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Friday, February 27, 2009

Mathematics of Heaven

As I mention before I am on vacation but I prefer to just stay in the Kingdom without going home to the Philippines since my growing family is here. So it's not actually a vacation, but maybe a little break from work so I will miss my cultured bacteria's in the microbiology and the lab. Actually, I feel so pampered by the never tiring cookings and bakings of my dear Mrs. Thoughtskoto, kaya sulit na sulit. hehe

Anyways, I just wanted to share this quick kasi baby sitter ako ngayon while my wife is busy at the kitchen.

It has been said that the mathematics of heaven are:



Di ako magaling sa mathematics kaya kayo na bahala mag-isip ano ibig sabihin. nyehehe.

See you guys!


Tuesday, February 24, 2009


Think about them one at a time BEFORE going on to the next one...IT DOES MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, especially the thought at the end.

Falling in love.

Laughing so hard your face hurts or your eyes got wet

A hot shower in winter or cold shower in summer.

No long lines at the supermarket

A special glance from you or to you from a wholesome stranger.

Getting mail, email, or text message from a special or long lost friend

Hearing your favorite song on the radio.

Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.

Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.

A long distance phone call.

A bubble bath.


A good conversation.

The beach

Finding a 50SR note in your jacket from last winter.

Laughing at your very self.

Midnight phone calls that last for hours.

Having someone tell you that you're beautiful or handsome.

Laughing at an inside joke.

Memories of elementary or high school friends.

Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.

Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.

Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner)

Making new friends or spending time with old ones.

Playing with a new baby/puppy/kitty.

Having someone play with your hair.

Sweet dreams.

Going to a really good concert.

Making eye contact with a cute stranger

Winning a really competitive game/blog poll.

Spending time with close friends.

Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.

Holding hands with someone, you really care about.

Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change

Watching the expression on someone's face as he/she open a much-desired present from you.

Watching the sunrise/sunset. 


Playing with the baby.

Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.

Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly. truly the best things in life are the free stuffs.

Monday, February 23, 2009


Laugh Like You Have Never Cried. Play Like You Have Never Lost. 

Love Like You Have Never Been Hurt. Live Like There Is No Tomorrow.

Quote and Photo from skdiesel

I am on a 15 days vacation, so expect me to be a little lazy in thinking and blogging but instead do some cut-and-paste inspirational stuffs. But since its February, needless to say, but a month of love, buwan ng mga puso, and I am sure Engr. NJ of Desert Aquaforce will again complain about this love blog, but if only I know he's tickled by this too. nyehehe, peace NJ!

Check your LOVE attitude...

To find your love attitude number, add your birth month and your birthdate together. 

Keep reducing it until it's a single digit.

January 28         1+28 = 29           2+9 = 11            1+1 = 2;          

Your love attitude number is 2.

Mine is November 27, 11+27=38    3+8=11    1+1 = 2 

which I think fits the description perfectly.

If your number is:


You are charming imaginative and independent. Usually your style is 
ahead of others; you know what's in and what's way out. Sometimes you're 
a little too aggressive when it comes to pursuing a love interest. You 
have a way of drawing attention wherever you go, and this dramatic flair 
usually attracts the strongest ones. Your competitive nature either 
draws or repels guys/gals...but those who can't handle your power aren't 
your type anyway. At times you can be possessive, manipulating and 
demanding with your friends and in love relationships. You like 
guys/gals with lots of intelligence... and knock-'em-dead good looks 
don't hurt either.


Your love nature is sentimental, romantic and kind. Your easygoing, 
mild manner allows almost everyone to feel very comfortable with you - 
especially shy guys/gals. Your modesty and tact enable you to get along 
easily with both sexes. You are a natural peacemaker and can be very 
persuasive with words, which helps you to gain the respect of your 
classmates/associates. You can also be too sensitive at times, and your greatest 
drawback is a lack of confidence to stand up for yourself in conflict. 
Your favorite type of girl is a gentle, affectionate one who is also 
strong and playful. A great sense of humor is also a must. A guy/gal who 
loves to listen to music and dance should rank high on your list of 
favorites, too.


