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imperturbability - inner peace which doesn't leave when circumstances change. it's a peace which is greater than the problems of life, built on assurance that the tempest will finally pass, we will survive the storm, we may grow stronger because of it and in the meantime, we will not endure alone. imperturbability -- it's the result of a peace which passes understanding. for serenity is not freedom from the storm, but peace amid the storm. this is my goal - to be imperturbable.

here's a poem i took from a book -- a love story that never fails to make me cry everytime i read it -- not to say that it's plausible but hey i'm a sucker for happy endings. how can you put into words that don't sound trite how can you put into words at all when it's like some dark, hidden depth to your soul? then there's love -- sometimes that says hate too it says all right, if i'm not good enough for you i'll climb my horse be it ever so flimsy and pretend i was never, never possessed by this whimsy. but now i can say i loved you this day but i can't regret it nor ever forget it... i loved you is all i can say.

This is the day everything you've learned can be put to positive, productive use. This is the day when you can call upon the courage, the strength and the abilities with which you're blessed, and with them achieve great things. This is the day in which you can truly make things happen. Think for a moment about the power of that ability. You're not limited to painful regrets and empty wishes that this day could have been different, as you are with past days. You're not limited to hoping for what will happen, as you are with future days. Today is the day when you can make things happen, and that is rare and precious indeed. Of all the days in your life, this one that you're living right now gives you the power to truly make a difference. You can think, you can focus, you can make decisions, take action, offer your love and understanding, build, create, and move forward. You can do it all this very day. All that you've ever dreamed of, or hoped for, whatever you si

jun-jun and the boxers chronicles - Yes, you'll never hear the end of it! As told by: lady crying in pain When I was asked by my friend that I will join him to look for a stripper at Women's somewhere In Taft avenue (obviously I wasn’t aware that you can find one at that place) for my friend's bridal shower -- I was kind of hesitant, but I told myself that its going to be a different kind of experience… fun? Memorable or worst it made me realize how painful it was to see guys selling their own flesh for a little amount of money. It came to a point that I began crying out loud feeling so sorry for the guys we happened to talk and ask for their price for the so called "all the way" service. Famous line "MAGKANO KA BA?" I really couldn't take it that I began losing my control and started crying all the way going back and fort at Taft avenue pricing all the guys we've seen. On our way home one thing I realized I love my brother and all th

Into the Mind of Terror A sequel to (or maybe prequel -- heck who the bleep cares!) Jun Jun and the Boxers What drove this stripper to demand for extra money whose face became synonymous with evil? All the ladies were scared stiff when he came out from the lavatory and grabbed hold of that liquor bottle, with his attempt to bash my skull. With all this panic and dread, the ladies all wanted to know: who was Jun and why would anyone do such a thing? I took it upon myself to research and started digging for an answer – and ended up in his poorly maintained chamber. Jun had grown up in his father’s house in Kalookan City about 45 minutes away from the Philippine Women’s University where Jackie and I found him. Capitalising on local contacts as well as my best investigative instinct, I was able to get to Jun’s stepfather and then (taking the risk) to Jun himself – who from his death row cell, divulged what was going through his vicious mind that fateful night. Late afternoon of May 14, 20

jun-jun and the boxers chronicles - continued As told by: Dizondu (as in disundo ng Stripper) 1) What was the first thing you got hold of when the squabble between the Boxers (tayo yun mga guests) and Jun-jun started? And why? Answer: Top 3 stuff to save from Jun-jun A)Of course my office bag and, B) another bag which contains the props and prizes for the party (i.g. 1 kg of uncooked oats, 15 pieces of lollies and blindfold for the bride-to-be). C) I also got hold of Jackie's phone which was just beside my bag when the chaos started. 2) What did you do next when you saw Jun-jun grabbing the bottle? (Your story please, from the time you saw him with the bottle up to point you were home already) Answer: There are so many ways to tell the story. I might as well make mine something like this: Top 5 Reasons that made me Bote-phobic A) I was so wa-poise to the point of stepping over the bed just so I would not have to go around the tip of the bed which was quite near to where Jun-jun was

