Why of all TV Series, I got hooked to these 2?


Why of all TV Series, I hot hooked to these 2?

Lately, it dawned on me that the TV series I’ve spent my free time are those that tackled my weaknesses.

I realized that watching them somehow made me a tougher person in and out because they encouraged me and that I was able to face my fear(s).

For one, I detest hospitals, I literally don’t like the way it smells, It’s like a combination of too much chemicals and my stomach literally aches, injections by a needle agonized me though I was not able to escape from it because some are necessary like when I gave birth to my only son.

Second, the squeamish feeling I get when I see zombies or something that’s horrible and gruesome on TV. I lose my senses. I puke whenever I see one. My father and son uses it to kill me, telling gruesome stories while eating and when I stand up with my food unfinished, they will all laugh at me.

As a graduate of Bachelor of Fine Arts, I used to imagine what would I be had I taken another course, I am okay with HRM (Hotel & Restaurant Management), I love travelling and I love to cook, I’ve made some dishes commended by many. I’m okay with Mass Communication, I love the English subject, I love reading and researching. I’m okay with Law, you can test my patience to learn something however hard it would be, I love books, and I’d rather be universally right because I can’t get away with being wrong.

I’m okay with Marketing, juicing out creativity to promote something. But that one thing I could not cover is being a Nurse or a Doctor. I almost failed Zoology during college because comparing the organs of a frog from the humans’ organs is disgusting to me. It is definitely, literally my weakness.

Watching these two: “Grey’s Anatomy” and “The Walking Dead” made me conquer the fear. (–,)

Not only that, it was good to know that by watching  these series. I learned these lessons:

My top 10 favorite parts on TWD:

1. I know how the safety works

2. You choose a comfy bed over a friend

3. Lori’s last words to Carl before dying (made my cry)

4. Maggie’s words to Hershel are exactly the same words I told my dad

5. “Whatever” line by Daryl to Glen which Merle also said to Daryl on Glen, and Daryl to Merle: “I may be the one walking away, but you’re the one who’s leaving!”

6.  Ricks’ gut role to do it for Sophia

7. Shane beating up Carol’s husband

8. Shane teaching Andrea to focus

9. You coming? Daryl to Glen (lol!)

10. Hershel’s wisdom: At least buy me a drink to Milton and used the bible to psyche the governor and “My farm, My way!”

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Season 3 casts…

Courtesy of:

http://walkingdead.wikia.com/wiki/File:Season-3-Cast-Banner-the-walking-dead-32377149-720-266.jpeg

On Greys:

1. Bitter end

2. My person

3. Addison transferring to Seattle

4. Jilted

5. Denny Duquette dying (Who happens to be one of my most favorite actor-JDM)

6. McDreamy

7. Stubborn old man on Izzie

8. Meredith’s childhood

9. “Love me, choose me, marry me”

10. “I’m hard-core”

Grey's Season 1...
Season 1 Casts…

Courtesy of:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Grey’s_Anatomy_cast_members#Main_cast

Perhaps, we need not learn all lessons by experiencing them, I learned that watching different scenarios and how people would react to it from different points of views (“Different strokes for different folks!”), will teach me what to do upon encounter. Conquering some of my fears by watching these TV series, I’ve always believed that we are survivors because God created us to be one. Now, I can say that I’m hard-core and hard ass too…=p

PS

Favorite Character: Michonne – TWD/ Meredith & Miranda- Grey’s

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-An only daughter. A mother of an 18 year old son. Passionate with so many things. A lover of life itself. First of which is to write. Then, sing (I specifically love the stage), read, cook, travel & take beautiful pictures (photography) and scrap booking, all of which are my own way of coping with life's challenges. Friends usually associate me with the color violet. I love this color so much! Though, I love pink, red, teal, orange, yellow, blue as well! Coffee is my water and my happy food is cheesecake topped w/ blueberries, yogurt, sansrival and cream puff. I mastered fettuccine carbonara because that is one of my favorite food as well, along w/ broccoli, prawns and mushrooms. Secretly, I love "Stitch" - that grinning indigo pup. =) Seriously, I dream to become a philanthropist (starting off by providing shelter to street children in our country) and a famous author someday. I'm just waiting for God's time for my first book to be published.- It took me years to decide to blog, more so to write and have it out in the open. As I used to write even when I was a teenager, and I just keep them on file. It was my outlet. Approaching the year they say where life begins, or If I may say, the sweeter life. It was a year full of emotions. As I lost my father a year before and I guess in one way or another, the unfathomable sadness prompted me to pour them out in my writings and share them to the world, hoping it might lighten the heaviness of my heart. I live now with my son and mother, as a mother and as a daughter (as a friend and a sister), this has made me be ready to finally do what I am meant to do. Even If there's a lot that I wanted to do. This came first, like a first love that occupied a special place in my heart. It's a looong process, tiring, frustrating, exciting. The best part? is the happiness it brings. Even if things around seems all so wrong. It's like having my own place under the sun. My own safe and happy rainbowed world. At times, there's guilt as well, for I strongly believe, writing (like singing) is a talent God has gifted us. We ought to use it and maximize it, in our littlest way, share it to mankind, for His glory. I just had a few distractions over the years and to realize that it is never too late to be who we ought to be, I have this very strong feeling, now is the time. All my life, I have decided on things that made me happy, this is one of those. I may never be a winner of those best blogs that have been awarded to talented writers/ bloggers and I don't mind, there are strikes of being envious, but according to my father, there are two kinds of being envy. There's envy that is so negative, it'll hamper you from doing good and there's an envy that makes you happy for them, or seeing yourself in their shoes, I think, the kind of envy in me, is the latter. Like celebrities who missed an Oscar, while the film was watched by the whole world, she/he did not mind, it's like knowing what counts best, and it's the capacity to share your talents to anyone who wants to receive it, without asking anything in return. Expressing what's in my heart and mind on every occasion (which happens to be daily) and being happy about it is like a prize already. Happy reading!(--,)

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