Of nosebleeds and sugar
“…Something strange is happening to me. I don’t know what it is but it’s feeling so good to me…”
Something strange did happen to me. I’m not sure what it is but it sure doesn’t feel good. My nose was bleeding the whole day! Disgusting! It started when I was taking a bath. I thought it was ordinary water running down my face. To my horror and it really was a horror, it was blood! *insert psycho music* Of course I panicked. I had a nosebleed for crying out loud and I didn’t know what caused it. I hate blood. I loathe blood. Sure it’s what keeps us up and going, but it revolts me. I thought it was done, but when I got to my SA class, I could feel it flowing so, this part will be really disgusting, I tried to swallow it and tilted my head. I know it is bad, but I didn’t want my blood going all over the place. I hated the taste and made me want to puke so I went out of the class. I opted to go to the infirmary, but my “cowardness” came over me again. I felt slightly better but I could still taste the blood. Eew. Anyway, it was on and off. Tell the truth, I was scared. I thought it was because I was blowing my nose too hard since that happened before, but it was out of control. But once again, my I-can-do-it-myself attitude dominated, hence, no visiting any professionals. Stubborn right? Well, now I’m feeling better. Haven’t seen blood since this afternoon, but I’m a bit pale. I thought I was gonna die. Haha! So dramatic, but seriously, I didn’t want to hemorrhage or something. *faints at the thought*
I tried to curl my hair early this morning. I thought I would wake up at the usual hour, but strangely, I didn’t and instead of 5:45, I woke up at 6:23. Yeah, I still remember it. After the daily ablutions, I worked at my hair. At first, it was going the way I wanted it to, but after I was done with less of a half of my hair, I gave up. It was tiring, plus I had to keep the curls separate from the straight ones. In the end, my hair was the same, though in disarray because I brushed the curls off. Oh well, there’s another time to make it perfect.
Hate the rain. Love the rain. Hate it when I’m under it, love it when I’m not assaulted by its drops. It was a lovely weather this morning. The sun was up and the sky was clear of brooding clouds. PE was useless. The group assigned to report wasn’t ready, and so we were dismissed early. If I knew that, I could have worked on my hair a bit longer. I went to the library to read the handout for SA, but not the book. Our prof in SA seemed annoyed that no one was participating in her lecture. It’s quite boring really. All her talking and I wasn’t really paying attention because of my wonderful nose. Ate at Chicken Bacolod after. Yum! Though it didn’t satisfy me. I wanted to order another piece of chicken, but we didn’t have enough time, plus, I was shy, hehe ^_^ I guess being sick doesn’t make me lose my appetite but increase it. I mean, I’ve been living on soup for the past three days. I needed solid food! Got our results from Eco LT. I passed and it was a satisfactory grade, not that I expected to be one of the A students since I didn’t study. The sky then decided that it was keeping its depressed mood to itself so it chose to share it with us. I felt that emotion again. Hay naku. It’s becoming frequent. The question is, why? Anyway, after staying with Sta who was waiting to be picked up by her rents, I went to the library; then went home. I slept for a while and woke up when I received a text from Sta that she was back and was waiting at the library. I knew she didn’t have any load and had no way to communicate with the outside world so I went back. We discussed her homework for fil where I would help and went to Seattle’s to chill out. Talk talk talk just about anything. I mean, with a girl who consumed 12 packs of sugar for her coffee, it's hard not to chat. ^_^
There was a time when this “missionary” approached us. Our purses and phones were on the table and Sta placed her purse on top of her phone. I guess he noticed because he said, Please ma’m don’t be scared. He went on saying that he was a missionary and that he was doing a fund raiser project. I asked what kind of mission and he didn’t answer but said that it was for seminars and such in this place and that. Out of pity, I wanted to htelp but didn’t do so. I felt slightly guilty, but he was good-natured about it. I remembered another time when a girl, this time a music student was selling dried mangoes. We were eating and she handed us one of those cards. Same old banana. We refused her and the look on her face especially her eyes stayed with us the whole time! Guilt was eating our conscience. The next time we saw her, we bought two packs of dried mangoes. Okay, she may or may not be in a syndicate, but it can’t be ignored that these people have lowered their dignity and pride to do this “work” or begging or whatever.
