Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Up, up, here we go


Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Best april fools' yet


It started out as a prank exactly a year ago. It's been quite a while since I had a change in relationship status that time and I, initially thought it would have been a great joke for at the very least, my close friends to see a pseudo-relationship on Facebook. Thankfully, my partner-in-crime was willing in join in with the "joke". So we did have this status change just for kicks and played around with the people who started liking, commenting and even asking personally about it. It was so funny that even our boss was caught off-guard. It was definitely done in jest but there was that fun feeling of being in a fake relationship with this person. Come on, this person wasn't just some person. 

And so we ended our 6-hour "relationship" and talked about how people reacted. Laughed hard at them and at least I breathed a sigh of joy for that moment. Whew.

It was one of those things you'd probably talk about with a friend probably some time in the future. "You remember the time we played a prank - pretending that we were in a relationship?" 

And yes, we were that close. Probably a result of coming into the company at almost the same time. Going through the learning process, witnessing and being part of the team's growth and success - we went through it together. Exploring, going around Makati and even the Fort. Went on road trips together. Even going abroad (now) twice! As I've previously blogged, I spend 95% of my Friday nights with my workada and 9 times out of ten she'd be there. And in some days we'd go on friendly dates like this one.

Sharing tons of stories about love, work and even those random little ideas that creep up our heads. Life at home, with high school and college friends and all that shit. Those sparks of joy and even sadness. Things that we love. We hate. And all the things that we dream for. 

You and I know that this person is special - not just among us friends but to a whole lot of people. To tell you the truth, I definitely felt so lucky to be her closest and most trustworthy friend.

"Life's all about moments of impact and how they change our lives." (The Vow, 2012)

Ever since I've been close to her, I always knew we had that connection. A connection that wasn't necessarily romantic. But I'd like to believe that there was that awesome jive. Not that it was overwhelming -but subconsciously felt.

Oh little did we know.

And so things happen. I need not go into detail but a series of fortunate events came through. Next thing you know we're dating. Needless to say I always have a great time with her. Seldom was there a dull moment. Heck, even if we've told each other tons of stories about ourselves, there seems to be no end in trying to get to know each other more. I really like listening to her stories and thoughts on things. Makes me feel that this person not just trusts, but also likes spending quality time with me.

A part of me was surprised and at some point startled how things happened. And I say that with all honesty. But another part of me says that I kind of saw this coming.

Maybe it was that connection. Maybe it was that moment of impact - which arguably was the bravest moment of my life.

Regardless, I am so happy that things happened the way they did. And ever since then, I still cannot count the number of times I've shaken my head smiling - "Am I really this lucky?"

Early morning breakfasts before work. Afternoon breaks. And even just driving back home to QC after a tough day at work. Those short walks around Fort Bonifacio. Small adventures around UP and Ateneo. All the interesting and modern museums that she would love to get into. Going on random road trips just to chill and hang. Waiting for her while she shops for her new clothes or shoes. Spending time with our families. Weekend lunches at her place. Dinners at my place. and a whole lot more - all of these I look forward to.

Right now I feel like the luckiest guy in the world. I feel like I've been blessed at the right place at the right time. I really hope and pray for the best 'cause indeed this feels like heaven.



Only this time, it's no prank. :)

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

LOL. 'Nuff said.


source: Mon Sebastian's Facebook wall

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Just Say Yes

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Love Statistics

Savage Chickens - Love Stats
Cool. :)

Got this one from PatCorr. Click here.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Marry Me by Train



Forever can never be long enough for me
Feel like I've had long enough with you
Forget the world now we won't let them see
But there's one thing left to do

Now that the weight has lifted
Love has surely shifted my way
Marry Me
Today and every day
Marry Me
If I ever get the nerve to say
Hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Mm-hmm

Together can never be close enough for me
Feel like I am close enough to you
You wear white and I'll wear out the words I love
And you're beautiful
Now that the wait is over
And love and has finally shown her my way
Marry me
Today and every day
Marry me
If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Mm-hmm

Promise me
You'll always be
Happy by my side
I promise to
Sing to you
When all the music dies

And marry me
Today and everyday
Marry me
If I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe
Say you will
Mm-hmm
Say you will
Marry me
Mm-hmm

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Why women love men

Women love men because they can never fake orgasms, even if they wanted to.

Because they write poems, songs, and books in our honor.

