Make your own BUCKET LIST now!…

Get over the notion that it’s a macabre thing to do. Its just a lists of things to do before you die. Imagine yourself at 90 years old, looking back. What do you think is going to be important to you at that age? What are the regrets you don’t want to live with? Put those down. Remember those choose your own adventure books. You actually have a choice of which way it’s going to go. You’re writing the book instead of reading it.

This bucket list will served not just an idea or a guidelines on things that you need to do likewise this well served as your motivational tool to come up a better and organized things to do ahead. Putting up a bucket list will help you broke down the things you need to stay away and things you need to respond directly such as what to buy for daily needs (this will help you save your money), help you decide if you really need to secure a credit card processing or not, help you organize your outlooks towards life in general.

The fast face of living will somehow show you the real happening around you reason why you need to make your won bucket list. Let this list motivate you as well as make you more functional in your day to day activities.

It’s a principle-centered, character-based, “inside out” approach to personal and interpersonal effectiveness. “Inside out” means to start first with self; even more fundamentally, to start with the most inside part of self-with your paradigms, your character, and your motives. It says if you want to have  a happy marriage, be the kind of person who generates positive energy and sidesteps negative energy rather than empowering it. If you want to have a more pleasant, cooperative teenager, be a more understanding, empathic, consistent, loving parent. If you want to have more freedom, more latitude in your job, be a more responsible, a more helpful, a more contributing employee.

If you want to be trusted, be trustworthy. If you want the secondary greatness of recognized talent, focus first on primary greatness of character. The inside-out approach says that private victories precede public victories that making and keeping promises to ourselves precedes making and keeping promises to others. It says it is futile to put personality ahead of character, to try to improve relationships with others before improving ourselves. Okay! That’s it for now ’cause I still have to check this allergy mattress covers for my bed her in Abu Dhabi. This might aid to my problems on several insects here in our flat.



I can check my account on FB and FS, as well as connect with my long lost friends and batchmates back home. I guess, those expat people out there can definitely relate on me if I say that living and working abroad is not an easy step to make. It takes you more courage to pursue it. Why? Simply because you’ll be away from your family, friends and loved-ones. Its not easy to start a life again in a country where did not actually belong. Thought the fact shows that all people can adjust but still its hard and it took you more patience to go along those people you might possibly belong.

But despite all the hardships I feel, I’m so much thankful that I’m here and was given a chance to experience a life way far from my native land. Thanks to my collagues at work, flatmate, new found friends and to my relatives here who in one way help me a lot to earn a living in this foreign country. Okay! That’s it for now ’cause I still have to check a new school furniture for my Mom as she was requesting if I can buy her a new one for her room. FYI, my Mom is a teacher. Thanks everyone! Enjoy your weekend as I’ll enjoy mine.

I recently went to a local barber and was asked if I wanted a scalp massage in addition to a trim. As someone who will try anything once, I agreed and was treated to what I would call a handful of pink axle grease worked into my hair. At least it washed out! A few weeks ago, I decided to try a barber in a nearby five star hotel. The barber did a good job and was friendly! At the end of the haircut, he noted that I has some stray hair in my ears and suggested the “wax” them out. Again, being the adventurer that I am, Iconsented. He put some warm substance inside both my ears and after the heat subsided, I felt a sharp pain in my right ear followed by the same in my left as he ripped the wax out. The sting lasted for 20 minutes but was not all that unpleasant.

That was my recent adventure here in Abu Dhabi. Oh! Let me share you this too, home budget software I’ve found in one of the electronic establishments here in Abu Dhabi. It was great and amazing! Pretty affordable! Thanks peeps for a great adventure you did for me!

The surgeon said, ‘I’m sorry…. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.’ Sally said, ‘Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care anymore? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?’
The surgeon asked, ‘Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.’

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. ‘Would you like a lock of his hair?’ the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.

