Reaksyon sa florante at laura

My hubby and I have been together since 17 pa lang kami. Now we’re both 34, married and have 3 kids. Sa tagal ng relationship namen, alam ko na yung love language nya, hindi talaga sya mahilig mag gifts, mag surprise and all. For context first boyfriend ko sya, 2nd gf nya ko pero yung una nya highschool sweetheart lang na naglast lang ng ilang months kaya wala talaga kami experience with love and relationship, sabay na kami natuto kung baga. We have a very good communication. As in super open kami sa isa’t isa. We could talk about everything kahit about improving our sex life pa yan.
I just gave birth to our 3rd child 4th quarter last year. And medyo feel ko magpabebe kaya very vocal ako na gusto ko makatanggap ng flowers. Our anniversary came, nag expect ako, pero wala. Again sinabi ko na bigyan nya ako ha. My birthday came this month, again nag express na naman ako na gusto ko makatanggap ng flowers, pero ayun wala pa din. So super disappointed na talaga ako. I still talked to him, and tinanong ko pa din sa kanya kung kelan nya kaya ako bibigyan ng flowers, pero wala lang, wala sya reaksyon. Valid ba na makaramdam ako ng tampo? Financially naman we’re okay, parehas naman kami may work, mas malaki sweldo nya and meron naman kami hiwalay na ipon. Kaya parang feel ko na hindi na ba ako karapat dapat bigyan ng flowers? Tbf maalaga pa din naman sya saken at sa mga anak nya. And no, wala sya 3rd party, WFH lang sya at never naalis ng bahay. Yung phone nya pinapagamit nya saken kapag need ko at pwede ko iopen fb at messenger nya anytime kung gusto ko, kase minsan nakikichismis ako sa gc nila sa work, hehehe.
This may be post partum blues pero basta sad pa din ako and partially disappointed honestly.

Since dito lang naman to satin nangyari, so dito nalang din ako magtatanong 😆
So kanina ko pa to di matanggal sa utak ko. Iniisip ko parin hanggang ngayon kung san ako nagkamali, para mabago ko naman sarili ko kung ako yung mali.
So ganito kasi yun, nag dunkin kasi ako kanina sa mall kasi sobrang antok ako at may errands pakong gagawin kaya kailangan ko ng kape. Pagpasok ko sa dunkin, medyo mahaba yung pila pero okay lang pumila parin ako. Habang umuurong ang pila, may sumingit sa unahan ko. Nasa mga 40 na ata ang edad? Diko sure naka hijab kasi. Medyo nainis ako pero dinedma ko nalang sya,kasi sya lang naman, kaya ko naman maghintay. Pero after ilang minutes, may lumapit na naman na nasa 40 above yrs old dn eto sure nako kasi di full yung hijab nya, so kita yung muka. Sinabihan nya yung isang sumingit na yung anak nya daw nasa likod nun kanina na pumipila. So nagtaka ako kasi pag pila ko itong mga taong to, nasa mga table to sila. Tapos pag pila ko, wala namang umalma o nagsabi man lang na nasa pila sila(kahit wala). So medyo nainis nako ulit, inisip ko nlng like huy quota na kayo ha. Tas tumingin sakin yung pangalawang sumingit sa pila, na parang naghihintay ng approval or something. So sinagot ko sya, sabi ko "ewan ko ho, kanina pagpila ko wala naman kayo. Si sir naman yung nasa harap ko. Hinayaan ko nalang nga sya (yung unang sumingit) na sumingit. Tapos kayo naman ngayon". Pag kasagot ko nun, nagulat ako sa sagot nya. Sabi nya "ay okay lang miss sayo nalng yan, pila lang naman yan. Bata kapa, mas matanda ako sayo. Di ako makikipag away sayo". Sinagot ko din sya ng "Huh? Hinayaan ko na nga kayong sumingit, ano² pa sinasabi nyo?". Sumabat din yung isa(unang sumingit) na "hayaan mo na ganyan talaga mga walang pinag aralan". Like wth? Bakit parang ako pa yung mali? Kasalanan ko bang wala sila sa pila? Ano yun? Iniwan ba nila kaluluwa nila sa pila? Diko talaga gets panong naging ako pa yung mali. Yung tono ko ng pagkasagot ko, normal lang naman. Diko sya sinigawan or what. Kahiya dn noh, di ako skandalosa. Tas naging ganon? Sarap pa sana sagutin, pero ayoko mapansin sa public kaya nanahimik nalang ako.
Tingin nyo guys? San ako mali? Diko kasi talaga ugali mambastos ng tao, lalo na nakatatanda no. Pero diko kinaya reaksyon nung dalawa kanina. Nakakainis talaga, buti nalang kinaya ko manahimik after that.

Thank you sa lahat ng magbigay oras basahin to.
May incident po kasi nangyari sa condo ko . Thats between my partner ko na ( BABAE )and tenant sa kabilang unit ( LALAKI )
Madaling araw na nung lumabas ung gf ko kasama ung dog namin to buy food around 2am my dog is maltese and poodle mix . Usual na oras ng bodyclock nya since sa call center kmi nagttrabaho,nightshift.
Yung dog ko po is hindi agressive, friendly sya super to the point na kahit sguro sa ibang tao sasama sya pag binitbit sya. Laking pagmamahal ung aso ko. Kumpleto ang bakuna at talagang inaalagaan namin sya. We treat her as a family member.
Sa ministore sa condo namin, May tenant nakatambay din sa labas with his laptop , not sure though kung nagwowork din or dun lang na tripan pumwesto. Maliit lng ung commercial space so hindi talaga maiwasan na halos sa harap nya na dadaan ung gf ko with my dog. My gf didn’t have any idea na hindi pala nagustuhan ni tenant na dinilaan sya ng dog ko sa paa banda since first of all walang kht anong reaksyon na pinakita ung tenant nung makaalis na sila at nakita pa daw nya na mejo parang ngumiti.
Naging aware nalang si gf nung kumatok ung tenant sa pinto ng unit namin. TAKE NOTE AROUND 2-3am un.
Pinagbuksan sya ng pinto and my gf approached her nicely. “ Hi po . ano po un? “ Then He start talking in english, “ I dont want your dog licking me! “ He’s demanding for my gf to pay for expense para sa anti rabies . Like I said , HINDI PO SYA KINAGAT. Dinilaan lang ng dog namin .
Sabi ng gf ko “ Ay hindi po ako magbabayad sir idaan nalang po natin muna sa baranggay para mas formal at kung ano man ang maipapayo nila sa situation na nangyari then we can settle from there .So then , He started yelling at nagsabi ng
TENANT : “ FCK Y*U” !!! I WILL CALL MY LAWYER ! BAKIT ? KANINO BANG UNIT TO?
MY GF: SA PARTNER KO BKT?
TENANT : O SA PARTNER MO PALA TAPOS GANYAN KA UMASTA HINDI NAMAN PLA SAYO ? BKT TAGA SAAN K BA ? AKO KASI ANDITO NA SA LUGAR NA TO HINDI PA TINATAYO ITONG CONDO ! HINDI UUBRA DITO YANG K CHEAPAN MO !
GF : GAGO Ka PLA EH ( hindi na sya nakpagpigil )
TENANT : ANONG PANGALAN MO?? Ofcourse nag insist c gf ibigay name nya .
NUNG UMALIS SI TENANT NAGBANTA . “ WAIT FOR ME HA “
Guys , sobrang natakot ung partner ko at hindi nakatulog ng maayos since sb nya “ WAIT FOR ME “ ang dmi nyang naisip nung gabing un dahil sa threat nya . na kung ano mangyari dhl mag isa lang sya at nanginginig na sya sa kaba at takot. Hindi din kasi sanay uns sa mga ganitong klaseng eksena .
2 days have passed .
We were invited to go to baranggay para mahingi ung explanation namin. Sya pa talaga may gana mag blotter sa baranggay ha . FOR US HE IS BEING SO DEFENSIVE KAYA GANUN SYA.
Kapit po eto na 😅 .
Ang katwiran nya is dahil nga daw may traumatic experience sya sa dog at nakagat sa sa kamay kaya pag may incident na ganyan nagpapa vaccinne daw agad sya . He added na nung gabing dinilaan sya ng aso ko nag pa pedicure sya at nagbunot ng INGROWN. Nd po sa kuko sya nadilaan sb ng partner ko kundi sa may ankle lang banda and took just a seconds !
May hearing po kmi sa baranggay on monday we had it schedluled since may pasok and we are planning to blotter him too .
I WANT TO ASK PO IF REASONABLE BA NA MAGBIGAY KMI PERA PANGPABAKUNA NYA ? DAHIL LNG NADILAAN SYA . SINABI NYA NA MAY INGROWN SYA , I DONT BUY IT ! ITS VERY EASY KASI NA SBHN NA MAY INGROWN SYA UNLESS KAYA NYA PA VERIFY SARILI NYA . SAAN SYA NAGPALINIS NG KUKO ? MAY MAKAKA IDENTIFY BA SAKANYA NA NAGPUNTA SYA DUN AT NAGPA PEDICURE? ANONG ORAS ?
Our deal here not pretty much the expense anymore. We are actually deciding na mag file ng case against him for HARASSMENT . And we are willing na magpagod at makipag cooperate sa process at kahit umabot pa sa korte . Ayaw namin na kunsintihin bastos nyang ugali . WE ARE VERY MUCH CONCERN SA SAFETY NAMIN. PAREHAS PO KMING BABAE AT SOBRANG TRAUMATIC NUN PARA SA AMIN . ILANG DAYS NA NA SOBRANG NA STRESS NA KMI SA KAKAISIP AT ND MAKATULOG NG MAAYOS 😥😥😥 PATI TRABAHO NAMIN APEKTADO DI KMI MAKA FUNCTION NG MAAYOS DHL SA STRESS N DULOT. NANGANGAMBA NA ANYTIME ULITIN NYA UNG GANUN NA KAKATOK NLNG ULIT .NATATAKOT PO KMI PAREHAS .
sna po mabigyan nyo kmi ng advise / opinion . etc. khit ano po yan rerespetuhun namin at tatanggapin. Gusto dn namin sna malaman kung mali po kmi dun. MARAMING SALAMAT PO SA INYO .
BTW : Parehas po kmi babae ng partner ko. salamat po sa respeto.

