I was taking the 6.00pm shuttle bus home from uni; it’s the time where almost everyone goes home so you can imagine the amount of people rushing to get a seat in the bus, because standing it just dreadful. Anyway I managed to enter the bus in the nick of time *hallelujah* but I was the first one to stand cause there wasn’t anymore seats. :(
Bag on my right shoulder and file in my left arms. So all the stabilization to stand is all on the right hand. A few turns and bumps I still manage to stand upright (barely), but one sharp turn….. I swayed backwards and boom I hit the floor. PAISEH LIKE MAD.
The girl who was sitting next to me asked if I wanted to sit, I said it’s okay. I don’t want her to fall like me :S I’ve fallen once, it’s okay for me to fall another time. I mean, she has a seat so why take the risk?
She totally ignored my refusal, stood up and offered her seat to me T.T….
I felt so embarrassed and so surprised. She didn’t need to give me the seat nor do I deserve her kindness. Doesn’t it occur to her that she might fall too? Didn’t she ‘fought’ for seat?
No. This didn’t run through her mind at all. She blindly gave me her seat.
This doesn’t seem to be a big deal to some of you but if you have taken a bus to somewhere, you’d know how terrible it is to stand in the bus. Public buses are probably better ‘cause they have poles for you to hold. The school’s shuttle bus have nothing. It’s either you hug the chair or hold on to the compartment platform.
I sat there, numb. Then I recalled my prayer to God last night: grant me the strength, the patience, good health to go through this semester. Help me when I’m in trouble or at a lost.
I don’t even know what to say but thank You for sending this kind stranger to my rescue. He really does put the right people in our lives, whether for a lifetime or for a short moment to remind us that they still exists; that we should portray that kind of example to others as well.
Thank You Jesus, and thank you stranger. God bless you abundantly.
Another semester is over!! Time flies quick. One moment you realise you’re now 20 years old, and the next you completed yet another semester.
God is truly gracious towards me. What do you say to a man that watches over you day and night, telling you is alright when the going gets tough, loves you no matter what the circumstances? I don’t know how to express because a simple ‘thank you’ is certainly not enough.
To sum up semester 3, it was tough. There are a lot factors that led me to say that.
First, it was probably my contentment. I mean, it’s the third semester where I’m slowly getting used to the ideas and subjects I need to study. It’s like looking at the clock everyday and not realizing how grateful we should be to have a clock……… something like that.
Another factor would be all the group assignments. There are a lot of them this semester, and let me tell you each one of them was difficult to manage even though all of my group members were the same in every assignment. One may not understand that particular subject, resulting disagreements or heated conversations. Yeah, it happens and it did.
The third reason would be the new subject: Management Science. Oh boy. I don’t know if it was the lecturer or the subject itself was boring. It explains the types of traits you should have to be a leader, the person who manages the company. How you should do it, what you must do and why. It’s similar to studying Moral one way or another, in my opinion.
The other factor would be the most apparent reason. So, due to my contentment, I became lazier. Putting my leisure time first (most of the time) and assignments second. Juggling them both shouldn’t be difficult but because I was so stubborn, so content, I couldn’t break out of the ‘lazy routine’.
It hit me when I got my mid-term test results. It wasn’t really a wake-up call; I was just reminded of what my goals are. Along the lines would be ‘DON’T DISAPPOINT YOUR FAMILY’. Ohyes, a person as stubborn as I am should be a little more harsher towards ownself.
(I actually wrote more but idk where did all the other stuff I wrote went . Prolly ‘cause I was blogging through my phone and I forgot what I wrote so…..…)
The reason why I always post my results up each sem is because I want you to see and know how I got it (also to boost my self esteem teeheehee *shameless*). I took the exams but it was He who provided.
Besides the dengue, I didn’t fall sick! It’s a big deal because I fall sick too easily.
Just realized that my last proper post was 2 months ago. But fret not because I am here! I guess you could say I pick the right time whenever i update ‘cause it’s my birthday today! :D
I’m finally 20 years old - the age between being a teen and a step before adulthood; that’s how i see it. In reference to my post title, as you all know, moulting basically means the “periodic shedding of the skin”. So by moult-teen I mean that I have shed the ‘teen’ shell, no longer ‘twenTEEN’ but ‘twenTY’.
Yeah man, I’m in the ‘-TY’ class now, woots! Jamie has leveled up! *~*~*
I don’t particular mean that I’m happy to be all grown up though. I’m just excited about what’s next in this new stepping stone. What is it like to be this young adult; what lies ahead of me; whether I’d be a role model?
Who knows? There are so many possibilities that makes it all so energizing to look forward to.
It’s embarrassing and exciting all at the same time! Like, you know it’s your birthday, and you can’t help but to feel all jumpy and giddy, trying to hint everyone around that it’s your birthday. But you also have to remain cool and calm ‘cause you dowanna make such a big deal out of it. Like when people wishes you ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’, all you wanna reply back is a huge ‘THANK YOU! YES IT’S MY BIRTHDAY. OTHER PEOPLE, PLEASE WISH ME TOO’. But no. You can’t do that ‘cause you might look like a stuck up, attention seeking person. So all you can reply is ‘Aw thank you *blush*’, which sucks ‘cause you wanna show more gratitude than that.