Anyway, I stayed with her before the play where we saw a number of AC peeps. Alright, I’ll go to Kate’s party! Sheesh. What an instruction. Heh. :p Oh well, bahala na! Let loose and have fun!
I’m glad that sometimes I think too much or else I’ll be spouting off words that mean something different for others. Phew. Saved by my capricious mind. I thought it was a curse to be always changing my mind at the last second, but this time it proved to be a blessing.
GMA’s SONA proved to be a disappointment. It’s short and though it had the most number of applause given, it was “empty.” It’s disgusting to see “plastic” people applauding vigorously in every pause she takes. She did lay out her accomplishments on education, anti-terrorism, etc and she showed her approval for chacha and a parliamentary government. She touched on the subjects of the political system and how it is a hindrance for economic progress. She really is an economist. I’m pretty sure that people were interested to hear what she had to say about the current events, and were disappointed, as was I. In one aspect, maybe it was right that she didn’t because it’s not exactly something to be proud about, but in another, it is important too because it not only affects her, but the whole pol system and the whole country. I wonder what the anti-GMA rallies were for. Were they of any use? I hate politics. But it cannot be escaped from.
It’s proud to hear your dad say that he has great hopes for you, and at the same time it adds to the pressure and expectations, and being an only kid, it’s so much more than that. I was actually thinking of stopping school for a while, but I know that it’s only an impulsive thought. Not serious. Duh. I ain’t stupid as to follow it. It’s just that recently, I have no drive to study. No motivation, no inspiration. No one to push me. I don’t know. What do I lack? What do I need to be motivated? *shrugs*
This is frustrating! Grrr! I hate this fucking computer!
Something strange did happen to me. I’m not sure what it is but it sure doesn’t feel good. My nose was bleeding the whole day! Disgusting! It started when I was taking a bath. I thought it was ordinary water running down my face. To my horror and it really was a horror, it was blood! *insert psycho music* Of course I panicked. I had a nosebleed for crying out loud and I didn’t know what caused it. I hate blood. I loathe blood. Sure it’s what keeps us up and going, but it revolts me. I thought it was done, but when I got to my SA class, I could feel it flowing so, this part will be really disgusting, I tried to swallow it and tilted my head. I know it is bad, but I didn’t want my blood going all over the place. I hated the taste and made me want to puke so I went out of the class. I opted to go to the infirmary, but my “cowardness” came over me again. I felt slightly better but I could still taste the blood. Eew. Anyway, it was on and off. Tell the truth, I was scared. I thought it was because I was blowing my nose too hard since that happened before, but it was out of control. But once again, my I-can-do-it-myself attitude dominated, hence, no visiting any professionals. Stubborn right? Well, now I’m feeling better. Haven’t seen blood since this afternoon, but I’m a bit pale. I thought I was gonna die. Haha! So dramatic, but seriously, I didn’t want to hemorrhage or something. *faints at the thought*
I tried to curl my hair early this morning. I thought I would wake up at the usual hour, but strangely, I didn’t and instead of 5:45, I woke up at 6:23. Yeah, I still remember it. After the daily ablutions, I worked at my hair. At first, it was going the way I wanted it to, but after I was done with less of a half of my hair, I gave up. It was tiring, plus I had to keep the curls separate from the straight ones. In the end, my hair was the same, though in disarray because I brushed the curls off. Oh well, there’s another time to make it perfect.
