Yhenny is back!

I never thought that i will be able to write here once again after more than a year of absence. I just hope that I can still pull sentences in my mind to form phrases. haha .... Is my drive in writing back?? I think so... Welcome to the blogging world yhenny! ^_^

Losing the "romance"

This was emailed to me by a friend...
Touchy story that will melt your heart.

Here it goes...

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady
nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have
to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him
before, Has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a
relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite,
his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments
into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally
decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

"Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired, there are no reasons for
everything in the world!" I answered. He kept silent the whole night,
seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.
My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't
even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally
he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?" Somebody said it
right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have
started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : "Here is the
question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind,
Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, a
nd we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for
me?"

He said :" I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just
sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper
with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table
near the front door, that goes....

My dear,

"I would not pick that flower for you, but please
allow me to explain the reasons further.."

This first line was already breaking my heart. I
continued reading.

"When you use the computer you always mess up the
Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen,
I have to saved my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.


You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have
to save my legs to rush home to open the door for
you.

You love traveling but always lose your way in a
new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.

You always have the cramps whenever your "good
friend" approaches every month, I have to save my palms so
that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will
be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my
mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your
boredom.

You always stare at the computer, and that will do
nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes
so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your
nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So
I can also hold your hand while strolling down the
beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful
sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just
like the color of the glow on your young face...

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is
someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick
that flower yet, and die.. "

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his
handwriting... and as I conntinue on reading...

"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you
are satisfied, please open the front door for I am
standing outside bringing your favorite bread and
fresh milk...

I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching
tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now I am very
sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided
to leave the flower alone...

That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of
excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies
in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has
never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form...
flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the
relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's
our life... Love, not words win arguments...

Presents for CHRISTMAS..

Holiday season is fast approaching. As early as now, almost all are busy going to malls and shop for presents for their loved ones while some are just enjoying their window shopping, eyeing for prospected gifts. I myself have observed number of shoppers in the mall. When I went to megamall last sunday, I've felt the excitement of every person in the mall. Some did go for signatured items while some settled their attention to typical stuffs that could fit in to their budget. (I was one of them... lol!) Though our economy is not doing that well, it doesn't show much when you go out . You'll absolutely see people with many shopping bags. See, how spendthrifts Filipinos are! hehehe...

As of this very moment, i can't help but to think of what the best gifts will be, which i could give to my loved ones. I have already bought papa a cp early this December and with great excitement, i already handed it out to him, but I cannot evade giving him a present for christmas. See how generous i am?!! :D Would that be alright if i'll give him rubber shoes?? hmmm... think think think.. How about bag for my step mom,.. sporty shirt for my brother? Blouse for my eldest sister,... pants for my other sister... jacket for the youngest... and toys, toys, more toys and educational stuffs for my beloved nephew...!!!?? How about for my partner!! ?? Do i have to stick with the usual thing that i give him.. the undying SHIRT... Name a brand, and he'll surely have it.... hehehe... CAn someone help me though to decide on this one??? And for my "inaanaks" and my best buds,.. you're next on the list... chillax... LOL!

What's new?

Hi everyone… Whew! Its been a long time since my last post. Well, I have been very busy for almost two months thinking about my studies, my career, my life as a whole. Hehehe Its really hard to make a decision … really! But then, here I am in Metro Manila. I am not actually sure what awaits for me here. What I know is that I’m gonna be working next week… Wish me luck guys! By the way... today is my Birthday... For those who have greeted, thanks a lot. And for those who have forgotten my special day... nothin... hehehe ....

For you PAPA...

In my 22 years and 10 months of existence, I have in my life time, met and known many fine fathers. I have read about many great men… Yet, I can say at this very moment, I’m so glad and thankful that you are my father.

There are actually several reasons how grateful I am to be your daughter. First, you’ve made my years of childhood period delightful and quite funny to cherish in my memory. It is you who accompanied me to school the very first day I enter my nursery class and fetch me after school while mama is busy with kuya and ates’ …. Hehe… I can still remember when I was about 6 yrs old, it was the first time you beat me with soft broom.. (ooouuuucch!) hahaha… And since mama died, you’ve never neglected to attend school meetings… and other school activities that requires your presence. Even if it is sometimes quite “dyahe” on your part, but still you’re present. And though I have failed to be an honor student unlike when mama was still alive (coz I became lazy studying my lessons), but then I’ve never heard anything from you… you’ve continuously supported me and my siblings…. From my elementary years till I’ve earned my Bachelor’s Degree, I’m so proud walking with you on stage (dawa naga eksena c tita kc gusto nya cya ang ksama ko… hehehe)…. Second, though I’m a stubborn daughter most of the time, your treatment with me never changed over time. After your long “sermon”… you’re acting as if I never did something wrong. Third is that you’ve thought me the meaning of humility and respect. Fourth… though we are not that financially able, you’ve never failed to provide us with everything we need. You were able to send us all to school. And lastly, you’ve made me and my siblings’ conscious about the reality of God…

For all things you've lead me through and taught me

And for promising me that you will never leave me

Through and through you've shown me the ropes

Helping me in anything and everything I face

Everyday you're there for me by simply calling your name

Rarely do I get to thank you enough. So on this special day, I do exactly that.


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Happy father’s day to you papa … We love you!

nothin ...

Whhhaaaaaa…….. I feel so stupid, fool, dumb, slow, brainless, dull, foolish, idiot, dim-witted, moron!!! How many times do I need to be corrected? Am I just being careless with the usage of words or really no logic at all??!!!? Wake up yhen… wake up wake up! Do I have to hit my head so hard on the wall just to be awakened?? Haiz… Fatalar akez… I love criticisms… I know it will do well for me. But I hate myself for being so dumb…. Sorry … sorry… sorry… this is the word I use to say. I am so sorry for myself! Hope that I can do good next time. I must do good! And I will do good!

the PUZZLED_ME

Have you ever been disappointed with how you live your life at this very moment? Or have you ever compromised your work or studies in order to pursue your personal goal and fail in the end? Well, these are just but some of the so-called complexities in life.

Though there are no really complexities in life for this only resides in our mind, it is sometimes very difficult to understand. There are unwanted things that happen on which we feel so worried about and felt like it is very difficult to deal with and think that it is a great suffering. Landing on a decision is very difficult for there are lots of things to be considered. We tend to weigh things all together that makes us even more confused. Haiz… I am deeply challenged with the decision I have to make this time… I just hope that whatever decision I make, it will turn out well. And if complexities come, I can just rub ‘em off my shoulders easily!... hehe (thinking positively!)