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I had to pleasure of reviewing what I've written over a month ago at a forum I belonged to. It's really odd to find out that you do have a writer's ability - you just haven't noticed it yet. Here's my take on the topic - Have you ever given up on love Humanity's weakness is not knowing what would happen next. Nobody could really tell if you're wrong for each other or if you've found the 'right' one for you. I could remember way back in high school, we were said to the be 'good friends' so we tried to break-up our dear friend with her boyfriend because he was 'bad company', years after - they're still together and finally getting married. So, were we wrong for trying to break them up? Similarly, there also came a point in my life where my mom and I tried to keep the relationship of one of my brothers together. Advised him to not leaving her, her to being more patient, etc. They ended up marrying other people. So, was it our fa...

Most of us are faced with the decision on whether to rent a house is better than buying one. Aside from pricing and affordability as a factor to help make us decide, there are different factors too that we should think about. 1. Environment - Remember that the city home may be quiet expensive as compared to the suburbs. The suburbs would give you a lot of fresh air as compared to the city but travel time would be costlier if you live farther from your work. So, which of environment do you best fit in? Do you like the noisy and upbeat feeling of busy streets and people rushing? or do you like the slow-paced life of the suburbs?If you can afford only those properties in environments that do not fit your preferences, you need to think about whether you are willing to forgo these preferences for the sake of owning a place. 2. Amenities versus Customization - There are those who's like to start from scratch with regards their home. They like decorating, they like buying stuff. On the ot...

I know it's pretty much taboo to discuss about one's age, but I am worried. Honestly, for the first time in my life, I have realized that I'm no longer 16. I was reminded when I found a wrinkle near my left-eye, it isn't that obvious yet, but it's well there. Now, a few days to go and it'll be official. With all the stories of family, weddings, and special dates (not to mention worrying for a friend), I am worried for myself. Worried that I may never get to do something worth a big WOW. Worrying that I'll forever be the hopeless romantic who even cries for the movie The Princess and the Frog. Sheez, tell me about it. I thought I'm done with the drama, but the Disney Fairy Tales prove it's still there. Haha! Anyhow, I know I will get through this in one piece. I just really hope I won't be able to show my disappointment when he forgets.

Type "Best Blogs" on your browser search engine and it would open your mind in the world of pure fascination of how people in the internet could write. I have spent my 30minutes today just reading through blogs of ordinary people and day-to-day living but am not bored to reading them. It's amazing how they could convert their routine to something appealing to a reader. Writing has always been my frustration since I cannot find the mood to write and neither do I think that I'm good at it. I envy those who could just type their thoughts away and with all the jibberish comes out a masterpiece. I have always wanted to be that type of a person - a worthwhile writer. But I guess I need more inspiration and originality to do so. Therefore, after all the drama this blog has been leading it's past few years, I am ready to practice this writing through this one. I don't care if there isn't a single soul reading through this piece of crap, but I promise I'd...

I was reading through my other discussions in another site and have read a very interesting response to one of the people who joined in the discussion. He/she was referring to the reasons why men cheat (or try to cheat) which included the constant paranoia of a wife, her unwilling nights and all her other 'failures' which has caused his man to venture out. The respond reminded me of what a woman I have talked with (of whom the husband was caught cheating). She explained to me that men will never be men, for they will remain as boys. Should a man make his mistress a wife, he would find himself into the same situation he was with his original wife - the same uncaring, paranoid, unwilling, impatient woman. Mistresses are often interesting, sweet, sexy, appealing and all the positive words any man could sexually conger up. They are so due to the main fact that they have nothing else to worry about apart from being the boy's toy, and could afford to pamper herself up the who...

I'm happy today because I realized my craving to make something that my granny used to make us when we were still young, it's called 'Champorado' in my native tongue, but it's called 'chocolate porridge' in most nationalities. It's like a porridge but with cocoa tablets called 'tabliya' (boiled cocoa seeds, ground and shaped into tablets - circular 1cm thick-coin like shapes - shown in the photo below). My grandmother used to make that every Sunday. We pour condensed milk in it and enjoy its chocolaty flavor. Sometimes she boils the tabliya into hot choco which no instand choco drink could ever compete with. Though a note of warning because of its high cholesterol content. Well, I have been keen to cook one someday and I'm glad we had made it for snacks this afternoon. So what dishes, sweets, or cooking do you miss as a child? The ones your grandmother, mother or some relative used to make? Do you ever get to cook or it eat again? A Tabliya ...

This morning, I found myself feeling all better, it's bearable but not yet fully recovered. The day almost lasted with me not getting in touch with the emotional layd ee. But I guess the provera I took (for the 3rd time now) has proven to be more effective and stronger than my will power. By night time, tired of the day's activities, I found myself in tears! Again! It's tough really to realize that things would never be as they were before, it's tougher knowing that regardless how people try to motivate you, they will always be mere spectators (mostly uninterested ones) to your life's drama. It's tougher still when your eyes are open to the reality that he has moved on. Tsk tsk... drama gyud diay ni na topic hehe.. People have mostly applauded my strict discipline, most even say I'm tough at all costs, never to be moved by emotion. I don't cry in public, I don't even cry at funerals! But I've come to admit that indeed in every man/woman ther...