In sickness and in health.

I haven't been that serious about getting sick or whatever, since I am not a sickly person. But this experience of mine made me rethink things and to take my health status into account.

It was the night of August 18 when I started feeling that a headache was coming my way. Thinking it would be gone by morning, I slept it off. I woke up early in the morning running a fever and my head still hurting. It was a big day for me since it was a rehearsal day for the LPU Chorale in which I am a new member (well, I think so because they keep reminding me to attend their rehearsals).

Right Thing + Wrong Time = Wrong Thing

It's been exactly 4 months, 13 hours and 30 minutes since that day where I thought everything in my life would feel like hell. Yes, it still hurts every time i think of it. It still stings whenever I remember that there's no going back, that there's no way I could change what has been said and done.

At my age, people would think I should be having fun, fall in-love, go to school, complete  my homework, shop, and whatever it is that teenagers do. I do those things, alright. There's just this one specific thing I had a major struggle with. LOVE. Like most girls I know, I've been struggling with it basically my whole teenage life.

That fail "About Me" section. BLAH.

Since that About Me thingy pushed my buttons to the core, I'ma introduce myself here, my first post.

The name's Rebekkah Cruz Lego, my friends call me Bea and those other names i have no idea where they got.

Everybody says they're not the typical person. Well, everybody's different from everyone else, yes? So nevermind the I'm-not-the-typical-girl thingy. Let's bring it closer to home.