Do Long Distance Relationships Work?

Yes, they do. LDRs work as well or as poorly as any other relationship. Being physically separated seems to have very little or no impact in one way or other on the relationship.

The key is to stay positive, stay optimistic. Don’t listen to anyone who tells you that long distance relationships don’t work. The assumption that long distance relationships don’t work is enough to sabotage it. Moreover, the question to ask is not whether long distance relationships work, but whether you want to make it work. Are you willing to put in the effort required to make it work?

"It takes work and dedication, even more so than a regular relationship does. But if you are both really in love and are dedicated to each other, you should be able to do it."

Long distance relationships require a special willingness and understanding that can test love like no other type of relationship can. It requires constant communication and a desire to continually create your relationship, using the only real tool you have... your words.

How To Have A Happy And Successful Long Distance Relationship?

1. Be Happy. A “happy you” can bring a lot of happiness in lives of your loved ones. A “unhappy you” cannot do so.

2. Connect & Communicate. Converse, communicate, connect, share…

3. Create a strong support system.

4. Do get all mushy and romantic.

5. Share your feelings.

Everytime you see something which brings out a ‘wow’ from you, you will terribly miss your partner and wish there were here to share this. And missing is good. Missing your partner simply means you want him/her to be with you.

In so far as my LDR with KB is concerned, I can say that I am extremely awed at the very least not to mention lucky. I found someone who is very much willing to share his life to me and to share whatever free time he has, someone who would sacrifice sleep, someone who would make you feel how important you are in every way imaginable.

Sources: http://www.avani-mehta.com/ , http://www.lifeoptimizer.org/2008/08/06/long-distance-relationship/ , http://www.lovingyou.com/content/advice/advice.shtml?ID=ldr004

New Page Element

I have added one page element in my sidebar and that is the "Song of The Day". I love listening to my music collection and would love to share some to y'all. I will be changing the song daily and I promise that only songs that are easy to the ears will be posted.

If you think, this new element increases the load time of my site, please do let me know so I can find some alternative codes. Will gladly tweak the HTML codes.

Anyway, enjoy reading and I will be back in a little while to update you about the week that was and some other stuff.

Meanwhile... Ta ta!


Miss KT

Forever, KB

Last night while we were talking, KB asked if I am getting bored of our conversations already. The first thing I thought of was not myself or my answer to his question. I thought the other way. I know I trust and love him and believe everything that he has said to me but truth be told the first thought that crossed my mind was is he asking me this because he feels that way already? Is he getting bored? Is this long distance relationship taking a toll on him already? Is our relationship too much too handle? I had a lot of questions in mind but still muttered a very confident "No, I am not and I love every single moment we get to spend together despite our busy schedules. Are you?" I was for a moment hoping that I will like his answer and sure he said No as well. A simple two-letter word that meant the world to me at that time. A two-letter word that assured me that we are indeed going somewhere.

I know those kind of questions would come, some expected and some would be rather unexpected. I say, I appreciate him being so involved in our relationship so much. I was rather skeptic when we started about how much time he could spend with me and yet I am getting so much quality time and then some. I would often tell him thanks and he would quip a pointblank that how it's supposed to be. This is a perfect case of me not expecting too much but yet getting more than what I expect. So out of the ordinary...

And so, I would like YOU to know how I really feel about you right now through this:

There are times

When I just want to look at your face

With the stars in the night

There are times

When i just want to feel your embrace

On a cold night

I just can't believe that you are mine now...

You were just a dream that i once knew

I never thought i would be right for you

I just can't compare you with anything in this world

You're all i need to be forevermore

All those years

I long to hold you in my arms

I've been dreaming of you every night

I've been watching all the stars that fall down

Wishing you will be mine

Time & again

There are these changes that we cannot end

As sure as time keeps going on & on

My love for you will be forevermore

I love you Babe. I hope you settle in the comfort of my LOVE...only for you!

RIP Brandon Spencer Koch

I was in a state of "I-don't-know-what-to-do" over the weekend over this one topic. I initially planned not to write about this but beyond all reasons I ruled over that I should. It's been 2 years (October 18, 2006-October 18, 2008) since Brandon met the accident that killed him almost instantaneously. I still could recall the conversation I had with Chris when he informed me of what happened.