Because they never understand us, but they never give up.

Because they can see beauty in women when women have long ceased to see any beauty in themselves.

Because they come from little boys.

Because they can churn out long, intricate, Machiavellian, or incredibly complex mathematics and physics equations, but they can be comparably clueless when it comes to women.

Because they are incredible lovers and never rest until we’re happy.

Because they elevate sports to religion.

Because they’re never afraid of the dark.

Because they don’t care how they look or if they age.

Because they persevere in making and repairing things beyond their abilities, with the naïve self-assurance of the teenage boy who knew everything.

Because they never wear or dream of wearing high heels.

Because they’re always ready for sex.

Because they’re like pomegranates: lots of inedible parts, but the juicy seeds are incredibly tasty and succulent and usually exceed your expectations.

Because they’re afraid to go bald.

Because you always know what they think and they always mean what they say.

Because they love machines, tools, and implements with the same ferocity women love jewelry.

Because
they go to great lengths to hide, unsuccessfully, that they are frail and human.

Because they either speak too much or not at all to that end.

Because they always finish the food on their plate.

Because they are brave in front of insects and mice.

Because a well-spoken four-year old girl can reduce them to silence, and a beautiful 25-year old can reduce them to slobbering idiots.

Because they want to be either omnivorous or ascetic, warriors or lovers, artists or generals, but nothing in-between.

Because for them there’s no such thing as too much adrenaline.

Because
when all is said and done, they can’t live without us, no matter how hard they try.

Because they’re truly as simple as they claim to be.

Because they love extremes and when they go to extremes, we’re there to catch them.

Because
they are tender they when they cry, and how seldom they do it.

Because
what they lack in talk, they tend to make up for in action.

Because they make excellent companions when driving through rough neighborhoods or walking past dark alleys.

Because they really love their moms, and they remind us of our dads.

Because they never care what their horoscope, their mother-in-law, nor the neighbors say.

Because they don’t lie about their age, their weight, or their clothing size.

Because they have an uncanny ability to look deeply into our eyes and connect with our heart, even when we don’t want them to.

Because when women say “I love you” they ask for an explanation.


Source:http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2010/08/27/why-we-love-men/

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Monday, August 30, 2010

one heck of a song

I'll make sure I memorize this song before I get married. Won't get tired of singing this for that special lady. Whoever she may be.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

i told you so...

my title simply explains what has been on my mind since jinjin bagged 1st place in her competition today.

my girlfriend, jinjin, has just won the championship for solo category in SAYAWJUAN (a dance competition hosted by the UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe). yup, solo. jin's first ever solo.

although she made it seem easy when she showed up with her winning piece, she had a really rough time up until the moment her dance ended.

first of all, she was sick for the past week. she was down with fever. good thing it came after her 2nd screening. that meant no practice or even just conditioning during those days.

second, she gave much time for my birthday. not that i obliged her. i actually told her to show up na lang for the dinner and practice the whole day. but she spent almost the whole day with me. and she was only recovering from fever last friday.

third, she choreographed her dance only last sunday. yes, last sunday. two days before the competition.

fourth, she only got a hold of her final music sunday evening. thanks for helping out kuya boj kahit short notice :)

fifth, she broke down once or twice during the weekend. she cried a lot thinking that there was no more time. no music. no more ideas. no strength. she even thought of quitting. wth?

and from there, i sort of started to "mess" with her situation. i couldn't stand seeing her that way.

i pulled out the competitive me. i sort of acted as her coach. haha. not coach as in choreographer but the type of coach who gets mad when his trainee wants to quit.

i helped her by charming marj into asking her brother to fix her music. i also joked around by bringing a towel for her sweat when i went to her place last sunday while she was creating her routine. i even suggested a lot of moves. sadly, only two counts were included. hahaha. i started to call her CHAMP as if she was a boxing superstar. whenever she told me she was nervous, i asked her, "who's nervous?!" and she answered with "no one." hehe... good thing all that pressure didn't shake you off too much. :)

i never had doubt that jin would win this competition. it was just a matter of jin doing her thing and not quitting. true enough, she came out like a true champion.

you are so great jinny. i told you so. :) i'm so proud of you.

and to the person/s who tried to derail you, in your face/s. whoever you are.

flashback:
i put on my wishlist that she would win too. and she did. Praise God. thank you jinny! :)

THAT'S MY GIRL!!!