You are imaginative, fun-loving, thrill-seeking and expressive. You're 
so charming that you attract many friends and you are almost never 
lacking guys/gals. In your earlier years, you may be totally shy and 
self-conscious, but you'll lose those qualities in the high-school 
years. You can be sort of vain or even a bit of a show-off when you get 
caught up in exciting events in your life, but you usually redeem 
yourself in some playful way before you lose a friend. Jealousy shows 
its ugly head sometimes, but generally you aren't affected by it unless 
your guy/gal tries to provoke it. In the guy/gal department, you prefer 
the athletic or artistic types. You're in absolute heaven when you find 
both of those qualities in the same guy/gal. When you're looking for 
love, a guy/gal who can make you laugh scores points, big time!


You tend to be loyal, dedicated and good hearted. You're one of the 
most diligent students when you really try, and you tend to make your 
schoolwork a priority. You also express those same qualities in your 
love relationship. No one is more faithful and trusting than you. In 
fact, those tendencies can be a little negative in your romantic life. 
You may sometimes hang on too long to a guy/gal who doesn't give you the 
respect and love you deserve. You can be stubborn and a bit of a 
troublemaker if the mood strikes you but you can usually dig yourself 
out of that hole just in time to stay out of major trouble. You usually 
fall for extremes when choosing a love mate - he/she may be a show-off 
or a teacher's pet. Whatever the type, it helps if he/she is 
good-looking, too, but that's not a major consideration for you.


Your love attitude is adventurous, charismatic and spontaneous. You're 
creative and adaptable, and you can come up with the most exciting and 
sometimes daring things to do. Your quick intelligence and way with 
words help get you out of the problems that come with being flirtatious 
and playing hard to get. You need to pay close attention to your 
personal values because you love to try new and different things and 
easily go along with the crowd and the consequences can put extra strain 
on your relationship with a boy/girl. You like guys/gals who have great 
bodies and good looks, along with exceptional brain and high grades. It 
helps if they are highly athletic or involved in as many activities as 
you, otherwise you might get bored! Variety is the key to your love 
attitude number.


You are warm, loving, devoted and affectionate. Your outgoing, 
thoughtful nature attracts many girlfriends/boyfriends to you, and 
usually some of the nicest guys/gals too. Because of your need to care, 
you can end up in a relationship that requires too much care-taking to 
make it balanced. Since home and family play important roles in your 
life, you are unlikely to be attracted to guys/gals who your parents 
wouldn't like. Sometimes you have a slight jealous streak... but it 
doesn't last long. Some people with this love attitude number are prone 
to making harsh judgments of others, especially when others don't share 
your set of values. You are especially attracted to the good looking, 
boy/girl-next-door type who is smart as well as a gentle man/woman.


Your love nature is thoughtful, poetic, mystical and mysterious. A few 
people with love attitude number seven are class clowns, and they 
usually attract guys/gals who like to be given a hard time. But most of 
you are the quiet, reserved types who dislike calling attention to 
yourself. Your type generally attracts guys who feel the same way you 
do. Your refined, independent and secretive nature is very alluring to 
certain guys/gals. At times you can also be somewhat fault-finding and a 
little demanding in your love relationship and with friends. You are 
mostly attracted to guys/gals who aren't like all the rest; a loner 
easily attracts you. And, if he/she reads a lot and enjoys learning, 
he/she is especially perfect for you.


Your love attitude is confident, powerful and exciting. This number 
usually makes for a very conscientious student, someone who puts 
schoolwork ahead of a social life. However, you also enjoy being a 
leader among your classmates and will seek offices or other positions 
that enable you to use your leadership skills. Because of this, you can 
be somewhat intimidating to certain guys/gals. You can also be a little 
too intense, bossy and jealous for your own good. Your love match is 
definitely someone who is smart, handsome and popular. You like quality 
over quantity and will usually wait until the guy/gal with the best 
attributes comes along.


