A Secret Disclosed

It was around 9 in the evening, and I was in front of the computer, when suddenly, I felt weird all over. I noticed that there were rashes on both of my arms. There I realized the impending, yet another allergy attack.

Since I'm quite used to it (because I had it for almost seven years already), I know just what to do. I immediately went to my room, and took two tablets of my medicine (Diphenhydramine). But, unfortunately, it wasn't like any other mild allergic reactions. I can classify it as one of my moderate-severe (allergy) attacks. In fact, it's a really distinct one. It took up on me in a very rapid manner. A thing that never ocurred before. (It usually breaks out after an hour or so). 

My face was flushed all over, and I can feel the heat inside me. My heart was beating so fast, and in a very stalwart manner that it radiates up on my face, and my back. (This is due to the dilatation of the blood vessels which increases the blood volume entering the heart. Thus, to compensate, the heart needs to work double-time). 

At that particular instant, I knew that the drug I took isn't enough to control the situation.

Without wasting any second more (Of course, I wont wait 'til my face bulges), I went to the nearest hospital.

When I arrived at the ER (Emergency Room), I felt inexplicably weak, as if I'm going to faint anytime soon. It was the very first time I ever said "pakibilisan, hindi ko na kaya.

The nurse hurriedly aspirated the solution on the ampule, and gave me a shot of a strong anti-histamine drug. (Aw! That was f*n' painful! lols. For a soon-to-be nurse, I'm a fraidy-cat when it comes to needles. susshhh...)

But, at that moment of my suffering, I just couldn't care less. All I know is that I want to go home and go to bed. I know that the medication given to me will put me to sleep. (A deep sleep, specifically)

So, you want to know how it feels? Well, simple as it is. After several minutes, I feel my extremities go mildly numb, or heavy, as if it's already asleep. Then, I feel really drowsy the following minutes.(And I just can't help it!)

Afterwards,slowly...slowly...slowly....one...two...three..four...f.... and my eyes were shut. 

I go through this everytime I'm in a moderate-severe case of my attacks.

When I wake up the following day, I feel really light (like I'm floating). It (the feeling) doesn't  last though, just the first couple of minutes when I get up.

Just so you know, I really don't like talking about this. That's why you may notice that I only give little details about it. I'll give you two good reasons. First, some may be grossed out. Second, what really happens to me is a bit personal. Not unless you've witnessed me having an allergy attack. Then I couldn't hide it now, could I? (laughs)

Maybe now you wonder why I wrote this even if I'm a bit privy about it. Tell you what, I'll give you one EXCELLENT reason: Because, to those who says "ang arte mo naman!", you don't know how much I want to choke you when you say that! 

Some people just don't get it. It's not being "maarte" or being "rich". It's about being HYPERSENSITIVE to some f*n' stuffs and you CAN'T do anything about it! They don't know how people with this kind of sickness deals with it everyday of their lives. You have to give up some things, in order to avoid triggering the condition. 

As for myself, it's been a part of my life to bring along with me different kinds of medication for it. It's like my lifesaver. Apart from that, I stay away from seafoods. (specifically, crab and shrimp).

There are other stuffs which triggers my ailment, but there's really no need for you to know.

My only point here is that, if you're with someone who has the same case as mine, try to be sensitive. (Because, I tell you, they are hypersensitive to your negative comments as well. And we know that there's no medication for that).

I'm just glad that I have my family and some real good friends who understand my condition, and they're all pretty much concerned about it. Maybe it's time for you to be one of them. 

elf_archer09 =)

 

 

To You, Shawty, Who Can't Cease Being A Snoop

I found this quote today:

Broads need to learn about boundaries, thats why they always get hurt; being insecure, nosy and curious.Lee’s Blog, Dec 2008

Sorry ladies, hate to break it to you, but I totally agree with the author of the blog. I mean, why the hell are you snooping around your BF's phone?! In the 1st place, IT ISN'T YOURS for chrissake!

If you think he's cheating on you, then why not confront him instead? Find another way to bust his ass! Checking his phone would only make you look stupid. Smart girls don't do that stuff! We should, at all times, use our brain.

"There's this girl I know who even broke his bf's phone, and honestly, I couldn't blame the guy if he wants it paid (by his girl). At first, I thought, "what kind of guy would make her gf pay for a broken phone?!" But, for a second thought, "WTF! It's his damn phone, and not hers!!"

You see, before you make a total mug out of yourself, THINK FIRST!