Hate the rain. Love the rain. Hate it when I’m under it, love it when I’m not assaulted by its drops. It was a lovely weather this morning. The sun was up and the sky was clear of brooding clouds. PE was useless. The group assigned to report wasn’t ready, and so we were dismissed early. If I knew that, I could have worked on my hair a bit longer. I went to the library to read the handout for SA, but not the book. Our prof in SA seemed annoyed that no one was participating in her lecture. It’s quite boring really. All her talking and I wasn’t really paying attention because of my wonderful nose. Ate at Chicken Bacolod after. Yum! Though it didn’t satisfy me. I wanted to order another piece of chicken, but we didn’t have enough time, plus, I was shy, hehe ^_^ I guess being sick doesn’t make me lose my appetite but increase it. I mean, I’ve been living on soup for the past three days. I needed solid food! Got our results from Eco LT. I passed and it was a satisfactory grade, not that I expected to be one of the A students since I didn’t study. The sky then decided that it was keeping its depressed mood to itself so it chose to share it with us. I felt that emotion again. Hay naku. It’s becoming frequent. The question is, why? Anyway, after staying with Sta who was waiting to be picked up by her rents, I went to the library; then went home. I slept for a while and woke up when I received a text from Sta that she was back and was waiting at the library. I knew she didn’t have any load and had no way to communicate with the outside world so I went back. We discussed her homework for fil where I would help and went to Seattle’s to chill out. Talk talk talk just about anything. I mean, with a girl who consumed 12 packs of sugar for her coffee, it's hard not to chat. ^_^
There was a time when this “missionary” approached us. Our purses and phones were on the table and Sta placed her purse on top of her phone. I guess he noticed because he said, Please ma’m don’t be scared. He went on saying that he was a missionary and that he was doing a fund raiser project. I asked what kind of mission and he didn’t answer but said that it was for seminars and such in this place and that. Out of pity, I wanted to htelp but didn’t do so. I felt slightly guilty, but he was good-natured about it. I remembered another time when a girl, this time a music student was selling dried mangoes. We were eating and she handed us one of those cards. Same old banana. We refused her and the look on her face especially her eyes stayed with us the whole time! Guilt was eating our conscience. The next time we saw her, we bought two packs of dried mangoes. Okay, she may or may not be in a syndicate, but it can’t be ignored that these people have lowered their dignity and pride to do this “work” or begging or whatever.
Anyway, I stayed with her before the play where we saw a number of AC peeps. Alright, I’ll go to Kate’s party! Sheesh. What an instruction. Heh. :p Oh well, bahala na! Let loose and have fun!
I’m glad that sometimes I think too much or else I’ll be spouting off words that mean something different for others. Phew. Saved by my capricious mind. I thought it was a curse to be always changing my mind at the last second, but this time it proved to be a blessing.
GMA’s SONA proved to be a disappointment. It’s short and though it had the most number of applause given, it was “empty.” It’s disgusting to see “plastic” people applauding vigorously in every pause she takes. She did lay out her accomplishments on education, anti-terrorism, etc and she showed her approval for chacha and a parliamentary government. She touched on the subjects of the political system and how it is a hindrance for economic progress. She really is an economist. I’m pretty sure that people were interested to hear what she had to say about the current events, and were disappointed, as was I. In one aspect, maybe it was right that she didn’t because it’s not exactly something to be proud about, but in another, it is important too because it not only affects her, but the whole pol system and the whole country. I wonder what the anti-GMA rallies were for. Were they of any use? I hate politics. But it cannot be escaped from.
It’s proud to hear your dad say that he has great hopes for you, and at the same time it adds to the pressure and expectations, and being an only kid, it’s so much more than that. I was actually thinking of stopping school for a while, but I know that it’s only an impulsive thought. Not serious. Duh. I ain’t stupid as to follow it. It’s just that recently, I have no drive to study. No motivation, no inspiration. No one to push me. I don’t know. What do I lack? What do I need to be motivated? *shrugs*
This is frustrating! Grrr! I hate this fucking computer!
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