Its too amazing not to give a detailed kwento kaya kahit na I am still too overwhelmed to coherently and accurately give a blow by blow account, I shall try my best to tell how my unrequited love became unrequited no more.
****
Its so funny that when I was still going boinkers over our "malabo" status, he was actually thinking that we were already going steady. Of course I could not fault him for thinking that way. He is inexperienced with these things so he equates going out/ accompanying me to the MRT/ taking me home as a sign of our official togetherness. As usual, nag feeling na naman ang mama.
Anyway, since he started working na for his new company, we wouldnt see each other on a daily basis and would just text me on how his day went etc. I'd be touch whenever he would go out of his way to meet me in Glorietta just to walk me to the MRT. So when we he invited to a date a couple of Saturdays ago (october 14), I was thrilled. Yedey! this is it na talaga! he is finally, seriously courting me na. So yes, he wanted to take me to...
SM.
wheeeng. Mali eh.. maling mali. So i had to take over so as to prevent this first official date from turning into a disaster. I told him we'll go to Eastwood instead, have dinner, watch a movie and have coffee after. Buti na lang at masunurin ang bata. Oo lang ng oo.
So he picked me up at around 4pm in the afternoon ( he doesnt like late night gimmicks). Of course, my dad was dumbfounded. His little baby is turning into a young lady and he is in denial. ( but this is a different story) We watched the departed and had dinner at Cafe Adriatico para talagang 'date na date' na ito. I dont know what caused the conversation to turn sour but at the end of our date, I was pissed as hell. All i could remember was that he proposed to me like he was just reading the "BFC" book (he was given a pep talk by his friends who collectively call themselves BFC) and he also told me that he wouldnt say the L word, which for me is stupid. I refused to talk to him and he took me home immediately without fixing things.
I waited for his "im home" text and dropped him the bomb that I dont think things will work out between us. I assured him that i will still be a friend to him etc. etc. Since he didnt reply immediately after that, I thought that he was mad which was the last thing that i wanted to happen. I called him up to check if we were still okay and i found out that he still hasnt read my text. Knowing that i kinda preempted the drama sequence, I hang up and waited until he read it..
okay... waiting... hmmmm... waiting... my eyelids were slowly dropping...
and my baby singing ringtone resounded in my empty room.
"... im glad that u enjoyed our date, well it was meant to be a date. I dont want our relationship to end. I've found the girl na magpapasaya sa akin and it is you. i promise to make this real. no more if evers. sana you can give me a chance. pls reply michiko. can you still be my "michiko"?
wala na... patay na... who can resist him when he says these words? Tao lang naman ako... so yes, I forgave him and i told him that its okay if he doesnt say the "L" word yet. At kamustahin mo ang lolo mo, nag I love you na sa text.... wala na lalo akong nagawa...
The morning after, he woke me up with his lovely words... he said that he was thankful for last night because he realized he loves me na pala and he doesnt want to lose me. I told him na sayang at ang kanyang first I love you ay via text lang. Hindi na sha nag reply.
So okay. I texted Karyll to tell her that we were able to work things out. While in a middle of composing a text, our bibong housemaid, Ate Yen was telling me in her loud ilonggo accent that he is here again.
Who is here again? I asked.
"Si "MTB", may dalang flowers!"
Nawindang ako. Naloka. Nalaglag ang puso. ganun pala yun...
It appeared that after he received my text, he tried to make things right. He was in Market Market to have some papers photocopied so it was there that he bought me those beautiful red roses with green ribbon (favorite color ko kasi eh). He drove to my house without thinking...without any preparation, at 11:30 in the morning! parang Intsik!
Nakakatawa lang talaga siya. He looked nervous when he told me that he's not gonna stay long. He just dropped by to tell me in person that he loves me then he took my hand, waiting for a response.
all i could sum up saying was...
Nawiwindang ako.
Ayuuuuun... so ayun na ang kwento... Wala na akong masabi pa. He just makes me so happy that I cant think nor find the right words to make this kwento more creative. Basta, mahal ko sha.
CHANGING MY WORLD, ONE MISTAKE AT A TIME.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Stolen
FYI lang, nawalan ako ng wallet last monday sa MRT. t@!&^#@ yan,
nakakainis... pero in fairness to the mandurukot, sinara pa ulit ang bag
ko. May paggalang pa. (feeling ko, binuksan, sinara, binuksan, sinara pa nya ulit just to spite me) Paksyet sha talaga. buti na lang at hawak ko ang
aking precious phone. Masaya kasi ako nun eh. Feeling ko, yung tibong
babaeng maraming pimples at may dalang malaking bag na itim. Huwaaaa,
hinusgahan ko na sha. inggit lang sha kasi hindi sha masaya, belat.