Hello everyone! I just want to rant here since wala akong ibang mapag sabihan. I have a boyfriend 20 yrs old and im 18yrs old na 3yrs na kami ngayong May. Nung unang mga buwan at taon naman ng relasyon namin ay maayos naman, nag sasabihan kami ng kung ano mang mga nakakapag pabigat ng loob namin like in short open kami sa isat isa. Napansin ko lang habang tumatagal kami nag babago siya, like hindi na siya nag sasabi sakin kung ano man nang yayari sa araw niya or mga problems niya. Kapag nag kakaroon kami ng argument sinasabi niya sakin na "ngayon alam mo na yung pakiramdam" like yung mga pagkakamali ko na nagawa noon na hindi lang ako makapag update sakaniya kasi i need to finish something agad na school works. Understandable naman na magalit siya but feel ko gumaganti siya e at hindi ko gusto yon. Lahat ng pag kakamaling nagawa noon parang ibinabalik niya saakin, kahit na maayos akong nag apologize everytime na alam ko na mali ko talaga. Everytime rin na mag sasabi ako ng concerns ko feel ko ini invalidate niya feelings ko, one time siya naman di nakapag update sakin kasi busy siya. Natural na magiging reaksyon ko syempre maiinis kasi 5hrs ata ako non nag antay sakaniya chat akong chat. Nung nakapag online na siya tinawagan ko siya agad, nagkaroon kami ng sagutan and pinaka naalala ko is "ba't kasi hindi moko tinawagan, nanonood kalang ng tiktok kaya ganiyan e" like wth? ako pa may kasalanan? wala talaga akong nasabi nung time na yun. Nagawa ko nalang is tumahimik at sarilihin emosyon ko. I need some advice how to handle this if may ganito nanaman na mang yare.

Nakakainis talaga pag di ako sanay makipag usap sa ibang tao lalo na pag di ko close. One time may nag tanong sakin(matanda kasama ko sa isang organization) "Kumain kana?" >opo, tapos sabay tanong ko "Kayo po kumain na kayo?">Hindi, sabi ko naman "sige po" tapos sabay alis. Hindi ko napapansin na sa sobrang nerbyoso kong tao kapag may kumakausap sakin na matanda/di ko kakilala ang pangit ng mga akto ko, napapansin ko na sa tingin nila ang pangit ng ugali ko or masungit, isa rin sa reason bat ko na isip yun kasi sabihin na nating wala akong nilalabas na expression minsan, kapag may nag rarant sakin or nag jojoke/kwento, wala akong reaksyon or feelings na nararamdaman, "oo" "uh" "ay ganun" palaging sagot ko. Di ako manhid, siguro di lang ako soft hearted, at yung way ng pananalita ko, minsan parang pagalit magsalita at sinasabi pero hindi talaga(naiiyak na ako😭).
Naglabas lang ng kahihiyan, naalala ko last week pa to nangyari; ang bait kasi ng nag tanong sakin kaya medyo nakonsensya sa naging acts ko.
Siguro uugaliin ko nalang ngumiti sa mga nakakasalamuha ko:)

