Staring at the page…
I swear I started out with solid thoughts, but I've erased several paragraphs over the last few minutes. Nothing seems to work well. So, I will just ramble –- My stomach hurts. I have been having stomach cramps since this afternoon. I don't know if I should be worried. I think I am just stressed out and tired. I really need to sleep at night and work in the morning. This is not working for me. I am missing meals and this is why I think I am not gaining weight when I should be getting fatter and fatter like a huge, huge, huge cow! (Yes, I am resigned to that happening!) The baby is sucking me out of nutrition and I am not compensating for it by eating. I feel hungry all the effing time though.
- Speaking of baby, she's a kicker and a puncher. She kicks and punches all the same time. Sometimes, I feel like I have Pacquio and Mayweather inside my uterus. Eww. Not a pretty picture. There goes a little vomit.
- I think I may have offended someone – and frankly I DON'T CARE!!! I know you are reading this. But you really are one hell of a conceited schmuck. I do not know where you think you get the right to demand anything from me. Anything at all! Geeze. We are not even friends
- I have been reading about Amanda Knox. Have you heard of her? I spent precious minutes poring over articles of her. She is really pretty and I cannot believe she actually helped murder that poor English girl. But drugs can make people do anything – like as if I have tried drugs. St. Joseph has scared me off the stuff for good. Brainwashed me thoroughly which – yeah, is a good thing.
- I miss Tinapay. I hope you are feeling better. You really have to get out of that depressed mood. After that Sorsogon trip, you should be feeling better.
- Erbe wants to go to Manila on the 11th to attend an SEO seminar. I'm still thinking about it, but he is definitely dead-set on going.
- I really want to stay in a hotel room for a week – no, just a couple of days. I want to read all the pocketbooks I can get my hands on. That would be pure bliss.
- I am a crappy wife. I must have done something right though because the hubby loves me to bits and forgives my eternal crappiness.
one week! one week! one week! hahaha! pero, really, hanggang imagination na lang ang mag hotel for a week na sulo, right? pag may agom ka na and lalo na pag may aki na, guro naging extra extremities mo na sinda. *sigh* guro kada luwas mong sulo sa harong, may madadangog kang "don't leave home without it" nag cha-chant sa talinga mo. hehehe.
ReplyDeletengonyan na agom and mama na ako, i sometimes miss me. i know, it sounds selfish, but....i sometimes miss me!!! hahaha!
ika, tere? miss mo naman ika? hehehe. :-)