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Keep safe everyone!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011






TRY NYO NGA...

This is strange…can you figure it out?

Are you the 2% or 98% of the population?

Follow the instructions! NO PEEKING AHEAD!

· Do the following exercise, guaranteed to raise an eyebrow.
· There’s no trick or surprise.
· Just follow these instructions, and answer the questions one at a time and as quickly as you can!
· Again, as quickly as you can but don’t advance until you’ve done each of them … really.
· Now, scroll down (but not too fast, you might miss something.)

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Are you thinking of a Kangaroo in Denmark eating an Orange?

I told you this was FREAKY!! If not, you’re among the 2% of the population whose minds are different enough to think of something else. 98% of people will answer with kangaroos in Denmark when given this exercise.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Just this week I had the strangest dream, dream about an infant, a baby. As far as I remember I am bearing the child, I can feel my bulging tummy and then all of a sudden I gave birth.A very smooth child delivery. And then I'm am carrying him/her ( i didnt recognize if its a baby boy or a baby girl) in my arms. As if I'm talking to the baby.. as if we really understand each other.Then..pushung! I woke up.

Strange for having a baby is not yet part of my plan for the next year or even for the couple of year. Its not that I don't like having one but what scares me is giving birth itself..I know you will agree with me into this.. aren't you? (having goosebumps already..weww..sorry but I'm not comfortable talking about labors..delivery..and whatever you call it..) Just thinking about the process or procedure..the pain..the "ere"..I really can't take it.. So to the moms out there.I salute you! Specially those who 
have two or more children..you are so damn brave.. =D of course that includes my Mama (I have four siblings anyway) Looking back on my dreams, as curious one, I Google about the meaning of my dream or the interpretation from experts..this are what they say..

To dream of a baby represents virtue, comfort, and 
starting over. Babies embody all aspects of your 
personality and character that are untainted and chaste.

If you find a baby in your dream, this indicates that you 
possess the ability to discover suppressed attributes and 
talents within yourself.

check the meaning of your dreams here


I also need to share this with you..as I woke up that day..I'm smiling..shhhh' oddly but yes I am really smiling..I guess I already have a mother character within me..wopppsss..looking forward on that...hihi

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

My frustration in cooking and baking started when I was a high school student. I really loved and enjoyed cooking. I know its not only me in this world who makes "pacham" menu (kung-matsambahan-di-ayos..lol) ..see? your smiling coz you yourself is doing this too..anyways there's nothing wrong with that.Even one of the judges in Junior Master Chef (abs-cbn program) said that "what's best in cooking is you eat what you cook whatever the outcome of it"..horayyyyyyy!

So maybe I deserve something like the picture below..hehe..

A vintage design kitchen with state-of-the-art appliances! ^_^


How about you? Share us your kitchen..as we shared ours at  Girls Talk



Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Bulastog (sounds bastos..errr) is very popular to street food lovers in Bikol.Its just a hard boiled egg coated with colored orange flour and flavorings..In Katagalogan it is known as kwek-kwek..According to my friends (yes, according to them..lol.. because im not fond of eating one specially boiled egg and sunny-side-up.. I find it mabaho..maarte na kung maarte..haha' ) bulastog is best eaten with suka, chopped onion and garlic, and a little bit of spicy and dont forget to eat without your  best buddies around..happy weird eating!

After reading an article about a father who died unexpectedly and how his 
children realized his importance, now that his gone, now that its already too 
late.. it hits me.Yes, really indeed.


While reading the article, many memories flashed back in my mind.Mostly., it 
was during my childhood days..I remember when Papa taught me how to play 
chess, he even plays with me patiently and taught me the "3 moves technique" 
was six years old then..Another is when he let me come with him in buying 
"paninda" for our little sari-sari store.We left our house at around 4 in 
the morning..You see, very masipag di ba? ^_^..Let me also share you 
the times when my Papa taught us how to swim.We were in Labo, Cam Norte 
and I remember that theres an irrigation 100 meters away from 
my Mamay's house.. (my Lola..thats what we used to call her)..And really 
fathers trained their children in a hard way..lol.. he throw us one by one 
into the water..and of course..human instinct..you'll try hard not to be 
drowned..yes..thats how we learn..at least.. And there's one more..
my mama used to share this story, when I was still a baby.
I cant sleep if Im not in my Papa's chest..(sweet isn't)


But I dont remember anymore when was the last time I texted him..When was the 
last time I asked how he is doing..When was the last time I talked to 
him..Today I learned to set aside my anger and the pain I feel inside of 
me..for so many years..I let this feeling ate me..I let this anger ruin 
me..Yes, parents also do mistakes but what the heck..children do have their 
own mistakes too!


Today, I forgive you..Today I forgive my self too..I've been away for too long..
At last I found this courage..This courage of letting him know that I still care..


"Papa kumusta na po? Miss ko na kamo ni Mama.. =/ "





Im sorry Papa..Mama..for all the headaches I caused and thank you for everything! I love you po..so much..


Let your parents know their worth before its too late..I just did.. ^_^

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