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THE DONKEY ATTITUDE

One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer’s neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon,
everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

MORAL :
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive.

2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen.

3. Live simply and appreciate what you have.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less

You have two choices…smile and close this page, or pass this along to someone else to spread the fun. I know what I did!!

WHETHER the increase is justified accordingly to economic condition.

The situation of the Philippines nowadays in terms of growth and progress as base on the daily survey, seems so sluggish and considered very catastrophic.

to be continued

oafish poeple… let go of me

numerous things i hate….

1. i hate those people who do not appreciate my jokes…hehe. Unable to engross intelegent jokes. Incapable of being civilized or urbane. ROUGH-EDGE!!!! HATE YOU
2. I ABHOR THOSE poeple who don’t even laugh while others are trying to make her/him happy or just a little grin from her face when somebody’s elaborating shaggy dog story to create a bunch of laugher in good times. But take note, if he/she wants to share a gag, she/he wants others to laugh, and if they don’t, she/he gets angry. hmmm. Additional, i don’t want any person who suddenly showing disagreement by sort of blazing his/her eyes, by way of viewing an obvious irritation to the respondent.
3. it drives me mad when someone you thought your friend, is acting like she/he owns the place and feeling like people sorrounding him/her considered him/her the boss and it means nothing just to prove she/he’s on top of us.
4. i despise you. The subject "YOU" i’m telling here is a "SHE". Yes, i hate you for being very hyprocrite, pretentious, trying to be a good flavor but not, feeler, annoying, teaser etc. Well, she wants to own the sympathy of all people over here, over there, right here, down there, up there. She has the ability to control anybody’s mind spicifically  ________. get?. But despite of all, i believe she has a positive mind-set. BITTER… PLEASE CONTROL YOUR MOUTH of telling pointless theory or idea.
5. I am easily annoyed by humans who are trying to make a difference out of his noticeable unethical actions as in acting like no breeding, such as uttering vulgar words and showing unevitable source of rickety function of thingking or inshort, building or creating nuissance in improper place and in the wrong time. Rude. KSP… shu!!!!!
6. I hate those people who love to talk and talk… TALKATIVE  inshort. They never realize that plenty of words coming out from their mouth may result to chaos, that in turn may cause them harm or even threat. So, i don’t like Kris Aquino therefore. She’s so loquacious that sometimes, while i am watching her on the television, hosting a program, makes her very earthy and offensive. She is always improperly uttering words unto others that causes pain to the candidates. Sometimes the essentiality of what she says does’nt make sense because she provides unguarded thoughts while asking inhuman questions. You never have to elaborate things about what you see physically to others because the output of it may result to critism or insulting others of his appearance.
7. I hate TAMBAY person. Those are the people who just like to play needless stuff, wants nothing but food everytime the stomach got starve, people who crave for money for nothing, yearn for immaterial thing believing, in fact, that the money she/he’s spending does not come from his/her sweat.
8. Shame on those students who are cutting classes, don’t strive for good grades, eating, playing computers instead of reviewing notes for further achievements and students who are not listening while spoonfeeding teachers, consirably patient, continously expounding lectures about the subject. Students be enlightened, wake up from dreaming that your guardian will always stay there and give you food to eat for survival. No, our guardian will soon turn to ashes. 

Lastly, i hate myself for being like this…. several things i dislike to humans, of their existence and functions aRE typically made me abnormal….

HAVEN

deleterious, poisonous. injurous, name it, is the right term for an outcast man like me. i really feel emptiness right now… why? because no one i can turn to. no one is tapping my shoulder when i’m down. no one is bothering me when i need to be disturbed in a while and no one i can disturb in my liesure times. no one is annoying me especially when i’m concentrately rushing and working with my hectic damn thing. no one is creating noise in good times and i cant create noise by myself. no one is sharing secrets with me and i cant share secrets too. there are persons, a very human who always accompany me but just for a fucking minute. i feel so rejected…cast off… i’m totally discarded and soon be useless…

please send me one who can lift me….hehehe… hurtful

people hate me. people abhor me. i’m like dirty man begging for nothing. i’m like a beggar who is unfortunate to be blessed. what is going on bullshit… what is wrong with me. do i look nasty and maniac? do people feel infuriated when they see me? why?

for now, i let go of it… so i can survive and breath freely. if they cant appreciate the whole of me, i dont need them…hehehe parang bata lang…

biggie… bulky…
survivor OF LEX REXIA

big episode… unsympathetic and agonizing world…

it so hard and demanding the problem in life…similar to odysseys journeying in the ocean giving no chance of hope for him, akin to many humans who feel like there’s no tomorrow…embracing the twist of phenomena in life assuming that there’s no possible solution to grip from but to give up and sacrifice something that they really treasure, they really want , they really love… it is so excruciating to suppose that while encountering the numerous tsunami in life, the presumptions and predictions you’ve been imagining is ineffectual and soon get you bloodily wounded and dyingly survive from blindness.

