressed with how night shift duty hours make my ugly. I just want to look good and be appreciated. Now, I cant sleep and i am thinking deeply of what things i have to do to get out of this trap. I am hopeful that he would give me a chance in proving myself that i am worthy as a partner and i am also afraid to be rejected. I think that i have to pursue this...i will be your future.

SHE SLEEPS WITH HER FRIEND’S XMAS TEDDY

Should have been posted: December 2010

Eleven fifty-nine, a minute more and it will be midnight. I was still on the dining area and was looking for something to eat on the kitchen. I came across the open room of our new family member “Petpet”. Her real name’s Gerlyn and she’s a distant relative in our province. She’s living with us now for about 4 years. She can be called a helper but heartedly accepted as a family member. My parents treat no one like that, my father even call Petpet as “anak”. It reflects his personality, full of humility and big open arms for the needy.

She was asleep with a teddy bear on her slightly curled arms while her back is half flatted on the bed mattress, with closed eyes and while silently breathing, she reflects a tired one after a long day. The ‘teddy” is a gift from her college buddy, a Christmas gift that somehow made her heart a little bit more warmer. It reminded me of the sacrifices that the girl on bed had exchanged for her future. Comforting herself with a gift... somehow, I understand that it represents the people she has been longing to be with, her family. Not to her attention, but it really makes sense to think it that way. She had chosen to be with us and helped my mom doing the household chores. What about her “nanay”? Isn’t she also needs assistance at home? I am thankful that she came in and helped us with things, lots of things...big things!

How about this? How will you feel if you’re e away from your loved ones and spending time with people you need to deal, understand, get to know and share the same roof with? It is and might be so difficult for her to handle the problems.

My father is so good that he decided to send Petpet to school. Pet went to college and became an HRS graduate. Until now, she’s with us and waiting for the right time to grab an opportunity to work abroad. She is determined to help her family someday. I just hope that her dreams do come true and I promise to myself that I won’t say no for a genuine person like her for a help.

~fin~

9-11 blue light n a baller NIGHT

we got the names... freter, frank, francis and thomas... singin' songs from the car 5 meters away with the songs downloaded from bombassbeatz, we got a moment to enjoy taking photographs with the ballers under blue light in a day-crying and night-sleeping tree.

September Party Party!

Mr. and Ms CPU night PLUS the fun waiting chocs @ samurai. we've waited for the party party to start....It ended with a big bash! hahaha

the morning after... bea was complaining bout her smelly-smoky hair ...hahaha.. while everyone's busy with usher and the team , we were busy lighting stick after stick of our duo with the rhum-cola. the girl on the left.fb as a witness made some rules and shouted out loud. the party party rules. She was talking to her pal wall to wall. Party party pal. haha... Next stop... lauching! wont miss it! Gold and Black.. denifinite fab! wuhooo! hahaha (dizzy but still able)... i can say now.. im drunk... hhihihih

Syd4 BLUES ;D

It wasnt that big to talk about but for my heart it the most to consider.

As bea made an effort to invite me for a party, a thought of refusal hasnt come across my mind at all. I was expectant to have a great night with the side4 people of SPH. I was a walk-in guest yet i made it at the right start to entertain them and made an effort to eventually sing for them. Having a gross introduction of singing in a bunch of short time encountered friends, it made me comfortable in a sudden. Its as if ive been with them for more than four years. Bea was with me for about six years and sure she knew me being an absolute shy-type buddy... but that cold night became a moment of BLUE lights and red lights of a group of people with the same intention while spending time together... to release the tensions, to extend love and to enjoy that night ..that next day sunrise. Lot of things has happened and im revealing them exclusively on my chest. I will forever long to experience such a wonderful party. It wasnt just about alcohol, it was all about being a group... being together...I know for sure that everyone of us felt hugged and comforted....

I was and i will miss it...

its your bday!

happeee bday _ _ _! miss the old times. missing you too.