A henna, that is.

Just got home from the block screening of New Moon. I brought my friend, my brother & my cousin with me. Fun!

So...the movie was so good! Can't help to scream & feel giddy the moment Jacob took his shirt off. Wow. Just wow. Geezus! I'm lusting over a 17 y/o kid! Sorry, I really can't help it :D And Edward? Well, he's as drooling as ever. However, New Moon is where Jacob evolved into some hot hunk shape-shifter so I think that's why Taylor is hotter than Rpattz now :D

I don't wanna write any spoilers about the movie or make a review about it (I suck at making reviews) like what I did last year with Twilight so the only thing that I can say to the stranger who's reading this one: GO SEE THE MOVIE NOW!

P.S.

The Felix-Edward fight was awesome! And Dakota..gawd, she's a stunner

P.P.S.

I will be watching it again with my IR Ladies later this afternoon. Haha!

To-Do:

Intro to Asian American Studies Midterm Paper

Email AsAm Discussion Questions

International Sociology Summary Paper

WATCH NEW MOON

The papers were absolutely KILLER. At the last minute, I realized I read a book I didn't have to read. Yeah. I spent 3+ hours skimming a 300-page book for quotes to use in my AsAm Studies midterm paper. I wanted to cryyy after I realized that.

Whatever. I finished eeeeverything and then Alex came down to Irvine and we went to see New Moon. OH. MYY.

It.was.so.good.

But now, it's 4:16 AM, my head aches, I NEED sleep, and I have to wake up in about 5 hours to get ready to go to class.

I cannot wait to catch up on sleep this weekend.

She sits down and offers me tea with a smile.

It's an old smile, one I used to know so well. A smile that shares an old joke between friends and welcomes me back after a long time apart.

Much has changed. I still see the vitality that I adored buried in her now careful movements. Her eyes are as mischievous and wise as ever.

We share a laugh, a good long laugh. And as always we lock on to each other's eyes, guffawing fully but loving the sight of the other in jovial throes.

Her laugh hasn't changed. I've missed her.

Life did not turn out how she planned it. Oh, her careful planning... I remember when those plans were peeled apart, layer by layer. She strove on, despite it all.

I see her scars. The one that won't let her look into my eyes for long. The ones that make her fidget as if wanting to burst to say something.

And one that I gave her, marring all that is between us.

She has done well. The struggles of the past years left their toll but she is with someone who makes her happy. Not the one she thought she would be with, but as she says, he makes her happy.

The tea is pleasant, and we talk about everything and nothing. Treading old jokes, old stories like runners on a worn path; knowing the inclines and the swerves and enjoying every rushed step of it.

I don't remember who started crying first.

But we're in each other's arms, tears flowing in between. What we were and what we weren't. What was and what could be. What is and what shouldn't.

I kissed her first. Awkwardly, on the forehead. Then again slowly. Then her temples. She smells the same, always surprisingly delightful, as I breathed her in.

I should have pulled away then, but instead I let her tears puddle on my shoulder, holding her as she wanted to be held.

As it was meant to be. Perhaps.

She kissed me as one who had made up her mind long ago. And I didn't stop her.

I did not come here for this. If it wasn't for a chance meeting at the station I wouldn't have even known she lived in this city, this country.

We were never... this.

And yet here we are, an hour afterwards, meshed as if the other was the source of life.

But the door rattles and joyful voices murmur just beyond, calling to her. Life is severed.

In a few moments I meet her husband and child and join them for dinner. Her eyes betray nothing throughout the meal. Her voice tells all, as it always did. He hasn't known her as long as I have.

She stops me before I leave. Another kiss. She would leave, right now, with me. She would stay and forget me. She wants to dance and weep.

She wants a choice after so many of them had been taken from her.

I kiss her goodbye. On the nose. I always wanted to do that.

to embark to my ultimate destination -- that is, to a family I can call my own...

A decision has been made, a decision that will change my life forever -- for the better, and even for the best. I know we both are entrusting our lives to each other's hand under the guidance of the Father. So this is what they call destiny. I remember writing a post about a love map (you may read about that here). Now I can say that I do have a lovemap! And that the once faceless man has been revealed to me.

I am ready.

Yes, I know I am. I am ready to put everything else aside just to make sure I don't lose my last chance to happiness. I just found what I have been looking for all my life and there's no way I'm gonna throw away the blessings that I received from Him. I will not let Him down too. As the playing song goes... I'll be true to the promise I have made... to my Mahal and to the One who gave him to me...

I love him so.

And I vow to show him everyday just how much I truly love him. Words will never be enough to express my overwhelming affection and passion for him. I may only have my love to give but I will make sure this love will go places, will solve mazes, never fazes...

We are ready.

