25 years and counting :)

I didn't have to look that far to search for the perfect kind of love. It is already screaming itself right in front of me. :)

the look of love.

Yesterday, my parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. We didn't have a ceremony nor did we threw a party. Instead, we tried to do something special on this extra special day of my parents. My sister and I were on our best behavior, I believe so. On our way home from Manila, we bought them a cake and wrote them a card. Papa had only one wish for this day- a family picture, all of us looking a little formal and decent. His little wish is our command. So even when I hated being in that gown (and I could tell Ate hated it too), I had done it without a word of complaint and with a smile pasted on my face. When it was finally done, I realized that it wasn't that bad to do it. In fact, a family picture is beautiful to look at.

Then we went to Tagaytay to have lunch. We were on a tight budget so we chose a restaurant that does not look expensive and that serves pizza and pasta, because that's what Ate and I were craving for. It was a wrong choice of restaurant. The food wasn't to our liking. Food is still food, so I still ate until I could. At least, the restaurant had let us use their TV like it was ours. And in fairness, the staff were all very kind to us.

After doing the grocery, we went home. That was how we spent the day. It is very seldom that we spend time like that, just the four of us, so it was still a beautiful day even when things didn't turn out so perfect. I love my family! I couldn't, and wouldn't, ask for better parents and sister.

To my dear parents, happy 25th wedding anniversary and i hope you'll have 50 more years of happy life together. You're an inspiration to me. Lovelove, ü

my jewels.

P.S. 143

It's been awhile since I watched a movie. I mean, really watched without taking my eyes off the television, my mind not wandering anywhere. I am so glad that the first movie I watched after ages is this one.
It was the second time Hilary Swank made me cry in her movie. She's such a great actress and a natural. Then, it's cute to see the mighty King Leonidas of 300 doing a striptease for his wife.

I got disheartened at the first few minutes of the film when I learned that Gerry (Butler) was already dead. He and Holly (Swank) is a couple, struggling with life but still has the greatest love for one another after years of being married. They fought over little things. They laughed a lot. Their only concrete plan for the future is to stay and grow old together. And then Gerry died of brain tumor. :(

I am a fan of happy-ending movies. So when I learned that he's already dead, I was still hoping that it was just Holly's dream. Little did I know that it was where the story revolved.

With Gerry dead, Holly's life fell apart. Until she learned that Gerry had written her letters which he had arranged for her to receive on some scheduled time. It was to help her move on with her life, her life without him. Every letter ends with a P.S. I love you. Every time she reads the note, I feel like crying. It was Gerry's love for Holly that caused my tears.

He sang her songs when he was still alive. He listened to her rant and then comforted her with a kiss or a hug. He's willing to do anything for her, anything just to keep her happy. And Holly is willing to do the same for him. So basically, it was their love for each other that truly moved me.

It's ridiculous to end the movie with Gerry rising from the dead so even when they couldn't be together anymore, I still find the movie adorable. I suggest you watch this. Pahabol sa balentayms! And if you happen to know any other movies that has love stories as moving as this one, can you please lend me? Someone as mushy as me will really really appreciate it.

Here is an excerpt from Gerry's last letter to Holly.

Dear Holly,

. . . It's to tell you how much you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful... literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends.

P.S. I will always love you

P.S.

awwwww... 5 twinkling stars for this movie.

back on business :)

It's the first day of March today. I hope I'll be marching with my cap and gown on, my classmates cheering with me, on the last day of this month. God! It was just like yesterday when I was crying buckets because I can't find my place in college. Come to think of it, I made it through college! Well, almost. :D There's still the final exams and still some requirements to fulfill.

In the meantime, I'd like to make up for lost time and missed stories of my past two months. One word - THESIS. This last two months, my world revolved around it. It became an irritating part of my system. I wanted to make it suka and poopoo (coño?) whenever I thought of how many weekends I wasn't able to come home and have our Sunday family lunch. How many days we had to work on it when all we wanted to do was enjoy the remaining days of college. How many all-nighters we had to pull. And how many tears I had to cry. And then before I knew it, it was done, finally. I really hope it is.


(Jan 30 - Thesis Defense Day. with my wonderful partners, Hasper&Chiq and the equally wonderful Dr. Ang.)


(chilling out after defense)

It did not just end with the defense. The weeks that followed were for the revisions of what needed to be revised!


I have learned a very important lesson through everything I have experienced so far. And that is, you have to have something to look forward to. As for me, I just held on to that thought of coming home. It worked!

Everything wasn't about pressures and schoolworks of course. I also had some great great fun! Last month, my classmates and I attended the retreat at Caleruega, Batangas. It felt so good to relax and free our minds for 3 days, after everything we've done and were about to do. I got to know and love my classmates more, every single one of them. There were only 24 of us, but it was still fun!

Feb 2-4, Caleruega, Batangas


(before leaving UST, with Tsongets)


(1st night - the bag-those-memories activity)


(2nd day - the say-anything-positive-about-this-person-in-10-precious-seconds activity)


(up up there)


(4ECO,batch 2009)


It was heaven in there! Fresh air, beautiful place, cool companions. I had an amazing time. Then it was time to go back to Manila and face what there is to face.


(Feb 11 - the jobseekers. UST Job Fair 2009)


Then it was the most-awaited Valentine's Day, for lovers at least. My Tsongets celebrated it on Wendy's, again! Just like last year's V-day. We had lunch and then off we went to Trinoma and hit the videoke!


(Feb 14 - Wendy's, Dapitan. with Tsongets, Nikko, Choy & RJ)


(at Red Box, Trinoma)



I also had the privilege of being invited at a kiddie party - Choy's and 3 of her friends' birthday celebration at McDonald's, Retiro.


(Feb 21 - with KimeeChoy, the birthday celebrator.)


(l-r: Choy, LoweLaway, DennisGancho, RJ 'd Losser, ShaPogi & HasperUser)


The week that followed was one hell of a space shuttle ride. It was one of the busiest, most pressing, most depressing, most distressing weeks I've ever had in my college life. It's over now. The storm had passed and I feel like someone had taken a heavy load out of my shoulder. This week is the last week of schooling. In less than a month, I will have to say bye to being a student and say hello to a world of . . . I still don't know! One thing for sure is that I am gonna miss my section, my classmates, my friends! I never thought I am going to love them this much. They have taught me to laugh in the face of problems and pressure. They have shared with me a lot of things. It was only this semester that I have realized that this is Highschool, part 2. I can only wish that I'll be able to find people like them to wherever life may lead me or that life will lead me back to them. :)