Gratitude

Sabi nga ng isang kaibigan ko habang naglalakad kami sa initan, "Paano mo nga naman maa-appreciate yung lilim ng punong yan (sabay turo sa puno ng acacia) kung hindi ka muna mabibilad sa init ng araw?"

Pagdating sa lilim sabi naman niya ay, "O di ngayon nagpapasalamat tayo dahil may lilim."

Oo nga naman, di ba?

Comments

  1. Matikas Z. SantosApril 14, 2009 at 3:35 PM

    tama. dapat mahalin ang mga puno. =D

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  2. red pasetesApril 14, 2009 at 4:37 PM

    ayus!

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  3. gianne carlaApril 14, 2009 at 7:06 PM

    ang babaw kung iisipin pero pare... ang deep nun! DEEEEEEEPPP!!!

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  4. red pasetesApril 14, 2009 at 7:09 PM

    di na nga halos maarok ng aking balintataw eh. haha.

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  5. ria lioanagApril 14, 2009 at 10:57 PM

    ang lalim. haha. see you on sunday? i hope! :)

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  6. gianne carlaApril 14, 2009 at 11:01 PM

    teka bago yun sa kin ah!! ano ang balintataw!!??

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  7. aiden antonioApril 14, 2009 at 11:16 PM

    lalim ahhh...

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  8. red pasetesApril 15, 2009 at 10:41 AM

    ri: ayusin lang natin yung details at kung sino driver. kasi sa ngayon mejo iffy. hehe.

    car: balintataw - mind or thoughts. hehe.

    ginge: alam mo kung kanino galing yan? kay sumay. hehe.

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  9. detdet quirante-mendozaApril 15, 2009 at 11:26 AM

    totally! :)

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  10. Carmie CarpioApril 15, 2009 at 12:12 PM

    i suggest gumawa ka ng account sa www.gratitudelog.com , para mas masaya, hehe. ;)

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  11. red pasetesApril 15, 2009 at 6:03 PM

    may ganon? sige, check ko. :)

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