Chris: Brandon is in the hospital, he was in an accident this morning on his way to work.

Kessa: Oh, that explains the reason why he hasn't returned my calls. OMG! Is he alright? Can I talk to him? How is he doing?

Chris: Hmmmm, he can't talk right now.

Kessa: Why, what happened?

Chris: Do you have someone with you now?

Kessa: No, I am alone. Please tell me what happened.

Chris: I'm sorry to be the one telling you this but Brandon did not make it.

Kessa: No. Please tell me you're joking. No, that couldn't happen!!! (wails)

I was in a state of denial. I pinched myself in disbelief. I was hoping I was only dreaming. Even then, I flinched and realized I did really have that conversation with Chris for real. I was inconsolable. It couldn't happen. Chris told me that he will keep in contact and keep me posted and he did. I am so thankful that he did.

Looking back at days gone by, I couldn't completely believe how I've pulled through after October last year. It was, in reckoning, still the darkest and saddest month of my life. It beats not having a pedicure in a month (well to think that I always make it a point to have my nails cleaned and groomed and buffed). Okay, not to let anyone raise some eyebrows, but yeah, seriously October 2006 was a month to remember. Brandon is sorely missed and I am the only one I guess in the world who could understand why I feel this way. His passing has been one of my life's ebbs and what happened beyond October was truly a result of an unexpected goodbye. -a blog entry in http://kessathea22.multiply.com

A lot has unfolded ever since that fateful month. A lot has changed. Secrets have surfaced, deceit even. But I do not have any single hatred. I have become friends with the other girls to say the least except for this one paranoid lady who still thinks that he is alive and that we should fight over him. I do not bear any grudge. It's the least I can do. Besides, he never let me feel that I wasn't the only one. I still see him as the mild-mannered individual who hates smoking big time whom I've learned to love.

I have moved on in so far as letting go is concerned. I have came in to terms to his passing. I have restarted my life. I have closed that chapter. And I know that he is happy with the choices I made. I know he is happy that I am extremely happy right now. The tears has dried up,it gets easier.

I'm sure as I continue to face each passing day without Brandon in my life, I know that he is smiling because I have found my courage again. He certainly doesn't want me to rot in one place, he wants me to continue where we left off. He wants me to achieve the things I work hard for. He wants my happiness always. -a snippet of a blog entry from http://missingbrandon.blogspot.com

RIP Brandon Spencer Koch (November 10, 1978-October 18, 2006)

THE STORY: FOR THE MARRIED AND THOSE WHO INTEND TO GET MARRIED

I was perusing my emails one time at work and received an email sent with low priority from one of my coworkers. I did read the story out of curiosity. So, I thought I'd share it to everyone through my blog instead of sending it to your mailboxes.

THE STORY

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want a divorce!" I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "Why"? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew.

I didn't love her anymore... I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me.. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life tome. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday work-out made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me, .. she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property , the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a marriage.
- Author unknown -

Belle Du Jour

I know, I know... you are probably noticing the prevalence of French words here in my blog. No, I am not moving to France. No, I am not dating a French. Yes, I am practicing the tongue. Yes, I still dream of snagging that United Nations job in Geneva.

So, anyway, this past week has been a little hectic. Had a few stuff to accomplish at work (payroll, audits, service observes, memos, sales reports, daily updates, huddes, so on). Had some last minute revisions for the case studies for school (Bill French, Hospital Supplies, Climax Shipping Co., Midwest Ice Cream Co.). Had to reorganize my closet (by color, by size, by use). Had to do my grocery (fruits and cereal and milk and tea and coffee, and all that). Had to pay some bills (mobile, internet, cable, gym). Had to sort things out (feelings, friendships, priorities). Had to catch up on reading (online blogs, lessons) . Had to plan and research for a travel scheduled next year (called PAL, asked friends, checked out pictures). Had to daydream (and wish and hope and pray). Had to do some wishful thinking. Had to find some quality time for my KB (he deserves it bigtime). You think that's too much to handle? I did all that!

