Our Story: Bride Edition
Instead of doing a detailed "story of US" on this page, we have decided to copy our blog entries throughout the years, from there you will have a clue on how our fairytale started. :)
This is how it all started...
Posted on my multiply account Feb 26, 2007
sandman_6665 : goodafternoon:D
angela_6701 : hi.. good afternoon po.. hehehe!
sandman_6665 : mukhang inaantokk p din sa picture mo ah
sandman_6665 : hehe
angela_6701: haha.. oo nga eh...
angela_6701 : kagigising ko lang.. aga ko kc nagduty knina..
sandman_6665 : ahh ic
sandman_6665 : oo nga nakita ko nga online k din kanina
angela_6701 : hehehe...
it all started here.. one simple good afternoon from a complete stranger... someone i have never spoken to before.. just "somebody" over the net.. just.. HIM.
sandman_6665: hello dc queen
angela_6701: hehehe
angela_6701: pinaninindigan ng pc at connection ko eh. ayaw ipaagaw ung trono..
sandman_6665: hehe
sandman_6665: ano po isp mo?
angela_6701: hehehe.. hmm.. ano nga ba.. kung magtatago ba ko o hindi.. dmi ko inaanak eh
sandman_6665: hehehe
angela_6701: ay.. asl mo po?
sandman_6665: kuyan ako
angela_6701: hehehe.. baka maya po kita tpos di pala dapat..
angela_6701: ahahaha..
angela_6701: ok pala.. po lng ng po
sandman_6665: hehe
sandman_6665: d ko macompute eh
angela_6701: awiwiwiweeee
sandman_6665: hanap lng kao calcu
angela_6701: hahaha
sandman_6665: sira calcu ng pc ko eh
angela_6701: aw..hahaha..
sandman_6665: papahanap muna ko dito ha, hirap kc magcompute
angela_6701: hehehe...
we've become online buddies since then, frequent talks and kulitans made the friendship blossom into what we call, "deeper friendship." just a few days after we first "met", we shared our deepest, darkest secrets to each other and eventually turned to each other when we need someone to confide to.
i guess the friendship came at the most perfect timing. it was the time when i was loaded with so many problems and was at the brink of suicide, really. emo suicide or physical suicide, i don't really know. it's just that i've become so engrossed with problems that i suddenly felt tired of fighting. i guess that happens when problems pop up all at the same time, giving you no room for thinking.
then he came, gave me useful advices and offered me his ears for my whining and complaints.
until it happened.. that wee hours of january 5, when i was using a different YM id..
alyana_tupaz : ano nga un..
sandman_6665 : sabi ko po
sandman_6665 : lingonk na ulit
sandman_6665 : serious na
sandman_6665 : d nk ongingiti
alyana_tupaz : ano un
sandman_6665 : sabi ko po
sandman_6665 : ...
sandman_6665 : narinig mo ba?
alyana_tupaz : waaaaa
alyana_tupaz : kulet
sandman_6665 : ah wala nga pala mic
sandman_6665 : kala ko meron
sandman_6665 : :-P
alyana_tupaz : ngeks
sandman_6665 (12:46:29 AM): I LOVE YOU PO
sandman_6665 : WAAAA NASEND
sandman_6665 : :">
alyana_tupaz : wengk
alyana_tupaz : tama nga basa ko
alyana_tupaz : wakokok
alyana_tupaz : kala ko magbabgo pag kusot ko eyes ko
sandman_6665 : i love you po sandman
sandman_6665 : hehe
alyana_tupaz : wah?
sandman_6665 : I LOVE YOU ELAY ELAY
sandman_6665 : WA MAGALIT HA?
sandman_6665 : WAK**
alyana_tupaz : wa
alyana_tupaz : seryoso ka?
alyana_tupaz : joke time?
i must admit, i was caught off-guard. i was in trouble with my boyfriend that time. i was in complete mess, and then he was there, telling me he loves me.. suddenly,everything became blurrier than it has ever been. i was there, like a little girl lost in a mall full of people..desperately seeking for help.. desperately wanting to be found.