TL;DR: I (20F) have gallstones tapos meron din yung nanay ko non 2 years ago but recovered non-surgically dahil wala kaming pera pampa-opera. Hindi ako gumagaling with the same treatment (flushing method) and I initially wanted to have my gallbladder surgically removed pero ayaw nila. I'm showing serious symptoms pero dinidismiss nila, kesyo mahina yung loob ko.
Here goes the entire story:
I'm 20F diagnosed with cholelithiasis (gallstones) since January this year. I started showing symptoms nung December pa, with blood in my stool. Even then ang hirap i-bring up sa parents ko na kailangan kong magpatingin. I had to secure money by myself (I proposed half-half sa expenses kasi wala talaga akong work as a student). A week after taking meds for ulcer, I went for an abdominal ultrasound and it showed na may bato sa apdo ko (2.5 cm) at distended na yung gallbladder ko. Sabi ng doktor ko, surgery lang yung option ko kasi malaki yung bato ko saka hindi siya malulusaw sa gamot. Until now hindi ko pa rin alam yung dahilan kung bakit may dugo yung stool ko kasi wala naman akong almoranas saka di naman nagasgas yung rectum ko. It might be a separate case kaso mas nagfocus yung mga doktor ko sa gallstones. I already told them about my suspicions na baka naging factor yung PPI na ininom ko for ulcer sa pagkabuo ng gallstones ko, plus yung chronic stress and genes ko. Dapat ba nagpa-endoscopy ako even without my doctor's order?
Anyway, 5 months na akong naghihintay for surgery. My symptoms are becoming steadily worse. Nung first few months mas manageable yung symptoms: occasional abdominal pain, discomfort, bloating, vomiting, constipation-diarrhea intervals, lethargy, saka intolerance sa fatty foods. Nababawasan yung frequency ng gallbladder pain/attacks ko sa pag-iwas ng fatty foods. Pero ngayon kahit plain rice alone at tubig lang kainin ko, inaatake pa rin ako. Sobra (as in sobra) na yung sakit ng tyan ko. The worst pain I ever had in my life. Feel ko naman justified yung exaggeration ko kasi di ako makaunat sa sakit saka di siya napapawi ng painkillers at hot compress. Namamalipit talaga ako sakit na I would rather pass out than to be awake for the attack.
Nasa lower spectrum kami ng middle class kasi walang stable job yung tatay ko. Ako naman hirap physically na pagsabayin yung college at pagtrabaho dahil debilitating enough yung symptoms ng sakit ko. Ayaw naman nila akong pahintuin sa pag-aaral para magtrabaho pansamantala kasi sayang daw yung panahon. Anyway, my mother had gallstones 2 years ago tapos nagkaroon din siya ng swelling sa spleen niya. Nasa 1.20 cm naman yung gallstones niya, tapos dinaan niya lang sa flushing method. Basically, alternative method siya sa surgery: iinom ka ng isang basong olive oil, apple juice, epsom salt, saka 30mL na laxative. Heavily discouraged siya ng doctors kasi risky siya. Lumabas man yung bato sa gallbladder, may risk ding ma-stuck siya sa ibang daluyan ng bile like sa biliary ducts, pancreas, saka sa small intestine. Thank God dahil gumaling talaga yung nanay ko. As in nanilaw yung balat niya at kinailangan din ng emergency surgery nung dinala siya sa ER. She confessed to me that she prayed to God na kunin na lang siya kung doon din naman aabot dahil sa sobrang sakit. As her daughter, my heart broke seeing her sick like that, even more ngayon na iniinda ko rin yung sakit na meron siya noon. As much as I want to be assured by her success story, hindi ko magawa dahil mas malaki yung akin saka magkaiba kami ng katawan.
I thought it was good na merong isa sa pamilya namin na nakakaintindi ng sakit ko (more on this later). Pinag-flushing nila ako from March to April. I gave it a go kasi baka gumaling din ako albeit slim chance lang. Hello, ang laki kaya ng bato ko tapos millimeters lang yung laki ng bile ducts na paglalabasan. Saka para umabot na sa point na last resort talaga yung surgery. My girlfriend suggested naman na mag-apply ako for Malasakit program para makalibre sa surgery sa public hospital. Di na problema yung pera. Kailangan ko na lang magtyaga sa proseso.
In the last 2 weeks, anim na beses na akong inatake ng /intense/ pain sa tyan. The worst I had kasi di na siya bearable. More frequent yung mga atake ngayong week. Hindi na rin ako makakain at makainom masyado kasi sinusuka ko lang lahat almos immediately. Ang sama na rin ng pakiramdam ko at light-headed ako all the time. Yung ihi ko, dark orange na, indication ng jaundice o paninilaw ng balat. Naninilaw na rin yung loob ng bibig ko, konti sa puti ng mata, pero di pa naninilaw yung balat ko. Sabi nung doktor ko sa public hosp, kapag naninilaw at nilalagnat na ako, emergency surgery na yung kailangang gawin sakin. Icoconfine na ako saka ako ilalapit sa Malasakit (upon confinement daw yung start ng process). Sa waiting list daw muna ako unless emergency na talaga. Kaya no choice din kundi maghintay na magkaron ng slot, o kaya maunahan na ng worst case scenario bago ako ilapag sa operating table.
Sinabi ko sa parents ko yung mga nararamdaman ko in the past 2 days. Sabi ko patingin na ulit ako kasi di ko na kaya yung sakit. Wala na akong pera na nakatabi para sa pamasahe ko papuntang ER. Nakatira kami sa province tapos malayo yung public hosp kaya kailangan kong magjeep at bus para makarating doon. Nung isang gabi, namamalipit na talaga ako sa sakit kaya pinilit kong lumakad papunta sa kanila para sana magpahatid. I saw their pained looks pero nagphone pa rin sila. Hindi na ako mapalagay sa sakit pero hindi sila nakatingin sakin. Tinatanong nila ako pero ano pa yung point? Sumuka ako nang sumuka. Nilinis nila saka inabutan nila ako ng mainit na herbal tea. Ang tagal bago naglabas ng sasakyan yung tatay ko. Buti naman at lumipas yung sakit kaya nakatulog na lang ako sa mahabang upuan sa labas.
Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit ganon yung naging reaksyon nila. Hindi ko rin maintindihan kung bakit kapag sinasabi ko sa parents ko na kailangan ko yung tulong nila, sasabihin ng nanay ko na tatagan ko lang yung loob ko. Nagkanito rin daw siya pero gumaling siya. Mas matindi pa raw yung naranasan niya kaysa sakin. Para bang ano, wala na akong choice but to suck it up kasi wala pa ako sa pinakamalala gaya niya. Yung tatay ko naman ang depressed ng chats, nag-se-self pity. Sabi sakin, wag gumaya sa kanya na puro pasarap sa buhay yung inuna. Kasi gaya nito na merong may sakit sa pamilya, wala siyang ipon at pera para ipagamot. Eto rin yung dahilan kung bakit nagkikimkim na lang ako pag may sakit ako. Nagsasabi na lang ako pag di ko na kaya talaga. Naiintindihan ko naman sila at kilala ko sila. Alam kong ginagawa nila yung best nila para samin ng kapatid ko sa kabila ng mga pagkakamali nila, kaso nahihirapan din ako kasi dependent pa rin ako sa kanila. Wala pa akong trabaho at nag-aaral pa ako. Gusto ko lang gumaling at ginagawan ko ng sarili kong paraan para tulungan yung sarili ko pero kailangan ko pa rin sila.
Nitong hapon lang, napahiga ako sa sahig ng kwarto ko kasi hirap talaga akong maglakad sa sakit ng tyan ko. Pinuntahan ako ng nanay ko, bat daw nandon ako. Sabi niya, mas malala pa raw yung kanya pero hindi siya nagkaganito na nasa sahig. Nagkukuyakoy na ako sa sakit non. Para raw akong bata. Siguro akala nag-iinarte ako para lang maoperahan ako. Akala rin siguro nag-iinarte ako kasi sinabi ng tatay ko na ayaw akong ipa-opera kahit nasa waiting list na ako ng surgery. Nakaka-frustrate lang. Pakiramdam ko di ako maseryoso dito.

Yung nakaidlip ka lang sa pagkakatipon kasi may trabaho ka sa gabi, branded ka na iba na ang diwa or worse nadedemonyo?
Yung may hindi maliwanag sa iyo kaya naguluhan ka at halata sa muka mo na may duda ka pero tingin sa iyo ay pinapasukan ka na daw ng kaaway.
Mga normal na reaksyon at urge ng isang healthy human beings ay para sa kanila ay kademonyohan na. Ano sila alien? never ba nila naranasan yung mga maliit na bagay na yun?
Isa pa, napaka-controlling na ng mcgAI leader ngayon. Parang dictatorship o masahol pa ata ang pumapasok sa kokote ko pag inoobserbahan ang nangyayari ngayon sa mcgAI.

Okay so I'll make this as short as possible. Dated a girl for like a year, we moved in, we broke up, I moved on and she did not. After months of 0 contact out of the blue she filed a false police report basically accusing me of SA. I was arrested and cleared of all charges on the same day as I had evidence ( which she did not) which backed up my innocence.
So anyway, my ex had never met a large portion of my family members and I, the same. In particular, she had never met my cousin who I'll call Laura for anonymity.
After we split, after the accusations and all of that drama, I saw my cousin who is 20, post a Snapchat story with my ex in it. They had never met eachother as far as I can remember, if they did it would have been once, briefly and only in passing, at a family event or something similar. So I was immediately Hurt and confused to see my cousin hanging out with my ex who had tried to pretty much destroy my life and reputation, decimated my mental health and blocked my cousin. Removed her on all social media because I didn't want my ex to have anyway to keep an eye on me or have any way to contact me even through a 3rd party.
After a month or so of stewing on it, I reached out to my cousin and asked her if she was aware of the situation that happened and the things she had said, to which Laura said she was not. After I explained everything, Laura was (in her own words) shocked, Disgusted and could not simply believe my ex would do something like this. I even think she said she was mad at one point.
So I guess when my cousin Laura asked me last month to go away for a weekend to the coast with our other cousin and a family friend for her 21st birthday, I initially said yeah I'd go. I don't get to spend time with family often due to work, life and other stuff so I was initially looking forward to it until I realised that they STILL hang out. They still go out for drinks, comment on eachothers social media, so now after already paying over a £100 deposit for my hotel room and brunch, I'm not sure if I'd be the asshole for taking a step back and not going purely for the fact that Laura still gives my ex the time of day after what she's done and has been proven to have lied about things many many times.
I don't want to make it about me, or come off like a dick because she does keep us seperate, not sure how true it actuslly is but apparently I am not discussed when they are together but they are still friends.
Soo.....am I being disrespectful or disrespected? TIA

