Sunday, October 17, 2010

I ♥ You To Bits, Kaia Dearest

Tagaytay: Bag of Beans yr10


"I could never afford to lose you; you’re so different from the others.
You’re not weird, you’re just uniquely different."

These were the words that made me cry, hard, last night.

I was having "those" episodes again. I don't know if it's PMS, but I was feeling overly low last night. If you know me that well, you should know that I still have this one big regret in my life—that is, not finishing a degree I badly covet. I wanted to take up Fine Arts and because I got pregnant at an unripe age of 16, I never had that chance to pursue it. Well actually I almost had, but then, I got pregnant, again.

I was saving up and looking for art schools around the metro last year, so eager and full of hope that I could finally go back to school, to learn, study and do what I've always wanted. But sometimes fate has its own cruel way of putting things together. It slapped me with a cold-harsh reality that I need to wake up from a deep slumber. Reality rain check.

I still want to pursue that dream, I need to pursue it.

For the longest time, thinking about it makes me cry. For the longest time, when I still think about it, it leaves a hollow emptiness that lingers deep inside me. The feeling is painful, intense and wounding.

I still want it.

I was crying last night when Tatay told me something that would obsess me for the rest of my life.

T: The first time I saw you, I immediately told to myself—this is the girl I want to marry, I want to spend my lifetime loving her.

Isn't that creepy? He barely knows me.

The first time he saw me, I was still hairless. I used to wear a bonnet because I can't tolerate the air-conditioning in our office floor running in full blast or probably because I had little hair, that’s why. Yes, he fell in love with a bald girl who dresses like a malnourished emo kid.

And then all of a sudden, he said something like this:

“I could never afford to lose you; you’re so different from the others.
You’re not weird, you’re just uniquely different.”

I froze.

My hubby would always complain why I have to be so different.

Not last night.

He actually said it and embraced me so tightly that he never wants to let go of me.

T: You don’t have to stop dreaming. I don’t want you to stop pursuing what you want. I’ll support you all the way and I believe in you.

And then I cried some more.

I want it that badly that sometimes I just ignore him.

I need to pursue it, in time, and I know he'll be there to back me up.

Thank you for making me realize that—my ego-booster, my sanity anchor, my best friend, my dear Kaia.

I love you so much Tatay and yes, we'll do it together this time.

Tagaytay yr08: Tatay's Birthday

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Four-Eyed Girl

I'm not perfect.

I have freckles and faint red veins on my face.
 I don't have that perfect hair. I once shaved my head,
 it made people into thinking that I'm a cancer patient in remission.

I can't wear contacts because I have sensitive eyes, 
so I wear glasses everyday and sometimes I'm sick and tired of wearing them.
 I look like a dork not because it's a sick fashion statement,
 but because I need them badly to see clearly.

I used to be thin but now I'm fat as a cow.

I wanted to become an artist—
painter, writer, photographer, musician
 and my biggest regret was not going to art school.

I hate going to clubs. I hate socializing with people.
 Maybe because I’m bad at dancing and I’m terrified of people I barely know.

Sometimes I curse, a lot—but not in front of my kids.

I could never be a girly-girl, I already tried.
I'll always be the girl with those dorky glasses.

I'm not perfect but I'm perfectly happy being imperfect
 and I don't give a fucking shit.


I love you, Juana. Freckles and all! :)

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Buff Time Tuesday

I'm writing or rather typing this while waiting for my Dexter S5-E3 buff time to finish. I was thinking of going cold turkey on FB and be addicted to exercise instead, well let's see if it'll work. I'm sweating my ass off working out like a mad woman! And I need to finish a Palahniuk book that I've been reading when I was still pregnant! MOFO, I am soooo LAZY! I have 2mos and 6days left until our wedding day and I already stopped purging myself into eating cereals and oatmeal. So far I'm not craving for carbs anymore, but chocolates, uhum-- that's a different story. Good luck to myself!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

An Open Letter

Dear Self,

I've been thinking a lot lately and realized that I've been inconsiderate. I’m really sorry I've been so hard on you and I mean that with all my heart. I promise to love all your flaws and to be proud of every scar. I’ll let you feel sad when you’re down, I’ll let you laze around when you’re not feeling well, I’ll love you wholeheartedly and I’ll be your bes-test best friend. I promise, from now on I’ll take good care of you. 

♥ Me

Friday, October 1, 2010

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