Skip to main content

Disclaimer

Just to let you know. I am not a good writer. Yup! I write as part of my healing process and nope! I don't have a mental disorder or under depression. I am a HemoDialysis patient. I write because this is my passion, my addiction and my medicine. I write to bespeak my feelings and emotions in that way I have something to look after.

This blog is all about anything. It can be about love, hate, dreams, poems, happenings, reminders and experiences.

I started to blog, if I'm not wrong that was 2008 or 2009. I started it by writing my very first heartaches. A friend told me. I should write my pain in a journal and make it a habit. When one of my friends friend publish her personal blog. Right away I signed up and that's all started. I remember I cried while writing every bits and pieces of my so called 'heartaches. Then I laughed after because I find it very stupid and continued writing.

Now I am back for being a regular here in this spot. Last year I was busy sharing my thoughts in one of those paying site called Bubblews where I earned $300 I think. Since Bubblews sudden change of rates, I decided to go back here. Well I'm still a regular there but I seldom write because of the slow earning process. Would love to go for another writing sites and later I changed my mind. Too much priorities will make me go crazy.

If happen you read my blog please do understand that I'm not trying to be one of those good blogger around the world. I blog, I write because this is my own way of moving, healing and my passion. I am not making a living for it.

I hope you have a good one taking time to read this.

Bhem.. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Celebrating Good Life at 30..

It was my 30th Birthday yesterday. I am so thankful I got this far and I know I will 30 years from now. I have that faith in me.  So I celebrated my Birthday at home with my family of course. We shared good food,good drinks and good conversation as always. My father empress me by cooking my fave dishes. I was surprised by how they prepared me my birthday dinner. I am overwhelmed. I know that I am still their one and only PRINCESS. My brothers was there and some relatives as well. For me that was one of the special event in my life and I know more to come.  After dinner my mother and I bought some ice cream and jelly roll for dessert and for the nephews and nieces. They like ice cream so much. When I was a kid I am a slacker for ice cream and now that I'm adult I don't like eating too much ice cream anymore. You know the thought that ice cream are for kids not for adults anymore. Do you agree with that? I agree lol.  This time no cards and no flowers. I just remembe...

One words Day

I'm so inspired to write some poetry today. It's like words come right through me. But I'm not a good writer just like anybody. I'm just trying to be like one and will never stop writing as long as I live. Learning the basic is what I'm doing now. Inspired by those local and individual who loves to write. I have here two of my writings. I know its not constructed but that's poetry right? More misery in its words. I also discovered my new fave author though I haven't got a chance to read her book but read some of her passage and poems. And I'm looking forward to have her books. Anyway, here's my two piece of my written words. More writings from me.. Till then. 

How it started.

When I decided to quit my 5-year job in a BPO company. I thought of working somewhere where I can excel. I have so many plans listed. And as a self-governing human being, being unemployed is not my cup of tea. I just can't sleep all day and not earning something. I need to remember I'm living in a boarding house that I need to pay plus the boyfriend is still studying. But I just can't get away with fun. So I decided to have fun first before applying for a new job. When I say fun, that means I need to sleep late. It's been going on after my first blood transfusion. Not knowing that I should have my follow up check up. Then, it was happening again. This time, I feel so dizzy. I always vomit. And I am having a headache every now and then. I never told the boyfriend about it at first because I'm afraid he might be worried about me again. Until he caught me vomiting in our room early morning. My head was too painful and the blurry vision is coming again. The boyfrien...