Tangina. Masama bang magset ako ng boundaries if just trying to protect the little family that I have?
My live in partner 28(M) is getting to close with his co-worker 35(F). Lagi silang magkausap. Halos araw araw after work hours na not work related naman. Last saturday, umuwi ako ng province just to be with our baby daughter. Last night, nag uusapan kami ng masinsinan about how close he is sa workmate nya. I told him I can feel na something’s off at never pako nagkamali sa gut feeling ko. Sinabi ko sakanya na ayokong masyadong personal at malalim yung conversation nila every now and then. I dont like how she’s getting too comfortable with my partner. Around 4:30 am nagsabi sya na baka makatulog sya dahil medyo antok na. So nauna nako natulog. Around 7am nagising ako. Saw him na he’s still online. Tinanong bakit hindi pa natutulog. Ang sabi nagising lang at nanonood ng anime. Told him na baka may kausap nanaman sya. Sabi nya tumawag daw yung kawork nya. Ask him why? What is something so important na kailangan tumawag ng kawork nya ng madaling araw. Di nya sinagot. I checked his account. Saw the call ended 3mins before i ask him bakit gising pa sya. Guess what. The call lasted for 4hrs and 10 mins. I felt disrespected. We were arguing about what i told him last night na di ko gusto yung ganung ginagawa nila. I felt like a joke. Parang wala lang pala yung sinabi kong mga ayaw ko and what we talked about para di ako makaramdam ng ganito. Sinabi ko sakanya na magsabi nalang sya ng totoo. Kasi pipilitin kong intindihin. Kaso puro alibis. Nalaman ko pa through their shared media na nakikinig sila ng music on call sa messenger. (Yung feature ng messenger na pwede kayo manood ng vids na uploaded sa fb) that lasted for 4hrs. Puta. Ano ba sa tingin nya magiging reaksyon ko sa nalaman ko kung wala naman daw silang intention. He’s been trying to call me. I never answered.
Tangina hindi ko alam anong mararamdaman ko. Ilang beses kong sinabi sakanya yung nararamdaman ko. I felt unheard. I felt my boundaries crossed. Sobrang sama ng loob ko, i cant think straight. I wanted them to apologise. Admit what they did is inappropriate. Ive been crying for hours. Pero i just deactivated my socials. Removed my simcard kasi ayoko sya kausapin. Ayoko na makarinig ng kasinungalingan. Ramdam ko yung sakit hanggang sa lalamunan ko. Tangina.

i hate myself. lagi na lang akong galit, inis at poot yung nararamdaman but yung type ng galit sa loob ko lang and lagi kong kinikinkim. hindi rin kasi ako prangka or ayoko din conflict kaya i always kept it to myself. pero nakakapagod parang lahat na lang ng reaksyon ko sa bagay is inis. gusto ko na lang maging peaceful on the inside. i also tried din yung maging bigger person but after sometime hindi ko napapanindigan. also sa lahat ng bagay may comment ako, again on the inside. parang in my mind lagi akong may comment sa bagay bagay. ayoko na rin ng ganito

To those who don't know David Archuleta, he's a pretty well-known singer na nagparticipate sa American Idol. He's popular din dito sa Philippines afaik. David Archuleta came from a mormon family. He came out as gay two years ago (will be 3 next month) and seeing as homosexuality is prohibited sa simbahan, he left the church. His mom followed suit.
I was 15 when I came to terms with being bisexual. A year after that, I realized that the mormon church doesn't align with my beliefs. You see, my mom's side of the family is mormon and I grew up in the church. I felt loved there and there are people in there who helped me become a better person, but there are a lot of things they teach I've thought about many times over that I would never be able to look past.
Matagal-tagal ko nang iniisip anong mangyayari sa relationship namin ng Mom ko once I leave the religion she loves so much. Natatakot akong maging actuality yung thought na pipiliin ng nanay ko yung simbahan over me na anak niya; pero she is her own person. She's believed in this religion longer than I have been alive. Ngayon palang nag-r-ready na ako sa kung anong magiging reaksyon niya. Mahal na mahal ko yung nanay ko. Ayokong tumanda ako nang wala siya sa buhay ko. Pero hindi ko kayang isakripisyo yung kung sino ako at gugulin ang buong buhay ko living a life that I would never choose for myself. She chose to believe in the church, I was just born into it.
Everyday I wish that my mom would somehow decide like how David Archuleta's mom did. Leave the church with me. Know that I am the child she loves and not just some sinner. I guess I will never know what would happen till it comes down to it. All I know is that I will choose myself.

Hi! I am a Grade 12 student, and STEM yung kinuha kong strand. Lagi akong nasa honors, to the fact na lagi akong nabibigyan ng awards every recognition magmula elementary. Pamilya ko eh di naman ganun kalakihan ang sinasahod for every month, and kesyo matalino raw ako eh ako ang inaasahan ng pamilya. By the way, I am the bunso of the family. Nakakapressure lang din bilang anak, and also I am so anxious kung tatanggapin pa ba ako sa ibang universities na inapplyan ko.
I tried applying into University of the Philippines College Entrance Exam. Di ako nag enroll or nag join into review center, as in wala akong review. Sumalang na lang ako basta-basta. Pag-take ko ng exam, karamihan doon ay wild guess na lang at di naturo.
Labasan ng results that time, nawalan kami ng kuryente nun mga madaling araw. Hindi ko alam kung ano magiging reaction ko nun. All I know is that parang tanggap ko na yung magiging resulta dahil medyo bumaba na rin ang kompyansa ko na makakapasa pa. And boom, di ako nakapasa. My scores ay hindi abot sa cut off leading to unavailability of courses para sa'kin. Wala akong reaksyon pero talagang nasasaktan ako since UP was my dream school then. I was considering reconsideration sa course to other campuses, but I think it is not possible kasi pare parehas ding may cut off.
I tried deactivating social media accounts, refraining on seeing group posts related to that results dahil to be honest naiinggit ako eh. Yung gustong gusto ko silang I-congratulate kaso nagiging bitter ako sa loob loob ko.
I can't talk to someone about this, then umabot sa point na hindi ko na siya mismo pinaalam sa iba dahil baka mapahiya lang ako or husgahan ako about sa mga naaabot ko. Which is nakakadown for me. Kinakabahan ako na baka sa ibang college entrance exams na inapplyan ko including DOST ay baka di ako palarin. Hindi ko na alam saan ako pupulutin, hindi ko na alam saan ako pag-aaralin. Lagi kong tinatatak sa sarili ko na may plano ang Diyos para sakin. Hindi talaga ako namimili ng prestiryosong eskwelahan, gusto ko talaga ng lugar kung saan maipagpapatuloy ko ang pangarap kong maging Civil Engineer.

Anybody here have the rest of the pages for the comic "Florante at Laura Reimagined"? Here's the website I found most of it. Sadly, it's not complete: https://blackinkblog.wordpress.com/2019/02/21/florante-at-laura/

Hello, I just wanted to ask help from everyone, mayroon ba kayong in mind na Filipino movie na kung saan Ang theme ay naka center around sa guy na nilet go ang babae kahit mahal niya pa ito. Need ko lng kasi ng video clip from that movie para sa discussion na related sa part ng Florante at Laura 😔 thank youuu

Pansin ko lang ah mostly ng mga INC defenders no offense ah ang bobo (Patawad Domine Iesu Christe kung kasalanan toh)
Like ang tanda na ng mga inissue nila sa mga Katoliko
Tapos kung makapanglait parang ang popogi at ang gaganda
Tapos yung badly edited na anti catholic na minsan may ai generated images pa
Buti pa sa America magaganda arguements about sa Catholicim eh tas mostly respectful debates (Fav ko Councel of Trent kasi asawa nya si Laura Horn aka the queen of Catholic comedy)