(It’s your birthday and you’re having a war with yourself. *.*)
On another note, I can’t thank God more for placing great friends in my life. Everybody knows how hard it is to have friends. They aren’t all the same, so sometimes you have to adjust to each personalities without changing your own. Like the saying goes “you can be surrounded by 100 friends yet still feel lonely”.
I’m truly grateful to meet and be a friend to the 4 people that I sometimes get fed up of, get annoyed and frustrated at. That doesn’t sound very nice does it, haha. But friendship is like that. Like little children, you be friends, you quarrel, you realize your mistakes and then make up. You get to know a little bit about them each time: what they dislike, how to tick them off, what makes them happy.
To the 4 of you, thank you for being my friend even though I’m bossy and annoying. I have 4 of you and that’s enough for me. Thank you for being a gift to me, and the wonderful gift you’ve given me today. :) Now that’s something to talk about.
They gave me a plastic with 2 small cake boxes and a chocolate lava cake on top. In each box, there are 2 slices of cakes, which means I have 4 in total.
Do you know how amazing is that?
I got CAKES. Not cake. 4 SLICES OF DIFFERENT KINDS OF CAKE. FOUR(4)
My recent cravings for cakes has been fulfilled and overflowed. *tears of joy* It means a lot to me. Thank you so much to the 4 of you. :’)
I’m blessed with another present I got from aunty Millie. Ohmy. I don’t even have the words to say.
*more tears of joy*
For those who don’t know what this is, it’s a complete set of cross stitch: chart, threads, cloth and needles. The chart (the piece of paper with cartoon) is an A4 size. the cloth however, is times 4 in length. The previous cross stitch patterns I’ve done are all small scale. This would be my first big project! :D
Undeniably excited! I need to find a proper time to do it though. It’s not exactly time consuming. It’s only so if you’re very into it until you can’t and don’t wanna stop. HEEHEEHEE :3
Presents always makes us feel like a child again huh? It’s good for the soul; puts you in a good mood. :)
Anyway, yay TWENTYTWENTYTWENTY!!! With the big TWO-ZERO yo.
I’m too distracted to study right now due to obvious reasons. So many things happened in just one night because of General Election. All the time wasted on waiting for the results, the scandals, lies, cheats and most of all, disappointments.
So, while a lot of people are complaining and expressing their feelings about GE13, I’m NOT gonna do the same. Too much heartbreak to handle. What I will be talking about though is why have I been MIA for these couple weeks. :)
Simply put, I had dengue.
WARNING! This will be a lengthy post.
At first it was Tim who had it. Then somehow I guess the mosquitoes who bit him bit me too, because he had the antigen in his body. I didn’t notice it at first. I thought I just had a normal fever due to lack of sleep and over-tiring myself. I could still go to classes, walk, eat, drink. The symptoms wasn’t apparent enough for me to realise that I had dengue too.
We started to suspect that I had it too because the symptoms I was having was too similar with what Tim had. So, I finally decided to go for a blood test at the end of the week with Tim in the hospital. I debated with myself for taking the blood test because I was afraid as I’ve never been drawn blood before. But for my LIFE’S SAKE, it must be done.
Thank God the doctor was gentle and good with needles. I barely felt any pain, and I guess he pitied me because he saw how scared I was. I got the results 2 hours later.
My platelet was at 146. We didn’t know if it was dropping or not because I had nothing to compare it with. So, I went to the nearest clinic for blood tests everyday. My blood count was in a dropping trend. From 146 to 131 and finally 99. The normal blood count a person should have is between 150 to 450.
It was such an emotional breakdown each time I got the results.
As days gone by, I slowly recovered. My white blood cells fought and won the battle! There’s no medicines for dengue, FYI. It depends solely on your body immune system. I mean, you can buy all the food and drinks to boost your blood count up, but in the end your body needs to fight for itself.
I wanna say thank you for all the people who prayed for Tim and I. Thank you Cynthia and Janice for the papaya leaves. Thank you Tim’s uncle for buying crab soup for us. Thank you Vern for being here with us. Sorry for being a party pooper. :( You DID plan to come here to have fun. Initially. I hope you did anyway. :)
Thank You God for all these people who prayed for us. They are without a doubt, a huge blessing in our lives. Thank You for putting them in our lives.
For those who think that mosquitoes are harmless, and all the precautions to prevent aedes mosquitoes are unnecessary, THEY COULD KILL YOU.
Tim and I both suffered from high fever. His temperature actually reached 40 degree Celsius If that’s not serious, idk what is. We both did not have appetite to eat at all. Our body was sore and aching. Headaches that makes it so hard to sleep and rest. Worrying all the time if our blood count is dropping. THIS IS SERIOUS POOP MAN. You could die if your platelet falls beneath a certain level. Internal bleeding might just happen and everything will become hectic and chaotic and all the needless panicking will make it all worse.
Here are some information you should know:
If you’re wondering why can’t you eat pain killers and antibiotics, that’s because they will cause your platelet to drop.
So to all people out there, please take at least 10 minutes of your time to clean your house. Whatever stagnant water laying around, pour and clear it away. Simple as that.
Your life is more precious than that 10 minutes of your time.