MONDAY: I slept late and woke up earlier than I'm supposed to and actually caught myself dozing off at work. Good thing I was the one who caught myself! So, I had to load up on coffee and hope to get the nerves get jolted and get back to productive mode. Needless to say, I was able to accomplish what I need to do and then some. Oh by the way, Dee (one of my direct reports) signed her promotion to another role. I am genuinely happy for her just as I was happy as well when Raquelyn was promoted too last week. They both have been my direct reports since January this year and they have been consistent performers. Kudos to you girls. And I received a couple of emails congratulating me as well for developing and promoting people left and right. Credits go to their previous managers as well. I'm ecstatic!

K B (10/13/2008 12:39:19 AM): so u had to change sheets after last night?

Yes Babe, I do change the sheets every other week not like what you're thinking... LMAO!

TUESDAY: I still haven't finished the final answers to the Midwest Ice Cream Co. case. Poor me! But I was hopeful that I would be able to. And alas, I did! And I got another good news, anytime my KB is not working he can talk to me already since his internet connection is up. Awesome! I'm so thrilled! Elated! Excited! It's like the first time I was given a star in kindergarten, I am so overjoyed! (Every single little minute that we get to spend talking to each other is like a moment with no end for me.)

K B (10/14/2008 8:12:07 PM): u have given me more than i could ever return

WEDNESDAY: So, today I learned what is KB's favorite breakfast treat and I'll learn it so I could make him some breakfast in bed surprises soon. Of course, not this one all the time but for sure this will be part of it.

K B (10/15/2008 2:29:21 PM): it is eggs and ham and american cheese in a burrito with syrup

I could not stop humming Move On by Rain (Korea singer but the song is Japanese) .

THURSDAY: Thursday was the last day of my workweek as I was on leave Friday. I had to make sure that I have passed all needed deliverables for FW37. Negotiated some schedule change for one of my direct reports that is scheduled for another internal job posting interview. I am hoping she gets the post too. It'll be triple whammy for my team in one quarter. Anyway, had to load up on coffee again. I needed to be awake. I needed to be up and running.

FRIDAY: I am on leave Friday, so I slept and slept and slept and talked to KB. Went to the grocery with Manang Nicole (she does my laundry and irons it too). She's been such a great help!

SATURDAY: Last day for Managerial Accounting and first term for the school year is finally over. After school I got a call from Jonah inviting me to go out with her, Joyce, Suzanne and Raine. We had dinner at Sentro in Greenbelt 3. After dinner, we went to Ice Vodka Bar and Bed Space Bar. It was fun catching up with the girls. The last time we went out was Black Saturday this year, a few too many months back. Here are some pics...

the display rack outside Bed Space

Jonah and Kessa

Suzanne (Tutei) and Joyce

Kessa, Tutei, Joyce and Jonah

Jonah, Joyce, Kessa, Tutei, Raine

VLOG Par Six: Qu'est-ce que l'amour?

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You're the sweet dreams that soothe me
When i cant fall asleep
You're the field
In the middle of the city
Im rushing by
In the speed of light

You're the strong resolution
When i found no peace

You're the church bells a ringin
In the evening
Im always quiet
Your whisper comfort
Bless my heart
I get so weak


Oh you're lovely lovely
You're the center of my universe
(my universe)
A thousand times
I look around your heart why
Oh you're lovely lovely
You're the center of my universe
(my universe)
A million ways
I cannot explain
You're lovely

You're the soft words that touch me
When i just can't speak
You're the breeze on the ocean
In the morning
Inviting me
To greet the day

You're the flowers i remember
Singin into me
Colors true
A colder rain

Brighter ray
Soft and frail

And new day sun
Make me see


Oh you're lovely lovely
You're the center of my universe
(my universe)
A thousand times
I look around your heart why
Oh you're lovely lovely
You're the center of my universe
(my universe)
A million ways
I cannot explain
You're lovely
I understand
That there may be grief
And there may be pain
But I am aware
You blind the darkness
With who you are
Because
Oh you're lovely lovely
You're the center of my universe
(my universe)
A thousand times
I look around your heart why

LOVELY

Michelle Tumes

Wishlist Circa 2008

I have been creating wishlists for the past couple of years. Some I was able to receive or buy on my own and some just plainly were not just for me (I guess). Here's a peek at what I've wished for last year: WISHLIST 2007

Of course, accomplishing or acquiring such stuff makes me happy but not having them not at all disappoints me. It just gives me all the more reason to strive harder and wish rather harder. Hahaha! Anyway, this year wouldn't be any exception. Here you go...