May mga tao pala talaga na mag-iiwan ng malalim na marka sa buhay natin. Yung tipong kung sino pa yung dumaan lang saglit, sya pa yung malalim ang maiiwan na sugat at sakit.
Akala ko okay na ako. Hindi pa pala. Akala ko tanggap ko na. Hindi pa rin pala.
Halos isang buwan na akong umiiyak tuwing maaalala ko yung saya, yung kilig, yung lahat ng magagandang bagay na pinadama nya. Hindi ako makatulog nang maayos kaya kinailangan ko na din mag sleeping pills nitong nakaraan para lang mapahinga ang isipan at katawan.
Naalala ko pa nung una, ginagawa pa nating katatawanan kung gaano ako ka-manhid kaya hindi ako marunong mag express at mag identify ng emotions, na hindi ako emotionally invested sa mga naging karelasyon ko dati, na may commitment issues ako. Mataas din nga ang pain tolerance ko kaya naalala mo nung kinukurot mo ako pero wala akong reaksyon? Wala ako gaanong naramdamang sakit physically that time.
Sanay ata ako na masaktan? Or so I thought.
Kasi ngayon, sobrang sakit tuwing mag isa na lang ako at napapaisip ng what if's, tuwing magbabalik-tanaw ako sa nangyari sa atin. Andami nating plinano para sa future natin. Umasa ako dun. Akala ko kasi ikaw na yung other person ko. Kaya nga lahat na ata ng tungkol sa sarili ko ay naibahagi ko sa'yo. Hindi nga ata ako nagtira para sa sarili ko kaya ganito. Akala ko rin kasi pareho yung nararamdaman natin. Siguro noon parehas nga. Kasi sabi mo ay first time mo din na ibahagi ang buhay mo at ipakita ang vulnerable side mo. Nakwento na nga ata natin lahat, kahit kwento ng mahahalagang tao sa buhay natin ay pinag-usapan din natin. Nakakatawa kasi nauna pa nating malaman yung pangalan ng mga kapamilya, kaibigan, katrabaho natin. Sa loob ng tatlong buwan, nagpakilala lang tayo ng pangalan natin matapos ng first (and last) meet-up/date natin. Masaya pa tayo nun. Sobrang saya natin nun.
Pero nagbabago nga ang lahat. Nagbago tayo bigla.
Hindi pala ako manhid gaya nang inakala natin. Kasi ramdam na ramdam ko ngayon ang kalungkutan. Sobrang sakit pala talaga kapag ikaw yung biglang iniiwan sa isang relasyon. Dati kasi ako naman yung tumatalikod, ako yung nagpapaalam.
Hindi ka nga pala nagpaalam nang maayos. Basta mo lang tinapos. At ang mas masakit ay yung realidad na may nagustuhan kang iba nung panahon na ang emosyon natin ay magulo. Nagdesisyon ka na balikan ang taong parte ng nakaraan mo.
Alam ko na may kasalanan ako, na naging toxic ako bigla. Sabi mo nga nasakal ka. Sabi mo akala mo kaya mo akong i-tolerate pero hindi pala. Sabi mo mas gusto mo na ata sya at ako'y hindi na.
Matapos ang hiwalayan natin, ilang beses kong tinanong kung bakit pa tayo nagkakilala. Kasi sobrang ganda nung umpisa, gusto pa nga natin na gawing pelikula. Ang dami kasi talagang pagkakatulad na pagkakataon sa buhay natin na pareho tayong nagugulat, akala natin tayo'y itinadhana.
Akala ko ayos lang sa akin na maging magkaibigan tayo kasi gusto natin na i-keep yung naging koneksyon natin sa isa't isa na sobrang intense, akala natin soulmates or twinflame connection. Pero hindi ko pala kaya na maging kaibigan ka. Kasi hindi lang hanggang doon ang gusto ko.
Humingi ako sa'yo ng closure para sana makausad na ako at mag-heal. Kasi sabi mo naman ay magkikita pa tayo para makapag-usap. Gusto kitang makausap. Kaso mukhang ayaw mo na akong kausapin pa. Marahil nga yung sagot sa mga tanong ko ay yung di mo na pagsagot sa text ko.
Salamat sa lahat lahat. Totoo ang naramdaman ko para sa'yo. Minahal ata talaga kita. Ngayon, sobrang sakit na at hindi ko na kaya. Kailangan kong mahalin ang sarili ko. Kailangan kong magpatuloy sa buhay nang hindi ka na kasama.
Sa totoo lang, hirap pa akong burahin ang buong conversation natin, maging mga litrato na pinadala natin sa isa't isa, lalo na lahat ng kanta na binahagi natin. May ilang beses nga akong nag backread pero nasasaktan lang ako. T@nga at marupok daw pala ako sabi ng mga nakababata kong katrabaho. Sabi nila they look up to me, pero this time ay naaawa sila sa akin. Kasi yung dati kong ngiti, napalitan na ng lungkot at pighati.
Kaya ngayon, pinapalaya na kita kahit sobrang sakit. Kasi hindi mo naman ako pinaglaban, so bakit pa ako mag-aantay kahit wala naman akong pinanghahawakan. Kahit minsan gusto kong magdasal na sana bigyan tayo ng ikalawang pagkakataon sa hinaharap. Siguro nga umaasa pa din ang puso ko kahit sabi ng utak ko na tumigil na.
Kasama ka pa din lagi sa panalangin ko dahil hindi ko maipaliwanag kung bakit inaalala kita na sana ligtas ka sa anumang kapahamakan at sana masaya ka lang lagi dahil alam ko na madami ka na ding pinagdaanang kalungkutan sa buhay.
Sana kahit paano ay maalala mo pa rin yung masasayang alaala natin. Kasi ako, yun na lang ang aking babaunin at aalalahanin.

