Red Roses

Wow! I was surprised yesterday. I received 4 red roses.
After 4 long years, finally I received a new set.
I can't believe, that the "kilig" feeling is still there.
The feeling of being special. And ofcourse the notion that someone made me special.
I' ve been excited to know from whom were those cute roses, Coz I was not around when they were delivered. According to my officemate, it was from a guy from X company which is 2 buildings away from ours.

Hahaha. As I entered the room, my girl buddies including the bosses are teasing me.
They were even arguing why 4 roses? One of the boss said it meant "I love you !"(the exclamation being the 4th rose) They gave several comments and meanings for those roses...really funny but still overwhelming. Just the thougth that someone gave me flowers! (kilig)

Well, when my officemate reveal the name of the sender. The rest cheered for me. And one of my bosses said "Sleeping with the enemy ha?". Then we all laughed. Hahaha. The guy was from our competitor who I met in one of the HP trainings I attended.

Well...basically it was not the roses that I've been waiting for.
I have this "mystery admirer" hiding in the name of "Troll". He is religiously tagging here on my blog. Two nights ago (Nov. 22), he chat with me. We had few conversation that leads to promising that he will then reveal himself to me with matching flowers.

I know the fact that it won't happen but still, I waited. Hahaha. (Asa pa!)
I even mistook the guy who sent me flowers as Troll. But the truth was this mystery guy still remains a mystery to me.

Knowing this, my closest office buddies said "Ang haba ng hair ng lola ko!!! Ang daming admirers. Tatlo-tatlo pa!"

Anyways, receiving flowers made me feel special. I hope it will not take years for me to get the next batch of roses.

Ciao for now! :P

MYMP...BEST!

All the while, i thought i won't be able to write something light and at Happy Tone.

STOP! enough of this Bloggadrama i must say.

Good thing, i was able to see TinTin's YM Status that day (Nov. 15). It was a sudden idea. Have no regrets on my decision for i had a grand time on the night of Nov. 18.

Though the show was one hour and a half late. It was compensated with the outstanding performances by Juris and Chin. Araneta was, i can say 90% occupied. The crowd enjoyed every song Juris and Chin sang.

"A little Bit" was the first single that brought MYMP to stardome. While "Waiting in Vain" was the first song they sang that night. The crowd went wild. Applause and cheers echoed within the walls of Araneta. Songs of artists like Madonna, Alanis Morisette, Michelle Branch and No Doubt. Songs of home grown talents like Nyoy Volante, Jimmy Bondoc, Paolo Santos and Rachelle Alejandro rocked the house.

As a short trivia, Did you know that it was Juris who first sang Darna's theme song, "Di ka nag-iisa". She was the demo voice but it was The Asia's Song Bird, Regine Velasquez, who sang it officially.

Well, Juris hit each note like no other artist can do it any better than her. She had serenade us all and captured our hearts. All heads vowed to this young Davaowenia. As proof, I managed to record songs that I liked most. Hihi (kilig pa rin).

South Border and Jano makes that night sizzle more. Had a good laugh when Jano entered the stage. There was a time there that i can't help but shed a tear when Juris sang "Because You Love Me" as her way of saying Thank You that MAKE her MAMA PROUD!

Over all, TWO THUMBS UP for Juris and Chin!

The repeat will take it's flight on Feb. 3, 2006. That's 3 months of waiting in vain. hehehe. As of Nov. 19, tickets are all set and ready. For those afraid of missing the next main event, you may proceed to the ticket outlets now. ;-)

Here are some pics...

Plus Tintin and I also had our moments:

Welcome Pink and Blue Geeks

I have lots of thoughts running on my mind.

