Enchanting in their spirituality, snakes are considered mysterious, wise, grand, enigmatic, sexy and romantic. People born in the Vietnamese horoscope years 1965, 1977, 1989, 2001, 2013, 2025, snakes have the enigmatic gift of enchantment through hypnotism. The Vietnamese zodiac snake are capable of stopping people on their tracks, halting wars, and bringing things to a standstill; thereby, promulgating peace. A snake’s skin is cold and slippery; however, do not let appearances fool you — as soon as the music is on, the Snake person is turned into a sensual being moving to ensnare and beguile. Career DestinyA love for music is one of their predominant characteristics. People born under this Vietnamese zodiac sign have the power to evoke deep emotion and affect people in ways that are just awe inspiring. This penchant to captivate does not work only to the advantage of the snake, but also for the general population. It is good for a snake to be on a stage; away from people where their gifts and charms can be better enjoyed without the danger. The snake was not given upon the earth to toil and labor, or to merely be a source of entertainment. They are here to keep things in check. To bring repercussions to those who do not make use of themselves. Snakes do not tolerate parasitic people. Which brings us to another perfect occupation — snakes have the ability to mesmerize people. A politician, diplomat, and ambassador must have the quality a snake possesses, in order to be effective; that’s why snakes are the best for these jobs.
Money, Money, Money
The snake’s ability to analyze complex situations with speed and accuracy, coupled with their enviable resolve to find the best solutions, make a snake valuable to any organization or entity. This ability gives great advantage to the snake’s wallet and bank account. Unlike most of us, people born under the snake zodiac sign rarely have money problems.
A snake person loves to work independently, because then they are in better control of a situation; they do not like being held back by another person. Snakes are keen on learning and improving themselves. Possession of a sharp memory makes their tasks pieces of cake.
Face On, Face Off
Snakes love to reinvent themselves. They pride in themselves for their ability to change at will. This quality is believed to be so because in ancient times snakes were worshipped and revered.
Blessed with elegance and inherent beauty physically (and some from within) snakes love to associate with equally intelligent people. They do not bother with trivialities and foolishness. A snake is always elegant and graceful; striking yet mysterious.
According to the Vietnamese horoscope, the snake is the ultimate symbol of evil. Therefore, it is essential to keep them in check. Never ever over-compliment a snake to the point of worship or they can turn on you. They give good advice but be careful of words that dig deep or they will hurt. They can spit venom through words.
Final Thoughts
Snakes are selective and careful in choosing the people they love and care for. The snake usually thinks of his or her choices before letting the heart get in the way. Elegance, manners and good breeding are a must-have if a person wants to catch the interest of a Vietnamese zodiac snake.
Snakes always clash with the monkey because they tend to be rowdy. They also do not mesh well with the pig and the tiger. A dog and snake combination is doable, but can still be a little tense.
A snake is better when he or she is allied in love with a rooster; they are very compatible. The snake is also compatible with the Ox, but for a female born under the Snake year it is better to find a Dragon person because only the dragon can overcome and tame the snake.
I love this song obviously because of it's title. I love hearing my name. I feel like it's really written for me (the spelling of Jamie is different from mine, but it's ok, it's still Jaemie/Jamie, whatever you spell that). :) I'm so happy I have my darling love to sing this for me, sounds really sweet.. :3
The first part of the song says it! I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad!
Little do I know about you,
mysterious friend... I know its you.
Days swept so fast, days become years,
until I found myself counting my tears.
Pain and misery of my heart will soon mend,
but going back for me is hard to understand.
A different love that never lasted,
and now we're back from where we've started.
Yesterday, I saw you standing there,
Gloomy.. in the sky you stared.
Instead of talking, you walked astray,
deeply wounded, I hate that day!
Slowly, you and our memories fade,
shadow covering the happy thoughts I've made.
My feelings concealed with so much stealth,
It took me 3 months to finally feel the guilt.
The day I first saw you was just an ordinary day. I didn’t even care to know and introduce myself.. Everything seemed to be going fine, I’ve got my own business going, and you’re busy doing your own thing.. But I never thought it would be much better knowing you.
We were both victims of yesterdays dream turned into nightmare, our souls and hearts are young but wounded..
From then on..
I want to know what makes you lonely so that I can make you happy. I want to look into your eyes to see what you see.. I wish I can take those anxiety of yours so that I can make you smile.. a smile that comes from the heart, and not an ostentation to conceal what is inside.. The impairment of your heart will be my despair, to see you cry is a grudge I wish I can bear. I want to unlock the secrets so that you can be free of telling it to me, I wish all the pain will vanish in just a count of three.. To you these words are just my expression, but to me it’s a spell to take away all your depression.. So I wish it all ends tonight, I wish your rancor ends as I hug you tight..
