Redemption came early. God must have realized how much stressed it brought me. An amount nobody deserves. Too serious for me not to be able to get myself home. That bad for me to gravely consider bothering my Mawe to rush me to St. Luke's due to difficulty of breathing, heat stroke, nerve attack (half left :( ) ... and you know the usual, alcoholism.
And God must have seen the good intentions and pure honesty. Today, the whole day, I scored an Ace. Sincerity is always endearing. This my mantra always.
I can be sincerely angry. Sincerely jealous. Sincerely brutal. Sincerely naughty. Sincerely vindictive. Sincerely stubborn. Sincerely difficult. I can be a sincere enemy. But then, I can be sincerely generous. Sincerely caring. Sincerely appreciative. Sincerely gracious. Sincerely funny. Sincerely forgiving. Sincerely sugar & spice & everything nice. Sincerely easy. I can be a genuine friend.
I am your sweetest witch and the biggest, blackest, baddest, wolfest piXie. Which ever role I play, that is truthfully me. Love it or hate it. I can wink and gnash my teeth on you.
That Tuesday was my One Time Honest. I was asked again this morning. An attempt to scratch a fresh wound. My decision was quick, firm, and just loud enough to be heard and be understood.
My "No." was not just an answer to a question. It was a decision. Me ... am always good at decisions (i mean, at least in matters like this) ... :)
I worked over time today. I have a 6 month tour for Q. And a first, major night race in Cebu. I wanted to get home fast, grab a beer and celebrate, post this, share with friends at FB, hug my little girl, and that positive energy again. For the first time in two years, I took the bus (Thank God the airconditioned one from Taft), from Pasay to Dasma, on foot sa estribo! God loves me so much ... that even when He made me stood up, and struggled my way to home ... what do you know ... NO TRAFFIC! ... The driver was lousy, but his assistant was kind.
The night before tonight, Monday, my off day ... my pep talk with God brought me to sleep ... my good, my sincerity.
It was such a blessing talking to God especially when your last words, were prayers to Him.
Today is God's expression of His most sincerest love to me.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
He loves to read ... and read ... and read ... and read ...
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It is late spring, school is about to let out for summer vacation, and Charlie Brown is upset about everything. On the way to school, he meets Linus and tells him he is frustrated that he can't enjoy himself like all the other kids at school. But when he notices the Little Red-Haired Girl sitting on a passing bus, Linus immediately realizes that Charlie Brown is in love.
During the next-to-last day of school, Charlie Brown agonizes over the Little Red-Haired Girl, trying to think of different ways to get her attention, only to have each attempt fail embarrassingly. First he writes her a love note, but he gets called on by the teacher to read a report in front of the class, and accidentally reads the note aloud to the raucous laughter of the class. Then he goes to the pencil sharpener to sharpen... his ball point pen. Lunch hour is just as frustrating. He tries to get up the courage to go and talk to the girl, only to fail at the last moment. Then he panics when the Little Red-Haired Girl approaches, tying his peanut butter sandwich in a knot and pulling his lunch sack down over his face. On the way home, Lucy and Violet jeer at Charlie Brown for a ridiculous answer he gave in class. Linus defends him by revealing that he loves the Little Red-Haired Girl, but it only gives the girls another way to humiliate Charlie Brown.
That afternoon, he meets Peppermint Patty and talks about the girl at school, but before he can mention her red hair, Patty jumps in and tells Chuck that she will set up a meeting with her. Patty then tells Lucy that "Someone" wants to meet her at the ball park that night. Lucy agrees, thinking the "Someone" is Schroeder, and Patty returns to tell Charlie Brown everything is all set. When the two meet each other at home plate, they respond with "You! Bleah!"
The next morning, the last day of school before summer vacation, Charlie Brown plans to get up at 4:30 a.m. and meet the Little Red-Haired Girl at the bus stop. But he falls asleep on the bench, and when the bus comes, it leaves him behind. He arrives late at school and is sent to the principal's office. When he comes back to class, the teacher calls on him to solve a math problem on the blackboard. Thinking he will finally impress the Little Red-Haired Girl, he struts to the blackboard and works hard, but when the teacher asks him if he knows what he is doing, he sheepishly admits he has not a clue. He is once again laughed at, and once again goes slowly back to his desk.