At ang masama jan, nasa Girls train na ako. hindi na talaga
mapagkakatiwalaan ang mga tao ngayon. actually, ok lang naman dahil wala
talaga akong pera. sa katunayan nga nyan, nagbaon pa ako nung araw na
yun dahil gusto ko magtipid. Siguro, sa sobrang kakaisip ko na huwag
makalimutan ang baunan ko (remember the unwashed baunan na may remnants
of Pork binagoongan na naiwan ko sa uber sosyal na Coffee Bean
Greenbelt?), na distract ako at di ko namalayang ginagawan na pala ako
ng kasamaan. Ang saklap talaga... gutom na gutom pa man din ako nun,
pero tinikis ko. ang pantyhose ko ay puro run na, pero hindi ako bumili
ng bago dahil nagtitipid ako. tapos, tapos, nanakawan rin lang pala
ako! kung alam ko lang, nag Saisaki na sana kami ng aking Pumpkin.
Actually, hindi naman talaga malaking halaga ang nakuha sa akin. dapat
150 lang, eh nagbayad yung isa kong officemate ng 200... tapos, may 1
dollar pa ako dun (for goodluck at para hindi daw ako maubusan ng
pera... tama, hindi nga ako nawalan ng pera, nawala naman yung buong
wallet ko). kaya yung bruhang magnanakaw, sinusunog na ang kaluluwa nya
sa impyerno para sa halagang 400 pesos at sandamakmak na pictures ko.
Kala nya siguro mayaman ako dahil sa pearl earrings ko.. haller,
nakatsinelas na nga lang ako nung umuwi!!! ganun ba ka- burgis ang
itsura ko?
ang pinakamasakit nyan, nakulimbat pa ang UP ID ko na kahit bura-bura na
ang mukha ko at pwede mo nang mapagkamalan na kahit na sino, ay
mananatili pa ring my precious. (actually, pwede nyang gamitin ang ID kong yun as identification dahil sa sobrang kalabuan, pwede ka nang mag fill-in-the face) At naisip ko na ang hassle ng pagkuha ng bagong SSS ID, at ATM... in one year, naka 2 ATM cards na ako na nawawala (remember, kinain ang atm card ko during my first ever attempt to withdraw).
At shempre, labas ang lola mo para ireport ang insidenteng ito. Buti na
lang at composed ako kahit gigil na gigil na ako.
Nung tinanong ako kung ano ano yung nawala, sabi ko, P400-450 pesos.Sabi nung pulis gawin nang 500 para mas malaki (bakit,hindi ba nila ako aasikasuhin kung less than 500 ang laman ng wallet ko?) Tinanong ako kung ano yung tatak ng wallet ko, sabi ko Billabong, yun nga lang, wala nang tatak, nabura na... defensive pa ang lola mo, sabi ko, original yun.. (pinalagay ko sa police report. hehehe)
Paksyet talaga.. mabuti na lang at may kapayapaan na ako ng loob dahil
sa pag-ibig. Charot!
nakakainis... pero in fairness to the mandurukot, sinara pa ulit ang bag
ko. May paggalang pa. (feeling ko, binuksan, sinara, binuksan, sinara pa nya ulit just to spite me) Paksyet sha talaga. buti na lang at hawak ko ang
aking precious phone. Masaya kasi ako nun eh. Feeling ko, yung tibong
babaeng maraming pimples at may dalang malaking bag na itim. Huwaaaa,
hinusgahan ko na sha. inggit lang sha kasi hindi sha masaya, belat.
At ang masama jan, nasa Girls train na ako. hindi na talaga
mapagkakatiwalaan ang mga tao ngayon. actually, ok lang naman dahil wala
talaga akong pera. sa katunayan nga nyan, nagbaon pa ako nung araw na
yun dahil gusto ko magtipid. Siguro, sa sobrang kakaisip ko na huwag
makalimutan ang baunan ko (remember the unwashed baunan na may remnants
of Pork binagoongan na naiwan ko sa uber sosyal na Coffee Bean
Greenbelt?), na distract ako at di ko namalayang ginagawan na pala ako
ng kasamaan. Ang saklap talaga... gutom na gutom pa man din ako nun,
pero tinikis ko. ang pantyhose ko ay puro run na, pero hindi ako bumili
ng bago dahil nagtitipid ako. tapos, tapos, nanakawan rin lang pala
ako! kung alam ko lang, nag Saisaki na sana kami ng aking Pumpkin.
