Road Motorcycle Runover

Hello People!

Yes, I am quite glad to say that I'm back! I decided NaNo was too much pressure and I hardly have time these days due to my busy work schedule, so I quit! :) Expect lesser posts from me though, but at least once a week. My grandfather rode the boat to another place yesterday, he had to attend the funeral of his cousin who was in his late 70s. His cousin's cause of death? Hit by a speeding motorcycle.

Which brings us to the third time CherryBlossom saved my life. 6th Grade, on my way to school, I skipped down the road happily, fare in my pocket, and bag in hand. Upon reaching the highway, I had to cross the road to ride to school. By then I was pretty confident in my crossing the road skills and didn't use the nearby sky-walk at all. Left, Right, clear. I crossed the first lane, following a lady to my left who was also crossing the road. On my right, I saw a group of vehicles coming, and the lady started crossing hurriedly again. Pressured of having to think quickly, I decided at the last minute to follow the lady, thinking that I could make it even though the group of vehicles were closing in fast. I was wrong.

Halfway through the lane, the motorcycles leading the group of vehicles that included buses, cars, jeepneys, etc. was running very near, one of the rider's shoulders hit mine. He was thrown of the motorcycle and I was thrown back on to the road. 

Luckily, no one was seriously hurt. The driver (a guy in his early adulthood, I bet) and his motorcycle were on the road, but still talking and not injured. (If he was, I didn't notice.) And me? I was a bit shocked and helped up by some people, most of them already talking about bringing me to the hospital. I sat down at the side of the road, my leg still shaking and can hardly get up.

I refused because I knew my grandparents would get angry and I didn't want to let them know, so I just asked to brought to my house, which one of the people kindly did.

I had to tell my grandparents about it sometime later though, but i'm just glad I didn't end up dying.

Thank You CherryBlossom!

The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him,
   and he delivers them. 

~ Psalm 34:7 KJV

One Lovely Blog Award

 Another Award?! Thanks a bunch Sarah, I loff you for this. :)

I am now passing this award to other deserving bloggers who has gifts of writing lovely blog posts. So please take note of the following guidelines when you get this award:

• Accept the award. Post it on your blog with the name of the person who has granted the award and his or her blog link.

• Pay it forward to 15 other bloggers that you have newly discovered.

• Contact those blog owners and let them know they’ve been chosen.

      
     So here are my 15 lovely bloggers : 

• My Everyday Inspiration 
• Just Plain Tired
• Live Love Life
• Storing Up Treasures
• Rickety Ride
• All My Followers
• My Droppers

 Yes, well, er...I can't really name some of my followers because I lost track on who is who. :P Nah, just kidding. Drop a comment and I'll add you to the list. If you already have this, well, I'm still giving it to you! :P

To all my followers and droppers, don't hesitate to grab this award. The first ten to do so, I'd add you to the list. And the rest will have to wait for someone else to give you this so that other people will have someone to give to too. Remember, if you're following me and/or dropping a lot, I have already given you permission to grab. Think of it as a free gift, already given, but has to be claimed. So don't hesitate! Drop a comment and I'll add you to the list. :)

Okay, now, on to the explanations.

As you may have noticed, I seem to not be here so often anymore. My drops have lessened because I don't drop as much anymore. But no, I haven't abandoned you! Reason is, have you ever had any of those months when everything seems to be so hectic? Yeah, that's what's going on with me now. I have to sleep like, only five hours a day due to my busy work schedule. Plus, I joined NaNoWriMo. 

Does anybody know what NaNoWriMo is? Well, for those who don't, it means National Novel Writing Month. Every year, at the month of November, writers and non-writers from all over the world get together and aim to write a Novel of 50,000+ words in one month, which is November. So many are in this and many will attempt, but only a few will win. If you reach 50,000+ words by the end of November and submit it in to their website: nanowrimo.org, you will be labeled a winner.

Now, there isn't any guarantee of a prize except the satisfaction of being a winner and the feeling of accomplishment, but many join. You can write about anything actually: ranging from Sci-fi to Drama Nonsense. I'm actually writing some sort of teenage romance/sci-fi sort of thing and it's my first year. I didn't expect it to be this hard. I'm behind like, three days. I still have to try and write 6,000 words to catch up after this. So there, you now know what's keeping me.

But carry on dropping, although I can not say I could drop back until December. Just know that I know you're there. I'll try to squeeze in time to blog here and there but we can never be sure.

Meanwhile, Happy Blogging and God Bless!

Over and Out,

~ KlayeBlayk

P.S. Hey you, yes you, do you mind Chipping In at that Chip-in widget in the sidebar? Please? I don't mind if it's even just a cent. :) *hinthint*

Dengue

 I was eleven years old when CherryBlossom saved me from my next near-death accident.

One day, I slept over in my bestfriend's house, on the couch, with the windows open, and without a mosquito net. I guess that's where I got bitten.

A few days after that, I had fever, off and on for about three days. My grandparents brought me to a clinic for check-up and the doctor advised for me to go to the Hospital and test my blood.

I was diagnosed as having dengue, and they had me admitted. I honestly, don't have that much of a memory of my hospital days either. I do know however, that I felt weak, more often asleep than awake, and preferring always to stay in bed.

