I never really had the idea when, where, and why I got DENGUE. Just to be sure that I didn't get it from home, is the fact that no mosquito is allowed inside our residence.
Well, I guess everything happens for a reason, yet, I still don't know why in the world I almost died because of it.
I was happy then..., My mama was always there for me...a couple of friends, and my "EXs". They were both there, frantic to get me some Type B Blood donor. I was really touched with there concern. They both cried!!!... I wish I could frame that very moment. They both look cute while they were crying because of me.
How I wish my other Ex was there to join them crying.., wouldn't that be cute?...
But the whole experience was really awful. Every 6 hours, they have to get my blood sample and have my platelets counted. The injections were terribly hurting me but I have to be strong for my mama. All this time, she had been my strength. It's even so hard to go to the CR because I always have to bring that dextrose with me.
I really love my mama. She really proved how much she loves me too. My TN family who has been so supportive and my friends. You really can determine your real friends in such times. No matter how busy they are they will find ways and time to be there for you. I've got no hurt feelings to those who haven't visited me. It's just that I appreciate more those who showed their effort in going to that stinky and full of negative aura place just to see if I am fine.
I am fine... As long as there are friends around, Dengue will just be an ordinary insect bite. hehe
Is finding for love just like picking a flower on a garden?
On the splendor of dreams, romantic embraces and sweet goodbyes, love endows the beauty of life. Indeed, many says that it is the most wonderful feeling on earth. But how can this feeling be a destruction to some?
Many are deceived, others weep, some survive while several died. For love is a gift to one that is to be kept and cherished that one who is denied of it finds way to grasp it. Insane.
If you just think that it makes the world go round then you're wrong... The best way to feel that love is around is to oppose the aftermath... Stop hoping, stop dreaming... if you'll show the bad side of you then it will be the time people will see the best of you... try it...
Boys Like Girls -
Two Is Better Than One lyrics
I remember what you wore on our first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
You know this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing
So maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time, to figure out the best in my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one
I remember every look upon your face,
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
And finally now, believing
And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time, to figure out the best in my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one
Yeah, yeah
I remember what you wore on our first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time, to figure out the best in my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking
Oooh I can't live without you
'Cause baby two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the best in my life
And I've figured out with all that's said and done
Two, is better than one
Two is better than one.
Lyrics | Boys Like Girls lyrics - Two Is Better Than One lyrics
Following the world hit "Twilight", Stephenie Meyer has gotten to a whole lot roller coaster of creative ideas with the twisting of happenings in her novel's sequel "New Moon".
Readers and movie fanatics were anxious to watch the movie that would premiere on 11.20.09. The first movie was a world wide hit catching every people's attention to a love story of a vampire and a human. Girls were ever fantasizing their darling vampire Edward Cullen.
New Moon is expected to be somewhat a little controversial than Twilight for Bella will be torn between Edward and her best friend Jacob.
Watch the rivalry rise between vampire Edward and Werewolf Jacob this coming 11.20.09. See you in theaters!
My log wait is over. November 11 was the Philippine TV premiere of "The Legend Of The Seeker".Legend of the Seeker is a weekly American television series loosely based on The Sword of Truth novels by Terry Goodkind.
The series follows the epic journey of a young woods guide named Richard Cypher (played by Craig Horner), a mysterious woman named Kahlan Amnell (played by Bridget Regan), and a wizard named Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander (played by Bruce Spence) to stop Darken Rahl (played by Craig Parker) from unleashing an ancient and terrifying power.
The first episode was really breath-taking. Better see for yourselves...
I really don't why people are so overrated.
One time, I was done doing my stuff with group messaging when my crush approached me. I am about to send the message "Hi Langga" to my close friend when I had it to be send to via group messaging. And like I was so lame that I didn't know and didn't even remember what I texted when all replied, "Langga? nge, y man? Ikaw ha" And I explained to them the whole thing but others still didn't believe and it's like they put a malice to it.
Excuse me? haha... Why should I act that I am trying to make someone jealous just by doing the "wrong sent" excuse. For God's sake! Maybe that's the result of indulging to teleseryes and romance pocketbooks.
One time, I was done doing my stuff with group messaging when my crush approached me. I am about to send the message "Hi Langga" to my close friend when I had it to be send to via group messaging. And like I was so lame that I didn't know and didn't even remember what I texted when all replied, "Langga? nge, y man? Ikaw ha" And I explained to them the whole thing but others still didn't believe and it's like they put a malice to it.
Excuse me? haha... Why should I act that I am trying to make someone jealous just by doing the "wrong sent" excuse. For God's sake! Maybe that's the result of indulging to teleseryes and romance pocketbooks.
Just because I smile doesn't mean that I am not hurt..
Just because I told you I'll wait for you, it doesn't mean
IT'S FOREVER!!!...
Many people think that they have all the right in the world to insult you,
make you feel worthless, criticize you and worst to do it all right at your face...
I hate people like them, but I do my best to control my temper.Long before I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, back when I was in Grade 2, I felt that everything come easy.
That was August, we were practicing how to right cursive and I felt very sleepy so I took a nap. When I woke up, people were all around me and I was surprised that they rushed me to the clinic. My teacher narrated that they were all trying to wake me up but I didn't. My mother was there, she hugged me and explained that I was unconscious for many hours. I was shocked because I thought that I just slept and that's all.
Then the next incident came when we were having a fight with my classmate and when I punched him for defense, I felt numb and fell to the floor.Next time I opened my eyes,I was in the hospital. Mama was crying beside me with my grandmother letting me eat. My aunts and uncles were there too. I asked mama why I am there then she told me that I had a seizure that I had to be brought to the hospital.