it wasn't an easy ride. i just broke up with my boyfriend, and he wasn't a good sport at it. it was the messiest part of the story, i guess.
bob and i were still friends that time. he's helping me cope up with the stress the break up has given me, and he was so patient with everything. the game got messier and nastier, yet he never gave up, never left me.. even if it meant getting himself involved with it.
deep inside me, i know i was feeling something way deeper than friendship. there was something else i feel for bob, something i knew was special, yet i kept telling myself to deny and avoid it. falling in love again seems like the weirdest thing to do, emo suicide as i call it. falling in love again after a serious heartbreak and trauma isn't something of the ordinary. i mean, i've seen myself fall, i've heard the loud thug. and falling again is something i'm scared of. i don't wanna hear the same loud thug again. no more falls this time, please, i kept telling myself. no more broken bones, or hearts, or anything. no more broken ELAY please.
and while i was having the greatest confusion of my life, the mess became dirtier and more obscene. it came to the point when i almost gave up. i mean, i reached the point where i can't see a way out. there's no possible exit's... only entrances, to other problems etc.
yet bob was there to lift me up and remind me that there's life beyond all these nasty experiences... that it would all end soon, and he would be there until the end of it. true enough, he never left. he stayed.. and i, i was getting better with his help. he made me stronger in ways he'll never know... he made me smile again, a real smile after all the tears and frowns. i owe my first genuine laugh to him.
then.. my feelings for him grew deeper and deeper everyday, until i could not force myself to deny it anymore. it was there, the presence is simply undeniable anymore. it's making its way through, and i am helpless. love is powerful and it got me on its hands.
it was on that night of feb 2 when i finally told him how much i love him. after all the waiting and denying.. we finally confessed to each other in person, how much we love each other. it was full moon then. my obsession. i told him i love him under the full moon... he hugged me and kissed me right then. and i was simply stunned and awed. i could not ask for more.
what he doesnt know, though, is that i promised the moon that i would love him until the moon turns triangle, and i would continue liking him for all that he is, for the rest of my life. the moon holds witness to what was said and done, that night of feb 2..
That day, his eyes were shining - he looked wonderful.
posted on my multiply account Aug. 31, 2007
When I first knew I that my flight was on the 27th of August, my initial plan was to tell Bob that I’m rescheduled sometime in September, so that I could make up a little surprise for him.
So I did. I told him I’m scheduled to go home on Sept. 6, and he took it well naman, I told him that we have to do that little sacrifice for my family since that’s the least we could do for them. (At the back of my mind, if this was real, I’d really be the luckiest girlfriend to have such an understanding boyfriend.)
Anyway, so there, I immediately talked to the person I think would be necessary for the plan. I talked to Ate Dez, and told her bout my little surprise trip. And thank God she was more than ecstatic to help me. The first plan pa nga was that she’d be the one to pick me up at the airport, but we both realized that it wouldn’t be feasible at all, since I’d be carrying with me 4 huge boxes and that would be such a hassle.
So the next plan was with my Twinnie, Rae. I first talked to Bunsoi about it and he suggested nga na it’s better if Twinnie pretends to introduce a client to Bob. (which was me, of course). And so that was the final plan, on August 29, Wednesday, Twinnie and Bob will meet up at SM North so Bob can meet a potential client.
There. I wouldn’t be Elay if I don’t commit simple mistakes.
I forgot to tell my sister about the whole surprise plan, so she sent a private message to bob over ym, tinutukso siya na bukas na yung uwi ko. Thank God nakahalata siya agad, so todo bawi naman siya. She even texted Bob na nalulungkot daw siya kasi akala niya uuwi na talaga ako, yun pala extended. Whew.
Ilang beses din ako nawrongsend sa kanya, and the worst mis-sent message was when I was at the airport already, I sent him a message that was supposed to be sent to my sister… and it goes like this…
“Pasums, dito na kami airport.”
I wanted to have my ass kicked right at that moment. So I immediately asked my mom what to do. (BTW, she knows about the surprise thing too.) She told me to tell Bob na she’s going to Dammam. That she was the one who mistexted that to Bob.
