i would like to thank the Lord above for making all my lab tests negative (side effects of the meds i am taking and my hormones ... i don't know why )
to the lovely ladies and gentlemen of fff who wished me well ... when i was at the lowest point in my life .... whether by my/ur posts/comments/e-mails ... you know who you are ... i won't mention names anymore ... i might forget someone ... i would like to give u my ...
and of course to my dadee for patiently persuading me to be brave and courageous to undergo the painful lab tests ... even if it means that he will intentionally hurt me emotionally so that i will feel the pain emotionally rather than physically ... and for accompanying me during those tests ... but until now you're not forgiven yet for the endless chitchat with the doctor while the "general" is inside ...
believe it or not ... i've gotten courage from all of you even if i only interact with you here on the net ... you gave me all comfort ...
i should have written this last thursday but i was busy with work ... again thank u all ... special mention to ate bebz and ms E
sad to say i have to do the tests again after six months ... the general will be 7.8 inches inside me again ... dadee was kinda sad because he was looking forward to the surgery/operation ... but now is looking at it on the positive side ... hopefully ... on january 2009 ... the "general" won't be needed anymore ...
while dadee was listening to my endless story on how i felt while the general was inside me ... i told him ... "it really hurts when the doctor pushed deeper for the second time ... the general met my "tumbong" .... " then dadee whose head was resting on my chest ... raised his head ... and looked me in the eyes ... and seriously said "mamee tumbong is here" ... while he was pointing to the top of his head which in my "dictionary" is a "bumbunan" ... i laughed so hard .. ... really laughed so hard ... but when i saw that he was serious ... i began to think ... where the tumbong really is ... and where the bumbunan is ... until now i am confused ... dadee has his own dictionary ... but his dictionary might be right ...
to the beautiful ... smart people of blogland ... can u please tell me ... the english term for "tumbong" and where is it located ... also bumbunan ... dadee is ruining my story ... now i am more confused because when he said tumbong is here (the top of his head) ... i got horrified ... good thing the "general" didn't went up that far ...
last thursday mamee told dadee that ms molly asked her in one of her posts ... why dadee is not commenting on her blog ... mamee told dadee "see ... they are starting to think that i am just pretending that we are still together ..." mamee told dadee "well i can comment on my blog using your handles ... and pretend that it was you... but it was so hard to do" .. because dadee is fluent in english and mamee is not ... dadee has his own dictionary ... he uses different terms that sometimes only he can understand ... hahaha ... so last friday ... because he enjoyed so much what i had gone through with the "general" ... he felt relaxed and he answered some of my posts ... and he would like to make it up to me for endlessly teasing me about me and "general" ...
he even told me "when i have extra time ... i would start blogging" ... with me reacting with ... "NO!!!" ... as you can see folks ... i am one possesive, insecure woman ... i don't want him attracting the attention of the ladies ... i want him to be sharing his thoughts only to me ... even if sometimes we would end up arguing because he said it in a manner that i didn't understand ... and i would answer in a manner that he didn't understand too ... because i am always short for words and always having a hard time explaining ... and i would say "magtagalog na kasi ... hindi ko maintindihan" ... it's true i am not making this up ...
well ... that's my dadee ... the meanest, cruelest, baddest ... san_ov_a_b__ ...that came into my life ... but the most loving, caring, romantic @88h__e i've ever met ... i just have to learn how to say what i want
and i love him so much ... he makes all my fantasies come true ... he made me do the things that i am afraid to do ... making me a better, stronger person ...