At noon school is finally over, and determined to finally meet the Little Red-Haired Girl, Charlie Brown beats everyone out to the school bus to meet her. But a clamoring crowd of fellow students pushes him away. The last student gets on the bus, and it pulls away again, leaving Charlie Brown behind. He shouts out his misery until he notices a sheet of paper that had gotten slipped into his hand. It reads:
I Like You, Charlie Brown. signed Little Red Haired Girl
Charlie Brown's anguish quickly turns into delight and hope as he dances up the hill toward home as the end credits roll. At the very end, he stops and asks himself, "Good grief! How will I live until September?"
It is late spring, school is about to let out for summer vacation, and Charlie Brown is upset about everything. On the way to school, he meets Linus and tells him he is frustrated that he can't enjoy himself like all the other kids at school. But when he notices the Little Red-Haired Girl sitting on a passing bus, Linus immediately realizes that Charlie Brown is in love.
During the next-to-last day of school, Charlie Brown agonizes over the Little Red-Haired Girl, trying to think of different ways to get her attention, only to have each attempt fail embarrassingly. First he writes her a love note, but he gets called on by the teacher to read a report in front of the class, and accidentally reads the note aloud to the raucous laughter of the class. Then he goes to the pencil sharpener to sharpen... his ball point pen. Lunch hour is just as frustrating. He tries to get up the courage to go and talk to the girl, only to fail at the last moment. Then he panics when the Little Red-Haired Girl approaches, tying his peanut butter sandwich in a knot and pulling his lunch sack down over his face. On the way home, Lucy and Violet jeer at Charlie Brown for a ridiculous answer he gave in class. Linus defends him by revealing that he loves the Little Red-Haired Girl, but it only gives the girls another way to humiliate Charlie Brown.
That afternoon, he meets Peppermint Patty and talks about the girl at school, but before he can mention her red hair, Patty jumps in and tells Chuck that she will set up a meeting with her. Patty then tells Lucy that "Someone" wants to meet her at the ball park that night. Lucy agrees, thinking the "Someone" is Schroeder, and Patty returns to tell Charlie Brown everything is all set. When the two meet each other at home plate, they respond with "You! Bleah!"
The next morning, the last day of school before summer vacation, Charlie Brown plans to get up at 4:30 a.m. and meet the Little Red-Haired Girl at the bus stop. But he falls asleep on the bench, and when the bus comes, it leaves him behind. He arrives late at school and is sent to the principal's office. When he comes back to class, the teacher calls on him to solve a math problem on the blackboard. Thinking he will finally impress the Little Red-Haired Girl, he struts to the blackboard and works hard, but when the teacher asks him if he knows what he is doing, he sheepishly admits he has not a clue. He is once again laughed at, and once again goes slowly back to his desk.
At noon school is finally over, and determined to finally meet the Little Red-Haired Girl, Charlie Brown beats everyone out to the school bus to meet her. But a clamoring crowd of fellow students pushes him away. The last student gets on the bus, and it pulls away again, leaving Charlie Brown behind. He shouts out his misery until he notices a sheet of paper that had gotten slipped into his hand. It reads:
I Like You, Charlie Brown. signed Little Red Haired Girl
Charlie Brown's anguish quickly turns into delight and hope as he dances up the hill toward home as the end credits roll. At the very end, he stops and asks himself, "Good grief! How will I live until September?"
Monday, May 17, 2010
My Prayer List
Today I got preoccupied finalizing my online order from Jules and Jean for tat famous cheek stains from Benefit ... whewwww 1,700 bucks for a bottle of blush ... hush hush. Like my treasured possession curl lash from Shu Uemura, BeneTint, is my dream blush. I was planning to get one of these the last time I was in the States but I ended up imprisoned in all Barnes and Nobles :) ... no regrets naman.
