Quiquay: quirks

... like I'm not pretty enough. ... or slim enough. ... or sexy enough. ... or interesting enough. ... or smart enough. ... or good in bed enough. If any of those reasons is the case, can someone please explain how I got two indecent proposals from two ex-boylets (coffee break friend and the buddy) last week? And include one very interested look from childhood friend when he saw a clip of me from dance class while fiddling with my phone. To answer your next question, I politely declined all of them. But it was tempting. =) In the meantime, ang haba ng hair ng lola mo! Hahaha.

Most of the time I look forward to the new year and the hope it brings. This year I'm a little bit skeptical the bedroom situation will get better. I finally went to the OB-Gyne when my period didn't arrive on schedule. Normally, I'm as regular as a calendar so two weeks of delay was too much. No, I'm not pregnant - as I informed one too many nurse and doctor. Even I'm not stupid enough to ask for an appointment without knowing if I was pregnant or not. Besides, it's impossible to get preggy without a sperm donor and that has not been on the menu for several months now (oh, don't get me started). As it is, it's my PCOS (poly-cystic ovarian syndrome - it's when your eggs don't mature as planned and look like cysts) that's causing the hold-up. And the doctor casually added that the largest of my asymptomatic myomas has grown to the size of a small fist (and that I had two more grape-sized ones) and should be removed through surgery. She added t