to a cofee-holic, like me.

The Salty Coffee

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so ordinary, nobody paid attention to him.
At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."
Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."
Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.
She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?"
He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the see, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. 

Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."
While saying that, tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.

A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.
That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful.
He was such a good person but she almost lost him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life...
And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I'm afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life. Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."Her tears made the letter totally wet.

Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?"
She replied, "It's sweet."

dreaming!

My birthday is coming up… about… 70 days left to go! Hehehe… so I made my birthday wish list:

wish list:

a. ipod 60mb, pink! (gosh! When am I going to get mine?!)

b. mazda 3 or Honda CRV (hahaha! With driving lessons pls!)

c. laptop! IBM complete with cd-writer and all (um, actually I consider this as a necessity)

d. no grade lower than 3.0 (haha! Dream on!)

e. UAAP champion title, especially men’s basketball. (pls!!!)

f. more french classes! ( I need a nearer school!)

g. spa treatment! Over-all! As in! (oh my! I’m cravin’!)

h. time out with friends! (movies and all!)

i. LOVE LIFE! Hahaha! (I’m always in love… but I hope he’s really the one, this time!)

thoughts and feelings

Why does it hurt so much when you face failure ? 

Why is rejection so painful ? 

Why do you think so much before admitting you are wrong ? 

The answer to all these problems lie in our attachment to objects. It is because we identify ourselves with these objects or ideas. Pain is caused when we lose these objects or have to let go these ideas. As a student you may not come to terms with doing bad in the exam or worse yet with failing the exams because you identify yourself as a good student or you identify yourself with a good result. 

Doing bad or failing in the exams results in the loss of this familiar self identity. Loss of identity or loss of concept of the self is naturally painful. Rejection in love is also very painful. So I have learnt. This I think is because the person in love identifies himself with the concept of the couple, with the concept of falling in love. 

Rejection leads to loss of this identity thus leading to pain. Admitting that you are wrong is painful for a similar reason( more so for the male species. Trust me on this one.) We have too much at stake or so we believe when we lose our righteousness. Along with this we lose our self image. We lose along with it , some respect from others.

Thus all forms of pain and melancholy results from losing something we possess, or identify ourselves with. The solution to the problem or liberation from pain lies in not attaching ourselves with objects and concepts. This is the principle of detachment or dispassion.The practice of detachment is extremely simple if you realize one idea. 

The idea can be put in a single sentence. It is "You have a mind and body". Yes, you have a mind and body. If you still have not got the significance of this simple sentence, let me eloberate it for you. What I mean by the sentence is that You, the possessor , have the possession of the entities called the mind and the body. You, the possessor are not the mind and the body, the mind and the body are possessed by you. 

The relation between you and your mind is that of a rider and a horse, between a master and a slave. You cannot possibly control the mind unless you realize that you are distinct and separate from it. What I suggest is not that you are the spirit, the Atman, or Brahma or any such thing. What I suggest is that you, your identity is and should be highest function of the brain. Your identity should be the highest function and should operate at a level above all else.

You are separate from your body and your mind. Most importantly you are in control of your mind and body. Initially like a wild horse you mind will resist control, but if you persevere( I am still trying) , the mind like the horse calms down having found its true master.As you are reading this sentence I want you to observe yourself reading this sentence. I want you to continue this effort for a while. I want you to observe yourself trying to think as you are reading this paragraph. If you are successful in this effort, then I must have convinced you that you are distinct from your mind. You are the observer and the mind is the observed.

fascinating article... i read from the internet...

OMG!!!

i soo miss my friends!!!
shocks! never thought life would be this unexpected...
as in!

hay...

i hope i can keep my sanity.

jacq...joseph yeo... and muah!

picture taken before their practice, last
july 8! in case you didn't notice...
his arms were on our shoulders!
that's how tall he is... haha!

p.s. cardona was also around...
(i'll just have to upload that next time!)

GO LA SALLE!!!

LA SALLE!

PUMP UP THE ANIMO!!!

i bleed green.

love ko lasalle.

lasallian.

id rather be green.

proud to be.

words you would commonly see around la salle. not a day would pass that you won't see two or three persons wearing shirts with such inscriptions. I wonder is it because they don't have any shirts left, maybe they have worn everything in their closet, almost twice or they didn't have time to do the laundry, but for whatsoever reason, i am happy to say, that when you are in la salle, there's no reason not to be proud of it! so keep it up! my co-lasallistas!

ANIMO!

where is the LOVE?!

funny. but its true. its the only question that should be

thought of right now. WHERE IS IT?!

[to my fellow PINOY: where are we going?!]

What's wrong with the world mama?

People living like aint got no mamas

I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama

Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma

Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism

But we still got terrorists here livin

In the USA the big CIA

the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK

But if you only have love for your own race

Then you only leave space to discriminate

And to discriminate only generates hate

And if you hatin you're bound to get irate

Yeah madness is what you demonstrate

And that's exactly how anger works and operates

You gotta have love just to set it straight

Take control of your mind and meditate

Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all

People killing people dying

Children hurtin you hear them crying

Can you practice what you preach

Would you turn the other cheek?

Father Father Father help us

Send some guidance from above

Cause people got me got me questioning

Where is the love?

It just ain't the same all ways have changed

New days are strange is the world the insane?

If love and peace so strong

Why are there pieces of love that don't belong

Nations dropping bombs

Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones

With ongoing suffering

As the youth die young

So ask yourself is the loving really strong?

So I can ask myself really what is going wrong

With this world that we living in

People keep on giving in

Makin wrong decisions

Only visions of them livin and

Not respecting each other

Deny thy brother

The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover

The truth is kept secret

Swept under the rug

If you never know truth

Then you never know love

Where's the love y'all?(I don't know)

Where's the truth y'all?(I don't know)

Where's the love y'all?

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder

As I'm getting older y'all people get colder

Most of us only care about money makin

Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction

Wrong information always shown by the media

Negative images is the main criteria

Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria

Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema

Whatever happened to the values of humanity

Whatever happened to the fairness and equality

Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity

Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down

It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under

I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found.