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The Passionate Blogger

My mind longs to convey the messages my heart cannot contain. Void of eloquence, my lips are sealed to even whisper what my pen can easily glide to express the deepest feelings I keep deep inside me. I have this ardent desire to culminate what both my mind and heart cannot hold in overflowing. Hence, let me be the blogger that I am, for readers like you to wait and see.

My appreciation.

Making the most of what is left behind...
Posted:May 26, 2013 3:49 am
Last Updated:May 29, 2013 3:16 am

Leaving anything, including, places, people, and time, is something that brings about sadness in us...Because, for sure, we do not know that once we come back, if they're still there or if they're still the same....More often than could be EMPTY, and it's up to you/us to slowly rebuild again...Otherwise, it's just gonna be "ONCE UPON A TIME"..
Women are like flowers: Please handle with care
Posted:May 25, 2013 7:59 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2013 3:20 am

Very seldom that women like rough men. It's an added excitement to them. I don't...I'd like to be handled with care. I do not want guys who "assume"..I do not want someone who takes advantage either...But, I also do not want someone who cannot express his feelings ....Hmmm! I know, Bert (Oldkanaba) likes to tease me, saying that each time a man shows interest, I push him right away inside the "house" nyahahahaha! No, I'm not playing hard to get...I AM hard to get ,,No one better take me out of my comfort zone ..I'll take it out, myself...Okay, many people say, I am actually "old" already, and that I am running out of time, and men are scarce...hahaha! ..That's okay...In that case, I will just ask my unico hijo to choose the best Nursing Home for me, when I am already demented and senile...What can I do?
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Putting eb1209 to sleep for now
Posted:May 24, 2013 11:29 am
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2013 8:48 am

It's been a long while since I blogged. As a matter of fact, I created this handle just for blogging purposes when at some point, I decided to give my main handle "eb1209" a rest in 2007-2008.Not only that I gave up my gold ball, but I also realized that I am just here for friendship and nothing else so, why pay? Unless, of course, if I want to view other member's profile (something that a standard member based in the USA cannot do). So, for now, you can see the same REAL face of eb1209 in this "alter-ego" handle, none other than myself. See you again in a bit for the REAL blogging..
Problem logging on/in to FFF...
Posted:Nov 8, 2010 8:06 pm
Last Updated:May 26, 2013 5:55 pm

Hello everyone! ...Just to let you know that I have trouble using the eb1209 handle, and I know that I am not the only one having this problem. This handle has been idle for a long time (which is mostly for blogging purposes only), but now, I have to use it. I will call FFF's office in California tomorrow. I know, smilerz50 also has the same problem, and yet, we are paying members...The nerve!
Redirecting: Back to The Many Facets of Me
Posted:Apr 5, 2008 11:15 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2013 7:02 pm

My dearest friends and co-bloggers:

Just to let you all know that from now on, I will revive my original blogpost: THE MANY FACETS OF ME, by eb1209.

I thank you so much for following me wherever I deem more comfortable at any point. I appreciate all your inputs and participation as well. Most of all, I thank you for making me as one of the most popular bloggers, even though it is not my intention to be one. It's YOU who make me, and it's YOU who make a difference in my life.


With lots of love, hugs and kisses,

DEE a.k.a ELSA
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To Love And Live Again....
Posted:Mar 12, 2008 12:03 pm
Last Updated:May 14, 2008 6:40 pm
Is it time again? I dunno who, what, and when. But the question pops up again and again, and friends just couldn't wait for me to love and live again...

It's been a long journey to the world of unknown. I've turned each stone, thinking I won't ever be alone. But underneath the earth and sand, a scorpion or snake awaits with a fang! Willing to devour and tear into pieces, this heart that barely survived a wham!

The bleeding stopped, the pain took a nap. A feeling of hope and excitement is about to snap. But then, just as the emotion begins to reel, I feel my nerves go jitter in fear.

Storm, heat, rain, snow, hail, and sleet!
Dampen my spirit, very strong to defeat.
Stop and Go, Heeyah, Heeyah, Hoooooh!
Lull me to sleep, until I let go...
Let go of this dream to love and live again...

Original poem by godiva0824/eb1209

Please click the picture to enlarge and read the message written on the sand..
A Part Of The Past Just Keeps On Relating And Coming Back...
Posted:Feb 29, 2008 3:01 pm
Last Updated:May 20, 2013 4:42 pm

It's been over 5 months now, I had moved on and focused my attention to family and friends who are always there for me. Lately, I've been busy taking care of my own health...

My ex"Special Friend"'s stepmom, despite what had happened to me and him, had always been calling and sending me YM offline and online messages. She's so sweet and for some reasons, she likes me more than the new GF of my "ex-SF". I had wanted to detach myself from her too, so that there'll be no news about what's going on with whom. But I didn't want to be rude to her...She knows that I'm now assigned in Labor and Delivery, and being that she was pregnant (her first, and by the way, my SF's Dad is 63 [had widowed 2x], and the 3rd wife/stepmom is 29) at the time me and that SF parted ways, she always asked me lots of questions regarding childbearing and all, which I gladly entertained, with a condition that we will not talk about my ex-SF. This has been going on regularly, and not too long ago, my ex-SF found it out, and apparently "got jealous" (how immature! )that the stepmom is getting a lot of attention from me, something that I did not give him before when we were still SFs . I'm not sure if that is jealousy or paranoia? or both?

