...Song Il Gook is Back....!!!!!!!!

Guys, remember this???










but do you recognize this?








OOOhhh, this is the one I've been waiting for... a new SIG phenomenon... my husband will surely love it too... SIG, more referred to as Jumong is back as the grandson of Jumong, Moo-hyool in Land of the Wind... This is an adaptation of the original comic script of Kim Jin about King Yuri's reign and how his second son, Moo-hyool, became the 3rd king of Koguryeo...





My husband wasn't able to watch Jumong in Korea because of his work schedule. But when he saw my Jumong dvds, he got so addicted to it that he couldn't even give me a glance whenever I said goodnight... oh, he regularly slept at 3a.m. just to finish the first 40 episodes.. He brought with him to Korea my dvds for the 41st to last episodes... What a lucky man... No inspection... haha....

...Great Truths About Life...

>>>GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT LIFE THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED<<<

No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats.

When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.

If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the second person.

Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.

You can't trust dogs to watch your food.

Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.

Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.

You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.

Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.

The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.

>>>GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT LIFE THAT ADULTS HAVE LEARNED<<<

Raising teenagers is like nailing Jell-O to a tree.

Wrinkles don't hurt.

Families are like fudge . . .mostly sweet, with a few nuts.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.

Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.

Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy.

>>>GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT GROWING OLD<<<

Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.

Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get.

When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you're down there.

You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster.

It's frustrating when you know all the answers, but nobody bothers to ask you the questions.

Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.

Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.

>>>THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE<<<

1-- You believe in Santa Claus.

2-- You don't believe in Santa Claus.

3-- You are Santa Claus.

4-- You look like Santa Claus.

>>>SUCCESS<<<

At age 4 success is . . . . not peeing in your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . having friends.
At age 16 success is . . . having a drivers license.
At age 20 success is . . . having sex.
At age 35 success is . . . having money.
At age 50 success is . .. . having money.
At age 60 success is . . . having sex.
At age 70 success is . . . having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is . . . having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.

>>>Once you read this, pass it on to someone who could use a laugh<<<

^.^

The Separation....

More than a week after our wedding, my husband had to fly back to Korea for the obvious reasons... First, he has to look for a new job since he resigned from his job before coming to the Philippines for a vacation. Second, he has to be there during this gruelling processing of papers of intermarried couples...

When he told me the news of his return which was sooner than I expected, he actually cried. I did not cry with him, instead I comforted him and just kept on looking at him as he cried and massaged his back for comfort... but, the nights and mornings that came were my turns to cry... At night or during the morning when we are just looking at one another, or simply lying, I'd eventually cry whenever I see his eyes were on me...

During his departure date, we agreed that no one will cry... In the airport, when he was about to check in, I was actually expecting he'd embrace and kiss me... Instead, he looked at me, bowed to me, and kissed my hand and said "bye bye" like a kid... Even the security guard at the airport's gate said "Wow" as he witnessed how my husband lovingly and respectfully said his "bye bye" to me... He asked me to wait till 1:30 pm, his flight was 2:10pm.. at past 1o'clock, he called me up saying they did not allow him to go out anymore and that I then can go back to my office... I thought I was strong because I did not cry... However, my mom called me up and asked "" How are you doing, child? How do you feel? It's okay, 2 months will pass by swiftly"" ....and so I cried... hehehehe....



This temporary separation has been hard.. I couldn't go to sleep without crying... It's almost 3 weeks now since he left and still, I still cry myself to sleep... I lived here alone for so long and I never imagined I'd be doing so again for the next couple of months.. He calls me everynight, even when I say a text message will do... He asked me to give away his T-shirts but I kept them and used them instead as my sleeping shirts, hehehe.... He worries about a lot of things, being far away, he said he can no longer guard or watch me.. I've become so forgetfull... that in the mornings, he'd prepare my things for me... see, only a week after he left, I lost my eyeglasses...



This separation is also important to us... It is indeed a great test... To move on and to be able to smile everyday, I just think about our happy moments together.. When he first held my hand, when we first had a date, when he first embraced me.... These are also important to him... He often talked about it when we ran out of things to talk about...

In my mind and in my heart, I always kiss him and hug him and asks myself if he feels it... I know he does...