TMI Tuesday: Touchy feely, Romance and foreplay and farts in between

3 02 2009


1. When you sleep with someone, how much or how little contact do you like to have? I’ve only slept with one person. Ever. So I like him to touch me, like there’s no tomorrow.

2. What do you think there is a appropriate amount of time for a divorce parent to date before introducing the kids to the “new” “special” person in their life? At least after 6 months, then slowly introduce him.

3. Which ONE do you wish you had more of in bed… romance, experimentation or foreplay? Definitely romance and foreplay.

4. What do you thinks makes a kiss great? Less saliva, tongue action should be just right and of course, fresh breath.

5. Describe your sex life in two words. Absolutely Awesome!

Bonus (as in optional): Do you remember a time when you were having sex that you smile or even laugh about now? Well, there was this time I farted, totally embarrassing. He pretended not to hear, which was so gentlemanly, but everytime I remember, it makes me giggle inside. ๐Ÿ˜€ lol!


It sucks!

3 02 2009

I tried importing this blog to blogger, but I was unsuccessful. I don’t know why, blogger couldn’t import my blog, so I guess I have to give up Entrecard. Or I could try manually copying and pasting all my posts and comments to blogger. But come on, that’s just too much work, plus I don’t have the time, so bye bye Entrecard, for now. At least until I can import my blog to blogger. Anyway, it’s Tuesday and I am counting the days until my MIL arrives. Just the thought of her coming makes me just want to disappear or maybe hibernate. Either way, I really don’t want to be here right now. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate her, I just don’t want to be criticized and told what I should and shouldn’t do. Or what I should’ve done to care better for his son. I mean, he’s my husband, not my son.There’s a big difference.

Entrecard is not allowed on WordPress?!

1 02 2009

Yes, apparently, wordpress doesn not read any java script, and so it cannot display the widget. Aaargh! I should’ve known about that before I started blogging on wordpress! Now, what am I supposed to do?


31 01 2009

This is for the people who talk during watching a movie. Take notes, it might help you not annoy people you’re watching with.

I was watching this movie on t.v., a movie I’ve never watched before, and so I was really into it because it kinda aroused my curiosity because of its story line. It was a local movie. One of my “housemates”, the girl, decided to do her nails in the same room. I didn’t mind at first, but then she got all talkative and started talking to me. At first I entertained her, trying to pay attention to what she was saying and trying to watch the movie at the same time. She couldn’t shut up! She couldn’t even tell that I was not interested at what she had to say at that moment. After she has told me about her “super” day, she proceeded to ask me about the movie, at first it was okay, I told her what was happening so far, and for a few minutes she shushed and watched. After a few more minutes, she began asking what was happening, and what the characters were doing and why were certain things happening. I wanted to tell her that I don’t know what’s going to happen, it’s the first time I’m seeing this movie, but because I am polite, I explained the best way I could. That didn’t stop her from asking the same questions 5 minutes later. At that point, I swear I answered her through gritted teeth. And she still didn’t get what was happening. And she still couldn’t tell that I was so annoyed at her already. I was so freakin annoyed I wanted to yell at her and tell her how stupid she was and that the movie was too deep for her smallish brain to comprehend. She just got into my nerves so badly, I stopped watching the movie half way as I am not enjoying her company and it was fairly hard to watch with her blabbing away and asking stupid questions about the movie every 5. freakin. minutes. I mean, we were in the same room, and she had a pretty good view of the t.v. and yet she kept asking me what was happening, she wanted me to explain every sequence of the movie, hello? Why watch then? Why not just let the movie finish and I’ll tell you about it. It was so freakin annoying! No wonder nobody wants to watch a movie with her, she’s just so freakin slow. I mean my other housemate told me about this habit of hers before, but I thought she was just exaggerating. I didn’t think she was that slow. But tonight, OMG, she is the slowest person I have ever met. And the most annoying person so far. Gawd! Let this be a lesson, don’t ask stupid questions, and if you must watch a movie, make sure to have your common sense with you, otherwise, you’re never gonna have someone to watch a movie, orย  anything else with.

Saturday 9: Pot, Snakes and Emotional Infidelity

31 01 2009

Here we go!

1. When was the last time you smoked pot? Me? Smoke pot? Okay, fine, I guess the last time was back in 2005 or something…

2. What do you think is your biggest weakness? Definitely my Pride.

3. What is your biggest fear? Snakes, without a question, terrified of them… Rats and spiders take the second spot.

4. Is there a particular goal that youโ€™d like accomplish this year? To not be lazier than I already am… lol!

5. What do you miss most from your youth? Not being able to do things normal kids do, because I had to step up and be the adult.

6. What is your best physical feature? I think my eyes, most people say I’ve got nice eyes… ๐Ÿ˜€

7. Are you very confident? I think I am. Most of the time.

8. Tell us about the last time you were drunk. Oh Gawd! It’s been soooo long, the details are a bit hazy! ๐Ÿ˜€

9. Have you ever cheated on a lover? Sexually and Physically, NO. Emotionally, I might have.

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Things that make me go Aaaargh!

31 01 2009

This past week have been somewhat uneventful. First of all, I tried to do my chores and complete them before the week ends, but I was unsuccessful. I have realized that we have way too many clothes than what we really need. A mountain of clothes isn’t really necessary, is it? Less clothes mean less time folding and ironing, and God, I hate ironing clothes! I wouldn’t mind not ironing my clothes at all, I could care less about what other people think of how my clothes look like when I’m in public. Besides, I’m gorgeous, so my ugly clothes can compensate for that. Ha!And how about doing the dishes? I hate them, especially because we don’t have centralized heater and so the kitchen has no warm water to wash the dishes with. Try washing the dishes with freezing cold water, let’s see if you like it. Don’t even get me started on dusting, I mean, what’s the point? Minutes after you’re done all the dust particles just come back anyway. And what’s the deal with the toilet? I hate dirty toilets and I do clean ours every so often, but somehow people just don’t know how to flush! I mean come on, after you’re done, all you need to do is flick the darn switch and it flushes itself, I don’t want to see your crap floating around in there, come on! Gross.

I have come to the realization that I really dislike kids. I like my own, but I don’t like other kids.ย  Especially kids who are annoying, with matching annoying, self-righteous parents. Oh, how I hate them! And how about disgusting snot-nosed kids, I mean, hello? Have you heard of an invention called tissue? Come on, wipe it off! Gross.

My MIL is coming for a visit next week, she might as well stay for the whole year because I know that’s how it’ll feel like for me.ย  So aaargh! on that one.

Anger Management

23 01 2009

I am so tired. I have been for quite a while. I have all these things happening around me and I just want to scream.

My cousins are pissing me off. Especially the boy. He’s been at it again, fighting and screaming at everybody. Stupid little spoiled brat. I just want to wring his neck. I swear that kid is pure evil. His parents can’t even control him, it’s like they’re afraid of him or something. If he were my kid he wouldn’t be like that, I’d discipline him. His parents just let him do anything, and I mean anything. I swear this morning he hit my kid with a belt, and it made me so furious that I can’t do anything to him because he isn’t my kid and I didn’t want to create problems between me and his parents. Something should be done about his behavior, before I do something about it myself, and trust me, when I do something, he won’t be screaming at anybody anymore and that’s a guarantee. His parents seriously need a seminar on good parenting skills.