Spread The Deliria

The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well.

So, I just finished reading Lauren Oliver's, Delirium─the first installment off the Delirium Trilogy─last night. Honestly, I was a bit hesitant to pick it that I stalled quite a time before I finally decided to start reading it and I didn't really understand why. Until now I am actually asking myself why did I ever put it off, nearly rotting (of course, I'm exaggerating. I don't do that to my books!) just sitting in my bookshelf for months because as it turned out it was such a great book! No, scratch that. It was outstandingly outstanding!

It was something like I have had never read before and I thought I am now infected, not with amor deliria nervosa; but with the "Delirium fever!" I am hooked! :D

It was that awesome of a read that it had been twenty-four-hours now and I hadn't moved on with the ending yetttt! I could not move on! How could I? When I am still feeling like grieving? When I feel like bawling my eyes out all over again whenever I saw my copy of the book! No kidding, I can not move on to Pandemonium yet because I feel like I haven't grieved enough for Alex's death, like I don't want to part ways with his character yet! Oh this is all Lauren Oliver's fault! Lol.

Seriously. How could one write a book so beautifully that even the most heartbreaking of all the heartbreaking endings sounded─seemed─just right and perfect and well, beautiful! It's just so unfair! I am now a fan of Ms. Oliver! :)

If there is one thing that I learned out of this book though is that not everything the government or people who are in the authority says is always right. Or the truth. And that, just because some things are kind of become a norm don't mean we will just keep believing and doing it. Sometimes, err, a lot of times, we must ponder and see right through every things they say, every rules they implement and every action they take. In other words, we must be the captain of our own lives. As what Lena had said,

I know that life isn't life if you just float through it. I know that the whole point─the only point─is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and refuse to let them go.

I highly recommend this book for you to read! I promise it is worth your every cent and every seconds of your time. Oh and hey, spread the deliria! :)

Infected with amor deliria nervosa and has no plan of getting cured,

PS. I heard the book is being filmed now into a series and is currently one of Fox TV's wildcard contenders (as of this writing, anyway) to season pilot so I really hope they get to pick it!! That would be so dope!! :))))

Catty Love

I have always been a catty person. Unlike most girls that I know, I prefer adopting cats over pups. Though I don't mean that I don't like dogs (in fact, I do. Most especially when they do those puppy dog eyes? Ugh.) nor do they frighten me, it's just that... I dunno.

I think cats are more touchy-feely and malambing. And that's what I love the most about them. Oh, and another thing that I love most about cats is when sometimes I call out their names and they would just look at me and continue whatever it is that they were doing like they didn't hear me and were snubbing me? Call me weird or crazy or what but I like it! Haha! It's like they were saying, "I'm not some silly employee of yours that you can boss around and do every darn thing that you like! I'm the boss!" :D

So, right now I have adopted two stray cats (because I don't get the logic behind buying a breeded cat when there are many stray cats available for adoption. But of course, it's just me.): Hampy and Dampy. (Don't laugh! There's a story behind the names, okay?) Actually, tatlo sila. But for some unknown reason, the most recent adopted one, sneaked out on me and I didn't see her ever  again. Baka nakipagtanan na at gusto nang mag-asawa. Hayaan na natin sya kung saan s'ya masaya.

Ok, enough of the side comments. Gosh. Ang dami ko alam! Haha!

Going back to my cats, I am so happy to tell you that my first baby, Dampy is now a certified mum!! Yay. She gave birth to four little cutesy kittens!!!

It was the morning of April 1st when I found her and her babies on the improvise bed that I made them where she could lay in. Imagine the feeling when you unexpectedly receive a gift from someone you adore so much? That's how it was. I almost felt like a six-year-old all over again gushing on a Christmas day about the gifts that I had received. It was such a happy moment.

It's such a shame I didn't get to see the labor thing, though. That would have been fun to watch I bet. Or not. But still, I am so proud of my baby! Man, I can't believe I am a granny already! :))

Can't get enough of 'em,

I'm Back!

Hey! Guess who's back? :)

Yep, I know. It has been almost a year since I last updated my blog and believe me it is depressing. It's like I intentionally neglected a very good friend for a good loooooong while without so much as a reason. That depressing. And bad. I'm bad.

Anywho, I'm back and blogging now and I really hope I will get to write entries again more often. Amen.

So what have I been doing for the past months I was out? Well... Aside from being the best daughter-sister-friend that I am, I was busy being a football fangirl for the most part (nothing has changed, haha!) and being a responsible citizen of this country at the very least. Charot!