Together, we will build our hopes and dreams and our foundation would be our love and trust so strong, under the guidance of our Creator. Together we'll be there for each other, for the family that we both long for, for the happy and contented life that we both deserve...

May God bless our love.

It's 5:20 AM.

I'm gonna go get some sleep before my 10:30 AM class.

-_-

Habang nakapila ako sa pila ng tricycle pauwi, naisip ko na lang bigla na gumawa ng inventory ng mga naging lalaki sa buhay ko mula nung puppy love stage hanggang sa kasalukuyan. Alam kong hindi 'to masaya basahin dahil puro kalandian lang 'to.

Note: Hindi pala included ang crushes dahil mahirap tandaan yung mga forgettable.

1. Edmar T.
Status: Ewan
Technically, eto yung first boyfriend ko. Kaso, bata pa ko nito, grade 6. Eto yung mga panahon na hindi ko alam kung bakit ko nagugustuhan ang isang lalaki. Hindi ko talaga kinoconsider na ex-boylalu ang palakang ito kasi wala naman talagang thing.

2. Aldrich P.
Status: Boyfriend
Pero under pa rin ng puppy love. Eengot-engot pa ako ng mga panahong ito, eh. Eto yung stage kung kelan ako natutong maging emo-kunware. Grade 6 din ako nito. Nag-break din kami pagkatapos ng ilang weeks at naalala ko umiyak pa ako nun in public. Grabe.

3. Giorgio M.
Status: Ewan
Di ko talaga alam. Malandi pa sakin 'tong unggoy na 'to eh. Naalala ko nung ipagpalit niya ako kay Jeniffer.

4. Mark U.
Status: Boyfriend
Eto yung nakakatawa kong ex-boylalu na sobrang posero grabe grabe grabe. Posero talaga! Favorite niya ang Good Charlotte at Slip Knot noon. Mali-mali pa lyrics niya kapag kinakanta niya yung mga songs. Nagde-date kami sa RFC, yung sosyaling mall dito sa Las Piñas na minsan nang ni-raid dahil mejo DVD-haven siya. Makapal mag-pulbo etong si Mark. Sobrang pangit naman. Di ko nga ulit maintindihan kung bakit ko to naging boylalu. 1st year high school na ako nito. Nakipag-break ako sa kanya sa computer shop, binagsak ko lang yung break-up letter ko sa computer desk niya at may walk out drama pa. Nakakatuwang alalahanin.

5. Arjan B.
Status: First real boyfriend
Si Arjan talaga ang first real boylalu ko. Malapit na din kami mag-two years nung naghiwalay kami. 10 pa ang anniversary date namin. Sobrang illegal talaga ang kalandian ko noon kaya ako ang nagpupunta sa bahay niya sa Valley 2, Parañaque. Sta. Rosa pa ang street ng bahay nila. 5 years ang tanda niya sa akin. Yung kapatid niyang ka-edaran ko, sobrang gwapo. Anyway, masaya naman kami noon. Na-meet ko family niya, yung mga kapatid niyang mga bata, pati mga katulong na rin. Sa kanya ko natutunan yung Piattos na inuulam sa kanin na hanggang ngayon ginagawa ko pa rin. Tabachoy kasi 'tong si Arjan. Lakas kumain tsaka may mga deadly vices. 2nd year high school ako nito. Saksakan talaga ako ng kalandian.

6. HSH
Status: Ka-flirt
Eto yung lalakeng di naman nagseseryoso kapag hindi hot yung babae. Pero willing naman makipag-make-out and everything. Ang rude sa text pero parang bata makipag-usap in person. Sobrang galing niya mag-O2jam, bilis ng daliri. Tangkad pa at singkit, mga tipo kong lalaki. Pero ayun, as usual.

7. Marco G.
Status: 2nd real boylalu
Eto yung so far pinaka-real. At pinaka-masakit.

8. Joshua A.
Status: Ka-flirt
Eto yung latest kong boylalu na ayaw naman akong sagutin kaya sinukuan ko na. Ang hot ng katawan, ka-R.O. ko to noon eh. Crush ko na siya nung may R.O. pa kami hanggang sa nakakasabay ko sa FX at kung saan-saan pa. Bata pa to si Josh, kelangang ma-enlighten ng sobra-sobra.

Konti yang 8. May mga naging ultimate crushes pa kasi ako tulad ni Paulo N. May mga lalaking di ko na talaga sinama dahil nga sabi ko, walang thing.

Nakakatawa.

Waiting and waiting
Truly anticipating...

However, how long
Until it is wrong

To stay still and wait
Forever, at this rate

What if I were to end
This on going pend

Cause now I can see
You're so crystal clear

How long will this last
This extended past

To walk away or stay
Maybe just one more day...