He never fails.

I am terribly sick for two days now.
I have a fever.

And ofcourse, he's there to take care of me.
And miraculously I am ill-free!!

Just like before.

The first time I heard him cry.

It feels like I am swollen by kraken.

I wanted to cry too but it's too embarrassing to cry in front of his niece, nephew and friends. But the time he was in drastic part of crying, I began to act as if I was a worm and that I just don't know what to do with myself. Y'know, do I have to comfort him? I mean, in what way? Blahhh.

It's too hard to cope with something you're not used to.
I am not used to visit ill people in hospital suites-- Esp. if they have something connected anesthesia or whatever medicine on them.
It just made me feel very sick too.
And the fact that I have this big fear with injections.

So here is it.
We, his friends and I, visited his father in some San Mateo hospital. We waited for, like, an hour or half finding him within the vicinity. We were going to surprise him sana. Kaso kami nasurprise. Haha.

Then after an hour or half, we saw him and he invited us to come with him upstairs, to his father. We followed him then.

As he was opening the door, I was hiding behind his friend 'cause I am shy when it comes to introducing and shiz. But unfortunately, I was able to encounter that case again where someone introduced me to someone. He introduced me to his mom and all but except to his father, who is ill and cannot force himself to move anymore.

His mom asked us to sit and so we sat.

The nurse came right in to check on his father's pulse. His father has no Blood Pressure anymore. It's only the pulse forcing him to live (And hopefully, it'll get better). Then the doctor opened the door and rudely said that his father will die later, directly to the point and without hope. I was, like, so pissed off. He even said that "Mamaya na yan. Intayin na lang natin magdisintegrate." Like, what? he's a soil? Nagdidisintegrate? Bum you! You should be fired!


All of a sudden there was this wide silence.

Then they cried.

I want to cry, yeah. But I keep on holding it up 'cause I don't want to get to emotional and shiz. So I did. I did pressed it up back to my nasolacrimal canal.

And then, the drama came in and his friends and I were talking when to leave by texting. Nakakahiya kasi umalis kasi lahat sila umiiyak and sobrang bigat ng feeling namin non.

His mother exited the room and he pulled me and said "Halika.", and he was dragging me towards his father. I don't want to be so upclose with his father 'cause I am not used to like that, remember. It gives me nightmares. But eventually, I was pulled beside the bed but I set aside my fear. I listened to him. He's gonna introduce me to him. Aww.

Then he said so many drastic stuffs that made us wanna cry. His friends were teary-eyed and I was already dropping tears 'cause I can't help seeing him like that especially hearing him like that. It's different.

That time, I just wanna hug him and cheer him up with the best cheering dance steps I know but I just can't. I just want to give them some time to talk. I know his father's listening.

Then we cried.

After few minutes, we decided to leave.

When his friends and I entered the car, heard the engine, we sat still there, quiet. We were shocked and disturbed, perhaps.

I don't know.



Hey Hon. I know you'll be pissed when you read this or maybe not.
Medyo mabigat pa kasi feeling ko kaya nilabas ko dito.

I got unconscious and i was about to kill myself...

It's true.

We have no maids at home.
I have to do all the chores.
Well, not all.

So this is what happened:

I finished washing the dishes so apparently my hand are wet.
My mom asked me to open the gate 'cause my tita is already there.

I got the keys (Here's the part where I became unconscious)
And I straightly went to the plug to insert the keys into the plug, which as we may all know can kill me. (And the fact that my hands are wet)

The keys are so close to the hole of the plugs then my mom screamed and I was awake. Haha. Good job, Mom.

So that's what happen.
My guy said I was possessed.
I dont know exactly.

Tinee and Elisa collaboration.

See it for yourself.

Iam gonna give you a peep photo :)



So as you can see, We're not that so glamorous. But still we think we succeeded on what we want to aim ^_____________^ Hey drop us a comment or a suggestion. We'll take it.

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ELISA"S MULTIPLY



That's all.

Don't you feel it? Don't you feel it.

So basically, I am gonna tell you hello like everybody says because I am a damn mockingbird.

Philippines is a f'cking third world country.
Ofcourse, people in the middle class probably don't experience such cases like hunger unless they're skipping meals or such. I am guilty in skipping meals. Anyhow, I , really, am not interested in watching news late at night. I usually do this and sometimes those. A few hours before, I was able to watch the damn news. It was damned. I mean, how come I can't feel we're in the bottom?

In the news, crimes lined up. Some were killed ; some were battered ; some were the suspects. It all circle around those people. Everyday. It's all the same yet different people... every other day.

It cannot be like this.
It surely can't be.

In the later years of our life, I am sure and I am really sure that poverty will squeeze our mind til' we vommit. Unless, the government decides to die. I am not saying that I don't like Gloria. I like her 'cause she's smart. It's only her evil plans, just like a villain, that I do not like about her.

Anyways, too much realization about the country.

Since I am mockingbird...

Hey, since I pretend to be a mockingbird here in blogger, I'll say hi like everyone else says.

I am not new to this kind of thing. I've been using blogger ever since my dog died but because this is a new account, I'll be really loving you if you can view me or such alike ^^

My name's Christine Cruz. But they typically call me, Tinee.

That's all for now. I don't like to give all my informations, right?

auf wiedersehen!