baby, get your shine on, shine on!

Hi. 🙂

It’s Friday and tomorrow’s a holiday which means walang pasok. I’m quite alarmed with the growing number of pimples in my chin. Haha. Those late nights are not doing any help with my #OperationPaganda. LOL. Hindi ko naman planong magpaganda kasi I think I am a hopeless case. What I want is to not look haggard-ish on our District Assembly. But in any case, mukhang di ko ma-aachieve.


I stayed up late last night because some people are busy sharing bits of their lives with me. I think that’s one of the most therapeutic thing for me as of now – to have friends telling me about their lives and their everyday experiences. It’s like reading their journal or biography whatsoever. And my, I don’t expected them to be like that. Haha. But I won’t be telling you their stories either because that’s like letting your sister read your diary which is both irritating and awkward. Plus, the word diary itself is awkward. Hahaha. 

“Good people sometimes make bad decisions. But that doesn’t mean they’re bad people.”

Nabasa ko lang. And it does make sense. People make mistakes. Period. But how you try to put it right is what will matter in the end. Kaya natin ito, kaibigan na hindi ko pwedeng pangalanan. We (pila pips) always have your back. 🙂

“He looked at her like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.”

I sometimes wish for this. But not now. We’re all young! (and wild and free?, haha)

“And then one day, you’re name doesn’t make me smile anymore.”

Finally. Not you anymore. 

But of other people. 

~ About the title, I’m currently listening to Florida Georgia Line’s Get Your Shine On and that’s the only line that I can follow so..

P.S. Ang gulo at ang vague at ang abstract ng post kong ito. pasensya na, but that’s the way i wanted it to be. 🙂


Perfect But Not For Me


I went to a dinner with a friend one day,

She looked around I heard her say,

“There is a handsome guy across the way”

He had a smile like a morning sun

Lighting the skies when the morning comes..

Strong spirit, built very well,

Well dressed and strong, I could tell.

His eyes  glistened like the stars of heaven,

We heard someone call his name…’kevin’.

He was perfect in every way you see

But if he does not serve Jehovah, then he is not for me…




I saw a man walking down the street,

Sophisticated, smart, hard to beat.

I was standing there showing the magazines,

 at the time this man came on the scene.

He took the magazines and asked my name,

I told it to him and asked the same.

He said, “what a fine work, may I take you to dinner?”

My heart answered silently,

“This sounds like a winner”

I looked at his faced and deep blue eyes,

Oh my…my mind is clearing now… oh my!

Eventhough seemed perfectly you see,

If he is not serving Jehovah then he certainly is not for me





I met a man at work one day,

He stared a while, then I heard him say,

“You are so beautiful, most beautiful I’ve ever seen.

You must have dropped out of heaven, it seems.”

I thought, “what a line!

He seems nice, so smooth.”

The way he looked at me,

I could melt on my shoes.

But if I give him the time of day,

Forgetting Jehovah and his laws that way.

It surely would mean death in Jehovah’s day.

Once again, he was perfect in every way you see, but if he is not serving Jehovah,

So he certainly is not for me.



There is this young man, they say he is studying, learning the truth like a rose he is budding.

Thinking I could supply some encouragement,

I invited him for dinner at my apartment.

There was soup, salad green beans and rice,

With steak and gravy and an apple pie slice.

A chilled bottle of champagne to drink,

Things went quite well, at first, I think.

After some-champagne he became

Like a lion with a full grown mane.

What a waste, what a waste!

I’ll have to wrestle this guy all over the place.

Breaking the mood,

I said “get out! I was mean!

Touch me again, I surely will scream!”

He went… I was spent…

I sat quietly, thinking, I know I was wrong.

The slave class always said, “do not date alone.”

He was studying, he was perfect…

He was out of control… you see.

He is not serving Jehovah.

He is not for me.



At a district convention, at a food stand,

I was serving the food, lending a hand.

Hmmm… the aroma of english leather,

A brother… so nice, like sunny weather!

 Our eyes met… just for a minute, I wondered, “is there anything in it?

“may I help you brother? I said with a smile, hiding my anxiety all the while,

He said he’d like a sandwich and a coke,

so sweet, so nice, so softly he spoke.

Soon a sister relieved me, her turn to take,

and there he stood… a gasp I did make.

He asked my name, I asked for his,  he said, “is that a miss or ma?”

He was so nice, suave and debonair, well dressed, in place was every hair.

Soon, lost for words, I started to wonder…

Then he said, “Could I have your phone number?”

He said, he would call one day,

Then he went away.