You have a sophisticated attitude that is also generous and 
considerate. Your responsible, charitable nature may find you attracting 
guys/gals who want someone to confide in or who makes them feel secure. 
At a very young age, you developed the type of personality that makes 
others feel safe and protected. You will carry these qualities into your 
adult years and, down the road, you'll be a good mom/dad because of 
them. On the negative side, you can be argumentative and overly 
emotional, and you usually possess a temper that can make everyone run 
for cover. You like the kind of guy/gal who is responsible and 
impeccably dressed and has gorgeous eyes and a great body. Charm, wit 
and (of course) brilliance could make him the perfect guy/gal for you.

Hope you enjoy this and please tell us what's your number at the comment below.


Sunday, February 22, 2009

Maalaala Mo Kaya...Berta

{(Another thing, although I don't expect too much from this award thing, this blog, THOUGHTSKOTO, was nominated as one of the candidates for the Filipino Blog of the Week at THE COMPOSED GENTLEMAN BLOG) If you are kind enough, please vote for this blog cause no one might...nyehaha. It will be embarrassing to receive none. :-)}

Dear Ate Charo,

 Thank you for considering this letter of mine. I'm writing about Ben.
 We're in our twenties and both work in Makati. In fact, we used to be
  officemates. I've known him for almost two years and all the time, I've
  been in-love with him, although we are just friends and he has a
  he intends to marry.
  Ate Charo, I can't help but fall in love with him. He's perfect! He's
  responsible, intelligent, resourceful, thoughtful, loving, sweet, caring,
  upright, kind, family-oriented, and a God-fearing individual. His good
  looks are just an added bonus. I can't believe such a man still exists
  today and I will forever be thankful for his friendship.

It is a pain to be so in-love with him because he and his girlfriend are
  perfect for each other and are so happy being together. I don't know if
  he's aware of my feelings for him, but winning his heart, I think, is out
  of the question. His girlfriend is too precious for him. Losing her
  truly hurt him, and I don't want to see him in pain. I know,
  however, that a part of me wishes he would reciprocate my love, but he's
  just too good for me. He deserves someone better, like the girl he has
  Knowing he's happy with her is enough consolation for me. I want his
  happiness even if it would mean my own despair. God knows how much I'm
  suffering. Writing this letter alone is already a torture. I've been
  trying very hard to forget him. I've done ways I know to free myself.
  Pero ang kulit talaga ng puso ko, ayaw sumunod. Ate Charo, I haven't seen
  or talked with him for a long time and I thought his absence would somehow
  cool down the feeling, but it hasn't. I don't want to miss him, but I do
  miss him terribly. How can I forget him?

Whenever I see a place, a thing, or a situation, my mind automatically
  associates it with him. His memories occupy most of my waking and
  hours. His face pops into my mind in the middle of my lunch, when I'm
  talking with my friends, cleaning my house, or just doing something which
  has nothing to remind me of him. Odd, but true. I'm not bitter, Ate. I
  don't blame myself, him, nor God for this situation. As a matter of fact,
  I'm thankful. Painfully odd as it is, this situation has made me the
  person I am now. But I can't help ask myself why should someone fall for
  another when they are not meant for each other? 
Why Ate Charo? 

You know Ate, whenever I pray, I always ask God to help me let go of this
  love. I just want to feel the same way he feels for me... as a friend
  nothing more. I know I can get through this because I believe that God
  wouldn't give me something He knows I couldn't handle. Someday I will be
  able to smile again without being hurt when I remember him. God has His
  reason for all of these and until I know the reasons, I want to hear words
  from you. Attached is my picture to show my sincerity and let you decide
  am really not meant for his love.
  Please Ate Charo, help me.

Berta Plak

This was emailed to me by a friend. This is just for fun, although the Thoughtskoto family doesn't subscribe to the idea of making fun with other looks or circumstances. 

(Another thing, although I don't expect too much from this award thing, this blog, THOUGHTSKOTO, was nominated as one of the candidates for the Filipino Blog of the Week at THE COMPOSED GENTLEMAN BLOG)

If you are kind enough, please vote for this blog cause no one might...nyehaha. It will be embarrassing to receive none. :-)


Thursday, February 19, 2009

Life Changing Moments

October 2001, nasa MRT ako, kagagaling ko lang sa pressure na trabaho, maraming phone calls, maraming projects, maraming worries. Galing ako ng North Edsa station papuntang Taft Pasay, and from there take the LRT to Pedro Gil para imemeet ang may-ari ng company namin na noon ay nakacheck in Midtown Hotel, near Robinson's Ermita.

