3.12.2004

Love story

jade
function: verb
1 a : to wear out by overwork or abuse
b : to tire or dull through repetition or excess
2 intransitive senses : to become weary or dulled
synonym: tire (verb)

I'm jaded. Not because of having gone through too many relationships but because of the lack thereof. I feel weary of believing in the picture painted by movies that describes how love is so great, so full of thrill and bliss. I was surprised that my friends still believe strongly in finding the person who can make them feel passionately. Poor me, I guess I just didn't understand, or didn't want to try to understand for the fear of being disappointed if in case, it never happen to me.

Last Febuary, our ManSci prof got married and went on a 2-week honeymoon leave. When he came back, my classmates insisted on knowing the details of his love story. At first he seemed reluctant, it didn't seem appropriate to be broadcasting his personal life to the class. But being the sport that he was, he obliged.

"How did you meet?"
She was my student, a couple of years my junior. Several terms had passed when we met again in the GSB Night (DLSU-Graduate School of Business) ramp modeling gimmick January, 3 or 4 years ago. I represented the faculty and she represented the students as ramp models. She was the only person who was nice enough to talk to me in the make-up room. We had a great time and I sent her a dozen red roses on Valentine's day.

"Where did you go on your honeymoon?"
Phuket island, it's a resort that had a forest in the back and long stretch of beach up front.

"How long was the courtship?"
It took me a year before we officially became a couple. Nahirapan ako because the girl is chinese and her family was strongly against me, not knowing that I am also a chinese. I'm a Lee (mother side).

"How did you propose?"
*smile smile* I took her to Nurture spa in tagaytay and we went to makati for dinner. I sat her down and showed her the photo album containing all our pictures together for the past 3 years. At the last page of the album was the question "Will you marry me?" Then I took out the ring.

"Did she say yes immediately?" (mga usi talaga classmates ko!)
No she didn't.

"Huh? why?!"
She broke down in tears. She was crying and I didn't know what to do.

(Our prof was not hesitant in sharing anymore... volunteer info followed)
You know how I knew she was THE one? The ring which I bought 5 or so years ago fit her perfectly.

"awwww...."
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That story made me want to cry... want to believe that there is a someone for everyone. Only time will tell...