Guess what? She gave birth last night at 9:09 p.m. in one of the hospitals at the Rainbow State, and she called me right away as soon as she was admitted. She even asked me to be one of the baby's godmothers. They will have a family reunion this coming June, 2008 in Houston,TX and they'll fly with the baby to be christened there as well. Sigh! According to the tradition, one should not decline any invite to be a godparent, and so I agreed. What it means, is that I will have to see my ex-SF again, and this time with his GF. How uncomfortable is that?....YOU TELL ME!
Why Most Bloggers Dislike Joining Groups...
Posted:Feb 28, 2008 7:37 pm
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2008 6:52 pm

Some people prefer to write blogs than to participate in group postings or creating threads. If you noticed, being a "true" member of a group here at FFF, requires regular participation and interaction, unless you are the type of a person who will create a thread and leave it to others to run the show. But, wait a minute! Isn't it that some bloggers also just keep on posting blogs and very seldom acknowledge the ones who take time to post a comment?..Well, then, to each his/her own really. While most would like to exchange posts with co-bloggers and visitors, others just like to vent. Ain't nothin` wrong with that.

Bloggers are free lancers. They don't feel obligated to post regularly (unlike members of groups)on threads, no EB's (Eye Ball} required, and no attendance to log on to. No pressures!...But, hey! this is a free country! If one desires to be on a solo flight, rather than being tied up to a group, so be it! Whatever moves you!
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I Am Just Here....
Posted:Feb 28, 2008 4:49 am
Last Updated:Mar 10, 2008 3:51 am
Mar 13, 2006 5:26 am
Mood: confused, 929 Views

I am here, wide awake early morning;
Thanking God for this new day and what it brings.
How I wish I share it with someone who is true;
How I wish, that someone is YOU.

Why is it that you're so FAR and yet so NEAR?
Each time, I envision you are just here.
Could it be that you're thinking of me too?
Or is it just my imagination to be with you?

I have loved and lost a couple of times;
So fragile, so delicate, this heart of mine.
Can't afford to have another heartbreak;
There is just too much emotions at stake.

Take me or leave me, is that a question?
Am I pressing or pushing your emotion?
Shall I concede or wait a little longer?
I am afraid, I can't stay any stronger.

When I'm gone, are you gonna miss me?
Will you be sorry, you haven't even kissed me?
Everyday, without fail, we write to each other;
At times, I feel that others don't even matter.

So tell me now, or tell me never;
Am I good enough to be your partner?
Please tell me yes, or tell me no;
Even though it'll break my heart in two.

-----original poetry by eb1209 03/13/06-----

The Heavy Load On My Shoulder....
Posted:Feb 23, 2008 4:41 am
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2008 6:47 pm

Not too many are very transparent about themselves here at FFF (profile or blogs). In my case, I have no fear and I have nothing to hide.

...I felt the heaviness of the world at a very tender age (6 y.o.) when my parents separated.
...At age 21, I was already paying back my mom's greatness when I started working. She raised us all her humbly, but with dignity.
...At 25, I was taking care of my only and at the same time taking up Nursing (my 2nd college degree)only because his father was employed far away in KSA.
...At 31, (1991) I was already in New York City, working so hard to give my family a very comfortable life. It was then that I helped support my nieces and nephews in college, because they have the intellectual capabilities to be great professionals as they are right now.
...At 34, (1994) my dad passed away, and being his legal family, we had to take care of everything until he was finally laid to rest. He left 3 other "" we accepted as our own family members.
...At 35, I became "officially and legally" SINGLE AGAIN...Same year, my mother had a stroke. Since then, I became her major financial and emotional provider.
...At 40, my Muslim BF of 4 1/2 years married his cousin who was bethrothed to him since they were . And back home in the Philippines, my teenage was getting uncontrollable by my Mom (his Dad disrespected as well,who wouldn't? )and our significant others. My heart and wholebeing was crashed and shattered,almost beyond repair.
...At 42, I decided to petition my only , and I relocated from New York City down here in McAllen, Texas in the hope to rebuild our lives together as mother and , A FAMILY of 2. It turned out to be a very challenging reunion. Being with a rebellious was worse than living alone for 11 years.
...At 47, (2007) after weathering the toughest storms with my , he successfully graduated in Nursing. It meant so much to me, for if he stayed in the Philippines, he would have been one of the deliquents of the society. Same year, I thought it was about time I decided to take care of my lovelife again. Met a couple of nice guys here, got emotionally involved with one very young man 12 years my junior, but after a year of roller coaster rides and deep analysis on my part, the relationship had to end. It was the best decision for both of us.
...Now, at 48, after all those long years of heavy loads on my shoulders, my left gave in and couldn't take that much load anymore. Last Valentine's Day, I had a surgery called Arthroscopic Decompression of Rotator Cuff. After all these years, my left shoulder froze.

As a writer, I love to associate things metaphorically. And this is just one of them ....While my left shoulder is recovering, my right will take all the loads for now. And valiantly, I will. But I tell you what? None of these things will ever put me down. Sometimes, we have to look at life on a different perspective. After all, THE ONLY TRUE HANDICAP IN THIS WORLD, IS A BAD ATTITUDE...I am still very thankful for my other tons of wonderful blessings.

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