Nosebleeds and Autumn winds

There is one thing I hate most about traveling the Philippine-Europe route. I get nosebleeds a lot. Actually, it starts there and I get the flu for a day or two. After that I'm fine. It's like an automatic response when I cross Hemispheres, I start scrambling for tissue as I'm gushing and not in a good way.
MY mom likes to remind me of how sickly I was as a child. It wasn't my fault really, I just got sick a lot. I was a high-risk baby. My mom was in and out of the hospital while she was carrying me. I guess it carried on from there. Calpol was always in the fridge and not a small bottle, but a large one, right next to the milk and orange juice. I got tonsillitis like clockwork, colds when it rained and was absolutely banned from staying out in the dust as I got rashes easily. This pretty much sucked as I loved playing outside, hated bringing umbrellas (why I kept on bringing one to this day is out of habit) and lived on a farm. Nowadays, I get sick about twice a year and usually use that quota early on in the year.
Except when I go on holiday. Ergo, now I feel terrible. How am I suppposed to lose the post holiday poundage when I am stuck in bed? Vicious cycle, I tell you.
Song playing in my head:
Minsan by Eraserheads.
This song is definitely in my top 10 OPMs. Just gets me thinking about old friends, those in contact with and those long since forgotten. I always find myself looking fondly and my yearbooks when I hear this song. When did you last see the people you called friends?

And from this angle... extended

I guess it was about time to do this. I like to think I finish what I start. Why draw blood, only to faint at the very sight of it? Or in this case, why start a blog when you have no intention of keeping it up?
A good number of my dear friends made it clear that I had no reason to claim a hermit existence. Keeping people in the dark can only be accomplished by keeping in the shadows as well. Though romantic sometimes, such a condition borders on being rather peverse. As I have no intetion to build such a reputation, I deem it better I step back rather hastily into the sunlight.
To make things simpler... I'm back.
I guess the return back to the Philippines had truly great benefits, both physically (though I would rather the waistline be seen only as an unfortunate consequence) and emotional. Running away only brings you closer to that which you are trying to avoid... and in some cases, the very things you refuse to see.

I needed to be scolded by my friends for me to see that running wasn't getting me anywhere. For that alone, I am grateful. Henceforth, I hope that this stage may not only serve as a forum for my thoughts, but serve as a window for those curious to see how my life is playing out now. And who knows, you may just see yourselves on stage, sharing what little spotlight there is.

I'll try an put variety in the exercise. Possibly use this one, (as I started it earlier) as the extended version on my journal. Perhaps this willl be the "director's cut" as they say (though I still believe such editions are more of a marketing ploy than an better version of the theatrical release. That said, I do have the extended editions of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy as well as the special edition Donnie Darko... well you get the picture. ). In any case, might as well use this as a platform for my views, unedited.

So, till the next curtain call, I bid you all God bless and may in all our journeys, may we find that which we truly seek.