So tomorrow, Ill make my confirmation and hopefully meet up with Jean by next Wednesday @ Mary Pauline :
I can be a shallow girl, I posted this as part of my Prayer List (Wish List)in FB which currently is running low and slow (i dunno if this is good or bad :) ). I don't exactly want to bother God with the small stuff like this imported cheek stains, but it's more of me making me appreciate "me", that you know this 40 year old woman still dreams, still craVes, still wants, desires, tadahhhh ... This List is arranged according to degree of difficulty (easiest to clincher). The List was intended to grow long (as I continue to dream), and to grow short (as I continue to achieve my goals) ... only the tail end is constant :( ... but it is still a good dream.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=20332&id=100000099992542&l=2f2d006d48
Jusz now, I begun miszing my Pippi Longstocking doll. I was in SM Clark yesterday morning, and I was hoping I could get another doll from Blue Magic (I got my original Pippi from Blue Magic, Rob Manila some few years back), sadly, the sales clerk was clueless. I was browsing the net hoping I can find a seller in Metro Manila, the search turned to nothing :( ... but I ain't giving up.
Instead, I found her theme song from Yahoo Answers and You Tube.
Been missing her. I hope he is kind to her. Been missing him, too. (but there's nothing much I can do. But he's in always in my List. He's always in my Prayers.)
Tomorrow, I'll bury myself with the Mall Tours this weekend, the Nyte Race in Cebu, the Accompli, the cell charges, TDS, etc, etc. (That's what I do now.) No sweat.
So tomorrow, Ill make my confirmation and hopefully meet up with Jean by next Wednesday @ Mary Pauline :
I can be a shallow girl, I posted this as part of my Prayer List (Wish List)in FB which currently is running low and slow (i dunno if this is good or bad :) ). I don't exactly want to bother God with the small stuff like this imported cheek stains, but it's more of me making me appreciate "me", that you know this 40 year old woman still dreams, still craVes, still wants, desires, tadahhhh ... This List is arranged according to degree of difficulty (easiest to clincher). The List was intended to grow long (as I continue to dream), and to grow short (as I continue to achieve my goals) ... only the tail end is constant :( ... but it is still a good dream.
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=20332&id=100000099992542&l=2f2d006d48
Jusz now, I begun miszing my Pippi Longstocking doll. I was in SM Clark yesterday morning, and I was hoping I could get another doll from Blue Magic (I got my original Pippi from Blue Magic, Rob Manila some few years back), sadly, the sales clerk was clueless. I was browsing the net hoping I can find a seller in Metro Manila, the search turned to nothing :( ... but I ain't giving up.
Instead, I found her theme song from Yahoo Answers and You Tube.
Been missing her. I hope he is kind to her. Been missing him, too. (but there's nothing much I can do. But he's in always in my List. He's always in my Prayers.)
Tomorrow, I'll bury myself with the Mall Tours this weekend, the Nyte Race in Cebu, the Accompli, the cell charges, TDS, etc, etc. (That's what I do now.) No sweat.
Freedom calls
Pippi runs
The girl who never heard she couldn't do something
Watch out world
Cause here she comes
And shes bound to teach you more then one thing
Pippi Longstocking is comin' into your town
The one no one can keep down
No No No No
The one who's fun to be around
Whoa! Whoa!
Pippi Longstocking is comin' into your world
A freckled faced red haired girl you ought to know
She'll throw your life into her world
She dreams dreams like me and you
And yes, it seems that she always makes her dreams come true
She loves trees and roaring seas
And the mountains please her more than toys do
Pippi Longstocking is comin' into your town
The one no one can keep down
No No No No
The one who's fun to be around
Whoa! Whoa!
Pippi Longstocking is comin' into your world
A freckled faced red haired girl you ought to know
She'll throw your life her world.
seVen
Productive, busy, really happy, blessed seven days
Healing.
No more swelling. No more bleeding. A clean bill of health from my OB. A smaller, kinder clamp arrrghhh And after 5 years … some serious, expensive medication from my derma hayyyy … Next stop my internist.