the five Northumbrian counties you will scarcely find so bleak, ugly, and yet, in a savage way, so picturesque a moor as Dardale Moss. The moor itself spreads north, south, east, and west, a great undulating sea of black peat and heath. What we may term its shores are wooded wildly with birch, hazel, and dwarf-oak. No towering mountains surround it, but here and there you have a rocky knoll rising among the trees, and many a wooded promontory of the same pretty, because utterly wild, forest, running out into its dark level. Habitations are thinly scattered in this barren territory, and a full mile away from the meanest was the stone cottage of Mother Carke. Let not my southern reader who associates ideas of comfort with the term "cottage" mistake. This thing is built of shingle, with low walls. Its thatch is hollow; the peat-smoke curls stingily from its stunted chimney. It is worthy of its savage surroundings. The primitive neighbours remark that no rowan-tree grows near, nor holly, nor bracken, and no horseshoe is nailed on the door. Not far from the birches and hazels that straggle about the rude wall of the little enclosure, on the contrary, they say, you may discover the broom and the rag-wort, in which witches mysteriously delight. But this is perhaps a scandal. Mall Carke was for many a year the sage femme of this wild domain. She has renounced practice, however, for some years; and now, under the rose, she dabbles, it is thought, in the black art, in which she has always been secretly skilled, tells fortunes, practises charms, and in popular esteem is little better than a witch. Mother Carke has been away to the town of Willarden, to sell knit stockings, and is returning to her rude dwelling by Dardale Moss. To her right, as far away as the eye can reach, the moor stretches. The narrow track she has followed here tops a gentle upland, and at her left a sort of jungle of dwarf-oak and brushwood approaches its edge. The sun is sinking blood-red in the west. His disk has touched the broad black level of the moor, and his parting beams glare athwart the gaunt figure of the old beldame, as she strides homeward stick in hand, and bring into relief the folds of her mantle, which gleam like the draperies of a bronze image in the light of a fire. For a few moments this light floods the air—tree, gorse, rock, and bracken glare; and then it is out, and gray twilight over everything. All is still and sombre. At this hour the simple traffic of the thinly-peopled country is over, and nothing can be more solitary. From this jungle, nevertheless, through which the mists of evening are already creeping, she sees a gigantic man approaching her. In that poor and primitive country robbery is a crime unknown. She, therefore, has no fears for her pound of tea, and pint of gin, and sixteen shillings in silver which she is bringing home in her pocket. But there is something that would have frighted another woman about this man. He is gaunt, sombre, bony, dirty, and dressed in a black suit which a beggar would hardly care to pick out of the dust. This ill-looking man nodded to her as he stepped on the road. "I don't know you," she said. He nodded again. "I never sid ye neyawheere," she exclaimed sternly. "Fine evening, Mother Carke," he says, and holds his snuff-box toward her. She widened the distance between them by a step or so, and said again sternly and pale, "I hev nowt to say to thee, whoe'er thou beest." "You know Laura Silver Bell?" "That's a byneyam; the lass's neyam is Laura Lew," she answered, looking straight before her. "One name's as good as another for one that was never christened, mother." "How know ye that?" she asked grimly; for it is a received opinion in that part of the world that the fairies have power over those who have never been baptised. The stranger turned on her a malignant smile. "There is a young lord in love with her," the stranger says, "and I'm that lord. Have her at your house to-morrow night at eight o'clock, and you must stick cross pins through the candle, as you have done for many a one before, to bring her lover thither by ten, and her fortune's made. And take this for your trouble." He extended his long finger and thumb toward her, with a guinea temptingly displayed. "I have nowt to do wi' thee. I nivver sid thee afoore. Git thee awa'! I earned nea goold o' thee, and I'll tak' nane. Awa' wi' thee, or I'll find ane that will mak' thee!" The old woman had stopped, and was quivering in every limb as she thus spoke. He looked very angry. Sulkily he turned away at her words, and strode slowly toward the wood from which he had come; and as he approached it, he seemed to her to grow taller and taller, and stalked into it as high as a tree. "I conceited there would come something o't", she said to herself. "Farmer Lew must git it done nesht Sunda'. The a'ad awpy!" Old Farmer Lew was one of that sect who insist that baptism shall be but once administered, and not until the Christian candidate had attained to adult years. The girl had indeed for some time been of an age not only, according to this theory, to be baptised, but if need be to be married. Her story was a sad little romance. A lady some seventeen years before had come down and paid Farmer Lew for two rooms in his house. She told him that her husband would follow her in a fortnight, and that he was in the mean time delayed by business in Liverpool. In ten days after her arrival her baby was born, Mall Carke acting as sage femme on the occasion; and on the evening of that day the poor young mother died. No husband came; no wedding-ring, they said, was on her finger. About fifty pounds was found in her desk, which Farmer Lew, who was a kind old fellow and had lost his two children, put in bank for the little girl, and resolved to keep her until a rightful owner should step forward to claim her. They found half-a-dozen love-letters signed "Francis," and calling the dead woman "Laura." So Farmer Lew called the little girl Laura; and her sobriquet of "Silver Bell" was derived from a tiny silver bell, once gilt, which was found among her poor mother's little treasures after her death, and which the child wore on a ribbon round her neck. Thus, being very pretty and merry, she grew up as a North-country farmer's daughter; and the old man, as she needed more looking after, grew older and less able to take care of her; so she was, in fact, very nearly her own mistress, and did pretty much in all things as she liked. Old Mall Carke, by some caprice for which no one could account, cherished an affection for the girl, who saw her often, and paid her many a small fee in exchange for the secret indications of the future. It was too late when Mother Carke reached her home to look for a visit from Laura Silver Bell that day. About three o'clock next afternoon, Mother Carke was sitting knitting, with her glasses on, outside her door on the stone bench, when she saw the pretty girl mount lightly to the top of the stile at her left under the birch, against the silver stem of which she leaned her slender hand, and called, "Mall, Mall! Mother Carke, are ye alane all by yersel'?" "Ay, Laura lass, we can be clooas enoo, if ye want a word wi' me," says the old woman, rising, with a mysterious nod, and beckoning her stiffly with her long fingers. The girl was, assuredly, pretty enough for a "lord" to fall in love with. Only look at her. A profusion of brown rippling hair, parted low in the middle of her forehead, almost touched her eyebrows, and made the pretty oval of her face, by the breadth of that rich line, more marked. What a pretty little nose! what scarlet lips, and large, dark, long-fringed eyes! Her face is transparently tinged with those clear Murillo tints which appear in deeper dyes on her wrists and the backs of her hands. These are the beautiful gipsy-tints with which the sun dyes young skins so richly. The old woman eyes all this, and her pretty figure, so round and slender, and her shapely little feet, cased in the thick shoes that can't hide their comely proportions, as she stands on the top of the stile. But it is with a dark and saturnine aspect. "Come, lass, what stand ye for atoppa t' wall, whar folk may chance to see thee? I hev a thing to tell thee, lass." She beckoned her again. "An' I hev a thing to tell thee, Mall." "Come hidder," said the old woman peremptorily. "But ye munna gie me the creepin's" (make me tremble). "I winna look again into the glass o' water, mind ye." The old woman smiled grimly, and changed her tone. "Now, hunny, git tha down, and let ma see thy canny feyace," and she beckoned her again. Laura Silver Bell did get down, and stepped lightly toward the door of the old woman's dwelling. "Tak this," said the girl, unfolding a piece of bacon from her apron, "and I hev a silver sixpence to gie thee, when I'm gaen away heyam." They entered the dark kitchen of the cottage, and the old woman stood by the door, lest their conference should be lighted on by surprise. "Afoore ye begin," said Mother Carke (I soften her patois), "I mun tell ye there's ill folk watchin' ye. What's auld Farmer Lew about, he doesna get t' sir" (the clergyman) "to baptise thee? If he lets Sunda' next pass, I'm afeared ye'll never be sprinkled nor signed wi' cross, while there's a sky aboon us." "Agoy!" exclaims the girl, "who's lookin' after me?" "A big black fella, as high as the kipples, came out o' the wood near Deadman's Grike, just after the sun gaed down yester e'en; I knew weel what he was, for his feet ne'er touched the road while he made as if he walked beside me. And he wanted to gie me snuff first, and I wouldna hev that; and then he offered me a gowden guinea, but I was no sic awpy, and to bring you here to-night, and cross the candle wi' pins, to call your lover in. And he said he's a great lord, and in luve wi' thee." "And you refused him?" "Well for thee I did, lass," says Mother Carke. "Why, it's every word true!" cries the girl vehemently, starting to her feet, for she had seated herself on the great oak chest. "True, lass? Come, say what ye mean," demanded Mall Carke, with a dark and searching gaze. Last night I was coming heyam from the wake, wi' auld farmer Dykes and his wife and his daughter Nell, and when we came to the stile, I bid them good-night, and we parted." "And ye came by the path alone in the night-time, did ye?" exclaimed old Mall Carke sternly. "I wasna afeared, I don't know why; the path heyam leads down by the wa'as o' auld Hawarth Castle." "I knaa it weel, and a dowly path it is; ye'll keep indoors o' nights for a while, or ye'll rue it. What saw ye?" "No freetin, mother; nowt I was feared on." "Ye heard a voice callin' yer neyame?" "I heard nowt that was dow, but the hullyhoo in the auld castle wa's," answered the pretty girl. "I heard nor sid nowt that's dow, but mickle that's conny and gladsome. I heard singin' and laughin' a long way off, I consaited; and I stopped a bit to listen. Then I walked on a step or two, and there, sure enough in the Pie-Mag field, under the castle wa's, not twenty steps away, I sid a grand company; silks and satins, and men wi' velvet coats, wi' gowd-lace striped over them, and ladies wi' necklaces that would dazzle ye, and fans as big as griddles; and powdered footmen, like what the shirra hed behind his coach, only these was ten times as grand." "It was full moon last night," said the old woman. "Sa bright 'twould blind ye to look at it," said the girl. "Never an ill sight but the deaul finds a light," quoth the old woman. "There's a rinnin brook thar—you were at this side, and they at that; did they try to mak ye cross over?" "Agoy! didn't they? Nowt but civility and kindness, though. But ye mun let me tell it my own way. They was talkin' and laughin', and eatin', and drinkin' out o' long glasses and goud cups, seated on the grass, and music was playin'; and I keekin' behind a bush at all the grand doin's; and up they gits to dance; and says a tall fella I didna see afoore, 'Ye mun step across, and dance wi' a young lord that's faan in luv wi' thee, and that's mysel',' and sure enow I keeked at him under my lashes and a conny lad he is, to my teyaste, though he be dressed in black, wi' sword and sash, velvet twice as fine as they sells in the shop at Gouden Friars; and keekin' at me again fra the corners o' his een. And the same fella telt me he was mad in luv wi' me, and his fadder was there, and his sister, and they came all the way from Catstean Castle to see me that night; and that's t' other side o' Gouden Friars." "Come, lass, yer no mafflin; tell me true. What was he like? Was his feyace grimed wi' sut? a tall fella wi' wide shouthers, and lukt like an ill-thing, wi' black clothes amaist in rags?" "His feyace was long, but weel-faured, and darker nor a gipsy; and his clothes were black and grand, and made o' velvet, and he said he was the young lord himsel'; and he lukt like it." "That will be the same fella I sid at Deadman's Grike," said Mall Carke, with an anxious frown. "Hoot, mudder! how cud that be?" cried the lass, with a toss of her pretty head and a smile of scorn. But the fortune-teller made no answer, and the girl went on with her story. "When they began to dance," continued Laura Silver Bell, "he urged me again, but I wudna step o'er; 'twas partly pride, coz I wasna