Actually, hindi naman talaga malaking halaga ang nakuha sa akin. dapat
150 lang, eh nagbayad yung isa kong officemate ng 200... tapos, may 1
dollar pa ako dun (for goodluck at para hindi daw ako maubusan ng
pera... tama, hindi nga ako nawalan ng pera, nawala naman yung buong
wallet ko). kaya yung bruhang magnanakaw, sinusunog na ang kaluluwa nya
sa impyerno para sa halagang 400 pesos at sandamakmak na pictures ko.
Kala nya siguro mayaman ako dahil sa pearl earrings ko.. haller,
nakatsinelas na nga lang ako nung umuwi!!! ganun ba ka- burgis ang
itsura ko?
ang pinakamasakit nyan, nakulimbat pa ang UP ID ko na kahit bura-bura na
ang mukha ko at pwede mo nang mapagkamalan na kahit na sino, ay
mananatili pa ring my precious. (actually, pwede nyang gamitin ang ID kong yun as identification dahil sa sobrang kalabuan, pwede ka nang mag fill-in-the face) At naisip ko na ang hassle ng pagkuha ng bagong SSS ID, at ATM... in one year, naka 2 ATM cards na ako na nawawala (remember, kinain ang atm card ko during my first ever attempt to withdraw).
At shempre, labas ang lola mo para ireport ang insidenteng ito. Buti na
lang at composed ako kahit gigil na gigil na ako.
Nung tinanong ako kung ano ano yung nawala, sabi ko, P400-450 pesos.Sabi nung pulis gawin nang 500 para mas malaki (bakit,hindi ba nila ako aasikasuhin kung less than 500 ang laman ng wallet ko?) Tinanong ako kung ano yung tatak ng wallet ko, sabi ko Billabong, yun nga lang, wala nang tatak, nabura na... defensive pa ang lola mo, sabi ko, original yun.. (pinalagay ko sa police report. hehehe)
Paksyet talaga.. mabuti na lang at may kapayapaan na ako ng loob dahil
sa pag-ibig. Charot!
Monday, October 16, 2006
I Feel Love
This is by far the best week of my life.
As you all know, my pumpkin and I have a silent understanding. After the Hands Down conversation we had and the traumatic Starbucks "what if I leave" bull session, we have agreed that yes, we have something. Yes, we are 'getting there' though there is as clear as the skies when Milenyo came to town. We have, in some point, removed some of the cobwebs inside his head.
I can call him whatever endearment that comes to mind and he will do the same, surprising me to no end. He would mock my manly hands by getting them and in a hushed tone say, "rough nga".
We've been on this crazy setup for the past week and I must say that I have no complaints whatsoever. If i may say, it fits me just right.
So last Monday was my baby's first day at his new office. Since we had this "no commitment" relationship, I didnt feel like texting him to ask how he's doing etc. That is sooooo girlfriend-ish, which, FYI, I am not. But no, he texted me before 5pm to ask me if I was going anywhere after work. I said no so he said if I'd like to meet up with him, he'll be at Glorietta. And sweetness of all sweetness, he said that he left his car in his office at the Fort and commuted all the way to Ayala to accompany me to the MRT. Since the effort was not in vain, I said why not have snacks first before we leave (secret message: Stay with me a little longer). And so we did. It was one of the sweetest conversations we had. He was funny, spontaneous, sweet and affectionate. Anyone who knows would raise their eyebrows and say, "sha ba talaga yun?"... its really him. So anyway, we got to clear things out. He said that he would court me even though he doesnt know how. For me, that was enough.
Since this is the post- sermon Monday, we decided to go home early. Due to the very exhilirating and teeny bopper 'kilig' episode, i was disoriented and spaced out when I entered the crowded MRT.
It was then that I realized that some people hate seeing other people happy.
(to be continued)
As you all know, my pumpkin and I have a silent understanding. After the Hands Down conversation we had and the traumatic Starbucks "what if I leave" bull session, we have agreed that yes, we have something. Yes, we are 'getting there' though there is as clear as the skies when Milenyo came to town. We have, in some point, removed some of the cobwebs inside his head.
I can call him whatever endearment that comes to mind and he will do the same, surprising me to no end. He would mock my manly hands by getting them and in a hushed tone say, "rough nga".
We've been on this crazy setup for the past week and I must say that I have no complaints whatsoever. If i may say, it fits me just right.
