February 17th, 2008
me: past and present
yes, i did -- lots of times last week and today. i'm loving me -- my whole self -- as a single, trying hard independent woman and as a growing career-oriented individual (or maybe).
why wouldn't i love being me these days when i just realized that i can be myself alone? the feeling is extraordinary. i love it when i wake up in the morning and the wake up calls and messages would come from my Mom, Tita or my ever makulit na sis. i more so love it when i watch TV and move around the little sala freely while cooking my favorite merienda, pancit canton, and would eat alone in peace. haha. i love it when i'm running out of stuff and would run to the supermarket to grab my fill alone. and god... i love going home from work without waiting for anyone to pick me up and take me home.
i love this kind of freedom and the spices of life it gives me. it gives me the opportunity to decide, slowly but surely, about gigantic things that affect me universally. it makes me realize that, afterall, i'm a strong person. it makes me think that behind that willfull persona i have (masking the weak side of me) is a personality that i can rely on come hell or high waters.
why am i saying all these just now when actually i've been single for two years exactly today? oh, well... it's never been easy going through life when i've been steady for a 4-year long relationship straight.
it was my first relationship and i was hoping it's going to last forever -- because i thought that there was nothing wrong and everything was going easy and under control. well, things aren't exactly what they seemed to be. here was a relationship where i've learned to gain confidence and fight life with. here was someone who tought me to not eat alone because he was coming to join me. here was a person who said that i wasn't suppose to go to the mall alone as he was dropping by to pick me up and run about the counters with all those things i need. here was him who made me smile under the rain and made me feel fresh under the sun. here was a guy who made me feel everything was ok no matter how i looked, no matter how i dressed. here was my bestfriend who tought me to gain access to my real world and discover what i can do from what i can't. here was paul with me, not just as a significant other but was a confidante and most of all, a bestfriend. one that i'll never give up friendship and communication with.
we don't have much in common. he is an A-List intellectual; i'm just an average birdbrain. his family is an elite and is politically-inclined, mine is just a farming prop. he was a prominent student leader and as a corporate individual right now, he's one significant person behind all those coolers and cold rooms at Rustan's Supermarket, SM Hypermarket, Shopwise, Makro, Gateway, etc. He is a technical manager who managed to design some of the electrical setup of the North Luzon Expressway. and me? a trying hard associate who climbs up the ladder so dumbly to earn an honest buck. he is someone a girlfriend can always be proud of given all his negative and positive make up. me? i guess, by simply remembering his mother's single wink last time, was a little lady brat who didn't know anything about life.
(to be continued)