It's just a normal thing that you see messages from girls on your guy's phone.(photos even) But, try not to lose your head. Don't be like any other bee-otch around who's suffering from inferiority complex!

If you know he loves you to the core, then trust the guy. (TRUST is another keyword here). If you don't have enough of it, BREAK UP with the f*n' chap!

You don't need the angst he's giving you. (And he doesn't need a dubious girl, scrutinizing his private junks). You're a 21st century femme, and martyrdom is off the trend.

I can still remember when my ex and I were at his cousin's house. He was in the dining room enjoying an extra grub that afternoon, while I was at the living room. When he was done, he went to me and asked "may nagtext ba sa'kin?", and I was like, "ewan ko, tignan mo phone mo." With that he said, "Hmmn... ba't di mo tinignan? You should try to check minsan."

So, what's the lesson here? You don't need to b***h around his phone to be in the know of what's in it. One moment or another, he will allow you to look through it. But until he permits it, hands off,missy!

Now how do we resolve this mobile espionage you've been on?! Start getting off his frickin' phone!!!

Tip Of the Day: Watch "Little Black Book".

My Edhel Taren

When I saw him on LOTR 7 years ago, I knew I was in love! You can see why!

At the age of 14 years old-- years before I even had my first and only boyfriend (who is my "EX" now, btw), I fell in love. (hahaha! What a way to address it!)
I thought I was just going to view a movie which is almost certainly like any other escapade movie or whatever you call it, but, HELL, NO! It definitely, beyond doubt, was not.

When I first saw Legolas Greenleaf (Just for an added info. Legolas means "greenleaf". Redundancy! haha! But it doesn't matter anyway), my heart was beating like it never did before.
I was like "God in heaven, is this.... love?" (laughs)

Everything about him is just so, out of lack of a word to describe it, ASTOUNDING!!!

I was, without any resistance, held captive by this enchanting elf warrior/prince.

Enamored is the best word to designate how I felt. I've never seen someone so fine as him.

He's near to perfection. His facade is flawless. That long, silky blonde hair, those eyes with a fierce stare (and a mesmerizing one when he smiles), and oh.. not to mention those scrumptious lips. It's just too much to take. lols.
His features are well put together (thanks to J.R.R Tolkien's imaginings).

He preserves such grace as he strides in speeding moments. His crafty bowmanship leaves my heart dazed as he shoots Orcs (grotesque enemy monsters in LOTR) one by one, showing them no mercy.(Bloody Hell!)

But,even with all his superb physiognomy, he never was a smug. He remains to be humble, with enough love in his heart.

There! That's how I bumped into love, and that's all about my Premier Amour. It's silly when you come to think of it, but really, if I find someone with his likeness, I'll surely be taken with him.

Quit Lazying Around, and Get Your A** Movin' Girl!

Awh... headache... arggh.... what? it's F*ing 11:30am already??! Last time i checked it was just 07:15 am. Oh jeez! I'm so good at being a sleepyhead these days.

Just got home yesterday for my dad's birthday, and I slept at 2.45am for the 2nd time around. I'm not an insomniac. The first day, I had one thing going going on in my mind-- my friend who passed away ( It makes me think s*t about her being six feet under the ground!). This is my problem, every time someone dies (someone close to me, that is), I get caught up in denial stage of grieving and it feels like s*t!!! I'm a frickin' PARANOID!!!!!

It was made worse when my mom called me up when I was still in Cagayan, about my grandmother's cousin who was killed brutally when he ran over a kid while driving. ( I'll tell you about it on my next blog... well, only "IF" I don't get too lazy)... (Oh If! If is good.lols)

So I start my day late, and my emotional and psychological hang-ups still doesn't give me the right to be  the world's ultimate lazy bum. 

Get up Princess Jazz! (I said to myself) Called out to my cuz like "Awiiiee, please make me a cup of coffee... pretty please!

after several minutes......

aah that's great! there's nothing like a cup of coffee in the morning.  Oh by the way, Ate Jinky arrived, our home service manicurist, and I was like "Thank Heavens I'mma get my nails done!" coz they look soooo dead. hahaha!

"Ahuh Ahuh I got my nails done.. I got my nails done..." (Kuzco way. hee.)

whoow whoow wait... I haven't worked out on something yet. So, lazy bum (that's me!) went to her room and gave it a fix. 

If you haven't known yet... I am the Master of Bed making! I can change the sheets in less than five minutes, (If I'm not using fitted sheets) and it's done neatly.

