Mind Over Emotions

You should not swallow a gum. It’s indigestible. It will stay long in your stomach.

Everyone had surely heard about this fair-seeming claim about chewing gum. That’s exactly what my parents told me when I was a kid. Since then, I kept that fallacy in mind. Every time, I chew a gum, I am very careful not to swallow it though I was not so sure what would really happen to me if I did.

Now, that “swallowed gum” thingy seems to be just like an old wives’ tale to me.

There’s nothing to support that rumor. No matter how sticky chewing gum might appear, once it’s sent down the digestive system, it would surely be eliminated as human waste in the same way as other swallowed matter. Although gum resists the body’s efforts to break it down, it does not linger in the stomach. Chewing gum is quickly worked into an unchanging mass in the mouth that, unlike other food stuffs, barely gets smaller no matter how hard or how long we chew it. Its resistance to being broken down by the teeth works to support the ideal notion that it has special properties which allows it to lurk in the digestive system.

And it’s not food. About 15% to 30% of it is gum base, a natural or synthetic indigestible rubbery substance that makes the treat resilient to hours of jawing. Vegetable-oil derivatives can be added to keep gum soft. Glycerin maintains moistness. Sorbitol and mannitol add sweetness to sugarless gums and mannitol is often used to dust the gum, along with starch. Artificial and natural flavorings, colorings, preservatives, sugar, saccharin or corn syrup can also be added.

 

Decode - Paramore Music Code

 

How can I decide what’s right
When you’re clouding up my mind?
I can’t win your losing fight
All the time.

Not gonna ever own what’s mine
When you’re always taking sides?
But you won’t take away my pride.
No, not this time.
Not this time.

How did we get here?
.When I used to know you so well.
But how did we get here?
Well, I think I know.

The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it’s hanging on your tongue.
Just boiling in my blood.
But you think that I can’t see
What kind of man that you are,
If you’re a man at all.
Well, I will figure this one out
On my own.
(I’m screaming, “I love you so.”)
On my own.
(My thoughts you can’t decode)

How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well, yeah.
But how did we get here?
Well, I think I know.

Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
Of ourselves.
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
Of ourselves.

Yeah.Yeah.

How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well, yeah, yeah.
How did we get here?
Well, I used to know you so well.
I think I know.
I think I know.

There is something I see in you.
It might kill me.
I want it to be true.

J: Naa gud ko’y load! Ngano gi-loadan ko nmo?

R: Aw. Abi nako wala. Di man gud ka nagareply.

J: imong uyab diay imo i-text

R: Nge! Naunsa napud ka?

R: Tukar napud ning bayhana ni ay.

J: Sus! Yaw na! Gi-text-an na nako ang babae oi. Niamin na siya na uyab mo.

(that was the trick! Of course, I did not text her)

R: Ows?

R: Kung tinuod naa ko’y uyab, unsa man daw pangalan be?

J: Sus! Xyllene Kaye. Xyka.

R: Aws.

R: Di man to serious oy

R: Bulagan naman gain nako to kay nagtell man ko niya na naa ko uyab. Di man siya     mosugot.

R: Woi

R: Sorry na buh

R: Please

R: Sorry na. Bulag naman mi

Blah blah blah. More text from him. More “sorry”. For a while I forgot how pissed I was. I was laughing. Naisahan pa diay. Really. I did not expect he’d bite that simple trick.

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Oops! Oh oh! I forgot what happened after that.

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My first thought when I wake up the next morning was about him… or should I say…them. Then realization had struck me… tsk! Good feelings’ gone. Him with another girl… Him with another girl… Him with another girl. It felt like my heart was going to swell up and burst through my chest.

That was the time I started hating him.

I wanted to get even but I didn’t know how… or maybe I just knew that seeking revenge will not do any good after all.

I just… I just want him out of my life but I was thinking of the baby which I have to bear sooner. Should I deprive him the right of having father?

I told my mom about it, hoping she had a better idea but to my dismay, she said, “Sagdii lang na siya. Importante nay mailhan papa ang bata. Di man pwede dli nmo siya paadtuon diri kay naa man siya’y katungod og responsibilidad sa bata. Ayaw na hunahunaa na kamo pa gihapon. Isipa nalang na naga istoryahanay mo tungod lang sa bata”.