Friending
Happiest birthday to Anakish who sent her Mother’s day greeting a few minutes before boarding her flight to Korea … I remember Korea … somebody’s stat … a Seoul away hehe
11th was memorable … that used to be a monthsary :). But that was eons ago. For now, I celebrate this day in commemoration of my good friend Abi’s birthday. I was late with my greetings, I thought she was never gonna forgive me at all. I got her a little something, and wishes for two :)
I was on the phone with Maweng Thermites, earnestly planning HK Chef on the 28th :) … missing my mawes big time.
Pre-birthday celeb with Nosy Jena whom i heart :) It had to be a Thursday rush. I had good news and blessings to share. Besides, OT ako ng Friday, my preps for Sunday mall tours in Pampanga :)
She posted something on my wall just right after our girl talk walk in QC. I responded the night after.
Jena Garcia: Thanks mawe for the early birthday treat!!!! I had fun last night... as usual. Di ko mahagilap anywhere that kind of conversation! i so love it and i heart you!♥
Me: susme mawe tayu na naman nagsara ng Kebaban hahahah at in fairness naka dalawang SMB ka huh, bago ito hahaha, and me as usual duling akong umuwi nga bahay ... i had a really great time, too mawe ... mwah mwah
So this … a funny picture of her … habang kinakatay nya si Jamin hehehe
Blessings
Thank God for the annual increase. Thank God for the RA. I got many things fixed and paid. Thank God for my second pair of serving from Art Work, my 99 peso clear mascara, and those really wonderful head pieces … my gYpsy hat which mah lil girl wants to share with mom, and those tiny pink roses, too.
Thank God for Nanat’s influence. I got me a DVD copy of The Reader. Great and subtle. “He wouldn’t understand why she always have to leave … “
Thank God for independent projects. Thank God for Blackberry promise :) Thank God for bonding moments with Gaddi (appreciated by Gaddi).
Unit Head, why not?
Exercising …
… my right of suffrage.
Funny moments with Sophie, Erap still getting more than 8 million, and all the artistas on the solon’s list. “Mom, can we go to the States na.” :) She knows about the petition though we haven’t talked about it heart-to-heart. She still thinks she’s going there for a vacation, mommy in it. :( This is the 15th year, sometimes it scares me, it may be soon. Most of the time, I do not want to think about it. Mommy’s still undecided. Para akong si Arlene, may hinahantay lang. At least sa kanya, dumating, 4 years late … mine I know, will remain a dream.
Loveblendin’
“Less word, less mistakes,” I always say.
I was timid and uninspired for a while …
You not missing me. Me miszin' U.
By IrMa.
As a matter of fact ...
By IrMa
Date: 2010 May 13
[[2010.05.13.13.26.23130]
Some people just stop missing people.
Sometimes some people jusz get used to miszin' people.
Couzsin’
Roray’s home. Carrots there. Lem, too sempre. They called me earlier today … darnnnn … I was setting up at Clark. Hayyyy
I’m jusz so glad she’s home safe. And neatly tucked with her kids. She’s next right after me. Second in the brood. I miss her so.
Past Lifin’
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=16730&id=100000099992542&l=4cecde6b4c
Beerin’
Got home almost 11 o’clock from my Mall Tours. Four cans, this old hag workin’ to finish this piece … Sophie trying to put herself to sleep, and this was playing at Channel 23 …
It was my college best friend who introduced me to this song. This was so new at that time. He brought this home from the States to play on his wedding. He told me, and I agreed (at that time), this will be good for your wedding, too Irma. Even if, I didn’t hear it on the day of my wedding. I still always whisper to myself … this will be my wedding song.
J. Kadison’s.
Healing.
No more swelling. No more bleeding. A clean bill of health from my OB. A smaller, kinder clamp arrrghhh And after 5 years … some serious, expensive medication from my derma hayyyy … Next stop my internist.