So last Monday was my baby's first day at his new office. Since we had this "no commitment" relationship, I didnt feel like texting him to ask how he's doing etc. That is sooooo girlfriend-ish, which, FYI, I am not. But no, he texted me before 5pm to ask me if I was going anywhere after work. I said no so he said if I'd like to meet up with him, he'll be at Glorietta. And sweetness of all sweetness, he said that he left his car in his office at the Fort and commuted all the way to Ayala to accompany me to the MRT. Since the effort was not in vain, I said why not have snacks first before we leave (secret message: Stay with me a little longer). And so we did. It was one of the sweetest conversations we had. He was funny, spontaneous, sweet and affectionate. Anyone who knows would raise their eyebrows and say, "sha ba talaga yun?"... its really him. So anyway, we got to clear things out. He said that he would court me even though he doesnt know how. For me, that was enough.
Since this is the post- sermon Monday, we decided to go home early. Due to the very exhilirating and teeny bopper 'kilig' episode, i was disoriented and spaced out when I entered the crowded MRT.
It was then that I realized that some people hate seeing other people happy.
(to be continued)
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Parenting 101
Habang nag aantay ng kanyang I'm home message, ako ay kinukutkot sa inis.
Oo, hindi tama na umuuwi ako ng dis oras na ng gabi dahil delikado. Pero hindi naman tamang i-assume na may ginagawa akong hindi kanais nais.
Thought bubble:
Kaya siguro prevalent ang generation gap, ang "parents dont understand their children" angst etc, ay dahil hindi marunong ang mga magulang sa pagjajustify ng kanilang mga panenermon.
FYI lang mga parents, panahon pa ni kopong- kopong ang linyang "ganyan ba ang uwi ng matinong babae?" kaya lang naman nagiging 'hindi matino' ang isang babae ay kung gumagawa sha ng mga kabulastugan na hindi naman nya kayang panagutan. Gaya nga ng sinabi ko, kung ang justification mo ng panenermon sa akin ay dahil concerned ka sa aming safety, hindi siguro kami mag-aalburuto sa inis. Gaga ba kami? eh totoo naman eh. Buti nga, concerned pa sa amin eh. (although lulusutan ko pa rin naman na may maghahatid naman sa akin). Pero sige, kahit pa. Fine, fine. I am sorry I came home late dahil sa ______ (put your valid reason on the space provided). Uuwi na ako ng maaga next time/ itetext ko kayo yung what time ako uuwi.
Oh di ba? tapos ang diskusyon, wala nang drama. Wala na ang perennial line na "you dont understand me." Tapos na, nagkapatawaran na, nagkaroon na ng ending at solusyon. Ang dali di ba?
Ikumpara mo naman sa ganitong linya:
"tama ba yang uwi mong yan? alas 2 na ah. Baka may ginagawa ka nang monkey business."
Maling-mali ito eh. uulitin ko, hindi transitive ang 'pag-uwi ng late' sa 'katarantaduhan'. For the parents to assume or even think of it that way ay isang nakakainsultong insinuation, lalo na kung inosente naman ang bata.
Hello 'Pa, hindi nga ako nagpapaligaw, tiniis kong hindi magboyfriend nung college kahit na mahal na mahal ko na yung tao dahil iginagalang at sinusunod kita, hindi na ako umiinom, nagyoyosi, nagba-barhopping, hindi ako nakikipagkilala sa mga taong hindi ko kakilala, hindi ako namimigay ng cell number ko sa ibang tao, in short, wala akong ginagawang masama. Para husgahan mo ako or tanungin ng ganito ay hindi tama at lalong hindi nakakatuwa.
If i were a lesser person, saabihin ko sa sarili kong "paksyet, wala naman akong ginagawang masama tapos sasabihan ako nito. Eh kung totohanin ko na lang kaya para may ounce of guilt naman kahit papano?"
Di ba disastrous? Kaya dapat iwasan ang mga ganitong mga theories at mag ingat na wag itong ipahayag lalo na kung hindi naman sigurado sa sinasabi. You are just showing your kids na hindi mo sila tunay na kilala. at kung hindi mo sha kilala, kahit na anong baliktad mo ng mundo, kahit na anong basa mo ng Guide to Parenting books, hinding hindi mo mauunawaan ang iyong anak.
FYI number 2, tama na ang isang sabi, isang sermon. Hindi mo na kailangan pang paulit-ulitin dahil nakakarindi na at nakakasira ng drive na magbago. Pag paulit ulit, nagiging immune na ang tao sa mga hurtful yet wise words na sasabihin mo sa kanya.