Few seconds ago, two geeks were debating inside my not so-lively head, weather to reveal it or suppress it . As my blog's title says, Jhan Reveals, Pink Geek imparts that I should post whatever is running on my mind now. Blue Geek on the other hand says that I've been too glitzy. Almost transparent and blatant in my feelings that I've been drawing attentions from Anonymous souls who were religiously tagging comments on my board. (Pink an Blue Geeks…my two personalities..hehehe...wutta loony Jhan...or schizophrenic...hahaha)

Nwei, Blue and Pink are my favorite colors. That is why I entitled this post on these two colors. Two colors, contradicting yet still complementing each other. Representing the official colors of sexuality.

I really love "Blue". Eversince, my eyes are easily captivated of almost anything with the shade of blue, especially "Baby Blue". Just recently (when I turned 20 …hehehe), I find pink stuff cool as well. Showing Girl Power ei! Yey! [ clap! clap! ] Proof that I am Kikay nowadays..hehehe.

Now why am I writing all these stuff?

The answers are simple, (1) I just wanna add another post. hehehe (2) I really wanna share what I'm thinking and feeling tonight. (3) I guess, I am a blog buf now [Cheers!]

Actually, I don't want to use this as my e-diary. Posting all the nitty gritty details of how I spent my day. I need not tell where I went, what I've done, etc.

Nevertheless, If my blogger visitors and pals will notice my writing style, I'm still using metaphors here. Simply because I just want you guys to exercise those brains…hehehe. Nah, Still wanna cloak some of my futile sentiments in life. Enough of this "Bloggadrama"!!! [wink! wink!]

As regards, Blue Geek wins on this round. I will just let few of my behind the scene issues stay in peace.

Well, all I can say is, God and not Love, yes, God moves in mysterious ways.

He is never deaf or blind. He listens on our prayers….always. Seek and you will be Served, in his own time and in his own way.

Thank you for the letters Lord...touched ako...[ Aaawww! ]

Hate MySelf

Foolish Foolish! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! I hate myself today.
Why on earth did I loose self control on the matter?
Why of all the braveness I've shown, still at no good... I was caught unguarded.
The ball at my hands was stolen in just a quick spin of my opponent!
His sword struck me, deep, so deep that blood can't find it's way to drip down the dry land under my feet.

The mirror of transparency was waving triumphantly over me.
Revealing all the sadness, frustration and anger within.

I hate myself. Of all the reasons i have which I can't reveal at all.
Decided to conceal it as long as I can. Just like what top models do. Flaunting their assets and conceiling their flaws. The eye of the spy might take a peep. Then will have a good laugh at me once again. I hate him. How could he be so cruel on me.

I wanna scream! I wanna jump off the hill.

Can somebody catch me please?

There's One Flaw In Women

Sharing this to all the women i know. May we know OUR REAL WORTH.


By the time the Lord made woman, he had been working six days straight.
He was very tired. An angel appeared before Him and said, "Lord, why
are you spending so much time on this one?"

The Lord answered, "Have you seen the spec sheet on her? She has to be
water-proof, but not plastic or hard. She must have over 200 movable
parts, all replaceable and be able to run on diet Coke and leftovers.
She must have a lap that can hold at least four children at a time, a kiss
that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart and, she
must be able to talk on the telephone, cook, scold a child and pet the
dog all at the same time with only two hands."


The angel was astounded. "No way! Only two hands!" "Yes." The Lord
said. "And that's just the standard model."

"Lord, that is too much work for you. Wait until tomorrow. You can
finish up then."

"No!" The Lord protested. "I am too close to finishing this creation
that is so close to my heart. She can already heal herself and work 18
hours a day. I'm just about done."

The angel moved in for a closer look and touched the woman. "Lord,
you've made her so soft."

"Yes, she is soft," the Lord agreed. "But she is also tough! You have
no idea what she can do, endure or accomplish."
"Will she be able to think too?" the angel asked.

The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able
to pray, reason, mediate, negotiate and meditate."

The angel noticed something and reach out to touch the woman's cheek.
"Oops! You've put so much in her, she starting to leak Lord. I told
you you were putting to much in this one."

"That's not a leak. That's a tear."

