DAYEdalera
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Chapter: EVER AFTER
Daye: I said “Yes”.
Mr. Simpatiko: “Yes to what?”
I smiled.
Daye: “Be loved.”
Mr. Simpatiko still can’t get the idea that I have to further explain.
Daye: "YES. I WANT TO BE LOVED. I am agreeing with your proposal, IT IS NOW “US” AND YOU WILL COURT ME FOREVER."
Mr. Simpatiko: "Are you sure?"
Daye: "Yes I am. I am giving myself the opportunity to “be loved” as well as I have loved. I am giving “US” the chance to grow."
He looked at me seeking my sincerity. I nodded.
Thereafter, he looked at his watch and said – “Its six quarter pm of October 30, 2000, now I am your boyfriend and beginning this hour I can bring you home to your apartment.”
I smiled and called Doris, Rollie and Mr. Council to introduce Mr. Simpatiko – “Meet my first boyfriend, Gil B. Ocampo.”
And from that moment… Hopefully…. WE will LOVE…. Happily ever after.
Mr. Simpatiko: “Yes to what?”
I smiled.
Daye: “Be loved.”
Mr. Simpatiko still can’t get the idea that I have to further explain.
Daye: "YES. I WANT TO BE LOVED. I am agreeing with your proposal, IT IS NOW “US” AND YOU WILL COURT ME FOREVER."
Mr. Simpatiko: "Are you sure?"
Daye: "Yes I am. I am giving myself the opportunity to “be loved” as well as I have loved. I am giving “US” the chance to grow."
He looked at me seeking my sincerity. I nodded.
Thereafter, he looked at his watch and said – “Its six quarter pm of October 30, 2000, now I am your boyfriend and beginning this hour I can bring you home to your apartment.”
I smiled and called Doris, Rollie and Mr. Council to introduce Mr. Simpatiko – “Meet my first boyfriend, Gil B. Ocampo.”
And from that moment… Hopefully…. WE will LOVE…. Happily ever after.
Labels: courtship, ever after, love, love story
Friday, December 05, 2008
Chapter 15: Be Loved.
After some pleasantries, I excused myself, I have to leave because my highschool friends were already texting where am I as they cannot arrange the apartment without my ‘not so artistic interior designing’.
He begged me to stay a little more and promised to bring me in V. Cruz. Ooppsss, that’s not quite a good idea I thought, as all my ‘housemates’ know that I am involved and exclusively dating Mr. Council and bringing a new guy in the apartment will surely solicit rumors and never-ending ridicule of my NBSB (No BF Since Birth) status. Hmmm.
I agreed to stay until 5pm provided he will not insist going to my apartment stating My Rule: No other guys can visit ME at home, except my friends and boyfriend!
He agreed. He handed me something – it was a St. Francis of Assisi Novena. I looked at him demanding an explanation. He said – “He recently interceded for me and my wish was granted, I promised to pass on the prayer. I chose you.”
I said thank you and kept the prayer in my wallet.
Doris and Rollie came along. Doris pulled me to accompany her at Kuya Jan’s boarding house. She is planning to move in there and wants to check the girl’s room and so I agreed.
I didn’t know that Mr. Council and Rollie live in the same boarding house with Kuya Jan and Eric. So when, Mr. Council heard we’re going, he joined us. Mr. Simpatiko, left with no option, of course joined us.
I and Mr. Simpatiko walked through Teresa St. behind us was Rollie, Mr. Council and Doris. We met Kuya Jan and Eric along Zamora Bridge Road (which after 8 years, is still known as Bagong-Tulay), and proceeded to the boarding house.
Mr. Simpatiko never repeated his proposal, but he was fascinatingly telling me old jokes and I am amusingly buying those. We walked for about, 15-25 minutes, which I have to mention that I enjoyed every minute to the seconds I am with him. (And more to my delight Mr. Council was obviously jealous).
After seeing the place, Doris decided to move in. It was already 5:30pm when we left the boarding house. This time, I and Mr. Simpatiko was behind Rollie, Doris and Mr. Council.
Mr. Simpatiko was telling me something but I was distracted by a sticker sign stating – “BE LOVED.”
Suddenly, without thinking, I commented “Yes.”
Mr. Simpatiko thought I was saying something and asked me – “What did you just said?
to be continued...
He begged me to stay a little more and promised to bring me in V. Cruz. Ooppsss, that’s not quite a good idea I thought, as all my ‘housemates’ know that I am involved and exclusively dating Mr. Council and bringing a new guy in the apartment will surely solicit rumors and never-ending ridicule of my NBSB (No BF Since Birth) status. Hmmm.
