THE SADDEST EXPERIENCE IN MY LIFE...THEN I CRY....

 

I just cry inside my room

when I am treated indifferently,

when I feel the sky has fallen,

when I feel I'm alone,

and no one has sided on me! 

 

THE SADDEST EXPERIENCE IN MY LIFE

IS NOT THE TIME WHEN I LOST ANDREO,

IS NOT THE TIME WHEN I LOST MY MOM,

IS NOT THE TIME WHEN I LOST MY BROTHER BERN,

THOUGH I CRIED A LOT WHEN HE PASSED AWAY,

IN FACT, THIS PICTURE WAS TAKEN AFTER 

MY ONLINE CLASSES

ON JULY 29TH, 2011

 11 MONTHS AFTER THE DEATH OF MY BROTHER BERN....

THE SADDEST EXPERIENCE IN MY LIFE IS

when I'm treated like a shit,

when I'm treated like a beggar,

when I'm treated like a slave,

when I'm treated as the foolish,

when I'm treated as the most stupid,

when I'm treated as a trash,

when I'm treated as ''nothing''!

And the worst thing here is,

those people who are inferior than me,

always do all these things to me !

Those people who are superior than me,

treat me like,

I am more than who they are.

So I feel sooooooooooooooooooooo sad.

Then I cry.

I'm crying now!

WRITING IS MY ONLY WAY OUT!

http://wazzup-prettyjean.blogspot.com/2012/03/no-heart-for-evil-people.html

Meaning of ''BLACK'' in my dream.

"To dream of black means sorrow, disagreement, unknown, mystery, fear, evil, death, ill luck, mourning and unhappiness. It also represents your stubbornness. It means you are feeling sad in the real world. To dream of the color black means is a symbol of sin, evil, death, famine, blindness, and hiding from the light."

http://prettyjean.blogspot.com/2012/03/woman-in-black-in-my-dream.html 

MY DREAM IS REAL. IT'S HAPPENING!
GOOSE BUMPS! 

REASONS WHY I DISLIKE THE PHILIPPINES.............

http://channelfix.com/video/174/

The above link shows the reasons why an expat from America, Jimmy, dislikes the Philippines. I'm not offended, Jimmy. You just told the truth, and truth hurts.

 Philippines is my native land. It is ONE of the TWO reasons why I stay here. The second one is that my family lives here, so I need to be here.

But if I could only choose a native land, I would like to be borne in Australia or New Zealand or in France or in Italy. Destiny did not favor me. So I was born in the Philippines.

Things that I don't like about the Philippines are as follows:
1. corrupt government
2. corrupt officials
3. mind your own business attitude...NO CONCERN ABOUT OTHERS...have concern about himself/herself/themselves
4. Filipinos have warm heart and are hospitable because they want to get some favor from you.
5. close family ties is only read, seen, and observed in the book...NOT in reality...there is always a story of sibling rivalry and betrayal.
6. most Filipinos are traitors...they will sell you for a hundred bucks
7. noise pollution
8. water pollution
9. air pollution
10 favorite by calamities
11. the dirtiest country
12. the poorest country
13. lazy people
14. not safe .... even in your own house, you will be killed...
15. too many burglars
16. too many gangs..especially the Muslim gangs who love killing people...a kind of massacre...
17. lawmakers are lawbreakers
18. the most polluted country
19. young people are disrespectful
20. educational system doesn't have any quality at all due to corruption
21. very expensive vegetables...even local vegetables are very expensive
22. no available jobs
23. many are unemployed
24. many are hooked to drugs...drug users or drug pushers
25. no future for the children
26. it's NOT the Philippines worth dying for ....as what Dr. Jose Rizal said....
27. government doesn't care about its people and citizens
28. more women work while men stay home
29. Filipinos value vices
30. too many idols to worship and adore...
31. heavy traffic...
32. lots of road accidents...
33. driving isn't safe....Filipino drivers don't follow traffic laws
34. lots of fake products in the market
35. lots of street people and children...they live and sleep on the streets...

THE FIFTH PREMONITION I SAW IN DECEMBER 2011....

FIRST SCENE:
I was interviewing a boy who was 17 years old who just survived a storm of life. He was asking for an assistance from me. But it wasn't clear what kind of assistance he was asking from me. I saw people around me, but their faces were blurred. The face of the boy wasn't clear either. I just recognized he was a boy because he was wearing pants. But these days, boys and girls both wear pants. So the gender of this person in my dream is vague.


SECOND SCENE:

My sister, Novielyn Padua Ayende, together with her daughter, Havielyn Magsino, came to my place. They passed by the area or maybe door where I was working and interviewing others. It's not clear whether it's the place where I am right now. The definite thing there was the face of Novy. She was making fun of herself. She looked at my face. She looked so friendly. She just smiled and acted like when she was a baby. 

Havy Magsino was also friendly. They both were smiling. Havy greeted me and asked permission to bring my Cedie. Because I was very busy, I said ''yes''. Then my sister and niece went out with Cedie. I told them to take care of my pet.

After a while they came back without my Cedie. I asked them where my Cedie was. Instead of giving me a response, they shook their bodies as if they were dancing and teasing me while saying that they had eaten my pet.

I saw these people with different faces, different motives, and different desires from what they were saying. Their actions and gestures were different from their words.

NOTE:
Due to my very busy schedule that started in December 2011 and ended on March 5th, 2012 and because of my weak body which always get sick whenever I get exhausted and tired, I wasn't able to publish and post this. This 5th premonition of mine already happened. AT THIS MOMENT, we don't know the whereabouts of my sister Novy and her daughter Havie Magsino. SHE ALSO SPENT ALL HER MONEY IN LESS THAN A MONTH just like the Filipino who won the 14M pesos which were spent only for 3 months.

Novy promised me to fix our house in Luzon Ave., Quezon City, Philippines, which supposed to be in my name since I was the one who funded it, though my brothers Bernard and Arthur also helped to build that house, but I spent more than them. I gave my everything to my family just to build that house. But it was given by my mom to our youngest sister, Novy, when she was still alive saying that our youngest sister would be pitiful if she would die.

The house is still left unattended to this date, March 16th, 2012 though it was given to her in 1990s. Our mom died in 2000. And our sister Novy doesn't show any importance to our efforts, time, and money we spent on building that house. She doesn't have values. What she loves is roaming around like nomads and playing around. She and her daughter, Havy, are wanderers.