1. Safety and good health of people important and dear to me (family, relatives, my KB, friends)
2. At least 3.5 and at most 4.0 Quality Point Index in my MBA (I will try hard to get this grade) - two terms
3. Anne Klein Red Dress at the Powerplant Mall - I've been eyeing this since my birthday

4. Nine West Black Pump (Classic Peep Toe Pump with a twist, leather upper, grommet details across vamp, 3 inches patent heel and leather bottom sole)

5. A nice long day at the spa (sauna/steam bath, whirlpool bath, scrub, massage, facial, wax, nail treatments) aaahhh the good life
6. A premium subscription to One True Media
7. A much more organized and cleaner room
8. A surprise trip back home in time for my granddad's birthday
9. Carmen Electra's Electra-Pole Dancing Pole Workout Complete Kit With Bonus DVD - alright, I'm not looking at venturing into professional pole dancing for the record, I just happened to watch a demo on TV and watched a couple of videos in YouTube as well and I think I can do it. Main Goal: a ripped tummy

10. A charmbracelet (butterflies, hearts, stars)
11. Slowdance with KB to a Barry White song(Just The Way You Are) - on second thoughts, just some alone time with him would really make me happy
12. A flat red ballet shoe like the one I have now (it's a little overused already)
13. World Peace

14. A subscription to Cosmopolitan magazine
15. A Rachael Ray cookbook

I think that's about it... I will be adding to this post as I begin to want/need more. LOL!

I know this post is a little self-centered but this is my blog after all. Just saying...

The Best Movie Quote (When Harry Met Sally)

“When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of our life, to start as soon as possible.” – WHEN HARRY MET SALLY

VLOG Par Cinq: Sweet Like Chocolate

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I Miss You!

So many people have the person that they love with them but I don't...

And I miss him, and I really want to take care of him and love him and be with him.

I miss you Babe...

Too Good To Be True

While talking to a friend and a coworker a few weeks back, she has mentioned that KB is too good to be true. I asked her why of course and she said it's because he seems to be not the usual kind of guy you run into these days. He's just not in the same league as the womanizers and those who take their girls for granted and leave them wanting for more attention that tends to go awry as these situation tends to make these women cause bouts of nagging and pity parties. Result? Unhappy and one-sided love affairs. I don't take offense to what this friend has said maybe she's just trying to wake me up in my euphoria, maybe she's just trying to play devil's advocate, maybe she's just trying to anchor me down. I just said yes KB is too good and yes KB is so true. For one, he is an absolute sweetheart, he is the sweetest boyfriend ever. He praises me like rain and his love transcends no matter how far apart we are. I appreciate the little and big sacrifices he make just so we could talk, just so we could see each other again (although more often he sees me more than I see him and I am dying to see his cuteness again). Seriously, KB has been the boyfriend I have been waiting for. He is one who would make you smile and cry at the same time. He would make you cry with his sweet gestures and reassuring phrases and he would make you smile knowing that he means every word that comes out of his mouth.

While we were discussing about our priorities and what we need to consider for our future together once, KB said:

K B (10/8/2008 1:53:31 AM): i will be a good husband for u always

It's those words like that that make me fall in love with him again over and over. He has his own way of making you feel extremely special. He has his own way of making you feel that you're the only one he wants to be with if only he could. Not to mention his thoughtful little ways: (He knows some Tagalog words - sounds really cute when we talk over the phone)

K B (10/11/2008 8:21:59 PM): mahal ko how are ur knees?
K B (10/11/2008 8:27:25 PM): bakit? u should go do something fun to unwind from the stress. u deserve it
K B (10/11/2008 9:46:41 PM): avoid sleeping pills if u can. they can be dangerous
K B (10/11/2008 9:59:03 PM): if u came home to me u could come home and rest soundly anytime u wanted
K B (10/12/2008 2:58:17 AM): but i know i can be myself and a man with u instead of keeping things to myself
K B (10/12/2008 3:19:52 AM): of course
K B (10/12/2008 3:19:58 AM): that will not change
K B (10/12/2008 3:19:59 AM): except
K B (10/12/2008 3:20:09 AM): i may begin to love u more
K B (10/12/2008 3:20:23 AM): and i do love u more every time we breathe a word or pray to one another

