I'M ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

These exclamation points are not enough though. I'm still high!!!

OH YEAH!!!
Finally, after n months of not being able to write in this blog (actually it was only a month since I last blogged but then I have so many backlogs to do!!!), I am back!
This was the first time (after n days) I was able to sit down...and do nothing! I am soooooo happy. I couldn't contain my happiness! Ever since I graduated, I have become busier (which is really ironic). Hay. Anyway, I have to write about a lot of things. But for today, let this picture do the talking. I hope this will do for now because I am really really sleepy and I need to take a power nap... (sidenote: so as I was about to type that I needed to take a power nap, someone just called my phone and surprise!!! I can't take a power nap anymore because I'm needed in ten minutes. Hays). I have to end this one for now... Hello Day 1 of what seems eternity 3 days! I can do this. (Luh... Like I've been a survivor for almost 730 days now teeeheee)

Lost

This is my favorite picture of us during my MBA graduation. Marion used the picture as his FB cover photo and what was funny is that his friends starting teasing him because of his... phone case! Lol. Below is the snapshot:

Two years ago, I gave him a belt on his birthday. Up to this day, he has not used that belt because of the freaking phone case. According to my boyfriend, masyadong malaki yung belt at di niya masuot ang phone case niya!!! Naloka ko! Anyway, okay fine. I told him to change his phone case dahil di na uso yung ganun. But the OC in him of course does not want to! According to him, he might lose his phone if the case is not attached to his belt. Okay, so I gave up. But once in a while, I tease him tatapon ko na 'tong case mo, just wait and see. Lol.

So last night, while he is busy with his phone, I saw his phone case again. I jokingly told him, "Hay naku baby... eto na naman tong case mo. Haha! Pag gising mo bukas naitapon ko na to."
"Eh baby... ok lang yan. Kasi kesa mawala phone ko. At least nakakabit sa belt. Kesa yung nasa bulsa ko, baka mahulog"
Me: "Wow ah. Mahuhulog talaga?"
He demonstrated me an example using his phone
Marion: "Baby. Isipin mo dati... Yung phone ko ganito lang kaliit. Kalahati lang netong phone ko ngayon yung size. Pero nawala pa kasi sa bulsa nakalagay."
Me: "Huh? Bakit? San nawala?"
Marion: "Nilagay ko sa bulsa ko...tapos baby... butas pala yung bulsa ko..."
So I started laughing hysterically.
Me: "Hahahaha! Eh baby. Jusko butas naman pala kasi yung bulsa mo. Talagang mawawala yun. Ilagay daw ba sa butas na bulsa ang phone. Anong tawag dun?
I was waiting for him to answer "katangahan" but then...
Marion: *said in full conviction* Lost...
Hahaha! I almost died laughing. My boyfriend is so witty! Onganaman. Lost nga naman tawag dun. Hays.

I Wonder What Would Have Happened If We Had Been Just Friends by Lacey Ramburger

I wonder what would happen if we had just stayed friends.

Every thing has a time and a season. Some things are meant to last, and some things just don’t. It’s a simple, but sometimes difficult, fact of life we must accept. Yet at one point in time, you were really important to me. You were someone I looked forward to talking, sharing interests, and having conversations with. Time and circumstances changed the amount we are now involved in each others lives, and it’s probably for the best, right?

Sometimes I just wonder what would have happened if we had stayed friends instead.

Rather than following the infatuation that comes along with crushes and thoughts of what your mouth tasted like, if we had just focused more on who each other was.

We had some of that, I think. In the back of my mind I still recall memories of things you told me about yourself, and they are brought to mind every now and again. I hear certain songs from artists you recommended I listen to, and I just want to talk to somebody about how incredible they are. I want to message you and skip the small talk, the “how’ve you been?” and “how’s it going?” and just jump straight into the deep moments currently taking place. I wish we still had that bond, because you were so fascinating to me. I didn’t love you; honestly I never had the opportunity. I don’t really look back at you as an honest heartbreak-maybe more like a bruise. It can sting when I think about how things ended so vaguely and open ended. The kind of ending that means reaching out and trying to build a friendship shouldn’t be awkward or insane.

Yet I can’t seem to manage to catch up with you the way I want to. Sometimes I’m brave. Sometimes I’m able to have a short conversation with you. Yet all the anxiety, all of the thoughts of “Does he honestly want to have a conversation? Or is he just being nice?” and the worries about what you must think, of this girl from the past trying to talk to you like I just saw you yesterday. When honestly, I can’t even recall the last time I laid eyes on you.

I feel like reaching out to you again would give off the wrong idea though. I’m not wanting to fall back into your arms again. I’m not wanting to find your mouth at 2 a.m again.

We had our time, and it was great. It’s something I remember. I just don’t want that aspect of us anymore.

I simply wonder what would have happened if the connection we built had been based more on being open and having intentional conversations instead of flirtations that fizzled out and promises that didn’t come through. I wonder if we would be friends even now, in each others corner and part of each other’s lives, rather than a memory documented in an old photo album or words in a worn out journal, closed and stored away only to be flipped through occasionally.

Part of me wants to type out that message, be the one to reach out, be the one who isn’t afraid of what it looks like or how it appears. To be bold and brave. Yet I won’t in the end. I’ll just keep up with you by word of mouth of our friends and see your life through highlights on timelines.

Because we had our time. We didn’t choose that path, so despite the fact that maybe in some other alternate universe we could’ve had a friendship that defied the odds, we live in this universe. We live here, and we live with the results.

So we live without each other, and we will be okay.

Correlation does not imply causation.

Since the start of the campaign period, I never made an election related post. I keep my bets to myself. It is not that I am ashamed of my choices but it's just that I believe that we just need to respect each others' decision. Afterall, we are in a democratic country. I have seen friends quarrel over social media and I feel bad for them. I know, just like me, they are just passionate for our country. Who wouldn't be? Whenever I travel abroad, I feel bad for our own country. Thoughts like "Buti pa sa ibang bansa..." "Ang ganda dito, bakit sa Pinas.." etc. haunted me. I am somewhat ashamed that I am a Filipino. There came a point that I asked Marion that we migrate to Canada or Australia..wherever. I told him I don't want our children to grow up in this country.

But at the end of the day, I still love being here. I still love being a Filipino.

Yesterday, we elected our leaders. In few moments time, we will now have a new set of new leaders. I am hopeful. As the saying goes, "Habang may buhay may pagasa, right?" I've been wanting change for a long time -- Being a commuter, I have experienced first hand on how bad worst our public transport is. Owning a car and driving along C3, I have seen a lot of fellow Filipinos living in slum areas. It breaks my heart. 

I do hope that we can all be the change that we wanted to see in this world. 

I'll be praying for our country. I'll be praying for our next leaders. Mabuhay ang Pilipinas.

Read this somewhere: A country like ours is no easy country to handle.
May God bless the Philippines. :) I won't lose hope in this country. :)

On the sidenote, the 2016 Elections brought out the best and beast of us.