Waa. If I was given the chance to decide, I will not let him see the baby. He doesn’t deserve to become the father of my child. He is immature, selfish, insensitive, mababaw.

Mura siya’g dili lalaki, as described by Angelo.

Hopeless.Helpless. I felt betrayed. I want to cry but too proud to do it. I kept on pretending that I was fine in front of my friends. I don’t want them to think that I was such a loser but truly I was. I got pregnant. I had to stop my studies for one year. Many do’s and don’ts to follow. I was not anymore allowed to go on “gimiks” and stuffs like that. My teenage life had ended too soon.

While him? Nah!

He kept on visiting me. I can’t believe he still had the nerve to show his face to me. Unsay drama? (I think I forgot to mention that I broke up with him). He even told my friend Jane that I was ignoring him when he’s around. He does the talking. Always! Starts the conversation but gets no any answer or reaction from me. And every now and then I kept on asking him, “di paka mouli?! Katulugon nagud ko!”  I think my friend find me rude for that. It was true, though. But how did he expect me to react? Welcome him with a big smile, open arms, and warm embrace? Lols.

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I remember there was a time I was alone in the house. I was bored to death and I suddenly thought that maybe that time, he was having a good time with that girl. Stroll the mall, eat lunch together, watch movie … err! Stuffs we used to do before. The thought of it made me jealous, angry. I felt like crying again. I don’t want to think about it but stupid as I was, I kept thinking bout it. I was not so myself when I decided to go to my room. I slammed the door and —- BLAG!

I don’t know how it happened. All I knew is that I fell on the stairs down to my room! I studied myself. Checking if there was a part of me that was aching.  I checked my legs. Trying to see if there was blood running down on it (as what we always see in movies). Thank God there wasn’t any blood. The baby’s safe. But I could hear my heart beats so loud. I felt I was going to pass out. But then I realized there was no one in the house. Who would rescue me? So I tried to relax. Finally I felt my heart beat back to normal.

I blamed him for that incident.  I almost lost Tristan.

 

 

 

to be cont…

If sincerity is about trust, then why do others cheat?

If loyalty is product of honesty, then why do others lie?
If sacrifice leads to suffering, then why others still choose to do it?

If saying “I love you” is romantic, then why do others silently cry?

If kisses can ease the pain, then why do others commit suicide?

If smiles are so sweet, then why are bitter tears falling?
If true love can build up a relationship, then why can’t it answer all “Whys”?

 

Pity are those who can’t express their love to someone

Pity are those who are trying to avoid loneliness but instead getting into a worst end

Pity are those faces that are true only when you are facing them

Pity are those who are riding their fame, but beneath them are people hurting

Pity on people using others to move on

Pity that person being used for he does not know

Pity those hearts full of hatred and frustrations

Pity those mouths full of gossips, creating misunderstandings and uncertainties

Pity those minds thinking it knew all things, when in fact it knows nothing

Pity on them where all of these reflects

 

-Jaytee Dhey

 

Rat urine is poisonous to humans. This statement is not entirely true, not entirely false either.

Are you one of those people to have read in their email few years ago, stating that certain people have fallen ill and eventually died just days after coming into contact with contaminated soda cans? The cans were claimed to be smeared with dried rat urine.

Did you know that the verity of these stories was being questioned? Why? How come that the victims’ names were left unmentioned? Those incidents were not even found in the news. Commonly, if a person dies of mysterious or intriguing causes then you can expect a media raving soon enough. That’s not to say though that rat urine stories haven’t been in the news after all.

Urine or any other kind of waste discharge from a healthy rat isn’t potentially deadly to humans. From a sick rat, however, it’s a whole different thing.

Leptospirosis, also known as Weil’s disease, is a hidden destructive illness brought by bacteria found in sick rat’s waste as well as on frog, rabbit, and snake’s waste. It can be acquired by ingesting, swimming, or splashing in contaminated water. That is why you should never play in the rain where the streets are flooded, especially in areas where parasite infestations are high. More prone to this disease are those with open cuts and wounds.