If those weren't true, I'd give props to his scriptwriter. I am not saying I do not believe him, what I am saying is that I do not have any doubts at all and would rather enjoy each and every moment we get to spend with each other. See, he is often out on a mission and knowing that he would find time in between being tired, cleaning his tools and being really sleepy just so we could talk is a sacrifice I'd always be thankful for.

K B (10/12/2008 5:30:17 AM): mahal kita
K B (10/12/2008 5:30:19 AM): night babe
K B (10/12/2008 5:30:23 AM): don't forget to pray

No, he isn't too good to be true because he's good and he's true.

Forecast is YES!

Here's a movie clip from YAHOO. Enjoy!

My Personality Type: Dynamic Thinker

I was browsing through some friend's blog sites and web sites and I happen to see this quite interesting link that offers free personality assessment. So, the ever curious me decided to try and give it a shot.

Here's my result:

Dynamic Thinkers are confident and independent persons. They radiate enthusiasm and energy. Dynamic Thinkers pursue their objectives actively and energetically. They love nothing better than new challenges. This type is the born leader, competent, energetic and responsible. They have a sharp eye for errors and can criticise without mercy if they see the success of a project endangered. They are completely unconcerned as to whether they alienate anyone in the process. But they are always open to objective arguments; they love discussions, they are very gifted rhetorically and they are good at convincing and enthusing others.

As they are very sociable, Dynamic Thinkers like to have a lot of friends around them, preferably those with whom they can share their interests and discuss all sorts of subjects. They are very direct but never in an underhand or scheming manner. If you can bear being spoken to frankly, you have in them a loyal and unwavering advisor as friend. Everything new and unknown stimulates Dynamic Thinkers and awakens their curiosity. However, rules, routine and traditional things arouse their resistance. If something does not go the way they want it to, they can react rather pigheadedly and obstinately.

Dynamic Thinkers expect a great deal of themselves and of others. Whoever does not fit in with their scheme of things does not have it easy. They sometimes appear to be rather severe due to their frankness. Partners and family also find it difficult to satisfy Dynamic Thinkers. They know exactly what they want and compromising is inconceivable to them. Whoever has an Dynamic Thinker as partner should have a strong personality and have a great deal of independence and sufficient self-confidence in order to give this dominating type some opposition. Normally, for Dynamic Thinkers, a partnership only takes second place after their profession. But they like to have someone at their side who is a match for them intellectually, with whom they can pursue mutual objectives and have interesting discussions all night long; preferably factual discussions - sentimentalism and romance are not their thing.

Some adjectives that describe me: (IT SCREAMS ME!)

extroverted, theoretical, logical, planning, rational, self-confident, ambitious, direct, open, severe, organised, determined, witty, independent, purposeful, dynamic, energetic, optimistic, competent, responsible, clever, intellectual, enthusiastic, demanding, structured, controlled, aggressive

CONCLUSION:
I have to say the result was point blank me. The relization and the aha moment when I read my results is priceless. The narrative just screams to be me.

Hmmmm, except for the following...

"Partners and family also find it difficult to satisfy Dynamic Thinkers. They know exactly what they want and compromising is inconceivable to them. But they like to have someone at their side who is a match for them intellectually, with whom they can pursue mutual objectives and have interesting discussions all night long; preferably factual discussions - sentimentalism and romance are not their thing."

Go ahead you can try too. If you can leave a comment and note down the result of your test I would appreciate it. Later...

VLOG Par Quatre: One Hello

Here's another video I came up with this week...

Photo credits:
http://www.arieljavelosa.ph
http://www.litosy.com

Song:
One Hello - Gary Valenciano

Quotes:
http://www.lovingyou.com

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The Week That Was

I am on break now and trying to come in to terms that it is already Friday today, yeah almost Saturday. Although I would really like to make time just pass me by so fast, I guess it has to slow down quite a bit when I have stuff to do or when I have deliverables to accomplish. Oh well, I ought to stop blaming time. I have been slacking pretty much not the usual "Energizer Bunny" mode like I used to some months back.