dressed fine enough, and partly contrairiness, or something, but gaa I wudna, not a fut. No but I more nor half wished it a' the time." "Weel for thee thou dudstna cross the brook." "Hoity-toity, why not?" "Keep at heyame after nightfall, and don't ye be walking by yersel' by daylight or any light lang lonesome ways, till after ye're baptised," said Mall Carke. "I'm like to be married first." "Tak care that marriage won't hang i' the bell-ropes," said Mother Carke. "Leave me alane for that. The young lord said he was maist daft wi' luv o' me. He wanted to gie me a conny ring wi' a beautiful stone in it. But, drat it, I was sic an awpy I wudna tak it, and he a young lord!" "Lord, indeed! are ye daft or dreamin'? Those fine folk, what were they? I'll tell ye. Dobies and fairies; and if ye don't du as yer bid, they'll tak ye, and ye'll never git out o' their hands again while grass grows," said the old woman grimly. "Od wite it!" replies the girl impatiently, "who's daft or dreamin' noo? I'd a bin dead wi' fear, if 'twas any such thing. It cudna be; all was sa luvesome, and bonny, and shaply." "Weel, and what do ye want o' me, lass?" asked the old woman sharply. "I want to know—here's t' sixpence—what I sud du," said the young lass. "'Twud be a pity to lose such a marrow, hey?" "Say yer prayers, lass; I can't help ye," says the old woman darkly. "If ye gaa wi' the people, ye'll never come back. Ye munna talk wi' them, nor eat wi' them, nor drink wi' them, nor tak a pin's-worth by way o' gift fra them—mark weel what I say—or ye're lost!" The girl looked down, plainly much vexed. The old woman stared at her with a mysterious frown steadily, for a few seconds. "Tell me, lass, and tell me true, are ye in luve wi' that lad?" "What for sud I?" said the girl with a careless toss of her head, and blushing up to her very temples. "I see how it is," said the old woman, with a groan, and repeated the words, sadly thinking; and walked out of the door a step or two, and looked jealously round. "The lass is witched, the lass is witched!" "Did ye see him since?" asked Mother Carke, returning. The girl was still embarrassed; and now she spoke in a lower tone, and seemed subdued. "I thought I sid him as I came here, walkin' beside me among the trees; but I consait it was only the trees themsels that lukt like rinnin' one behind another, as I walked on." "I can tell thee nowt, lass, but what I telt ye afoore," answered the old woman peremptorily. "Get ye heyame, and don't delay on the way; and say yer prayers as ye gaa; and let none but good thoughts come nigh ye; and put nayer foot autside the door-steyan again till ye gaa to be christened; and get that done a Sunda' next." And with this charge, given with grizzly earnestness, she saw her over the stile, and stood upon it watching her retreat, until the trees quite hid her and her path from view. The sky grew cloudy and thunderous, and the air darkened rapidly, as the girl, a little frightened by Mall Carke's view of the case, walked homeward by the lonely path among the trees. A black cat, which had walked close by her—for these creatures sometimes take a ramble in search of their prey among the woods and thickets—crept from under the hollow of an oak, and was again with her. It seemed to her to grow bigger and bigger as the darkness deepened, and its green eyes glared as large as halfpennies in her affrighted vision as the thunder came booming along the heights from the Willarden-road. She tried to drive it away; but it growled and hissed awfully, and set up its back as if it would spring at her, and finally it skipped up into a tree, where they grew thickest at each side of her path, and accompanied her, high over head, hopping from bough to bough as if meditating a pounce upon her shoulders. Her fancy being full of strange thoughts, she was frightened, and she fancied that it was haunting her steps, and destined to undergo some hideous transformation, the moment she ceased to guard her path with prayers. She was frightened for a while after she got home. The dark looks of Mother Carke were always before her eyes, and a secret dread prevented her passing the threshold of her home again that night. Next day it was different. She had got rid of the awe with which Mother Carke had inspired her. She could not get the tall dark-featured lord, in the black velvet dress, out of her head. He had "taken her fancy"; she was growing to love him. She could think of nothing else. Bessie Hennock, a neighbour's daughter, came to see her that day, and proposed a walk toward the ruins of Hawarth Castle, to gather "blaebirries." So off the two girls went together. In the thicket, along the slopes near the ivied walls of Hawarth Castle, the companions began to fill their baskets. Hours passed. The sun was sinking near the west, and Laura Silver Bell had not come home. Over the hatch of the farm-house door the maids leant ever and anon with outstretched necks, watching for a sign of the girl's return, and wondering, as the shadows lengthened, what had become of her. At last, just as the rosy sunset gilding began to overspread the landscape, Bessie Hennock, weeping into her apron, made her appearance without her companion. Her account of their adventures was curious. I will relate the substance of it more connectedly than her agitation would allow her to give it, and without the disguise of the rude Northumbrian dialect. The girl said, that, as they got along together among the brambles that grow beside the brook that bounds the Pie-Mag field, she on a sudden saw a very tall big-boned man, with an ill-favoured smirched face, and dressed in worn and rusty black, standing at the other side of a little stream. She was frightened; and while looking at this dirty, wicked, starved figure, Laura Silver Bell touched her, gazing at the same tall scarecrow, but with a countenance full of confusion and even rapture. She was peeping through the bush behind which she stood, and with a sigh she said: "Is na that a conny lad? Agoy! See his bonny velvet clothes, his sword and sash; that's a lord, I can tell ye; and weel I know who he follows, who he luves, and who he'll wed." Bessie Hennock thought her companion daft. "See how luvesome he luks!" whispered Laura. Bessie looked again, and saw him gazing at her companion with a malignant smile, and at the same time he beckoned her to approach. "Darrat ta! gaa not near him! he'll wring thy neck!" gasped Bessie in great fear, as she saw Laura step forward with a look of beautiful bashfulness and joy. She took the hand he stretched across the stream, more for love of the hand than any need of help, and in a moment was across and by his side, and his long arm about her waist. "Fares te weel, Bessie, I'm gain my ways," she called, leaning her head to his shoulder; "and tell gud Fadder Lew I'm gain my ways to be happy, and may be, at lang last, I'll see him again." And with a farewell wave of her hand, she went away with her dismal partner; and Laura Silver Bell was never more seen at home, or among the "coppies" and "wickwoods," the bonny fields and bosky hollows, by Dardale Moss. Bessie Hennock followed them for a time. She crossed the brook, and though they seemed to move slowly enough, she was obliged to run to keep them in view; and she all the time cried to her continually, "Come back, come back, bonnie Laurie!" until, getting over a bank, she was met by a white-faced old man, and so frightened was she, that she thought she fainted outright. At all events, she did not come to herself until the birds were singing their vespers in the amber light of sunset, and the day was over. No trace of the direction of the girl's flight was ever discovered. Weeks and months passed, and more than a year. At the end of that time, one of Mall Carke's goats died, as she suspected, by the envious practices of a rival witch who lived at the far end of Dardale Moss. All alone in her stone cabin the old woman had prepared her charm to ascertain the author of her misfortune. The heart of the dead animal, stuck all over with pins, was burnt in the fire; the windows, doors, and every other aperture of the house being first carefully stopped. After the heart, thus prepared with suitable incantations, is consumed in the fire, the first person who comes to the door or passes by it is the offending magician. Mother Carke completed these lonely rites at dead of night. It was a dark night, with the glimmer of the stars only, and a melancholy night-wind was soughing through the scattered woods that spread around. After a long and dead silence, there came a heavy thump at the door, and a deep voice called her by name. She was startled, for she expected no man's voice; and peeping from the window, she saw, in the dim light, a coach and four horses, with gold-laced footmen, and coachman in wig and cocked hat, turned out as if for a state occasion. She unbarred the door; and a tall gentleman, dressed in black, waiting at the threshold, entreated her, as the only sage femme within reach, to come in the coach and attend Lady Lairdale, who was about to give birth to a baby, promising her handsome payment. Lady Lairdale! She had never heard of her. "How far away is it?" "Twelve miles on the old road to Golden Friars." Her avarice is roused, and she steps into the coach. The footman claps-to the door; the glass jingles with the sound of a laugh. The tall dark-faced gentleman in black is seated opposite; they are driving at a furious pace; they have turned out of the road into a narrower one, dark with thicker and loftier forest than she was accustomed to. She grows anxious; for she knows every road and by-path in the country round, and she has never seen this one. He encourages her. The moon has risen above the edge of the horizon, and she sees a noble old castle. Its summit of tower, watchtower and battlement, glimmers faintly in the moonlight. This is their destination. She feels on a sudden all but overpowered by sleep; but although she nods, she is quite conscious of the continued motion, which has become even rougher. She makes an effort, and rouses herself. What has become of the coach, the castle, the servants? Nothing but the strange forest remains the same. She is jolting along on a rude hurdle, seated on rushes, and a tall, big-boned man, in rags, sits in front, kicking with his heel the ill-favoured beast that pulls them along, every bone of which sticks out, and holding the halter which serves for reins. They stop at the door of a miserable building of loose stone, with a thatch so sunk and rotten, that the roof-tree and couples protrude in crooked corners, like the bones of the wretched horse, with enormous head and ears, that dragged them to the door. The long gaunt man gets down, his sinister face grimed like his hands. It was the same grimy giant who had accosted her on the lonely road near Deadman's Grike. But she feels that she "must go through with it" now, and she follows him into the house. Two rushlights were burning in the large and miserable room, and on a coarse ragged bed lay a woman groaning piteously. "That's Lady Lairdale," says the gaunt dark man, who then began to stride up and down the room rolling his head, stamping furiously, and thumping one hand on the palm of the other, and talking and laughing in the corners, where there was no one visible to hear or to answer. Old Mall Carke recognized in the faded half-starved creature who lay on the bed, as dark now and grimy as the man, and looking as if she had never in her life washed hands or face, the once blithe and pretty Laura Lew. The hideous being who was her mate continued in the same odd fluctuations of fury, grief, and merriment; and whenever she uttered a groan, he parodied it with another, as Mother Carke thought, in saturnine derision. At length he strode into another room, and banged the door after him. In due time the poor woman's pains were over, and a daughter was born. Such an imp! with long pointed ears, flat nose, and enormous restless eyes and mouth. It instantly began to yell and talk in some unknown language, at the noise of which the father looked into the room, and told the sage femme that she should not go unrewarded. The sick woman seized the moment of his absence to say in the ear of Mall Carke: "If ye had not been at ill work tonight, he could not hev fetched ye. Tak no more now than your rightful fee, or he'll keep ye here." At this moment he returned with a bag of gold and silver coins, which he emptied on the table, and told her to help herself. She took four shillings, which was her primitive fee, neither more nor less; and all his urgency could not prevail with her to take a farthing more. He looked so terrible at her refusal, that she rushed out of the house. He ran after her. "You'll take your money with you," he roared, snatching up the bag, still half full, and flung it after her. It lighted on her shoulder; and partly from the blow, partly from terror, she fell to the ground; and when she came to herself, it was morning, and she was lying across her own door-stone. It is said that she never more told fortune or practised spell. And though all that happened sixty years ago and more, Laura Silver Bell, wise folk think, is still living, and will so continue till the day of doom among the fairies.

