Rainy Mushy Morning..

I woke up and embraced the cold breeze of the morning... Out of the blue, I remembered my childhood crush 'Angelu De Leon'.. She was my type; cute yummy face, voluptous body, (The last time I saw her on television, she was so fat. ;o) and her ever wacky but feministic gestures.

How I wish I could meet an Angelu De Leon of my age. <3

Lamat

It's not a good sight, yes it might.
Happiness.. Forgiveness..

I'm no flawless, but don't me feel less.
Accept me for what I am.. Don't break me for what I am..

I can't believe, you could deceive.
I never thought.. However I caught..

Its been done after all...
We are to fall.

It could be..
It can be.

Regret..
Forget.

I am saddened..
I am broken.

We are broken.

Food, Pagkain, Chibog!

After my surgery, it's exactly the 6th day since and I'm still prescribed to have cold-soft diet. Until when? Argh! I've been eating rice porriage, macaroni soup, soft bread, ice cream and any cold drinks except with too much acid on it - every meal time

Well... I've never thought in my wildest dream that I could withstand such constraint. One more day and I'll be able to complete the whole week without heavy meal, haha! Though it deprives me for my cravings but sure it will make me less off the cholesterol.

I'm getting weaker each and everyday.. However this diet program will make my wounded tonsil beds heal so I have no choice unless I want to be a slave of this treatment forever. No way... But I missed to eat without restrictions! Hopefully by next week, I could get my tongue off some tasty pasta, lucious pizza, or anything delicious on the table! =D

Recalling the night before the surgery...

It was my first time to underwent a surgery. It wasn't major, tonsillectomy - the surgeon removed my swollen tonsils. It was tough because I had to go general anesthesia having the thought it was some severe operation. Argh! Psychology..

My operation was scheduled 6 am, on the 24th. I was confined in the hospital a day ahead. I know I'll be fine because I was aware of the procedures and yet I was well taken cared of by the nurses and doctors of the hospital. However, I felt a little bit worried about the whole scenario because it was still a surgery.

Unfortunately at the night of the 23rd until the early morning of the 24th - around 12-3 am, I wasn't be able to sleep because I was diagnosed with slight miyocarditis (inflammation of the muscles in the heart) in my ECG. (heart test) Too much excitement or nervous? What is certain is, it is a bad news.

I felt anxious about it, not to mention the pain that I've suffered when the nurses had difficulty injecting the syringe to my vein (shy-type, fuck not at this time) for the dextrose. And merely the doctors as well if they will give me the clearance to continue the operation, 3 hours prior. I've taken a couple more of examinations for the tracing of my heart. The cardiologists didn't had the time for any contemplation regarding my case that's why a hasty conference was pulled off for the final decision.

Finally and fortunately... They talked to me in a positive note thus, I told myself that I can finally sleep before they would drag me to the operating room at the sunrise. ;[

Music to my heart!

Korean music... Particularly the sad ones... Its the most soothing thing I want to hear whenever I root for comfort. Its not that I'm emotional thus, it makes me feel relax and think deeper of the things I don't give value but have great importance.

Korean music... You'll find fine rhythm, sincerity within the song, and compassion in the feeling. Cherish it while drifting along with the wind, be carried along...wherever. Its like a soft cushion where I could lay during the weary moments. However, most of the music are so heart-touching which makes my tears come out.

Korean music.. Digs the soft side of me, it reflects a lot of things, serves as an inspiration and yet a therapy! Haha. Its a matter of expression, that's what music is all about. I just gave my own justification. ;D