jun-jun and the boxers chronicles ok this is from the bride-to-be herself. When Jules told me about the shower party, of course..I was surprised and flattered. It was my second shower..the first one was quite different cause the guests were from my religious org. What we had was a paraliturgy shower :-). I already had a feeling that this shower would be very different and something I would remember. 1) What was the first thing you got hold of when the squabble between the Boxers (tayo yun mga guests) and Jun-jun started? I was holding my phone the whole time. I was thinking of grabbing my bag first but I was too scared to go near the cabinet fearing that Jun-jun might grab me and use me as a hostage 2) What did you do next when you saw Jun-jun grabbing the bottle? (Your story please, from the time you saw him with the bottle up to point you were home already) Fortunately, I was not there when he grabbed the bottle. I was the first one to leave the room. I wanted to go back and get my b

"what value do you have to impart to others? answer that question and it will lead you to wherever you want to go. who can you help? what can you do to make a difference?" says a gentleman named ralph marston. it's a question i ask myself constantly -- when i know the answer i'll let you know.

"people are like circles. you see this part of my circle, and you think what you see is me. part of it is, but that isn't all i am." ---===OOO===--- If you call me Mitzi then you are either family or close friends from work and school. If you call me Michelle then you are folks at hp and a few clients. If you call me Mitch then you are one of the divas and/or very likely called jhules eusebio, marilen dizon or mavic venezuela. If you call me Weirdo then you're my sister flosie or judy gray reyes. If you call me Ms. Michelle then you are most definitely mhela samson. If you call me Pao-pao then you're louella logan from SLC. If you call me Auntie Mitzi then you are one of my adorable nephews and nieces who never cease to amaze me -- what can I say my family is quite fecund. If you call me Michuchay or Michuchi then you are my manang pinky or mama guia. If you call me Mish or sister then you are gina tobias. If you call me Sis then you're one of my siblings -- s

jun-jun and the boxers a short story by moi! It was suppose to be a night of fun -- a bridal shower for a friend at work. the party began invariably enough with people coming in late. The venue was this quaint inn which was perfect as it was nearby and which, more importantly, fit our budget. Everyone (except for the bride-to-be of course) was involved in the planning and execution, so to speak, of what purportedly was going to be THE best bridal shower ever! we had the food and drinks covered, games, sexy/kinky gifts and for the piece de resistance -- a male stripper. The stripper arrived a few minutes late but no prob -- it was a go! He went into the shower and did his thing and came out to a roomful of expectant albeit somewhat apprehensive bevy of girls. He went jiggy to 3 songs and was done in 15 minutes or less. The party was about to swing into a high note when the a-hole of a stripper demanded more money than what was agreed. At first they tried to reason with the guy but was a

when asked to describe herself my friend answered via this quote. "You are not here merely to make a living. You are here to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision & with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world. You impoverish yourself if you forgot this errand." --- by Woodrow Wilson i hope someday i get to do something worthwhile for the world.

this is my favorite passage from kahlil gibran. "you may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. you may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit not even in your dreams. you may strive to be like them but seek not to make them like you, for life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. you are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth." i think it'll be a better world we live in if every parent out there will take this to heart.

i got this from a magazine article which i read when i was in college -- years and years ago. i took note of it because i was angry then (not that i'm no longer angry now). it still represents the way i feel about certain things in my life. "this is ___________ of ____________, and i resent you saying that everything is going to be ok! you don't know anything about my life! you don't know what i've been through in the last month! i really resent it! i'm tired of you people trying to tell me things that you don't have any idea about! i resent it!!!" i took it in the context of my teachers dictating how i should act or feel about certain matters. i went to a catholic school which was repressive to say the least. most of the teachers had antiquated notions about life in general.