bravely speaking, i am now convinced that i truly presently come across this state of affair. and i really don’t know what is the right thing to do, what action should i perhaps execute, what probably the most perfect stroke to straightly die away my typhoons… this is my first and hoping my last experience in my growing. and i hate it so much… these are so depressing, tiring, toxic etc. my last resort is just to fold my knees in sacred place and start uttering words in connection with the problem i am passing and try to induce HIM to wash away my heartaches and tear jerking problem…

actually, the typhoon that in truth be told now am surviving is concerning to my family… my heart feels that every time they informing me in relation to the problems we had, my tears cant stop from crying and i don’t feel a space for comfortability. it is so distressing and worrying for me that my parents i presume, cant continue to exist with our unbearing problems. sometimes i cant concentrate of what I’m doing because I’m thinking about their condition. there is one affair that my mind cant forget, it is when my mother got sick and soon confined because of tough sickness. my mother and my father cant heart the sort of happiness. they cant move, they cant work, they cant even think normally.

the most terrible unaccepted event is no one summon to help. even our relatives cant act like our relatives. come to think of it, if you witness the struggle of a man and you have the ability help,does it bother you if you just give at least sum thing for survival knowing that the man is  your relative or really close to you? why is jealousy created? damn it…

i wanna do somethng but i cant because it is impossible because i am far away home.

bothersome attempts

1. during my highschool days…
    - attempting not to pass my requirements because am mad at my instructors. and if you’re not going pass the requirements, you’ll soon get a failing grades. some of my instructors then are so exasperating. they are demanding nonsensical things that is so knotty to explain. can you imagine how harsh to find an orchid or how hard to keep it growing if you take care of it for months? do you teachers doing these for own desires?
    - i experience talking to the principal of our school during my fresh days in high school in connection with my instructors concern about his tardiness and lacking of knowledge in teaching… how pity you are…
    - i join in school pageant. wow, i got the title when i was in first year. i am a bit apathetic of gaining the title but the result is unanimous, the judges liked me though am not fair, though am not that unintelligent, though am not that kinda senior, senior in the way of speaking, and carrying myself.
    - i had my puppy interest of love when months before the graduation. i had a considerably serious and sincere commitment with my classmate. to describe her physically, she is tall, with eye catching satin hair like and fair with seductive and attractive eyes. but unfortunately, we need to cease our unstoppable feelings and abruptly we consequently separated that cause of a sudden unexpected break of communication because of i need to go way with my home town. how sad.
    - now the graduation came, i cried much… like a baby? nonono kinda corny. i just feel that tears are falling down my eyes and i cant stop the dropping of joyful tears in my wistful eyes. i love my classmates then, especially the angles group who always entertaining me though am not part of their tropa. i am a loner then because i am an alien…hehehe. i don’t really feel socializing with other people except the group I’ve mentioned above. my friend can be count by fingers. ayaya alien ngA., NGA PLA, i forgot my tropas, the narra boys who taught me drink and smoke… hahaha.. salamat mga tol… am now enjoying it.
    - i was a member of computer association and English club, science club, math club and social studies club. i use to miggle wiht the boyscout when i was senior. a member of school choir and mango festival competition.

my college life in MONDRIAAN AURA COLLEGE in subic bay freepot zone.
     - i enrolled as bs accountancy. again, a competition for school pageant invited me again. i doubt it but their compelling powers and conditions forced me to say "YES SIR" am gana join the competition. the condition was, they are gana exempt me of some quizzes and projects which i myself considered difficult and off course my "YES" word compensate me…
    - my unforgiven, daring day in olongapo… i courted a girl whose tan and sexy. she is very gorgeous girl and also an accountncy student of the same school am attending. and she is my classmate. until few months, finally she accepted me as her beloved boyfrend. lets go to the climax, we usually go anywhere, not in an inhabited places, we go somewhere in ktv bars and billiard houses because she loves plaving billiard. her hobbies is drinking alcohol every night thats why i became skilled of drinking beers and use to smoke as well. the typical sked of our school is at dawn so am being easily vigourly seduce from fun at nyt. until such tym, intentionally, because am fun of everyday festivity and jollying at night, though its not worthrepeating, my usual days became insensitive. most of the time, i never ask permission why am late. and later my mom scolded me of doing it and tried to pick up a knife and try to stab it on my face. i am very scared and afraid. i think am gana die that day, but meanwhile the attempt emotionally unconsummated. my mom drop the knife and hug me so tight… oh, its nice to be hug and embrace by your mom. i cried and say sori bout it. that day i promise i will never do ti again… but my mom allows me to drink with my cousins… my mom is so desciplinarian and full of care and love in her heart.