Thought Bubble: (ulit)
Ang ironic lang dahil kababanggit ko lang kay SE na my parents are the greatest, most considerate parents on earth. That my dad is a paragon of greatness, my hero. Actually, ngayon lang naman ito. Bukas makalawa, okay na ulit ako.
HIndi ko maipapangako na hindi ko magagawa ang mga sinasabi kong "pitfalls in parenting" kapag nagkapamilya ako. Kung sakali man, gagawin kong guide ang post na ito para ipaalala sa akin na minsan, nakita ko ang mundo sa mata ng isang "bata".
Oo, hindi tama na umuuwi ako ng dis oras na ng gabi dahil delikado. Pero hindi naman tamang i-assume na may ginagawa akong hindi kanais nais.
Thought bubble:
Kaya siguro prevalent ang generation gap, ang "parents dont understand their children" angst etc, ay dahil hindi marunong ang mga magulang sa pagjajustify ng kanilang mga panenermon.
FYI lang mga parents, panahon pa ni kopong- kopong ang linyang "ganyan ba ang uwi ng matinong babae?" kaya lang naman nagiging 'hindi matino' ang isang babae ay kung gumagawa sha ng mga kabulastugan na hindi naman nya kayang panagutan. Gaya nga ng sinabi ko, kung ang justification mo ng panenermon sa akin ay dahil concerned ka sa aming safety, hindi siguro kami mag-aalburuto sa inis. Gaga ba kami? eh totoo naman eh. Buti nga, concerned pa sa amin eh. (although lulusutan ko pa rin naman na may maghahatid naman sa akin). Pero sige, kahit pa. Fine, fine. I am sorry I came home late dahil sa ______ (put your valid reason on the space provided). Uuwi na ako ng maaga next time/ itetext ko kayo yung what time ako uuwi.
Oh di ba? tapos ang diskusyon, wala nang drama. Wala na ang perennial line na "you dont understand me." Tapos na, nagkapatawaran na, nagkaroon na ng ending at solusyon. Ang dali di ba?
Ikumpara mo naman sa ganitong linya:
"tama ba yang uwi mong yan? alas 2 na ah. Baka may ginagawa ka nang monkey business."
Maling-mali ito eh. uulitin ko, hindi transitive ang 'pag-uwi ng late' sa 'katarantaduhan'. For the parents to assume or even think of it that way ay isang nakakainsultong insinuation, lalo na kung inosente naman ang bata.
Hello 'Pa, hindi nga ako nagpapaligaw, tiniis kong hindi magboyfriend nung college kahit na mahal na mahal ko na yung tao dahil iginagalang at sinusunod kita, hindi na ako umiinom, nagyoyosi, nagba-barhopping, hindi ako nakikipagkilala sa mga taong hindi ko kakilala, hindi ako namimigay ng cell number ko sa ibang tao, in short, wala akong ginagawang masama. Para husgahan mo ako or tanungin ng ganito ay hindi tama at lalong hindi nakakatuwa.
If i were a lesser person, saabihin ko sa sarili kong "paksyet, wala naman akong ginagawang masama tapos sasabihan ako nito. Eh kung totohanin ko na lang kaya para may ounce of guilt naman kahit papano?"
Di ba disastrous? Kaya dapat iwasan ang mga ganitong mga theories at mag ingat na wag itong ipahayag lalo na kung hindi naman sigurado sa sinasabi. You are just showing your kids na hindi mo sila tunay na kilala. at kung hindi mo sha kilala, kahit na anong baliktad mo ng mundo, kahit na anong basa mo ng Guide to Parenting books, hinding hindi mo mauunawaan ang iyong anak.
FYI number 2, tama na ang isang sabi, isang sermon. Hindi mo na kailangan pang paulit-ulitin dahil nakakarindi na at nakakasira ng drive na magbago. Pag paulit ulit, nagiging immune na ang tao sa mga hurtful yet wise words na sasabihin mo sa kanya.
Thought Bubble: (ulit)
Ang ironic lang dahil kababanggit ko lang kay SE na my parents are the greatest, most considerate parents on earth. That my dad is a paragon of greatness, my hero. Actually, ngayon lang naman ito. Bukas makalawa, okay na ulit ako.
HIndi ko maipapangako na hindi ko magagawa ang mga sinasabi kong "pitfalls in parenting" kapag nagkapamilya ako. Kung sakali man, gagawin kong guide ang post na ito para ipaalala sa akin na minsan, nakita ko ang mundo sa mata ng isang "bata".