First time ko nag-commute mag-isa kanina around Manila, I applied for a job. Probinsyana ako kaya wala akong ka-idea idea sa Manila. Manilenyo naman yung boyfriend ko kaya pag napupunta ako ng Manila siya lagi kasama ko pero kanina ako lang kasi mag-isa. Then kanina nag-ask ako sa kanya via message kung paano ba puntahan yung pupuntahan ko since kabisado niya Manila so I sent him my location. Malayo pa raw ako and kinwestyon niya ako bakit dun ako napunta habang natatawa pa, sabi niya hindi naman daw ako dapat nandun kaya bumalik daw ako dun sa binabaan ko at maglakad nang pagkahaba-haba. Nainis ako nung time na yun kasi it's like parang kabisado ko na yung Manila para sa kanya then imbis maawa, natawa pa siya lol. Parang nakaka-offend lang. After nun hindi ko na siya pinansin and finigure out ko na lang mag-isa kung paano ako makapunta dun, hindi siya madali kasi first timer ako. Lakasan lang talaga ng loob. Hanggang ngayon di ko siya pinapansin dahil sa sobrang inis ko and nagtataka siya kung bakit. Tama lang ba na ganun naging reaksyon ko? Abyg kung nainis ako sa ginawa niya?

Sa panaginip ko may babaeng nagbigti dito sa kwarto ko. Unang reaksyon ko pagkita ko sa kanya, "tangina, inunahan pa ko gumamit ng rope ko". Takang taka rin ako kung paano siya nakapasok dito sa kwarto tapos takot na takot ako kaya hanggang paa lang muna nakita ko.
Bale gumapang ako palabas ng kwarto kasi nashock talaga ako sa nakita ko. Nung nakalabas na ko ng kwarto, biglang nateleport ako pabalik sa kama ko. Gumapang na naman ako palabas at ganon uli ang nangyari.
Nung pangatlong try ko na lumabas, tiningnan ko na yung itsura nung nakabigti. Kamukha ko siya, hindi ko alam kung ako ba siya o hindi basta kamukha ko. Para na akong nakasleep paralysis nung time na yan.
Parang ginising ako ng panaginip ko, pinamukha sakin na hindi ko gugustuhin na ganun ako madatnan ng pamilya ko, at duwag rin naman ata talaga ako na gawin yun, maliban na lang pag naging clouded na naman yung thoughts ko.
Sana maging better na pakiramdam nating lahat :)

I'm a janitor sa isang mall dito sa probinsya namin, maliit lang sya at di maiiwasan makakita ng mga dating kaklase o kakilala. Tuwing may nakikita akong kakilala kahit small talk lang, di ko maiwasan makaramdam ng panliliit sa sarili kasi ito lang ako. Samantalang sila, may mga naabot na, graduate na, may kotse, may bahay. Ipagmamayabang at ipapamukha sayo na may mga naabot na sila. "Sabi mo dati gusto mo maging engineer" Kaya pag may nakikita na akong kakilala sa malayo palang iiwas na ako hanggat maaari.
Pero kanina di ko naiwasan yung kaklase ko dati noong hs, babae, di kami gaanong close kasi naalala ko nagtransfer sya nung 4th yr na kami, kasi nabubully. Kinamusta nya ako: (non verbatim)
Sya: uy hello my name musta?
Ako: ito ayos lang janitor lang *tawa
Sya: uy ano ka ba!! ang mahalaga marangal na trabaho, pero okay ba naman bayad sayo dito? hindi below minimum? may benefits ka? etc
Pero ang kinaibahan sa tono nya, concerned, di katulad ng mga iba na tonong pinagtatawanan ka at minamaliit. Kinamusta ko din sya, napag-alaman kong mag aabogado pala sya, 3rd year na sa isang top law school sa Maynila, San Beda. Nagtatrabaho habang nag-aaral. Wow. Kaya pala ganun mga tanong hahahahaha inaalam na kung nakukuha ko ba ang karapatan ko na nasa batas.
Nagkwentuhan saglit kasi break ko naman at nabanggit ko sakanya na balak ko makipagsapalaran sa korea, sa pabrika. Reaksyon nya? Natuwa, naexcite para sakin, kasi dream country nya daw yun. Ginoodluck ako at sinabihan na mag ingat. Nagulat din ako nung tinanong nya ako ng "can I pray for you, short lang ito! promise" at pinagdasal nya nga ako on the spot.
Oa pero pinigilan ko lang umiyak sa harap nya, kasi ramdam na ramdam ko sincerity nya kung gaano kagenuine. Pinagdasal nya na makuha ko lahat ng gusto ng puso ko, na ingatan ako sa korea, na tumatag pa loob ko.
Pagkatapos nun ang huling bilin nya: "pag may pagkakataon ka, ituloy mo magcollege ah? Kung kaya mo, wag mo iisipin edad mo! kasi may sari sarili naman tayong pace. Kahit mabagal, kahit paunti unti, basta may matapos ka. Iba pa rin kasi yung nakatapos, parang may safety net ka"
Kaya pagkauwi ko ng bahay nag inom ako konti at umiyak sa mama ko hahahahaha kwinento ko lahat ng nangyari. Wala gaya kasi ng nasa title first time ko di mamaliit.
TW//
Pero ang nakakaiyak pa naalala ko kung pano sya nabully dati, wala syang mga kaibigan, masyadong mabait kaya naabuso. Nung nawala papa nya sobrang bumagsak mga grades nya, yan din simula syang mabully, kaya nung 3rd yr kami nabalitaan nalang namin na nag attempt sya. Kakabilib lang na sa lahat ng pinagdaanan nya, napanatili nyang mabuti puso nya. Magiging mabuti syang abogado.
Kung sakaling mabasa mo ito, salamat sayo! Pinalakas mo loob ko.