So I think, medyo nakalusot na yun. I even went to the CR to call up Bob and tell him that we’re on our way home after bringing mama to the airport.
The next problem was the whole fourteen hours of not being able to text him at all.
I told Papa to pretend not to hear Bob if Bob ever calls him at his phone. (Which he did, hehehe. Such a great actor, Pa).
Anyway, nung nandito na ko sa pinas, I immediately had my 3g settings fixed so that I could go online in my webmessenger. I always do that kasi when I was in Jeddah, so the “I’m Mobile” thing would be helpful.
I managed to make a palusot for not being able to text him at least once for the last fifteen-sixteen hours, and to be sure that nothing else fails, I even deleted him on my phonebook to avoid mis sent messages.
Finally, before I sleep, twinnie texted me to tell me that she told Bob that the meeting was on the next day na… kinabahan ako, baka di matuloy kasi biglaan yung meeting, but we went on…
Kinabukasan, on my way to SM north, nagtext nga si twinnie saying na ayaw na pumunta ni Bob dahil biglaan nga at nalate siya ng gising.
Ate Dez, being my rescuer, texted me to tell me that she’d pick me up at SM North nalang tpos dun ko nalang surprise si Bob sa apartment nila.
That sounded like a great idea so we proceeded on Plan C.
Grabe, ate dez kept asking me if I was ok, mukha daw kasi akong hihimatayin anytime. It’s true, I’m losing every bit of energy in my body as time went on. Nung nasa taxi kami, I kept telling her stories so that I can keep my mind off the whole surprise thing. I was feeling suffocated. I can’t breathe at all.
Pinaramdam ko pa sa kanya yung tibok ng puso ko… Palpitation to the highest level ito… ahhaha.
Nung nandun na kami, nagtago pa ko, kasi Bob was on the door agad, and by chance, makikita niya ako agad. That would spoil everything, right… kaya ayun… but to no luck, di siya umalis dun, so we had to risk it.
I walked towards the apartment and Bob saw me at once. Nanlaki tlaga yung mata niya upon seeing me. And he can’t move at all. I mean, he was sitting there as if nakakita siya talaga ng apparition. (Well, it’s like that naman diba, he knows I’m in Jeddah. So apparition nga.)
Ako naman, I managed to walk to the door pa and say, “Naliligaw po kasi ako…”
Swear. Kung di ako nakasandal sa door, malamang nahimatay na ko, or nalaglag na ko sa floor.
Sa totoo lang, I was expecting na mag hug kami agad or mag kiss the moment we see each other, pero hindi. We both were frozen, as in both hindi makapaniwala sa mga nangyayari.
Ako yung nangsurprise pero ako din yung nasurprise.
Siguro three to five minutes kami muna nagtitigan bago kami nag-hug and kiss. Or siguro hindi three minutes. Siguro sandali lang, pero everything was in slow motion, as in slow motion… walang halong exaggeration.
Nung nagkiss kami, hehe. It felt like the first time.
And I’m not to elaborate on that anymore…
Isa lang tlaga, we missed each other so much… and it feels so happy to be home… finally.
Thanks to those who made this possible, Bunsoi, for the suggestions, Twinnie for the plan, Ate Dez for making sure that everything works well, to the point na pati ate niya kinuntyaba na niya, Rad, for keeping it a secret, Kuya Soul for the great moral support. Joy, for the great drama, Mama for the pagsalo, and Papa for the superb acting skills.
And for all others na kinilig at nagpray na maging maayos to…
Excerpt from my blog dated May 29, 2007
si bob.. no words can express how grateful i am for this guy. for the many times i almost vomitted in his lap and for the countless times he took charge of the mess, sa walang sawang pagpapakain sakin kahit sobrang tigas ng ulo ko at ayaw kong kumain. for holding my hand everytime namimilipit ako sa sakit dahil sa lesheng injection na yun. he's always there. and i just can't ask for more. kahit na galing siya sa work ng wee hours of the morning, punta parin sia sa hospital tpos kahit na wala na siyang tulog, papanoorin lang niya ako, mabantayan lang niya ako, ok lang daw... ayun.. katouched diba?
