the first Christmas joke
Congratulations! You may now claim your blah blah blah yaddah yaddah by clicking this link below. The first on the list in my inbox. The first joke I received this month. Oh, how I wish it's true, luckily, it's not.
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Last night before I sleep, I uttered five things in my mind for the wishmaster. My never ending wishlist since I got the power to understand all the things around me. I always wish these things everyday when I wake up, before I sleep, when I'm sad, When I'm happy. It never changed.
1. I wish I have a new job. [it's not that I'm tired of my work. and yeah I wish that when I was younger.]
2. I wish strength for my family.
3. I wish that someone would help me figure out what I can't.
4. I wish for long life. [I really want to see what my own family could be.]
5. I wish to see my father personally.
I really don't ask for material things, I know I have to earn it. Wishmaster granted no. 2, 3, and 4 always when I ask for it. As for granting no. 1, maybe wishmaster's still happy in my field. And for no. 5, I wonder how long wishmaster wants me to wish it. It's been 22 years now, All I know is his name and he's four years older than my mom.
Honestly speaking, I'm still struggling in the quest for finding my father. I've already asked help from a lot of people, still I couldn't find him. I just want to see him in person, in my real life. It's OK if he will not acknowledge me as his daughter. I just want to see if we really look alike, if I have his eyes, If I have his lips, If I have everything that would make my mom cry when I'm furious because she tells me that I'm all of my father when I do that. Before when I was younger, I used to blame my grandparents and my mom. I blamed them for all of the reasons why I didn't know my father. Why they resist to answer my questions. Why nobody would tell me anything about him. It stopped when lightning hit me six years ago. err, not literally. It just made my mind clear. I will never ever forget the first person [which I was not related to] I told my problem about my dad. She's my psychologist until now. We seldom talk but when I call her, she knows I have something to clear inside of me.
By then, I learned to open my mind more. Not all things focuses on you and you alone. There are other people who has much worse things to deal in life. Mine is just one of the tiniest spins. There are some things that's unexplainable. Even if you insist on finding answers, you still won't get anything. My father left us for a reason, I just don't know what it is. If he has a family now, I want him to be happy in life. If he's dead, I want him to be at peace. Sometimes, I forget all the things about my father. The need of wanting to see him, to know him, everything. Maybe there are things which is really not meant to happen, I accept that. I really just don't know why every time Christmas is near, I think of him and the thought that wishmaster granting my no. 5 would be one of the greatest gifts I would receive. Still, I have to wait and hope and believe.
Birth is a beginning,
Death is a destination,
And life is a journey.
From innocence to awareness;
and ignorance to knowing;
From weakness to strength, or
From strength to weakness.
From offense to forgiveness;
From loneliness to love;
From pain to compassion;
From grief to understanding;
And from fear to faith.
Step by step,
A sacred pilgrimage.
Birth is a beginning,
Death a destination,
And life is a journey;
A sacred journey to life everlasting.
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ada: hija, diba you drool over fanta before?
jem_pots: yep. you're going to send me one?
ada: look here first, then tell me if you still want one.
after watching the video..
jem_pots: [super hard laugh] gaga! what made you think fanta would come out of a Japanese guy's nose?
ada: don't you like it? ponsi flavor. new taste. new look. hahahaha!
jem_pots: you go ask first, after ako.
ada: kumakain ka nga ng ice cream na may catsup at gravy eh fanta pa kayang galing sa haching di mo iinumin?
Ada made me laugh my heart out today. And for sure she knows one of my secrets.
December 15, 2006
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