 

It is therefore, advisable to wash or wipe soda cans (so as glass, plates, and other utensils) before using them. It’s not just rat urine that causes danger to us but also from other disease-carrying species, including humans came into contact with it long before you did.

 

Source: http://www.snopes.com/toxins/raturine.htm

2009!

Almost 2 years!

Still it haunts every now and then…

Can’t seem to forget.

June 12, 2007. It was my 17^th birthday when I first knew that he had courted another girl. Wow! Timing jud sa ako birthday?! I was scanning his phone and there I have read everything. I didn’t know how to react since we were in an internet café that time. I tried to focus on playing Audition but I just couldn’t so I stopped and sat beside him and watched him play Ragnarok. He notice my silence and asked, “nihilom lage ka?”  I answered, “Wala”. My eyes were on the monitor but I wasn’t really looking at it. I suddenly felt the tension between us and I was very sure he felt that too. I knew he had already had an idea that I have read those stuffs in his inbox. Duh! Nganong wa gi-delete! After a few minutes, he decided to quit playing RO and suggested that we should go back home. I said ok and walked ahead of him. My relatives we’re all there and I was quite sure that if we enter the house, we will be the center of everyone’s attention. Why not! It was my birthday and they just knew that I was pregnant so I’m sure they would ask lots of questions. After what I’ve discovered, sure I’m not in the mood to entertain anyone. So we just stayed outside instead. Again he asked me, “Hilum lage ka? Wla ko naanad”. I felt that he was guilty. And I was bothered. I wanted to ask him but I was scared. Scared of what he might going to tell me. Too scared to hear right from him that yes! He was really playing behind my back. *sigh* I was never really good at confrontations. And coward as I was, I said, “wala oi. Gikapoi lng ko”. It didn’t took long when he said he had to go because his kuya was looking for him. He even invited me to go with him. I wanted to. I always wanted to be near him but then that time I realized I needed to be alone(yeah! That’s what I always do if something’s bothering me seriously. I want to think about it over and over before I’ll share it to others or keep it to myself). So I told him, “dli lng ko. Matulog nako karon”. So there! He said goodbye to my parents, gave me a goodbye kiss then he rode on a taxi. That was it! He’s gone. No confrontation happened. I immediately went inside the house and as expected, all eyes were on me. “ Uy, ang birthday girl, asa man ni gikan?” , “happy birthday Lai” , “musta man ang butod?” , “unsa gnalihian nmo lai?”, blah blah blah.  I answered some of their questions then I excused myself. I told them I was very tired. After I kissed my elders, I hurriedly went to my little room. At last! I lie on my bed, close my eyes, and tried to figure out what was happening. How I wish it wasn’t true. But I couldn’t be wrong. I’d seen it with my own eyes. Who is she? Where did he pick that bitch? There were lots of messages from his other girl but I could only remember one text, “ Ngano gipanguyaban man ko nimo?”. It only meant one thing. He’s courting her or worst, she had already said yes to him!

Pathetic! It was my birthday. I was supposed to be having fun. YEah! I did have fun earlier, when I haven’t read those craps! I slept with a very heavy load that night.

 

That was just the start of my nightmares.

 

I just realized how stupid I was for letting him hurt me a lot of times, when in fact I could have done something for me not to get hurt.

 

After that, I did a little…well sort of investigation and I found out that the “other girl” was from Tagum City particularly in Maco. They just knew each other in friendster so I thought it’s no big deal. Knowing him! For sure she’s just one of his many flings and I’m quite used to it. Hay! Gipasagdan nalang pud nako.

One day, when we were in the mall looking for some baby stuffs, he asked me if a have a Trigonometry book. I asked, “Ngano, nagskwela diay ka?”. He answered, “Dili, akong pinsan man gud na 1^st year college nagpapalit og libro”. Doubt suddenly crossed my mind. Naa diay siya pinsan na 1^st year college? Then he added, “ sabayan nako to karon paghuman na to palit. Taga Maco man gud to. Di pa kaayo to katuod diri sa Davao. Asa pa ba lain bookstore diri?”. Yawa! Sa ako pa nangutana. Baga jud og nawng. I didn’t know how I managed to answer, “ sa C&E or sa Rex or sa National Bookstore…daghan man”.