Magulo ang isip ko, mainit pala, dati na magulo. hehe. Hawak hawak ko ang Philippine Daily Inquirer gawa ng pagsunod sa news about sa 9-11 na nangyari sa America. Nakaupo ako't nakapikit ang mata at nagrelax ng huminto ang train sa Boni station. Biglang napuno ang area kung saan ako nakaupo, may isang nanay at tatlong mga anak ages between 7, 5, 3 na pumasok at dahil likas na gentleman, sa dami ng mga gentle dog sa loob ng station na nakamake-up at nakapowder pa ang mga mukha at gagala sa greenbelt at ayala, ako'y tumayo at pinapaupo ang mag-ina. 

Ang mga bata ay makukulit, maiingay at sa sikip ng MRT ay nakuha pang maglaro, maghabulan, at magsisisigaw. Ang nakapgtataka ang ina ay tila walang pakialam. Di ba niya naririnig na ang mga bata ay maiingay? Di ba siya nahihiya sa inaasta ng kanyang mga anak? Nanay ko po, nakakabulahaw ang tili, iyakan at sigawan, at nakakawala sa matinong pag-iisip ang habulan, at muntik pa akong masundot ng lalaking panganay. Gusto kong pasimpleng pingutin or pinch sa kamay yung pangalawa na walang pakialam nakatayo ako sa tapat ng kanyang nanay habang sia ay punta dito't balik sa nanay niya ng walang pakialam. 

Di ako nakapagpigil, sinabihan ko ang nanay. 

"Ale, yung mga anak niyo po, ang iingay, nakakabulahaw po sa mga pasahero, pwede po bang patahimikin niyo?"

Parang walang narinig ang nanay, nakatingin sa malayo, at parang walang pakialam. Kaya inulit ko ng medyo malakas sa gitna ng maraming pasahero.

"Ah, Ate, yung mga anak niyo po, sobrang ingay at makulit, pwede po bang sawayin niyo?"

Sagot ng nanay na biglang gulat at napatingin saken, at dun ko lang napansin ang namumugto niyang mga mata.

"Ha? Mama, pagpasensiyahan niyo na po, kagagaling lang namin ng Polymedic Hospital, at kamamatay lang po ng kanilang ama. (Humahagulgol na ng iyak ang nanay, ako naman parang binuhusan ng nagyeyelong tubig) Di ko alam ang gagawin, at di ko alam paano ko sasabihin sa kanila"

Di ko alam ang nangyari saken during that time pero bigla akong nanlamig. Naawa sa nanay, nahiya sa aking sarili, at nakalearn ng isang napakahalagang lesson. 

Be sensitive towards others feelings.

Sometimes in our lives we are focused on what we want and what will comfort us, without regard or without thinking about others. Naiingayan ako, and Im sure yung ibang pasahero din pero ako lang naglaks ng loob magsabi dahil seguro ako lang ang hindi naging sensitive na ang nanay pala ay nagdadalamhati.


Bago ako bumaba ng Taft Avenue, nalaman ko na ang nanay ay taga Cavite, ang asawa ay nagkasakit ng cancer sa brain, at nagtratrabaho sa may Manggahan sa Gen Trias. 

Nag-abot ako ng isandaan bilang abuloy.


Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Wherever You Are

(The only memento I have of my beloved mother)
She was a graduate of a commerce degree from USA. No, not the US of A, but the University of San Agustin in Iloilo. He was a graduate of Mechanical Engineering in the same university. They met, they fall in love, they married, and they live least for a time.
She was at the prime of her life as a thriving and yes, versatile woman. But the failures on Dad's life, unemployment, vices and inability to accept the responsibility of rearing his sons plus the pressures of Mom's family eventually ends the relationship between them. We were left to her care. 
Four years had past, she was able to recover and being the beautiful woman she was, and seemingly successful in life, she was haunted by men and guys. She fall in love again, bore another son, and the father is nowhere to be found. Four years again, she thought she learned from many mistakes, she bore the heartaches and pains brought by the terrible afflictions she been through because she thought she was being punished. But she cannot wallow in self-pity, she doesn't want to be miserable forever. She deserved to be happy. She longed to love and be loved. She fall in love to another guy, had relationship, bore her first and only daughter.  But the guy went to Manila and never heard of him since then.
Ito pong mga the stories I heard from her and found out a few hours before she left us, 16 years ago. 
Those were the moments I heard the almost audible in ears na mga words I will never ever forget hearing from a dying mother.
"Please take care of your brothers and sister. Never leave them astray."
She was only 39 suffering from a breast cancer. 
I was 16 years old then. Too young to live a life on my own.
My siblings are 14, 10 and 6. Not knowing what was going on.
Those moments in the hospital while she was breathing with the help of oxygen and other apparatus, and while she was holding my hands firmly that I instill upon my young mind the promise to be a good husband to my wife and a good father to my kids.
I've seen hardships and tribulations in my life. 
I've heard many cries and wails out of pain and broken hearts.
I can't do nothing to alleviate or cease all of this but I can start with my own family.
And hope that legacy will live on with my posterity.
It's not easy, no one says it will be. 
But yes, we can.
Today Mom Beth turns 57 years old. 
Wherever you are, I have done my part. 
I live to the promise I gave you.
I haven't seen you come up to the stage for our medals, or walk with us on our marriages, or dine with us in restaurants, or hold your grandson and granddaughters, but wherever you are, I know you are watching and I know, I can feel it, you are happy.
You're the best mother in this world. You want the best for us. 
I always believe that a man can be seen as a caring and loving husband and father by the way he exemplify his love to his mother.
How can a man love a woman if he doesn't learn how to love his mother? There will be exception to this because there are mothers who used or being cruel to their sons or daughters, but generally speaking, any man who love and respect their mothers will simply mean mamahalin nila ang kanilang mga wife kagaya ng pagmamahal or higit pa sa pagmamahal sa magulang. Correct me if I am wrong pero yan po ang naiisip ko, and I've seen it sa ibang tao.


Saturday, February 14, 2009

February 14 Journal Entries Since 1994 to 2004

Below are some of the compilations and excerpts of my February 14 Journal entries since 1994. Please forgive my grammars, sipunin pa po ako nuon. hehe
I also would like to warn you, the entries are full of cheesy and corny stuffs, so I were you, don't read, just comment! haha!
February 14, 1994 (MTR)
I know it is a month of love; I am really in love. I wish we can talk but I just don’t have the courage to tell you how and what I feel. I thought I am a man, and wanted to act like a man. But I realize I am just a simple boy, this lanky short, skinny young man had nothing to offer the girl who has almost everything, beauty, brain, material things, family, and freedom to live itself. 
I have to live each day; sometimes bearing the pain of things by working with my hands just to survive .It is not a story to tell, but a reality that really happens. I do not have the power to change my life for a moment but I have the power to change the direction of the path I am traversing.
 I was not born in this fate, the fate to fail. 
I was born a winner, a special son of my Father in Heaven. 
This boy came here because my Father wanted me to grow strong, faithful, and true. 
He did not send me here destined to fall and wallow in self-pity and mediocrity. And though I don’t have a card cut into heart shape today, I have a heart that is alive, kind, and caring, something that cannot be seen everyday but can be felt. I hope you can feel that, my love.
February 14, 1996(MTR)
Everybody is busy; friends and pals greeted me happy Valentines Day. I just think of you today, and tonight when I arrived home from the on-the-job training, I wrote a loveletter to you. That’s what I do. Tonight, I wrote to you some questions that needed some answers. I ask if you love me, to please reply to this letter. Perhaps, you would learn to love me too someday, just give me this one more chance. (Everyday since I mailed that letter, I kept on dropping by the post office hoping to receive a reply from you. I waited in vain. Now, I decided to stop this craziness for you for the last time.)
February 14, 1998(MTR)
...I look at my hands, and think how many times that it touches your right hand? I think this is the only part that touches the two of us, whenever we met at the church and shook each other’s hand. But, somehow, there is a much deeper touch that you did to my heart even it was not touched by you - YOU TOUCHED MY VERY SOUL. I close my eyes. How many times did we talked and exchanged words to each other? Can only be counted by my fingers, right? But I think every time our eyes met, we spoke things that no one quite understood except you and me. I also have so much fear and disguise that time. I quickly surrender my eyes when we are staring at each other, afraid that you might see the secret I’ve been keeping for years, the love in my eyes. Can you not see it? Years had passed, many things happened. The hand that touches your right hand had been bruised and calloused as I worked to survive and live life with a little comfort. The magic of these small fingers in writing what I felt is amazing to me. The heart that was quickened by your memory sometimes feels pain, sadness, and joy but the love for you remain to be strong and true. These eyes, these eyes had seen the light and truth and sometimes will shed tears of sorrows and disappointments and joy and happiness, but it did not change its look to you…" Somehow, this is real love...
February 14, 1999
(This is the last poem and last communication sent to MTR while I am on my mission.)
Five years had passed, No one answered, Nobody knows, I kept it- though it hurts me.
I fooled myself.
LOVE-if it’s not you, then who?
We will meet again.