The mother said, ‘It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else.. ‘I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘ Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.’ She went on, ‘My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else, always wanting to help others if he could.’

Walked out of Children’s Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car.  The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

‘Dear Mom,

I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say ‘I Love You’. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.

Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘where was He when I needed him?’ ‘God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. It doesn’t hurt anymore the cancer is all gone… I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.

May this uplifting stories touched your heart as it touches mine. Need to go for now ’cause I still have to check this goodsamfinancecenter.com as they are offering a great boat loans and more! Check for yourself too!

When I was getting to grow up, the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, she hoped that from the fishes she got, she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth. After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, which was still on the bone of the fish I ate. My heart was touched when I saw it. I then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her. But she immediately refused it and said “Eat this fish, son. I don’t really like fish.” That was Mother’s Second Lie.

Then, when I was in Junior High School, to fund my study, mother went to an economic enterprise to bring some used-matches boxes that would be stuck in. It gave her some money for covering our needs. As the winter came, I woke up from my sleep and looked at my mother who was still awoke, supported by a little candlelight and within her perseverance she continued the work of sticking some used-matches box. I said, “Mother, go to sleep, it’s late, tomorrow morning you still have to go for work.” Mother smiled and said “Go to sleep, dear. I’m not tired.” That was Mother’s Third Lie.

At the time of final term, mother asked for a leave from her work in order to accompany me. While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine, the strong and persevering mother waited for me under the heat of the sun’s shine for several hours. As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished, mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared before in a cold bottle. The very thick tea was not as thick as my mother’s love, which was much thicker. Seeing my mother covering with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said “Drink, son. I’m not thirsty!”. That was Mother’s Fourth Lie.

After the death of my father because of illness, my poor mother had to play her role as a single parent. By held on her former job, she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s life was more complicated. No days without sufferance. Seeing our family’s condition that was getting worse, there was a nice uncle who lived near my house came to help us, either in a big problem and a small problem. Our other neighbors who lived next to us saw that our family’s life was so unfortunate, they often advised my mother to marry again. But mother, who was stubborn, didn’t care to their advice, she said “I don’t need love.” That was Mother’s Fifth Lie.

After I had finished my study and then got a job, it was the time for my old mother to retire. But she didn’t want to; she was sincere to go to the marketplace every morning, just to sell some vegetable for fulfilling her needs. I, who worked in the other city, often sent her some money to help her in fulfilling her needs, but she was stubborn for not accepting the money. She even sent the money back to me. She said “I have enough money.” That was Mother’s Sixth Lie.

After graduated from Bachelor Degree, I then continued my study to Master Degree. I took the degree, which was funded by a company through a scholarship program, from a famous University in America . I finally worked in the company. Within a quite high salary, I intended to take my mother to enjoy her life in America . But my lovely mother didn’t want to bother her son, she said to me “I’m not used to.” That was Mother’s Seventh Lie.

After entering her old age, mother got a flank cancer and had to be hospitalized. I, who lived in miles away and across the ocean, directly went home to visit my dearest mother. She lied down in weakness on her bed after having an operation. Mother, who looked so old, was staring at me in deep yearn. She tried to spread her smile on her face; even it looked so stiff because of the disease she held out. It was clear enough to see how the disease broke my mother’s body, thus she looked so weak and thin. I stared at my mother within tears flowing on my face. My heart was hurt, so hurt, seeing my mother on that condition. But mother, with her strength, said “Don’t cry, my dear. I’m not in pain.” That was Mother’s Eight Lie. After saying her eighth lie, my dearest mother closed her eyes forever!

” Hope you guys got inspired of the said story as I do. It was really a touching story that simply touches my heart. As I often read it I was moved and my emotions was carried away to the extent that I even cry. It was something that you guys will definitely think right after reading. Okay that was it for now ’cause I still have to check this web directory submission I’ve found earlier this day. This might be beneficial for all my maintained blogs. Have a great day ahead everyone! “