I agreed to stay until 5pm provided he will not insist going to my apartment stating My Rule: No other guys can visit ME at home, except my friends and boyfriend!
He agreed. He handed me something – it was a St. Francis of Assisi Novena. I looked at him demanding an explanation. He said – “He recently interceded for me and my wish was granted, I promised to pass on the prayer. I chose you.”
I said thank you and kept the prayer in my wallet.
Doris and Rollie came along. Doris pulled me to accompany her at Kuya Jan’s boarding house. She is planning to move in there and wants to check the girl’s room and so I agreed.
I didn’t know that Mr. Council and Rollie live in the same boarding house with Kuya Jan and Eric. So when, Mr. Council heard we’re going, he joined us. Mr. Simpatiko, left with no option, of course joined us.
I and Mr. Simpatiko walked through Teresa St. behind us was Rollie, Mr. Council and Doris. We met Kuya Jan and Eric along Zamora Bridge Road (which after 8 years, is still known as Bagong-Tulay), and proceeded to the boarding house.
Mr. Simpatiko never repeated his proposal, but he was fascinatingly telling me old jokes and I am amusingly buying those. We walked for about, 15-25 minutes, which I have to mention that I enjoyed every minute to the seconds I am with him. (And more to my delight Mr. Council was obviously jealous).
After seeing the place, Doris decided to move in. It was already 5:30pm when we left the boarding house. This time, I and Mr. Simpatiko was behind Rollie, Doris and Mr. Council.
Mr. Simpatiko was telling me something but I was distracted by a sticker sign stating – “BE LOVED.”
Suddenly, without thinking, I commented “Yes.”
Mr. Simpatiko thought I was saying something and asked me – “What did you just said?
to be continued...
Labels: courtship, love, love story, signs
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Chapter 14: Just Happened
The weekend passed without any thought in my mind but the series of events concerning Mr. Simpatiko, I was then watching a teenage-oriented show and at the same time wondering why ‘having a relationship’ was an issue if you are in college. I remember my favorite high-school teacher advising me to go get a boyfriend before I study law, as she said being a lawyer would make me beyond reach of cool guys and I will forever be involved with guys who are either has a girlfriend, married or could be a DOM, worst a single man who is not good looking.
I smiled and re-counted my standards and did my regular mind-tabulation:
1. Must be a Doctor, an Architect or and Engineer; (No, he is not qualified!)
2. Older by not more than four years my age; (Sakto!)
3. Surnames A-L, such as Ayala, Cojuangco, Gokongwei, and the likes… (3 notches short)
4. Good-looking is an ADVANTAGE. (Over-qualified!)
5. Can make me smile from start ‘til end of the day… (Definitely…)
I castigated myself, Mr. Simpatiko was not even courting me. He just proposed to be my boyfriend and the courtship will just follow if ever he’ll be.
It was Manic Monday, and it is expected that regular classes will start, all my professors was present so I had no chance to see Mr. Council at the office. Maybe its better, I can get away with his cold treatment after he learned that I am being linked with Mr. Simpatiko.
During lunch, Doris told me the ‘news’, she had committed herself to ‘Mr. Strepsils’ – That was fast. Really fast. I saw stars in her eyes and the sweetest smile she had since I met her. She talked about ‘it’ in manner a fairy tale storyteller could tell. I am happy for her.
In the afternoon, about 2:30, I am at the Extension Office trying to be so cool about the ‘icy treatment’ from Mr. Council when I received a call from Kuya Jan.
Kuya Jan: Daye, still in PUP?
Daye: Yes but I am suppose to leave at 3pm, we are moving in to a new apartment in V.Cruz.
Kuya Jan: Mr. Simpatiko told me, please wait for him.
Daye: I can’t.
I didn’t know that Kuya Jan was in his cellphone talking to me while at the same time talking to Mr. Simpatiko in the landline. Kuya Jan literally was the ‘bridge’, appropriately in current terms the ‘hub’.
Kuya Jan: (to Mr. Simpatiko) She can’t wait. She’s leaving by 3pm. (to Daye) Can’t you wait until 3:30?
Daye: I need to help my friends to move out and clean the new apartment. I promised to be there by 3PM.
Kuya Jan: Make it 3:30. He’ll be there.
Daye: Where is he coming from?
Kuya Jan: Tondo, Manila.
Daye: What??????!!!!!
Kuya Jan: For me, please, 3:30PM?
Daye: Ok ‘til 3:30.
About 3:30, no signs that Mr. Simpatiko is coming. I extended the time to 3:35, then, to 3:40. Further to 3:45 and exactly at the time I am preparing to leave, Mr. Simpatiko came.
to be continued...