When? How?
I don’t know. I need to ask. I want to know. I’ll keep it, if it hurts me,
I’m not a fool.
LOVE - if it’s not me, then who?

We will meet again.
In HIS time.
Through HIS will.
I have no hope,
If it’s you,
If it be me,
HE knows it all.
He knows me.

I love you still, and will always will even until eternity.


February 14, 2000(F2R)
...I was wishing that someday, somehow, somewhere, I will smile to a girl and that would be the start of the love I am hoping for. I dream that someday, somehow, somewhere, I will sit beside a girl and that will be the start of the love I am dreaming of...They say that 'if you meet a girl in whose presence you feel a desire to achieve, who inspires you to do your best, and to make the most of yourself', you found Love. They say that 'if you meet someone who will hold you at your weakest, see you at your ugliest, and love you at your worst, then YOU FOUND LOVE'. Today, I found a girl turning to be a woman in the fold of God. Today I found love, real and true and lasting, YOU.

February 14, 2001 (F2R)
...I waited for you so long though I know that someday, you will come with your wonderful arrow. Whoever you are, I know you will. I just don't know when, where and what will be the circumstance. I never thought all I have to do is simply turn around and there you were, reaching your hand to hold me and fill my life with so much love and joy. So simple that when I look into your eyes, I know it is you I've been waiting for.
No sensational revelation. No fanfare. No dramatic lines.
Quietly, you just came and your hand fits mine and holds me along the way. 
(As I lead you along the way) Thank you for coming into my life.

February 14, 2002 (F2R)
Unexpectedly, you came into my life
The very first time I saw you, love was around
Captured my mind and my very heart
I longed to see you always and hold your dainty hands.
I closed my eyes before the night ends
Reminiscing the days, memory of your lovely face
The sweet smiles, the tantalizing eyes
It soothes the soul - gives meaning to my life!
Admittedly, this feeling will always be secretly keep
But throbbing in my heart, occupying my thoughts and dreams
Sometimes it is painful, sometimes difficult to explain
But it will remain with me, until the time to reveal.
Am I madly in love, lose my sanity or decent obsession?
Enchanted, potioned, blinded, or undying admiration
Call me everything, but girl you're all I wanted
The greatest gift I longed to receive.
When faith is all I have and hope is wavering,
The difference between us is like Heaven and Earth
Let the fate decide, let faith and miracle be made
And God be thanked for your wonders!