I can see how haunted you are by your past.. let me help you, I want to help you.. reach out so that you won’t drown yourself from your own puddle of misery.
I cant say for sure, but I’ll try my best to make you happy, It’s difficult for me to say something definite about the future because it may turn out to be false, and I don’t want to disappoint you.. “Promise” it is a word I can no longer trust.. So forgive me if I cant promise you anything.. All I wanted you to know is that, I’ll be here for you no matter what.
Cry if you want to, I’ll wipe your tears.. Scream and shout if that’s what you need, I’ll just have to sit, pray and wait for you to be completely healed.
And if in the end I am not the one you really need, I’ll accept it and watch you smiling.. at least I can finally see that smile, that genuine smile I long to see.. For me being part of the reasons why you gained back happiness is enough to be happy..
Like always.. the sun didn’t even showed up, it’s cloudy, and I’m used to it.. It’s always raining here, if not, the sky seemed to be so dark as if it wants to cry. I even asked myself, does the sun really exist? If yes, then where is it now? I’m not tired of waiting, because I am very hopeful that one day the sun’s warm embrace will finally touch my skin, and it will melt my sleeping and frozen heart. No one told me that the sun’s presence will give warmth and comfort, it was all my imagination and expectation, it was just my dream.. that it will give me the opposite of what is present, I want to witness its true beauty, and I’ll keep on believing that soon I’ll see it..
Yes it is always raining here, I’m used to it, maybe that’s one reason why I’ve learned to love it also, to appreciate it’s sorrowful and mysterious beauty that represents half of my whole personality.
The contradicting effect of both the sun and the rain has left me weary and confused. What will I choose? what do I love the most? what do I prefer? warm or cold? The dark side or the bright side? I long to see the sun, but I’ll miss the rain who’s been always here.. I need to decide to which I should let go.. it’s one way or another, if I choose.. It must be the final answer, I must not feel any regrets after picking one.. The sun or the rain?
We are just humans, we get tired every time we wait, we tend to cry whenever we are sad.. We become impatient when temper is boiling. We often try to hide and keep our problems on our own so that others won’t see how weak we are inside.
These are few facts about us.
These are some initial actions or response of
human when they are battling with their own self ——- silent conflict. We
fight against our mind, our thoughts, our hearts, our conscience, our problems, miseries, and anxieties.. everything! Everything against those things that makes our mind go crazy thinking of it, our hearts tired of dealing with it, and our eyes swell for crying for it.
Each of us has its own problems to face everyday. It’s a test to measure the faith you have in God. A challenge to see how far you can go in this race. And a tournament wherein you should be the last one standing, and your hang-ups… Down! Defeated!
Remember, the sun is always there, it never fails
to remind us to have hope whenever we are slowly losing it. Courage to face another day with our problem(s) if we are not successful in solving and defeating it that day. Patience in dealing with it every step of the way to success and happiness, and determination to live life at its best.
Don’t let those problems be a hinder in keeping yourself happy. Find a reason, an inspiration. Search for something or someone who can make you feel that problems are just problems and it’s nothing over you. Learn how to smile, not to fool yourself or anybody but learn to smile to reverse your feelings. It doesn’t mean you are faking, it doesn’t mean that you’re running over, but it’s a way of conditioning yourself positively. Don’t
let it swallow you whole, don’t let it damage your character, don’t let it
corrupt your life. Because life is unfair, but we still must go on.. Have
faith, keep that hope inside your heart and you will see how powerful are we in taking over our emotions.
We are just humans. True. Yet we are to choose
which way to go, to stay that way.. or to move along and sway with life’s
little surprises..
A room filled with yellow lights is in front of me, the lights doesn’t give any reason for that room to be pleasant at all.. A sudden palpitation in my heart I have felt as I entered the room.. I’ve been here, the familiarity in this place is still playing in my head, but it’s different now.. Even the bunch of flowers doesn’t make sense, it cannot change the situation. Some dried petals are on the floor, its scent is not that sweet to smell anymore. As the candle burns up, the melted wax drips down.. Ah life! It always finds its way to end.. No matter how we struggle. It’s a race to the finish line whether you have raced well to go first and get the prize to be in heaven.
I hate the smell of formalin that lingers inside the room, I don’t like to see the coffin in front of me, it gives me goosebumps.. the silence is all over the place, and the situation gives me an open door to reality.