I'm every body's favorite when it comes to getting their bed fixed, and their room even. :-)

You can call it my hidden talent. (which is not-so-hidden actually) :-D

So then, what next?? oh... my closet.... my lovely closet.... *gasps* OH.... MY HOLY CRAP!!! Darn! It's all messed up!!! It must have been left by the messy dudette that I sometimes am. (laughs)

I fixed it anyway; Arranging shirts (including the really cute ones that I recently bought from Artwork. heehee), blouses, pambahay, and the rest into their respective places. (I have a thing for my closet. :-) I don't want it to look as if a tornado came past it).

Moving on, moving on... I dusted off the keyboards (which I don't use by the way. lols), the teevee (which has no cable connection), and the window panes.  

To just give it the final touch, I swept the floor. As if it's not enough, I did it thrice. ( Behold! The O.C in me arise!) haha!

*sighs* haaah...

Voila! It's done! At least, I did something productive for the day, and made my abandoned (I haven't used the room for several months; Just to not confuse you.) room more homie.

P.S: I was thinking about making a blog while working on my room, but there were a lot of subjects popping out of my head, which explains the content of this one.

Have an Elven Blessed Week! :-D

 

Just Too Bored...

Every now and then, something weird,fun, or interesting happens around me. As much as I wanted to share it to everyone around here, I can't. My self is my greatest foe when I think of blogging all the time.

I'm just way too bored and feelin' kind of lazy doing all this typing down words and making them into something that you guys might want to read.

UN-Fortunately, right now I'm sort of making one which is basically about me being disinterested in writing one but the irony of this is that, I'm now creating this stuff. Oh God! Haha! I'm totally gaga right now.

So, do you think I should continue on? If you think so, then let me know so I can really put a piece of my heart in this. Awwh Jeez... now you really think I'm being silly. Am I really like that?

So honestly, I'm asking myself what's gotten into me. But, I can't figure out and I just continue typing down words like "this" word. ahahaha.

Really, I'm just pissed off, so, sorry.

I'm out!

Travel On, Dreaming On....

What's with traveling? Being mobile all my life? Do I love being that way? A part of me shouts out loud "YES!" but the half of me weeps ever so discreetly asking "Can't you just halt for a while?"

It's the kind of sentiment that I haven't been acknowledging for ages. Sooner or later I have to face it, especially that I can't help but dream when I travel. Stuffs haunt me. (laughs out loud)

(You Belong To Me in background. lols)

If only that one would say "stay and just be with me." Then maybe I would, but it never asked me to, it didn't want me and never needed me to stay.

Oh trash that! Let me just keep going on. No more pathetic dramas in my life.

Times Gone By

hey, whatssaap? Read on, be my guest!

Today is apparently, Dec. 8,2008 and it doesn't need Legolas' keen sense to notice that it's been over a year since I've visited this hidden spot. The reason is, I was down and out,lols. Quite heart broken you could say, but really, it was far more complex than that. I had to pick up fragments of myself on the ground so I could visit this site again and tell everyone or no one that somehow I'm almost whole.

Not a grand come back I guess but, I feel a whole new me flourishing inside. The pain that caused me breathtaking silent tears is nearly mended. Just a little bit more and I'll forget how it felt.

I thought I'm the only person walking on earth who's busted and stabbed with all the heartaches love and life could bring, but I realized I'm not.

Few days ago, though I feel affected no more by these damn thoughts and mem'ries, I felt light-hearted but scared. I'm still scared of the enormous possibility that I could never be happy, until my best friend shared to me how her cousin and her boyfriend broke up after 8 years of them being a twosome.

Then, it dawned on me that it doesn't really matter if you're happy or sad and lonely "at a point in time" (oh shit! this phrase is banished so let me use...)/ at one moment in our lives because events, led by fate, that is willed by God will definitely come to a turning point. You know, like how the wheel works. (need not to explain that)

To make it short, it doesn't matter how long you've been together,or if you just met yesterday. If you're not meant to be, then YOU ARE NOT! You could wait til' hell freezes over, but sweetie, you just can't force it. But if you two are heavenly matched, then no hurricanes nor thunderstorms could ever keep you from being together. (Not even the other half could stop it for that matter) haha... *wink*

That's how I believe things are moving about and it helped me not to ask a lot of "why" questions about the things, the painful things that happened to me. As time goes by, answers will reveal themselves to you, and some were revealed to me already.

Never doubt your faith, it's the only thing that'll help you through.