February 14, 2003 (F2R)
...You almost fill my thoughts all the time these past few months. I do not know what have I done to suffer this madness (and what's in you that I am crazy with) that is to think of you almost everyday of my life since I met you. I wonder who will be powerful enough to replace your memory in my heart and in my mind for truly, I am inspired. I wanted to forget you. I really tried. But almost every week when we meet and talk and exchange smiles, words and looks, I can help but love you more and wished I am a charming prince to capture your admiration. I look into your eyes, I think I saw a flickering hope that somehow you might like me too, but I don't want to assume…

February 14, 2004 (F2R)
...But for someone like me, those worries are under control, they will not blur my perspective in pursuing for a better life. I know it feels heavy, no, it is taking its toll, a little discouraging at times, a little scary but somehow, God and love gives me so much inspiration to carry on, to hold on, coupled with my faith that God is at the helm of all this things. I was watching Small Ville, the series I've been following through because I feel like the hero there, his love, and his life, in his secret, in his desire to live a normal and happy life. Everyday for me is like a TV series with all its challenges, its worries, and many complicated things. Like SMALLVILLE, I feel like Clark Kent, the boy-turn-into-superhero who always take people out of mess or protect them from dangers and harm. I may not be as hunk and handsome as Clark, I may not have superpowers like laser eyes, steel body, speed of light or the ability to fly. I may not have the capacity to safeguard people from harm but I always feel like him...I wanted to be true to you, to those who cared for me and most importantly, to myself. Just like Clark, 'WHATEVER THE FUTURE MAY HOLD, I'LL MAKE SURE TO HOLD ON TO WHAT IS RIGHT."

Hope you enjoyed this entry...bukas naman po ang sa pinakamamahal ko na si Mrs. Thoughtskoto, nakasaved pati text messages namin sa isa't each other. hehe. I will ask her consent na ipost iyun. Happy Valentines sa lahat ng mga minamahal namin and mga friends and Kablogs namin.


Thursday, February 12, 2009


I will be very busy attending to the upcoming parties being the activity chairman. Pero magiiwan po ako ng song. This two song is one of the many favorites of the Thoughtskoto Family. 
Hope everyone is upbeat and alive after February 14th.
They say its the day that cupid hits with his arrow, the heart of those who don't fall in love.
I don't know if there is really a cupid out there, but I know for sure there are people who need love and longing for somebody to love.
I wish I have the power to shower love to all, that this world we live in will have peace and joy abound. But no matter how much we try, when one-third of those among us are tempting the embodied spirits to forget L-O-V-E and instead cling to H-A-T-E
there will always bewar
there will always be crime
there will always be afflictions
there will always be greediness
there will always be death
but after all this toilings and hardships
as each of us listen to the heartbeat within us
a still small voice
like a music of the night
soft, soothing, peace, calming...
He is always there. 
No lossing of signal
No battery empty
No network jam
the only means of communication that man cannot invent or fathom.

The Thoughtskoto family prays for all, to all our friends and Kablogs and greets you all a 
Happy Valentines day!

Martina Mcbride
Martina McBride - My Valentine
Found at bee mp3 search engine

If there were no words 
No way to speak
I would still hear you

If there were no tears
No way to feel inside
I'd still feel for you

And even if the sun refuse to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
Until the end of time
You're all I need
My love, my valentine

All of my life
I have been waiting for
All you give to me
You've opened my eyes
And showed me how to love unselfishly

I've dreamed of this a thousand times before
In my dreams I couldnt love you more
I will give you my heart
Until the end of time
You're all I need
My love, my valentine

La da da
Da da da da

And even if the sun refuse to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
Until the end of time
Cuz all I need
Is you, my valentine

You're all I need
My love, my valentine 

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Jim Brickman
Jim Brickman - The Gift
Found at bee mp3 search engine
Winter snow is falling down
Children laughing all around
Lights are turning on
Like a fairy tale come true
Sitting by the fire we made
You're the answer when I prayed
I would find someone
And baby I found you

All I want is to hold you forever
All I need is you more every day
You saved my heart
From being broken apart
You gave your love away
And I'm thankful every day
For the gift

Watching as you softly sleep
What I'd give if I could keep
Just this moment
If only time stood still
But the colors fade away
And the years will make us grey
But baby in my eyes
You'll still be beautiful


(piano solo)

All I want is to hold you forever
All I need is you more every day
You saved my heart
From being broken apart
You gave your love away
I can't find the words to say
That I'm thankful everyday
For the gift 
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