I haven't been able to get some decent sleep lately and I am thinking of resorting to taking some sleeping pills to aid me to sleep. It used to be that a warm bath or a glass of milk would put me to bed and send me to oblivion but now even if I close all the window and block the sun's rays with some dark thick curtains I still could not doze off. Will prolly just have to adjust my body clock get used to my activities and I can only hope for sounder beauty rests.

I was on leave from work Monday and Tuesday and I spent the day trying to figure out what to write for my term papers for my Managerial Accounting class. Good thing I was able to come up with pretty good enough materials and I hope my professor would read them and rate them some A+. I wish!

Woke up a little later than my usual Friday night (because I slept late too, waited for a colleague's sister to come out on a noontime show) and maybe, really maybe, I was still half asleep when I went to the bathroom. I could not remember the whole scene but the last thing on my mind was me turning the shower knob on and next thing I knew I was already on my knees and saw some blood gushing from my right knee. Did I tell anyone I'm scared of blood? So, I got up, forgot about the pain and finished my shower rituals and then prepared to go to work. I initially planned of calling in sick (I have all the excuse to do so) but ruled it out, since it's my last working day and i have stuff to do at work. Good thing I logged into YM using my mobile phone and so I was able to read KB's messages. Told him about what happened not any way wanting him to worry but he did (Thanks for the concern Babe, it means a lot coming from you!). I am just happy that he is back in their base safe and sound although tired and spent. I'm looking forward to talking to him again tonight.

VLOG Par Trois: Some Little Ones

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VLOG Par Deux: When I Say I Do

I have been kinda hooked to creating some video of the pictures I have saved in my trusty laptop. So here goes...the second installment to the many videos to be released. Photos are from http://www.mimiandkarl.com and http://www.litosy.com and the song is by Chante Moore and Kenny Lattimore.

Kevin, thank you for showering me with love...

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Last Week In Review

Last week was a rather dull week except for the days harassed (for lack of a better word) by thunders and heavy downpour. I am scared of thunders and I could only hide under the covers in an attempt to not hear them and shut them out completely out of my waking minute.

I started Monday on a happy note. Well, of course I talked to KB and we had so much fun catching up. Slept late but it was all worth it. I wouldn't change a thing. I love every minute we get to spend with each other. We're both excited to make all our plans a reality. In God's time... Oh, he asked me about the surprise I mentioned to him last time but I guess I did good in stalling it for a little bit more time (Sorry Babe, soon you'll know). Monday faded into Tuesday morning so fast and next thing I know I was on my way home already ready to catch some sleep.

Went to work a little late Tuesday because the cramps were unbearable. Sigh! Went to work and stopped by Starbucks to get myself some caffeine fix, bought some for Jonah and Joyce as well. Attended a few meetings and halfway through our staff meeting, KB called and we had a little talk. Missed a few items on the agenda but I wouldn't miss the call for the world. He had some nice news for me and am ecstatic about it.

Wednesday and Thursday and Friday rolled by fast enough. KB saw the video I made for him and told me he loved it. It's my first attempt and I'm glad I had an instant fan. Hahaha! Love you Babe...

After my Friday shift, went straight home and tried really hard to sleep but I couldn't. I knew i had to sleep if not I'll prolly doze off in my Saturday afternoon class. I did not have any sleep, poor me, so I decided to just blast cold shower to shock my nerves and get me up and going again. After class, went to pick up some strawberries, yogurt and cream and some wet tissues at the grocery. Marvin was gracious enough to carry some of my stuff as we talk about the issue that happened at work and some questions about me and KB. I was so tired when I got home. I immediately dozed off and woke up around midnight (sorry Babe I missed our prayer time tonight-I did so right after I woke up though). KB has been buzzing me since 10PM and responded super late already. Good thing he got back after his dinner. We talked for a bit because sleep was knocking his system already. Sure I understand, he's not doing just some plain office stuff anyway, he's in the war zone after all.

Couldn't wait until the next buzz appears. Later...

We're Counting Down!

Were 1 on the 4th!

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