He called,, we dated, with his mother or mine,

We visited each others kingdom halls a few times.

In his hall, I asked the elders, what sort was he?

They kindly put it in the line for me.

He was not a servant; he was not reaching out,

If he was given a counsel,

 for weeks he would pout,

he missed a lot of meetings,

his service time was slim,

it did not sound like they could depend on him.

He has good looks, money, possessions,

But let me tell you, I have learned some lessons.

Yes, he is brother, perfect… you see,

 he is not serving Jehovah whole souled,

He certainly is not for me.



Another man with words like honey,

Shiny car, good job, money,

Talking proud, walking tall,

He does not know Jehovah at all.

Study? “Sure” said he,

He’d do anything for me.

Go to meetings? “Sure” said he,

He’d do anthing for me.

He grew in the truth, progressed well…

All the single sisters thought swell,

 It seemed like they were under a spell.

Time will tell…

He took us to dinner, my mother and me,

I would not date alone you see.

Two weeks before his baptism,

One day at my house,


The idea of marriage popped out of his mouth.

“Let’s go to Las Vegas and be married tonight.”

To me, now finally,

Out in the open his heart poured,

“Jehovah has said, marry only in the Lord”.

He was not in the Lord,

I was floored,

I acted quickly, I was not slow,

This is wrong, I said, “No! No! No!”

He pleaded and begged with all his might,

I found it harder and harder to fight.

“In two weeks, he will be a brother” I thought…

I went to the elders and talked of words I have brought,

“Leave him alone, the love, misery and pain, if this course you pursue, it could bring on shame.

No matter how close one is to baptism,

Always watch out, always use wisdom,

Wait until he is seasoned with salt,

Do not excuse a mistake to be your fault.”

It can look like perfection, all that you see,

but it might not be,

How could he be the man for me?

My standing with Jehovah was here at stake.

Linked directly to the decision I would make.

Their counsel was not hollow,

Their counsel I followed.





If you desire a Christian mate,

Do not even hesitate,

Psalms 55 verse twenty-two

Says something for me and you.

Do not put your problems up on the shelf.

“Throw your burden on Jehovah himself”

Talk to Jehovah in silent prayer.

He will give it to you whatever is fair.

Follow His simple laws and commands,

Put it into Jehovah’s hands and forget it for now.

Don’t kick against the God’s and stumble,

Don’t make problems for yourself and tumble.

Jehovah may answer with a Yes or a No.

Whatever is best, Jehovah will know.


Sisters, lift your heads in the sky

Wait on God and let the problems pass you by.

It matters not if it sounds good in rhymes.

It is hard to look through God’s eyes sometimes.

Your emotions make it hard; it is cinch by the inch.

They might be perfect… you see,

But serving Jehovah is not the course of he.

He is not perfect, he is nor for you and me.


Think it slow, think it through!

Jehovah wants the best for you.

Passato Remoto

“But you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
‘Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
‘Cause you loved her too much and you dive too deep

Well you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go.”

~ Let Her Go, Passengers

I am officially over Counting Stars. Haha. I love this song very much! Oh my, Passengers why do you make my life happy with your song? Why? 🙂

Reading my book and listening to this song makes me realize that everything is in the past to me now. Yes, everything from my old solitary loneliness is finally behind me. It took me one hour to download this song because of the poor internet connection but I am glad I did. It feels like a year already you know, that day wen I finally decided to let things go. Hence, the title of this post passato remoto which means the remote past.

Right now, I can only smile when I remember that part of my life. It seems to be funny now that I think of it. Back then, I used up a lot of space in my blogs and in my life for him and I guess this one was unintentionally made for him (again, how ironic?). This would finally be the last.

I am happy now.

No more crying and disappointments. No more false hopes and dreams.

I used to look at his profile everyday. Now, I can’t imagine myself doing that. Have I gone that desperate during those times? Hahaha. Back then, I used to shake in nervousness when I saw him online in my chatbox. But now, I AM SO SORRY BUT I DONUT CARE.

Woah. Fierce. Haha.

Man, I’m serious.

I’m spending my time now on more important things like personal study, field service, work, watching TV and finally reading books which I think is very educating for me. Let me share some Italian words I have learned lately.

  • buona notte – good night
  • attraversiamo – let’s cross over
  • perche? – why?
  • il mio telefonino – my teensy little telephone
  • carina – cute
  • Dal centro della mia vita venne una grande fontana – from the center of my life, there came a great fountain
  • dolce vita – the sweet life
  • l’ amor che move il sole e l’ altre stelle – the love that moves the sun and the other stars
  • un’ amica stretta – a close friend

There’s a lot more on my list but my favorites are attraversiamo and passato remoto. Haha, I dunno why.