It was my grandfather lying inside the casket.. peacefully sleeping. I took a deep breath before glancing at him.. Then I told myself I’ll never gonna see his smile again, he’s forever gone, only the memory remains.. I haven’t seen him for a long time, and now I see him before me, lifeless! The fact that I know that he can no longer be with us in physical aspect makes me feel sad.. But I also know it was just his body who’s dead, and his presence will always be around.. He’s happy now, I assume. Right now he’s the one looking at me from heaven..
When he was still alive, he’s been through a lot of pain (physical and emotional), as an old man.. He seems to be tired of all the sufferings. So God gave an end to it. He had enough to still go through that pain. I think he’s smiling now, in heaven I know there’s no more pain felt, hunger, discontentment, anger, envy, and selfishness.. and that place is best fitted to him.. he deserves to be in that place, with God.
After what happened, I find time to reflect about some things in life. Life is not permanent, so live it well! We are all made to live and to die, that’s us.. Mortals! After all, we are all going to die, the only difference is the time.. and the only question is “How?”
“Death can be life when life is death, its agony is sweet if you receive it with love!” Death in this world cold mean new life when your worldly life is already on its edge. When mortality ends, immortality begins in life after death! Dying could be sweet if you accept it whole heartedly. The thing is.. we are afraid facing end.. and we’re very much preoccupied in doing materialistic and worldly things.. We savor our best days here on earth. And we forget to thank the one who gave us life, the one who gave his own life for our own salvation..
Treat everyone with respect, because you’ll never know.. Don’t act as if you own your life, God entrusted us our life to use it in his ways.. in his Godly ways.. try not to be too materialistic, ‘coz in the end you’ll end up with nothing but just your cold body dressed inside your fully furnished coffin.
Death is an evidence of equality, whether you’re rich or poor, strong or weak, beautiful or ugly, intellectual or uncivilized.. still you’ll be buried 6 ft. under the ground.. we are all going to be judged in the forth coming inextremis.. now, are we ready?
maybe after reading this.. you’ll say.. “who’s this fool talking about life?!”
well.. I dont even know.. I just let my emotions do the talking.. Ah life! ;p
“Who am I?” I never asked this question before, I’m like a stranger to my own self. I’m real, not an illusion. But the feeling is opposite it’s as if I’m just an illusion to somebody. “Hey I’m
here..” I spoke.. “I’m here..” Nobody really cared except for the people whom I have blood connection.. MY FAMILY.
As human, I seek for more.. Unsatisfied with the things given to me.. I’m hungry, thirsty of what is not present.. So I search, but the truth is I really don’t know what am I looking for.. I look for something I don’t know, is it possible? They (my family) satisfy me, they feed me of what I asks, but as they continue.. The more I hunger.. The more I suck their power.. Parasite. Maybe that’s me to my family. I penetrate in their lives, occupying vast space in their life! They spend time to take care of a leech! I stick on to them because I’m weak.. I still depend to them, I’m miserable without them.. Yes. I’m weak.
Though ashamed of admitting this fact, I’ll face myself in the mirror and see the parasitic being living and say… “I’ll change for the better!” I want it badly! I always pray for that, I just don’t know how and where to start..
I cogitate something about myself..
Then I found out that I’m selfish! I’m really a parasite manifesting on earth!
Waaah… It’s undeniable!
As days pass, my life has become a routine, same things are done everyday. I seek for self improvement, but decadence is what I see in the end.. Maybe I’m just being too negative, blind to consider some positive things about me.. Is it because I
crave for improvement and change that’s why I overlook my blessings..?
Uncountable times I have been in this situation.. I hear my parents scolding me, the words uttered are degrading and
offensive. As a teenager, I have my own reasons why I did some things. Rebellious that’s what they call it.. I was hurt, I’m too sensitive that’s why it hurts (the truth sometimes hurts). They motivate me to change by saying things they don’t like about me.. I lock myself in my room. I contemplate. My heart hardens as anger swallows me.. I can still hear them outside but I don’t
listen, I don’t bother, I pretend to be deaf.. I reject everything they say in that moment. On the other side, I know they love me.. That’s the main reason why they are doing such things.
The devil and my angel are talking to me as I spend time alone in my room.. The one with tail whispers.. “Answer back
to them, and prove them wrong!” ..and because of ecstatic vexation, I did what the devil said.. My feelings exploded with tears falling upon reasoning out to
them.. I felt a certain fulfillment inside my heart, I felt good.. Why did I have that kind of feeling..? I have defended myself at last! But it’s unacceptable, I know, and I fail to obey one of the rules in the bible.. In that certain scene, I’m evil! A monster is living inside my body, an ogre who have always been committed in doing wrong things.. Perfectly imperfect!