 

After we bought some stuffs for our incoming baby, we decided to eat at Timesquare. I wasn’t talking much because I was afraid that if I open my mouth to talk, I’ll burst into tears instead. Thank God I was able to hold back my tears when I asked him, “Pwede pahiram cp?”. He answered, “ Wait..replyan sa nako ni”. After a while he handed me his phone. The first thing I did was checked his inbox. I suspiciously read every message when suddenly it beeped. I immediately open the new message while he, too, was waiting for the message to appear. Anger aroused within me as I read the text.. I love you kuya. Shit! I knew it. He pretended as if it was nothing. “aw..ig-agaw nako”.

“har! Ig-agaw bitaw!”

“Lage”

“ Ilara ko oi. Pinaka-close gani nako na pinsan di man gani mag ‘I love you’ sa text”

“Lage. Adtuon pa nato o!”

“Sus”

I was really angry with him. It was so obvious. yet he still denied it. Was he thinking I was that stupid to believe his alibis? Sh*t! I knew what I saw. So she’s here. I know they’re having an affair and it’s ok with me. I was kinda used to it. Him having lots of flings online. But the fact that this one’s staying here is a different thing. That meant they’ll be seeing each other more often.

“Tara lage! Diskumpyado man kaya ka? Adtuon lage nato!”

“Ikaw lang! Di pako ana ka desperado sa imo!!”

 

Then I stood up and walked away.., headed outside Timesquare. He followed me but I ignored him. I walked silently till I reached near Davao Doctor’s Hospital where I’ll be riding a tricycle to reach home.

 

 

to be cont…

 

If you’ve ever tried killing a cockroach, then you know what it means to be frustrated.

Not only are the creepy, disgusting, disease-carrying critters quick and dodgy, they’re pretty sturdy and unyielding as well. Not even cutting off their heads will do any good at least, not for about another month.

If a human head is to be severed, the poor victim will instantly bleed t death. Not so with cockroaches since they are built very differently. They do not have the same degree of blood pressure as we do. So if their heads were cut off, they wouldn’t have to worry about their blood oozing and their bodies drying up. Neither do they require their heads to breathe. Cockroaches have what are called spiracles, a cluster of tiny holes found on their sides. These holes lead to thin branching tubes, which then carry oxygen to the rest of the insect’s anatomy.

 

What use are their heads then? that’s where the eyes, mouth, and antennae are attached. Without its head, a cockroach can’t see, eat, smell, and drink. Without its head, it definitely won’t bleed to death nor suffocate, but after a few weeks, it will eventually give in to starvation or dehydration.

 

sources: Reader’s Digest, August 2003

http://yucky.kids.discovery.com/noflash/roaches/pg00214.html

->Tongue brushing is more of an option than a necessity.

 

We don’t necessarily brush our teeth to remove germs but to break up the plaque that forms in our mouth. It’s the same reason why we should also brush our tongue —- to remove stuck particles that cause odor.

The tongue’s anterior portion does self-cleansing (many tongue movements enable the anterior portion to firmly brush itself against the hard palate,thus, performing a cleansing action) and so, it prevents getting huge numbers of odor-producing germs.

On the other hand, the posterior aspect of the tongue is found to keep the bacteria that cause bad breathe because it only rub itself against the soft palate. This soft palate contact does not provide motion to create or do any significant cleansing. So, the posterior tongue is the most important area to clean.

How to clean your tongue effectively? Brush as from near the throat as possible in an outward motion. Be sure not to press too hard (you don’t want to damage your tongue, do you?). For even better results, try wetting the brush with a mouthwash. Also, use a toothbrush with soft bristles and one that minimizes gagging reflex.

 

source: http://hjm.cjb.net

 

 

 

How can I forget you?

When my heart says you’re the one

But what can I do

Your heart already belongs to someone

 

Hope I can teach my heart

Not to love you that much

Seems that my world fall apart

Since you left my broken heart

 

Now that you’re gone

Only memories are left behind

But you’ll always be special

In my heart and in my mind