dadee accompanied mamee one evening to MMC … mamee dreaded this day because she would have to go a transrectal ultrasound … to see what’s wrong with her … it took mamee three months to decide and finally convinced/conditioned herself to do it … so she left in the car the baby pink lacoste bag that dadee gave her on her birthday … that she brought with her just in case dadee would not be around while she was having the test … to have something to cling to that came from him … making her feel that dadee is with her …
when mamee was lying on the bed … dadee covered her with a blanket … mamee had this big, wide eyes because of fear … the doctor asked mamee so many questions … dadee answered some of them … mamee diverted her eyes to the ceiling because she didn’t want to see what the doctor was doing … and she didn’t want to see the “thing” that would be inserted to her … the doctor told mamee to relax … but mamee is really a coward when it comes to things that would be inserted to her … anything that would enter her body … be it needles … medicines … when the doctor said “i’m coming in” … mamee shouted with “oh my … and covered her eyes with her hands … when she felt the “thing” coming in … so dadee said “look at me” … mamee held dadee’s gaze for a moment … but diverted her eyes when dadee repeatedly said “look at me mamee just look at me” … because mamee thought “the doctor might think that i am imagining dadee doing the deed” … that’s the craziness of mamee … even when she was horrified she can think of something crazy in a situation … as the test was going on … dadee couldn’t get his mouth shut … he asked so many things … the doctor answered him with her one hand holding the “thing” inside mamme’s bu__hol8 … and her other hand pointing the monitor … making the one holding the “thing” to rise a bit … making mamee more uncomfortable that she followed the move of the doctor … raising her butt a bit … moving it left … right … and all mamee wanted at that time was to punch dadee on the face to stop asking the doctor … but talking was to much of a deed because mamee could feel her but___h0le contracting … so mamee promised to herself ... to let dadee pay after that … mamee was like vegetable after the test … she was so tired … so weak …
on the way home … dadee told mamee … “you were devirginized by a general” … with a funny look on his face … dadee said that “general electric” was the brand of the machine … a foot long … and as round as the cap of a bottled water … the doctor put two condoms on it … applied ky jelly … and when the doctor pushed deeper … it went 6 inches deep inside me … mamee could not believe that she did it … she was so proud of herself …
since last Friday dadee keeps on teasing mamee that she was devirginized by a “general” … with a funny smile on his face … good thing that mamee is still weak as of this day … so no worries folk … dadee is still alive today …
it's the 12th day ... and i am still suffering from this severe headache ... can't focus ... can't concentrate ... and my vision is affected ... i am experiencing sensitivity to light ... i am always sleeping ... last sunday dadee helped me to ease the pain ... somehow it did lessen ... and i slept soundly ... come monday morning ... it's aching again ... and i jokingly told dadee ... maybe i need some more ... so i excitingly wait for night time ... but because of the throbbing pain ... i fell asleep ... same thing happened tuesday till last night ... i think i am going to die young from the medicines i am taking ... i've never felt this sick before ...
i was just browsing my posts ... ... reading the craziness i've put here ... .. when i just noticed ... ... that my recents posts ... ... were naughty ... ... and i ... if somebody would read my posts ... ... with my picture like this ----------- >> ... maybe their reaction would be ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww or yuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk ... no wonder her dadee is not thrilled
as i was reading blogs ... i noticed that there are many (growing number) brokenhearted ladies ... others would just put everything they feel ... others would rant and rave ... others try to put it in a song ... others would simply cry and use emoticons ...
hmmmmm ... i just would like to dedicate this song to the brokenhearted ones ...
it happens everyday by carly simon
It happens everyday Two lovers with the best intentions to stay Together they decide to separate Just how it happens Neither is certain But it happens everyday It happens everyday After you break up You say these words to your friends: how could I have loved that boy? He was so bad to me in the end? Well, you make him a liar Turn him into a robber Well, it happens everyday. But I dont regret that I loved you How I loved you I will never forget And in time Ill look back and remember The boy that I knew when we first met. Still it happens everyday Two lovers turn and twist their love into hate But am I so different >from those young girls you used to date? You used to adore me You used to adore me Still it happens everyday
time heals all wounds ... hope yours will come soon enough to forget the one who hurt you ... and to love again ...
surprise!!! hahaha ... i just go with the flow ... because i've read posts from different bloggers here about "am this ... i am that ... this is the real me" ... and i thought to myself ... is there anybody out there who would be interested to know the real me ... well ... for one ... i will be having a hard time telling about myself ... because ... there is really nothing about me ... as you can see ... there is nothing of substance in my posts ... am just here to make myself laugh ... and if i make you laugh ... that will give me an elated feeling ... because nowadays, it's really hard to have fun ... i am trying not to mind the hurt, problems that are coming my way ... for only one reason ... and that's for me to know ... and no one else ... so folks ... i was just testing to see if anybody would really want to know the real me
but the picture here is a perfect description of me ... have fun
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... i am experiencing sensitivity to light ... i am always sleeping ... last sunday dadee helped me to ease the pain ... somehow it did lessen ... and i slept soundly ... come monday morning ... it's aching again ... and i jokingly told dadee ... maybe i need some more 