I hated hospitals really. With the dominant smell of medicines and cries of new born babies, it just make me feel more sick.
The doctor came and conducted many tests and advised my mother to bring me to a neurologist. That was why we went to Dr. Diputado in Silliman University medical Center. When we got there, she examined me closely and made me sit on the bed and hit and my knees with a red stone on a spoon-like metal handle. Then they talked with my mother inside my doctor's office leaving me lying on the bed and looking at the different pictures of the brain.
When they got out, that was the time my mother and my doctor told me that I have an epilepsy-a serious case. But more is to be determined so me and my mother went to have me CT-Scanned. Nothing else was discovered so my mother felt a little hope.
But the following events were more nerve-wracking, all symptoms and all kinds of attack happened to me. My doctor gave me a lot of medicines which are all expensive, but it seems like nothing has changed. My mother was running out of hope but she was trying to be strong for me. The hospital seemed to be my second home.
I was not affected ignoring the stabbing pain in my head and stomach every time I collapse. It was nice that my family and my relatives do their best to make me happy. I also enjoyed calling my friends, watching TV, and staring at the window- with the dextrose connected with me.
Maybe because of the over flowing love that I felt on that part of my life then I was well.
It was so hard because I was not allowed to eat meat except fish, junk foods, ice cream and to drink soft drinks. It was like torture every time I see a gallon of ice cream on the table coz I know that they won't let me eat.
When my mama told me that the doctor said I was already certified well, which is 2 years of suffering, I was really happy because my mama let me eat ice cream.
My studies was affected but I still managed to be the first honor. I gained the respect and the sympathy of the people around me. I get every thing I wanted and my parents' favor then.
Now that I am already in college, with people around me not knowing all my sufferings because of a malady, I can't easily forgive them when they hurt me, I can't respect them the way they want to if they do the same way to me, and I still think that life is still unfair. For I lost almost half of my childhood when everyone had the chance to enjoy street games and be normal, while I was always in the hospital crying,and enduring all the pains of the medication. They were even fortunate and they still want the things to come their way.
I still don't understand them but I hope someday I will; for they don't know that CATHERINE is vulnerable too.
Just because I told you I'll wait for you, it doesn't mean
IT'S FOREVER!!!...
Many people think that they have all the right in the world to insult you,
make you feel worthless, criticize you and worst to do it all right at your face...
I hate people like them, but I do my best to control my temper.Long before I was diagnosed with Epilepsy, back when I was in Grade 2, I felt that everything come easy.
That was August, we were practicing how to right cursive and I felt very sleepy so I took a nap. When I woke up, people were all around me and I was surprised that they rushed me to the clinic. My teacher narrated that they were all trying to wake me up but I didn't. My mother was there, she hugged me and explained that I was unconscious for many hours. I was shocked because I thought that I just slept and that's all.
Then the next incident came when we were having a fight with my classmate and when I punched him for defense, I felt numb and fell to the floor.Next time I opened my eyes,I was in the hospital. Mama was crying beside me with my grandmother letting me eat. My aunts and uncles were there too. I asked mama why I am there then she told me that I had a seizure that I had to be brought to the hospital.
I hated hospitals really. With the dominant smell of medicines and cries of new born babies, it just make me feel more sick.
The doctor came and conducted many tests and advised my mother to bring me to a neurologist. That was why we went to Dr. Diputado in Silliman University medical Center. When we got there, she examined me closely and made me sit on the bed and hit and my knees with a red stone on a spoon-like metal handle. Then they talked with my mother inside my doctor's office leaving me lying on the bed and looking at the different pictures of the brain.
When they got out, that was the time my mother and my doctor told me that I have an epilepsy-a serious case. But more is to be determined so me and my mother went to have me CT-Scanned. Nothing else was discovered so my mother felt a little hope.
But the following events were more nerve-wracking, all symptoms and all kinds of attack happened to me. My doctor gave me a lot of medicines which are all expensive, but it seems like nothing has changed. My mother was running out of hope but she was trying to be strong for me. The hospital seemed to be my second home.
I was not affected ignoring the stabbing pain in my head and stomach every time I collapse. It was nice that my family and my relatives do their best to make me happy. I also enjoyed calling my friends, watching TV, and staring at the window- with the dextrose connected with me.
Maybe because of the over flowing love that I felt on that part of my life then I was well.
It was so hard because I was not allowed to eat meat except fish, junk foods, ice cream and to drink soft drinks. It was like torture every time I see a gallon of ice cream on the table coz I know that they won't let me eat.
When my mama told me that the doctor said I was already certified well, which is 2 years of suffering, I was really happy because my mama let me eat ice cream.
My studies was affected but I still managed to be the first honor. I gained the respect and the sympathy of the people around me. I get every thing I wanted and my parents' favor then.
Now that I am already in college, with people around me not knowing all my sufferings because of a malady, I can't easily forgive them when they hurt me, I can't respect them the way they want to if they do the same way to me, and I still think that life is still unfair. For I lost almost half of my childhood when everyone had the chance to enjoy street games and be normal, while I was always in the hospital crying,and enduring all the pains of the medication. They were even fortunate and they still want the things to come their way.
I still don't understand them but I hope someday I will; for they don't know that CATHERINE is vulnerable too.
So you are reading???
- catherine
- so you were reading? hehe.. For convenience, just call me Cath,.. I'm a music-lover, I love reading books of any kind, I listen to rock music.. my greatest dream is to write, and be an author of my very own book.. Am I that wishful? hehe... Well, if you happen to be reading my posts...just have patience on reading them, ok? Nice blog hopping!