Almost Married On a Weekend

     Just to prove a point ha… - Sharyn

     I finally got a call from Elver saying I might leave on April 9 or 10 (still crossing my fingers).  And everybody knows that he did propose sometime November.  But even before, he would bombard me with lines such as “O, pakasal na tayo before you leave ha…” As soon as he learns about my tentative flight he immediately asks me to marry him. Apparently, we only have 2 weeks!  

     Last Saturday, we left for Laguna.  We’ll be attending a birthday party.  In order to lessen the expenses, we both decided to hitch with Rangil.  We were waiting for the whole gang at Starbucks when he opened my SUN phone.  There were a couple of messages from Marja which I didn’t erase and did not even realize that the messages will create a big issue for him.

     I told Marja that we cannot push through with the marriage now since I’d be having a hard time fixing the legal documents.  Marja replies by saying “Oo nga naman, mahirap talaga magasikaso ng papeles…”  Azman took it negatively and he thinks that I didn’t want to marry him all the while.  And I didn’t really want to change my name under his.  From Pansol, Laguna he walks out.  I didn’t want to follow him or what have you since I don’t want to ruin the birthday party and create a commotion.  After all I knew that he’ll be going to a close sis of ours whom he considers his nanay-nanayan.  So he’ll be safe there. 

     Come Sunday morning I travelled all the way to San Pablo, Laguna to pick him up.  I was so willing to marry him  right there and then.  But of course my senses were still intact.  We both agreed that we have to move it to December.  We ended up having a romantic dinner at Sulyap restaurant and planned our wedding.

     So sabi nga ni Sharyn - Just to prove apoint ha…  Papakasalan mo na talaga siya…

     I know I should be more mature in terms of handling this situation.  I admit…my first attempt in terms of building a family didn’t turn out as positive as I hoped for.  Marriage is not somehing you decide in one sitting.  It is a lifetime commitment after all.  That’s why I want to be able to plan it as carefully as we could.  Maybe I am just overwhelmed with the amount of  love Azman is giving off.  

     Don’t get me wrong.  I want to marry him and spend the rest of my life with him ASAP - i mean in one roof with all the kids and what have you.  I cannot wait to be with my travel buddy.  Hay pag-igib.  ay wrong.  Pag-Ibig nga naman…

madaling maging APO, mahirap magpaka-APO

whew…  with several services that i am organizing as of press time, i still have an article to finish.  this will be published sa boracay souvenir program.  hay Lord…  help me write a perfect article about our chapter…  i was instructed pa naman by brod noly to include everything that i could include.  ibuga ko daw ng bonggang bongga ang mga nagawa ng chapter.  

whew!  and…  ang mas malupit nito, kailangan magawa ko ‘to lahat ASAP.  i think i am leaving on the 9th or the 10th.  kamusta naman yun…

Dito Tayo Titira

imagine your boyfriend discussing with you the house in which you would spend the rest of your lives…

Lets’ Relive the 80’s… Matabungkay Beach resort

thursday:  i went to music museum to watch wolfgang’s concert.  of course, razorback did the front act.  one hell of a concert.  it literally stoked me up.

friday:  i had a shift in MOA - 12-6.  on my way to MOA, i was already contemplating as to where will i go after work…  i was trying to think of possible stuff just in case i decide to take the bus from EDSA going to Tagaytay.  i talked to sara then to have some coffee first.  after a couple of hours i got a text from haya - saying she’ll be having an ultimate joyride with her boyfriend and another guy friend.  i replied by saying “SAMA AKO!!!”  so there…  i left manila on a friday night ending up at…  (lets’ relive the 80’s)  MATABUNGKAY BEACH RESORT.

it was an ultimate joyride.  i met a couple of new friends and they were fantastic.  knowing what they had to go through life really left me inspired.  but then again…  i realized somehing more important that night.  it is so hard to leave manila without azman.  it was actually my first time - in such a long time - to leave the premises of manila without him.  you see, we both love to travel.  though i had a hard time without my travel buddy, i enjoyed the next two days of my impromptu vacation.  thank you haya, gil and jerald. 

In A Perfect World

In a perfect world everyone should be living a comfortable life.  No one should be thriving in the “poorest of the poor” areas.  Everyone should really experience unrequitted love.  No one is entitled to pain…grief…missery.  Not even thinking on how to hurt somebody else.  Prejudice should be the last thing on Earth.  Considering killing/kidnapping/stealing etc… as a lucrative career is never an option. 

No matter what tantamount effort one would exert, life will never be fair. 

And ironic as it may seem, that is how our lives become beautiful.  It adds a certain twist that makes it full of substance.

And why am I lecturing about life on this entry?  Well, I really don’t know.  Maybe beacuse I have come across various experiences lately that make me impatient.  Or you could blame it on the different types of people I have met recently.  Could also be the books that I just finished.  

Aaaargh.  I’m just too anxious to leave Manila.  Too anxious to think of many ways on how to spend the tons of money that will come along my way.  Whew!  

There’s an ongoing party here at home.  I am here inside my room.  I am too lazy to mingle at chat with the visitors.  No time for casual talks…  I just want to pack my stuff and fly right now. 

Random thoughts:  Early part of 2009 my mom and I went to Quaipo.  Feast of the Black Nazarene.  The whole church is already jam packed as early as that time.  God knows how hard I prayed not be part of a stampede or what not.  It suddenly hit me that Filipinos still have FAITH - big time faith.  I mean, despite all the hardships that this country has to offer - many of them - erase - all of them still believe that one day things will be fine.  What’s my point?  I tell you what - when I started running, I go to the chapel afterwards to thank Him for giving me enough strenth to finish a couple of kilometers.  Funny how I offer each run i make to something that I wish for.  (eg:  a job that I really like, an application that I am dying to be approved…)  And that is how I have come to know that true meaning of Faith.  Of trust.  The true meaning of holding into things that you really believe in.  The feeling is just surreal to be with those people in Quiapo that morning.