I smiled and re-counted my standards and did my regular mind-tabulation:
1. Must be a Doctor, an Architect or and Engineer; (No, he is not qualified!)
2. Older by not more than four years my age; (Sakto!)
3. Surnames A-L, such as Ayala, Cojuangco, Gokongwei, and the likes… (3 notches short)
4. Good-looking is an ADVANTAGE. (Over-qualified!)
5. Can make me smile from start ‘til end of the day… (Definitely…)
I castigated myself, Mr. Simpatiko was not even courting me. He just proposed to be my boyfriend and the courtship will just follow if ever he’ll be.
It was Manic Monday, and it is expected that regular classes will start, all my professors was present so I had no chance to see Mr. Council at the office. Maybe its better, I can get away with his cold treatment after he learned that I am being linked with Mr. Simpatiko.
During lunch, Doris told me the ‘news’, she had committed herself to ‘Mr. Strepsils’ – That was fast. Really fast. I saw stars in her eyes and the sweetest smile she had since I met her. She talked about ‘it’ in manner a fairy tale storyteller could tell. I am happy for her.
In the afternoon, about 2:30, I am at the Extension Office trying to be so cool about the ‘icy treatment’ from Mr. Council when I received a call from Kuya Jan.
Kuya Jan: Daye, still in PUP?
Daye: Yes but I am suppose to leave at 3pm, we are moving in to a new apartment in V.Cruz.
Kuya Jan: Mr. Simpatiko told me, please wait for him.
Daye: I can’t.
I didn’t know that Kuya Jan was in his cellphone talking to me while at the same time talking to Mr. Simpatiko in the landline. Kuya Jan literally was the ‘bridge’, appropriately in current terms the ‘hub’.
Kuya Jan: (to Mr. Simpatiko) She can’t wait. She’s leaving by 3pm. (to Daye) Can’t you wait until 3:30?
Daye: I need to help my friends to move out and clean the new apartment. I promised to be there by 3PM.
Kuya Jan: Make it 3:30. He’ll be there.
Daye: Where is he coming from?
Kuya Jan: Tondo, Manila.
Daye: What??????!!!!!
Kuya Jan: For me, please, 3:30PM?
Daye: Ok ‘til 3:30.
About 3:30, no signs that Mr. Simpatiko is coming. I extended the time to 3:35, then, to 3:40. Further to 3:45 and exactly at the time I am preparing to leave, Mr. Simpatiko came.
to be continued...
Labels: courtship, love, love story, signs
Friday, November 28, 2008
Chapter 13: Magic
After I finished the PSS Week Project Proposal, Doris and I went to her dormitory to get some things. She’ll be sleeping-over in my apartment as I am alone, my boardmates are still enjoying the semestral break.
I received a text from Kuya Jan’s number – “I love you. –Mr. Simpatiko”
I showed it to Doris and we are both convinced it was not Mr. Simpatiko who texted me, it was his loyal ever supportive bestfriend, Kuya Jan.
Another text followed – “Still here at LPHQ, I will wait for you. – Mr. Simpatiko”
I didn’t bother to send a reply, I just thought – “We’ll see.”
I knocked at the door of the LPHQ, Kuya Jan opened the door. I lost hope; I know Mr. Simpatiko was not there after all, he already told me he’s going home early.
Kuya Jan pointed to my stuff properly arranged at Kuya Ronnie’s desk. I started to lift my baggage when Kuya Jan said – “Aren’t you going to help her, Mr. Simpatiko?” and immediately he was at my back.
He reached the baggage and helped me and Doris to pull it out from the storage. I said my ‘thank you’ and bade goodbye to Kuya Jan.
Again, Kuya Jan remarked “Mr. Simpatiko, aren’t you going to bring them down to get a ride?”
Mr. Simpatiko sought my approval and I nod. He brought all our baggage and helped us find a ‘tricycle’ bound to Altura.
Several days passed, Mr. Simpatiko was everywhere, in PUP, in LPHQ, in my cellphone, in my mind, in my dreams….
In my heart? I still don’t know. I almost asked my heart to squeeze out Mr. Council to open-up a space for Mr. Simpatiko. In fact, that Thursday was the last day of my 9-weeks St. Jude novena, on which I fervently prayed that if Mr. Council is not meant for me, may I let go easily of this feelings.
Numerous nights after Mr. Simpatiko made his proposal, I am restless and for the nth time, I can’t sleep. I want to find an answer to the question: “HOW LONG WILL THIS “MAGIC” LAST?”
to be continued...
I received a text from Kuya Jan’s number – “I love you. –Mr. Simpatiko”
I showed it to Doris and we are both convinced it was not Mr. Simpatiko who texted me, it was his loyal ever supportive bestfriend, Kuya Jan.
