The name is Daisy, I am 18. I live in a bungalow somewhere in Manila. Been studying for eternity and yes, come 8 months I will proudly call myself "a fresh graduate". I'm taking up Broadcasting? The reason? It's because I am talkative. I spill secrets, I put the fire in heated arguements, I speak cold words for the cold hearts. I reminisce. I... never... forget...
when one of my bestest friends die. Almost 2 years ago to be exact, I cant barely imagine how our lives would be without him. Being in a barkada that is composed of guys breaks my heart when I heard their silent mournings when Khay died. Khay was one of the brothers I'll never forget. I had a hard time letting go of him actually. I wrote down letters everyday or every week at least to keep him updated on what's going on in my life. I kept them till it almost reached a point where it occupies a drawer in my closet. Then I decided to visit him, mourn along with prayers then burned the letters hoping that my words will reach him, or God, or whoever their messenger up there is.
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I am a very weird girl sometimes.
The name is Daisy, I am 18. I live in a bungalow somewhere in Manila. Been studying for eternity and yes, come 8 months I will proudly call myself "a fresh graduate". I'm taking up Broadcasting? The reason? It's because I am talkative. I spill secrets, I put the fire in heated arguements, I speak cold words for the cold hearts. I reminisce. I...cry...a...lot.
I must admit that i am really a cry-baby. I cry for even the simplest dramatic scene in a telenovela, I cry upon watching public service programs, I cry when my dogs are sick, I cry when I am really pissed, I cry upon hearing the saddest love songs, I cry when someone I love leaves. I cry a lot. It's an avenue for me to release all my emotions. But it's a secret. It's literally the other side of me.
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I am a very weird girl sometimes.
The name is Daisy, I am 18. I live in a bungalow somewhere in Manila. Been studying for eternity and yes, come 8 months I will proudly call myself "a fresh graduate". I'm taking up Broadcasting? The reason? It's because I am talkative. I spill secrets, I put the fire in heated arguements, I speak cold words for the cold hearts. I reminisce. I...love..more...than...myself.
When we found out that my lola's sickness is indeed dangerous, financially heavy and a burden to keep, the family has nothing to do but to accept the fact that we all have to sacrifice. Come dialysis days of lola, she sometimes lacks blood so rest assured that she needs replacement for all the blood that is lost. Dad, kuya. mom, tita, tito, cousins and vice versa as long as they are in the same blood type as lola donates neccesary amount of blood needed all for lola. (I'm about to burst into tears nanaman!)
It's actually a take it or leave it decision for the family. Because the only way lola can survive longer is through a kidney transplant.
One time I asked lola if she wanted to be cured. she said yes but she doesnt want a transplant because according to her she knows that no one will offer her kidneys for free.
"Ahm, gusto mo lan, ako nalang magbigay ng kidney ko?" I said.
She cried. she said as long as she wants to, she cannot do it. She loves me and she wants me to have a good life, she dont want my kidney. And then I told her I'm serious. I told her if it will cure her fast I am very much willing to do it. She said "no, apo God Bless You"
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I am a very weird girl sometimes.
The name is Daisy, I am 18. I live in a bungalow somewhere in Manila. Been studying for eternity and yes, come 8 months I will proudly call myself "a fresh graduate". I'm taking up Broadcasting? The reason? It's because I am talkative. I spill secrets, I put the fire in heated arguements, I speak cold words for the cold hearts. I reminisce. I... blog.
Aside from crying, i find writing very very helpful in stress management. I compose my thought, my stories, my everything when blogging. I may be weird, but that makes me stand out from everyone ;)
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