It takes a lot of courage admitting mistakes. I’m human, vulnerable in committing sins, unable to be a perfect
daughter even if I tried to be.. “How can I be perfect?” the answer is simply. “I cannot, it’s impossible!” … I remember what mama told me, that I don’t need to be perfect just to please them, all I have to do is to obey them and in her own eyes I will be perfect.. it’s the angels turn to talk, whispering words of God, anger subsides and I become calm. Silence occupies my
soul, and my tears dries.. I’m not suppose to act the way I did awhile ago, I have no right to do that to my parents.. In any way I could express my anger it is not proper to answer back to them.. Conscience is now bothering me.. Yes. I have conscience. But it was always hard for me saying apologies though it was my fault.. So I kept silent in one corner, again, I contemplate.
I’m in between.. I can already discern right from wrong but sometimes evil is so powerful and they’re pushing me to do
wrong and mundane things! I’m divided into two, a battle within my own self is happening right now.. I find no enemy but my reflection, It was me.. I’m fighting to be free of sin and shame..
Through my imperfections, I knew how much they love me.. From the very moment they knew I exist they have already
loved me.. But at that time, my memory is not enough to remember all the affection they have shown.. Back then I know I gave happiness to them, as a gift of God, a blessing.. I grew up, and now I’m here.. Am I still a blessing?
Up to what certain point Am I still be considered as a blessing?
I need not to remember the way they took care of me when I was still innocent, being here is enough reason to
realize how much they love me.. they love me for who I am.. To them I am not a stranger, I am not just someone! I need not to pretend. I am not worried of rejection because I believe it won’t happen.. Here in our home I am felt, loved, secured and precious.. They have always made me feel important and
special. Here, I am not an illusion!
I appreciate the importance of
family.. And I do thank God for sending me to the right home, a home full of love and guidance.. To my parents who first taught me to love God, and to respect other people around me.. To be humble, to be merciful, to be simple, to forgive, to give and to believe that there is always hope.. To have faith, and
to trust in my own capabilities.. To appreciate every little or big things that comes into my life. They are my first teachers, they have taught me more than any other professors could teach.. they are my best friend, the best companion I could ever have. I float in the midst of the abyss of their overflowing
passion for loving me.. How can I repay..?
In the long run of growing up, I have
met a lot of people, and got the chance to know them and be one of their friends.. And I didn’t noticed that somehow I have adopted some of their attitudes, whether it’s negative or
positive.. I can’t blame anyone for some changes that happened within me, it was always up to me.. In this life, we always have a choice.
At the end of the day, this place is where I go. Home is where I find true solace.. And I chose to stay the way I am, I mean.. I choose to be me, and not somebody else.. I choose to be real!
I give my full gratitude to my parents for giving me an identity.. ;p Also to my brother whose been very protective. The three of you are my first ever best barkada.. Everyone may lose grip of me, but the exemption is always you.. And I thank you for everything.. As in
everything! ;p
I think time is passing by just like always.. that’s because I’m always trying to relate the way I felt then with the way I feel now.. And it took so much time to see how different I have become because of the things that had happened. I’m tougher, and happier with myself now, which makes me feel that somehow I need to thank those people in my past who have hurt me. They took a big part to act as a challenge to change myself into a better person. and from that, it is very true.. Everything happens for a reason..
I always try to define every sentiment I am into. How happy and content I am with my life and how throbbing and crucial some of my experiences could be.. I can find words that are close to my feelings, but words are only words. My feelings are still quite different and it’s so hard to define, sometimes the only way I could express it is to shed some tears, smile, laugh or to stay quiet.. The negativity of this world has made me appreciate the other side, the other part of life and of me.. And it made me understand myself more and not to limit myself doing things I want to pursue..
We only have one shot to live, so I told myself not to focus on one target. And to forget the things I need to disregard. It’s actually hard not to remember, but this is life.. We are moving forward.
The past had taught me something that I will always keep, and that is to love and take life as it is.. Sometimes we waste time thinking of the things we should have done yesterday, it may be significant, but it’s no longer important.. We need to let go for us to have a space to grow.. we cannot push ourselves into something that’s not meant to be, God has plans.. Maybe it’s about time to continue, to turn the page into a new chapter, because a new story is about to begin..
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