Friending
Happiest birthday to Anakish who sent her Mother’s day greeting a few minutes before boarding her flight to Korea … I remember Korea … somebody’s stat … a Seoul away hehe
11th was memorable … that used to be a monthsary :). But that was eons ago. For now, I celebrate this day in commemoration of my good friend Abi’s birthday. I was late with my greetings, I thought she was never gonna forgive me at all. I got her a little something, and wishes for two :)
I was on the phone with Maweng Thermites, earnestly planning HK Chef on the 28th :) … missing my mawes big time.
Pre-birthday celeb with Nosy Jena whom i heart :) It had to be a Thursday rush. I had good news and blessings to share. Besides, OT ako ng Friday, my preps for Sunday mall tours in Pampanga :)
She posted something on my wall just right after our girl talk walk in QC. I responded the night after.
Jena Garcia: Thanks mawe for the early birthday treat!!!! I had fun last night... as usual. Di ko mahagilap anywhere that kind of conversation! i so love it and i heart you!♥
Me: susme mawe tayu na naman nagsara ng Kebaban hahahah at in fairness naka dalawang SMB ka huh, bago ito hahaha, and me as usual duling akong umuwi nga bahay ... i had a really great time, too mawe ... mwah mwah
So this … a funny picture of her … habang kinakatay nya si Jamin hehehe
Blessings
Thank God for the annual increase. Thank God for the RA. I got many things fixed and paid. Thank God for my second pair of serving from Art Work, my 99 peso clear mascara, and those really wonderful head pieces … my gYpsy hat which mah lil girl wants to share with mom, and those tiny pink roses, too.
Thank God for Nanat’s influence. I got me a DVD copy of The Reader. Great and subtle. “He wouldn’t understand why she always have to leave … “
Thank God for independent projects. Thank God for Blackberry promise :) Thank God for bonding moments with Gaddi (appreciated by Gaddi).
Unit Head, why not?
Exercising …
… my right of suffrage.
Funny moments with Sophie, Erap still getting more than 8 million, and all the artistas on the solon’s list. “Mom, can we go to the States na.” :) She knows about the petition though we haven’t talked about it heart-to-heart. She still thinks she’s going there for a vacation, mommy in it. :( This is the 15th year, sometimes it scares me, it may be soon. Most of the time, I do not want to think about it. Mommy’s still undecided. Para akong si Arlene, may hinahantay lang. At least sa kanya, dumating, 4 years late … mine I know, will remain a dream.
Loveblendin’
“Less word, less mistakes,” I always say.
I was timid and uninspired for a while …
You not missing me. Me miszin' U.
By IrMa.
As a matter of fact ...
By IrMa
Date: 2010 May 13
[[2010.05.13.13.26.23130]
Some people just stop missing people.
Sometimes some people jusz get used to miszin' people.
Couzsin’
Roray’s home. Carrots there. Lem, too sempre. They called me earlier today … darnnnn … I was setting up at Clark. Hayyyy
I’m jusz so glad she’s home safe. And neatly tucked with her kids. She’s next right after me. Second in the brood. I miss her so.
Past Lifin’
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=16730&id=100000099992542&l=4cecde6b4c
Beerin’
Got home almost 11 o’clock from my Mall Tours. Four cans, this old hag workin’ to finish this piece … Sophie trying to put herself to sleep, and this was playing at Channel 23 …
It was my college best friend who introduced me to this song. This was so new at that time. He brought this home from the States to play on his wedding. He told me, and I agreed (at that time), this will be good for your wedding, too Irma. Even if, I didn’t hear it on the day of my wedding. I still always whisper to myself … this will be my wedding song.
J. Kadison’s.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Dick and Mar
Had a a really quick breakfast and shower. Splurged on sunblock & lip gloss. Loaded up my survival kikay kit w/johnson's baby wipes, alcohol, my bench cologne, face towel, fighter shades, my handy lilac fan, digicam & mobile phones, mints and J. Harris' Chocolat. On my pig tails & a pair of crescent moon... I was good to go. It took me 3 hours on queue. Sweaty & Sun burnt.
I was happy with my vote!
Up by 6:30 AM.
I was happy with my vote!