It came to a time when my Platelet lowered to 40,000. By this time, my grandparents were already asking for prayer requests, within our church, and out of the country, among my relatives. They gave me this herbal medicine; Mangagaw, I don't know the English term for it. If you do however, do tell me. It was rumored to be a cure for dengue so my grandparents tried it, boiled it, and gave it to me to drink. One of the things I do remember, is that this wasn't very pleasant to drink. But luckily, after a few days, a little more Mangagaws, and lots more prayer requests, my Platelet begun rising again.

And I'm glad to say, that now, I sit before the notebook, typing, healed, and normal.

Thanks to CherryBlossom, for being by my side every single day, thanks to my grandparents and relatives for their prayers, thanks to this plant for it's help, and thanks to God for sparing my life.

He sent out his word and healed them, 

Snatching them from the door of death.

~ Psalm 107:20 NLT

Drowning

I was about 3-5 years old when CherryBlossom first saved me from a near-death accident. My family was having a nice relaxing visit to the pool; and me and my friend, Cha-cha, was playing in the kiddie pool. To tell you the truth, I don't actually remember everything. It was so long ago. All I know is that somehow, when the adults were taking their showers, me and Cha-cha ended up playing near the adult pool and I ended up falling in.

The adults with us asked Cha-cha where I was but she seemed quiet. And that's when they began to worry. Papa Alvin, a family friend, suspected I must have fallen into the swimming pool and dived down to get me.

All I remember of this, or what I thought I remembered, is: 

1.) Leaning over the pool somewhat captivated, before falling in.

2.) Seeing my Papa Alvin, swimming towards me, before falling unconscious.

3.) Waking up with wires all around me and breastfeeding from my Mom.

Of course, I'm not sure if # 1 and # 2, is real or if it's just from my dreams or imagined up by my mind and I got so used to it that I think it's real.

But # 3, I am almost 100% Certain that this is real. I just know, I know that it is a real memory.

CherryBlossom saved my life that day. My grandfather says that what was most heart-wrenching about it, was when they asked me if I prayed, I cried and confessed I did but God did not answer.

Truth is; and I didn't know it back then, He did. He saved me from dying and sent CherryBlossom to save me for something greater. Some greater plans He has for me that I have yet to find out.

You saw me before I was born. 

Every day of my life was recorded in your book. 

Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.

~ Psalm 139:16 NLT

CherryBlossom

Meet CherryBlossom. He's my bestest friend ever. I haven't seen his face, but I know he's been with me ever since I was born.

Yes, CherryBlossom is my Guardian Angel. I don't know for sure what his real name is, but I have named him as such, and he is special to me. I have dubbed him as a 'he', based on sorely nothing but a gut feeling. And I have pictured him as a warrior ever since. He is CherryBlossom, he is my warrior, he is my protector, he is my friend.

I don't know anyone who did this, but I don't regret naming CherryBlossom and I consider it as a childhood experience, naming him, since he was with me in most of my childhood days. Naming CherryBlossom came about because I did not want to refer to him as 'my guardian angel'. I wanted to refer to him as a real being thus making him feel more realistic. The few following entries will be about how CherryBlossom saved my life.

But for now, you can just meet him. He's right beside me, and I can feel he's smiling. When I cry, I turn to him for help, when I feel afraid, I search for him, and when I'm sad, I talk to him. I talk to him mostly before I go to bed. And each and every time, a warm  feeling overcomes me and I know he's there. I may not be as close to the Lord as you think, but I find CherryBlossom the first step to getting closer to God. Maybe someday, I can come to view God the same way I view the angel He sent me.

My Special Angel, My CherryBlossom.

For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.

~ Psalm 91:11 KJV

The Versatile Award

I did not expect this. This is sooo cool! ^^ It's my first. And thank you sooo very very much to you, Sarah for this awesome award! You know, I'd give one to you too if I could but you already have one. :)

Do you want to get this award? Here are the simple mechanics.

The Rules: Be sure to thank and link back to the person who gave you the award.

* Share 7 things about yourself.
* Pass the award to other bloggers who you think deserves it.
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Here are the seven things about me:
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So, here are the 7 things about me:
1. I am a Seventh-Day Adventist and happy to be.
2. I am a Filipina and proud of it.
3. I'm not as old as you think I am. :P
4. I love reading and I don't stop 'til I finish it.
5. My grandmother says I only eat once a day...continuously.
6. I'm on front of my notebook every day.
7. There are only four people closest to my heart.

Now that I have this rockin' award, I would love to pass it to Jen, neiyomee, DistressedParents, RicketyRide, and Just Plain Tired for their awesomeness and everyday drops. You guys rock!

P.S. Right click + save as the VERSATILE BLOGGER award to get it.

Crying Over Spilt Milk

Have you ever heard of the saying, 'Don't cry over spilled milk?' Well, my sister did a few days back, literally. She dropped the cup because it was so hot and began wiping it with the rag. We don't know exactly why but when she explained, her face turned into a deep frown and she cried. It was so hilarious, we couldn't help laughing. She curled up and cried. But a few minutes later though, she laughed along with us. Here's a picture of the latter:

As you can see, the milk which was spilt was Milo, and the girl curled up is my sister. I just thought it would be rather amusing to see the saying actually literal.

Moving on,

Here is a family friend who seemed to find her own daughter who she named, "Doll".

Doll and Bing Joy says 'hi'. Doll waves.

Doll relaxes on the lap of Bing Joy.

 Bing Joy helps Doll walk.

 Bing Joy cradles Doll.

Bing Joy and Doll says goodbye.

See that you do not despise one of these little ones. For I tell you that in heaven their angels always see the face of my Father who is in heaven.
~ Matthew 18:10 ESV