That’s all for now. Grazie mille! (a million thanks)

Mi piace parlare italiano!


I left our house at 5:30

The rain is falling, the wind is blowing.

I tuck myself in my jacket, 

squeezing in my umbrella for the drizzle that is trying to make me wet.

As I walk the quiet streets with my chilling feet,

I suddenly remember the time when our eyes first meet.

Unlike the sky right now which is dark and grey,

Your eyes shine bright like a sunny day.

I never thought I’d think of you again and feel empty,

Maybe because it’s raining and it is 5:30.

~ Karen Clide E. Montegrande, 2013

Have a happy Thursday! 🙂

Somewhere in Between

They come upon me all silent and menacing like Pinkerton Detectives, and they flank me – Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don’t need to show me their badges, I know these guys very well. We’ve been playing a cat-and-mouse game for years now. Though I admit that I am surprised to meet them in this elegant Italian garden at dusk. This is no place they belong.

I say to them, “How did you find me here? Who told you I had come to Rome?”

Depression , always the wise guy, says, “What- you’re not happy to see us?”

“Go away”, I tell him.

Loneliness, the more sensitive cop, says, “I’m sorry ma’am. But I might have to tail you the whole time you’re traveling. It’s my assignment.” 

“I’d really rather you didn’t”, I tell him, and he shrugs almost apologetically , but only moves closer.

Then they frisk me. They empty my pockets of any joy I had been carrying there. Depression even confiscates my identity; but he always does that. Then Loneliness starts interrogating me, which I dread because it always goes on for hours. He’s polite but relentless, and he always trips me up eventually. He asks if I have any reason to be happy that I know of. He asks why I am all by myself tonight, yet again.

Eat Pray Love


If I had given up on myself that day, I don’t know what might have happened to me. *sigh*

Seriously, sadness is something that haunts everyone. Even the happiest people. Yes, even them. 

It’s lunch break but I’m still typing this instead of eating. I’m quite irritated by the absurdity of this environment that I’m in. Why can’t people be nice to everyone? They, most of the times, can make me feel that I am doing nothing right. It seems so unfair, you know being blamed by something you didn’t do. And getting no credit for all that you have done.

I know I don’t want to live a life trying to please everyone but I can’t help but feel bad. Though, I know my life is for serving and pleasing Jehovah only, sometimes I get tired of all the haters (I can’t find the right words to describe them).

Hayyyy. Di na bale, even if this day is not that good I’m still looking forward for the evening when I’ll receive good stories from a friend about his field service today and all his inspiring words about doing your best. 🙂 

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Know- Vem-Bear! :)

Hello November! I know it’s really late, but I would still like to post my greetings for you. 



This month has turned out to be pretty good and I hope it will stay this way until the end. 

1. Lighthouse of Your Universe!

2. Last visit of Bro. Noel and Sis. Linda Bañares. I will surely miss your jokes and your suggestions for field service. You have been good to us. Thank you very much and may Jehovah always bless you and the work of your hands. 🙂

3. Building new friendships with sisters and brothers in faith! 🙂 I miss Quisao and the Cavite pips.

4. “Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep. Dreaming about the things that we could be. And baby, I’ve been, I’ve been praying hard. Said no more counting dollars we’ll be counting stars. Yeah we’ll be counting stars.” #OneRepublic #LSS

5. I have discovered a new food trip tambayan! Haha. Thank you Obet sa pagsama sa akin sa pagkain ng tanghalian. #kalmalangfriend #ienvokemyright #hindikopoalam

6. I most of the times is my best friend’s shock absorber. I am really sad when I found out your problem. But kaya natin to. Jehovah is still our refuge in times of troubles.

7. Anime boy Hicaro is one funny man. Haha. “Paalis po kayo? Tamang-tama po, di naman ako sasama.”

8. Your young life shouldn’t be spent worrying about relationships. 🙂

9. Job 34:10 – “Kaya makinig kayo sa akin, kayong mga taong may puso. Malayong gumawi nang may kabalakyutan ang tunay na Diyos. At na gumawi nang di-makatarungan ang Makapangyarihan-sa-lahat!” Don’t blame God please. #YolandaPH

10. Philippines is slowly becoming Republic of Atangya. Asar. :p

P.S. May bear na ako finally. Haha. Pume-first time. 😀

Gagawa po ako ng schedule ngayon for auxiliary pioneering! Inspired by Momy Nimfa. 🙂