Up by 6:30 AM.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
The hands the rock the cradle rule the world.
"the most beautiful canvas in the world" ... painted by K. Lennox
Me... having a mother is like having God's battalion of angels around your house ... in your life. Thank God for mothers! ... and even when they've long been gone, aint you love that pair of strong, vavoom pretty wings she gifted you with. Go soar, child.
My current shout-out @ FB, I updated it today, and posted all bout “mommynesz”.
Really happy moments with Mama @ Kale Beach summer of 83. And I still miss her so ...
Escorting Sophie in one of her swimming lessons. She was seven
Mother’s Day date with Sophie @ SM Dasma. A continuation of shopping from yesterday’s mall tours at SM Muntinlupa and Bicutan. I realized I kinda had an overload of “all things purple” … from luggage tags and pad locks, to docu bags, and Sophie’s pencil case :)
Here’s what my little girl got for me (and for her … coz we’re sharing it according to her) :)~~~ butterfly hair piece.
BIRTHDAYS
This week was also birthweek for my friends Wenggay and Nanat. I requested for tacos but she said am still not allowed to drink due to my medication. I tried to be obedient this time. Besides, she was busy with IFEX and me with the Tours and and the Nyte Race. We agreed to re-sked.
And Nanat ... hummmm quiet. I get highly suspicious of too much silence. :) Jomat uploaded in FB an old photo of a much younger Jonathan. It raised havoc amongst 4-1 hahaha ... si Jeff am sure katay kay Nanat as soon as he gets to read his comments. Jeffani and Nat’lie ... hummm these two.
... speaking of my medication ... my only violation was the “dairy” ... but in general I have been a good, law-abiding patient. Tuesday is my next sked with OB. I’m afraid I’ll have another cervical exam ... which I truly, sincerely, absolutely, ABHOR! I hate IEs! (especially when I am going through it not because I am pregnant huhuhu).
STRANGE DAYS
Unknowns. Googlebots. IT&Es. Three names now famous.
HONEY GLAZED DAZE
The effect of “happy uterus”. Familiar places and faces. May be a glimpse of things to come. Somebody’s heart gets broken, usually its mine. It was a bad dream. There were tears in my eyes. Darn ... it was too early for a Wednesday morning.
Earlier this week, she made kwento about finding the pink swiss knife :) (pink talaga ehehe)... I thought that was cute. She tried to give it to his staff, but they refused. They were afraid he might think they were conniving on him. How can such negative thoughts perpetuate in what should really be a professional relationship. She said it’s disturbing when his staff make a joke out of him. Such a display of disrespect! To think that they take the courage and the enjoyment of doing all these behind his back. Where are his bestfriends when people around him take him for silly ... people like his own people (his own staff).
We agreed to meet at MOA. She asked me to have our dinner at Binalot something :), as she was to pick-up dinner for egress. We really missed each other but I was too busy ... and rigid. I handed her my GSIS contract. I told her to guard it with her life ... archaic na pwede na sa museum, mataas na ang value :) ... and Krispy Kreme. She said she’ll give him two, the rest she’ll bring home to EJ and Von. Pag may nagtanong ... deadma! I don’t know what happened. There was nothing from her. May be it was bad. Really that bad. I had beautiful thoughts in my head. They aint real. That’s never gonna happen.
(It was my idea. Unless Gigi changed her mind.)
My fault. My bad.
INDEPENDECE DAY
Here we go again. A nation never learns.
We go automated. Hoping to bring the electoral process one level up. But that’s just technology. The difference it makes lies in our hands. And it’s the same politics and electorate. Dirty and irresponsible. Just automated.
Someone’s passing , somebody’s memory … has been taken advantaged of.
My current boss is a first cousin … and her remarks … how swift, and easy, and relax , and careless, too … “He did not really want to run. Napilitan lang.”
Death, doesn’t it always stir emotions? Money the root of all evil. And religion, the opium of the people. Pride was an angel’s downfall..
I’m afraid, by Thursday, we’ll have a newly-elected President.