"What's that for?" The angel inquired.
The Lord whispered, "Her tears are the way she will express her joy,
her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her
grief and her pride. It is a symbol of her heart."

The angel was impressed. "You are a genius Lord. You've thought of
everything. This woman you are making is truly amazing is she not?"

With all the pride of a brand new father the Lord said, "Oh yes she is!
Women have strengths that will amaze men. They bear hardships and
carry burdens, but will, at the same time hold happiness, love and joy.

They will smile when they want to scream. Sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for those they love and all that they believe in.
They stand up for injustice and remain seated in humility.
They will not take no for an answer when they know there is a better
way. They will go without so that their family, particularly the
children can have what they need. They will go to the doctor with a
frightened friend. They will go to court against a wayward husband.

They love unconditionally, often asking for and taking little in return.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends are
rewarded. They are happy to hear about a birth, knowing the
difficulties that may lie ahead.

They love weddings and might even help make the dress.
Some will cook and even bake. Their hearts break when someone dies
yet, they are strong when others may think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart and they will
offer them to anyone sho needs one. They come in all sizes, shapes and
colors. They can walk, run, fly, drive or e-mail to remind you that they
love you.

It is the heart of a woman that will keep the world turning and
things in order. They have the babies because men could never figure
out how to put so much in such a small space. Women bring hope and joy.
They birth compassion and ideals. They are the moral support that keeps
the family of humanity together. Woman have important things to say and
even more important things to do. They ask very little and offer all
they have - - that's their one flaw.


"What flaw?" asked the angel.
Sadly the Lord responded,

"They seem to always forget their worth."

What's My Blogging Personality?

Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate

You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger. You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause. You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you! A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Ei pal, how about you? What's your blogging personality? I wanna know too. :P

Cyrus Wonders If Time heal all wounds?

Time heal all wounds?

In my futile effort to mend my broken Heart, I've learned that Time does not heal all Wounds. It just makes the Pain matter less and less. Then one day you wake up and finally realize that the Pain no longer matters.

Pain is to looming what Life is to Fleeting.

You have your Crazy Moments, but it no longer matters.

You're scarred for as long as you care to imagine, but it no longer matters.

You will spend the rest of your Life masking the Pain, and pretending to be Happy.

Yes, you can have happy moments. But just like Moments are not meant to last, you will never be genuinely happy again after you've been left Broken.


It's a Sad Truth; in fact the saddest One.

A House is not a Home...My Heart will never be a Fortress of Solitude for myself, or it may never love as deeply as it used to. But it no longer matters

- By Tina Reyes

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Then Cyrus said

"Drama noh."

- cyweiser

Go With The Flow

For a couple of days, I let my thoughts wander and let my soul go with the flow. I Embraced each morning with a smile and bid each night serenely, hoping sweet dreams will visit me.

But it seems that i am a blog buff now. Missed my page and here i am, scribbling my thoughts with great agog. So much excitement that i don't know where to begin.

Well, I tried to accomplished tons of work and free up my mind before the long weekend but still at no good. :-(

I think I just have to enjoy each day and let my body rest.

Actually, there are so many thoughts I wanna put in writing. Feelings I wanna let go by blogging. But what for? Why? Who cares?

Kelly Clarkson's few lines of "Because of You" simply let listeners feel how cruel LOVE can be.

I cannot cry

Because I know that's weakness in your eyes

I'm forced to fake

A smile, a laugh everyday of my life.

My heart can't possibly break

When it wasn't even whole to start with.

I would rather let my thoughts on this matter rest in peace for a while than to spend each day or even each night pensively. I will be crude or immature to have prejudices without evident facts.

My puzzle of life has been askew. I can't put them in place as of the moment because some of its significant parts are missing. Where can it be? or better if the question is Who possibly have it? The quest is up for me to take.

For the meantime, I will simply let this quote from the movie "Hitch" guide me. Illuminate me as I take each step of my journey.

"Life is not the amount of breaths you take."

"It's the moments that take your breaths away."