Another text followed – “Still here at LPHQ, I will wait for you. – Mr. Simpatiko”
I didn’t bother to send a reply, I just thought – “We’ll see.”
I knocked at the door of the LPHQ, Kuya Jan opened the door. I lost hope; I know Mr. Simpatiko was not there after all, he already told me he’s going home early.
Kuya Jan pointed to my stuff properly arranged at Kuya Ronnie’s desk. I started to lift my baggage when Kuya Jan said – “Aren’t you going to help her, Mr. Simpatiko?” and immediately he was at my back.
He reached the baggage and helped me and Doris to pull it out from the storage. I said my ‘thank you’ and bade goodbye to Kuya Jan.
Again, Kuya Jan remarked “Mr. Simpatiko, aren’t you going to bring them down to get a ride?”
Mr. Simpatiko sought my approval and I nod. He brought all our baggage and helped us find a ‘tricycle’ bound to Altura.
Several days passed, Mr. Simpatiko was everywhere, in PUP, in LPHQ, in my cellphone, in my mind, in my dreams….
In my heart? I still don’t know. I almost asked my heart to squeeze out Mr. Council to open-up a space for Mr. Simpatiko. In fact, that Thursday was the last day of my 9-weeks St. Jude novena, on which I fervently prayed that if Mr. Council is not meant for me, may I let go easily of this feelings.
Numerous nights after Mr. Simpatiko made his proposal, I am restless and for the nth time, I can’t sleep. I want to find an answer to the question: “HOW LONG WILL THIS “MAGIC” LAST?”
to be continued...
Labels: courtship, love, love story, magic, signs
Friday, November 30, 2007
the promise
She asked her: "How long are you planning to annoy (court) me?"
He replied: "If you allow me to court (annoy) you forever, I will."
That was seven years ago.
If promises were meant to be broken, his case is the exception. He never failed doing annoying acts (which in time she find as sweet gestures).
From writing songs (which she find incoherently arranged), to being her personal driver who fetch her at 7am to bring her to the office, fetch her again at 5pm so that she may catch law classes at 6pm and waited 3-4 hours to bring her home again at 9pm with a complimentary dinner. He picked little red flowers in a park where flower pickers are being apprehended for the sake of giving her flowers that would match her dress. He is the President of her fans club. When she asked him: "Why are you doing all this?". He replied: "I am very selfish. It makes me happy."
He made friends with the people she love. He courted not only her but also the people around her. He find time to treat her friends a cup of ice cream, a fast food meal, or anything that would gain their friendship as well. He studied her family's profile and made sure that everytime he travels he can buy something for them. She told him: "You don't have to befriend them." He replied: "I envy you because you have them. Can you please share them to me?"
Lately, the promise he made was reaffirmed. For three consecutive months, she is receiving a bouquet of flowers, all from Designer Blooms (which she think as very extravagant and a waste of money) and again with complimentary gifts (a teddy bear, a box of chocolates, an ice cream cake). She asked him: "We're no longer in highschool, you don't have to send me flowers. Flowers are for puppy lovers." He replied: "If you are happy receiving flowers, I will do that forever."
***************
She's happy. :)
He replied: "If you allow me to court (annoy) you forever, I will."
That was seven years ago.
If promises were meant to be broken, his case is the exception. He never failed doing annoying acts (which in time she find as sweet gestures).
From writing songs (which she find incoherently arranged), to being her personal driver who fetch her at 7am to bring her to the office, fetch her again at 5pm so that she may catch law classes at 6pm and waited 3-4 hours to bring her home again at 9pm with a complimentary dinner. He picked little red flowers in a park where flower pickers are being apprehended for the sake of giving her flowers that would match her dress. He is the President of her fans club. When she asked him: "Why are you doing all this?". He replied: "I am very selfish. It makes me happy."
He made friends with the people she love. He courted not only her but also the people around her. He find time to treat her friends a cup of ice cream, a fast food meal, or anything that would gain their friendship as well. He studied her family's profile and made sure that everytime he travels he can buy something for them. She told him: "You don't have to befriend them." He replied: "I envy you because you have them. Can you please share them to me?"
Lately, the promise he made was reaffirmed. For three consecutive months, she is receiving a bouquet of flowers, all from Designer Blooms (which she think as very extravagant and a waste of money) and again with complimentary gifts (a teddy bear, a box of chocolates, an ice cream cake). She asked him: "We're no longer in highschool, you don't have to send me flowers. Flowers are for puppy lovers." He replied: "If you are happy receiving flowers, I will do that forever."
***************
She's happy. :)
Labels: courtship, promises, relationship
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