This nation never learns. This nation is too proud to regret.
Me... having a mother is like having God's battalion of angels around your house ... in your life. Thank God for mothers! ... and even when they've long been gone, aint you love that pair of strong, vavoom pretty wings she gifted you with. Go soar, child.
My current shout-out @ FB, I updated it today, and posted all bout “mommynesz”.
Really happy moments with Mama @ Kale Beach summer of 83. And I still miss her so ...
Escorting Sophie in one of her swimming lessons. She was seven
Mother’s Day date with Sophie @ SM Dasma. A continuation of shopping from yesterday’s mall tours at SM Muntinlupa and Bicutan. I realized I kinda had an overload of “all things purple” … from luggage tags and pad locks, to docu bags, and Sophie’s pencil case :)
Here’s what my little girl got for me (and for her … coz we’re sharing it according to her) :)~~~ butterfly hair piece.
BIRTHDAYS
This week was also birthweek for my friends Wenggay and Nanat. I requested for tacos but she said am still not allowed to drink due to my medication. I tried to be obedient this time. Besides, she was busy with IFEX and me with the Tours and and the Nyte Race. We agreed to re-sked.
And Nanat ... hummmm quiet. I get highly suspicious of too much silence. :) Jomat uploaded in FB an old photo of a much younger Jonathan. It raised havoc amongst 4-1 hahaha ... si Jeff am sure katay kay Nanat as soon as he gets to read his comments. Jeffani and Nat’lie ... hummm these two.
... speaking of my medication ... my only violation was the “dairy” ... but in general I have been a good, law-abiding patient. Tuesday is my next sked with OB. I’m afraid I’ll have another cervical exam ... which I truly, sincerely, absolutely, ABHOR! I hate IEs! (especially when I am going through it not because I am pregnant huhuhu).
STRANGE DAYS
Unknowns. Googlebots. IT&Es. Three names now famous.
HONEY GLAZED DAZE
The effect of “happy uterus”. Familiar places and faces. May be a glimpse of things to come. Somebody’s heart gets broken, usually its mine. It was a bad dream. There were tears in my eyes. Darn ... it was too early for a Wednesday morning.
Earlier this week, she made kwento about finding the pink swiss knife :) (pink talaga ehehe)... I thought that was cute. She tried to give it to his staff, but they refused. They were afraid he might think they were conniving on him. How can such negative thoughts perpetuate in what should really be a professional relationship. She said it’s disturbing when his staff make a joke out of him. Such a display of disrespect! To think that they take the courage and the enjoyment of doing all these behind his back. Where are his bestfriends when people around him take him for silly ... people like his own people (his own staff).
We agreed to meet at MOA. She asked me to have our dinner at Binalot something :), as she was to pick-up dinner for egress. We really missed each other but I was too busy ... and rigid. I handed her my GSIS contract. I told her to guard it with her life ... archaic na pwede na sa museum, mataas na ang value :) ... and Krispy Kreme. She said she’ll give him two, the rest she’ll bring home to EJ and Von. Pag may nagtanong ... deadma! I don’t know what happened. There was nothing from her. May be it was bad. Really that bad. I had beautiful thoughts in my head. They aint real. That’s never gonna happen.
(It was my idea. Unless Gigi changed her mind.)
My fault. My bad.
INDEPENDECE DAY
Here we go again. A nation never learns.
We go automated. Hoping to bring the electoral process one level up. But that’s just technology. The difference it makes lies in our hands. And it’s the same politics and electorate. Dirty and irresponsible. Just automated.
Someone’s passing , somebody’s memory … has been taken advantaged of.
My current boss is a first cousin … and her remarks … how swift, and easy, and relax , and careless, too … “He did not really want to run. Napilitan lang.”
Death, doesn’t it always stir emotions? Money the root of all evil. And religion, the opium of the people. Pride was an angel’s downfall..
I’m afraid, by Thursday, we’ll have a newly-elected President.
This nation never learns. This nation is too proud to regret.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
"Happy Uterus"
"our uterus has emotions :)
its natural fauna includes those bacteria
sometimes if leads to that."
These were the words of my Obstetrician/Gynecologist.
The result of my pap smear was out since last Thursday. I had to call the clinic to excuse myself for the check-up. I was busy preparing for 2 mall tours which fortunately did not require my physical presence anymore :) So i spent the entire long weekend at home resting with my daughter.
Today, I received God's blessings. My OB was very happy to relay the good news to me. (She was a senior OB Gyne, and was my OB for the last 5 years. She has been in the profession for a while. She has seen it all. She was just as happy to give me a clean bill). I was negative for malignant cells. :)
I have a very common condition. In fact, more than half of all women may develop this at some point in their adult lives. Risk factors include starting intercourse at an early age, high-risk sexual behaviors, a history of sexually transmitted diseases, and having multiple sex partners.
Today, I begun treatment. I have to see her after the first round of medication. Hopefully, the inflammation has subsided by that time, and any internal bleeding has ceased.
An OB's clinic is a repository of your deepest, dirtiest secrets. Past and present. Sexual activities, preferences, practices. Child births, still births, abortions (spontaneous or otherwise), illnesses especially when sexually transmitted. I promise to be really really nice to Dra. Virata :) all my life.
So now lemme go back to that "emotional cervix" :) ... in context it only means that i have to keep it in good shape so no amount of bacteria, natural or otherwise, can bring it down. :)
I was a little shy to ask. But i still did ask :) ... me ... pregnant ... again ... why not ... who knows.
These were my OB's words (seconded by her charmingly katekatera assistant) ...
"It's been 5 years since your last contact, you don't even have a partner. First things first. You know what to do next. And to answer your question, Oo naman."
I got home by 1 o'clock. Had lunch solo. Hit the shower for the 3rd time. Turned on the airconditioning. Asked my little girl to cuddle me and bring mommy to sleep. I thanked God just before i hit slumber. It was such a peaceful afternoon nap.
I am God's favorite child.
its natural fauna includes those bacteria
sometimes if leads to that."
These were the words of my Obstetrician/Gynecologist.
The result of my pap smear was out since last Thursday. I had to call the clinic to excuse myself for the check-up. I was busy preparing for 2 mall tours which fortunately did not require my physical presence anymore :) So i spent the entire long weekend at home resting with my daughter.
Today, I received God's blessings. My OB was very happy to relay the good news to me. (She was a senior OB Gyne, and was my OB for the last 5 years. She has been in the profession for a while. She has seen it all. She was just as happy to give me a clean bill). I was negative for malignant cells. :)
I have a very common condition. In fact, more than half of all women may develop this at some point in their adult lives. Risk factors include starting intercourse at an early age, high-risk sexual behaviors, a history of sexually transmitted diseases, and having multiple sex partners.
Today, I begun treatment. I have to see her after the first round of medication. Hopefully, the inflammation has subsided by that time, and any internal bleeding has ceased.
An OB's clinic is a repository of your deepest, dirtiest secrets. Past and present. Sexual activities, preferences, practices. Child births, still births, abortions (spontaneous or otherwise), illnesses especially when sexually transmitted. I promise to be really really nice to Dra. Virata :) all my life.
So now lemme go back to that "emotional cervix" :) ... in context it only means that i have to keep it in good shape so no amount of bacteria, natural or otherwise, can bring it down. :)
I was a little shy to ask. But i still did ask :) ... me ... pregnant ... again ... why not ... who knows.
These were my OB's words (seconded by her charmingly katekatera assistant) ...
"It's been 5 years since your last contact, you don't even have a partner. First things first. You know what to do next. And to answer your question, Oo naman."
I got home by 1 o'clock. Had lunch solo. Hit the shower for the 3rd time. Turned on the airconditioning. Asked my little girl to cuddle me and bring mommy to sleep. I thanked God just before i hit slumber. It was such a peaceful afternoon nap.
I am God's favorite child.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Graffiti
ive said all ive got to say
ive written them all down
at blender, 360, now here
4 years
if only you been reading.
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