It’s actually a speedy morning for me. I’ve been receiving quite a lot of fax messages and phone calls and visitors so I guess I should wear blue often.

I was pooped last night. I think I just yelled at Dylan through text. I had the working gal anger. You know that type of anger where you just don’t want anyone else to mess with you because every cell in your body had given up functioning and you just need everyone to understand that you’re tired and you can’t take it anymore? Yeah, I had that and Dylan was surprisingly uncooperative. Naturally, we kissed and made up… via phone… which technically means he owes me (nyahahaha).

I shopped for new icons today while waiting for the hour to deactivate the office voicemail. I have shoes, Amy Lee and a lot about being in love. Even though he’s been such a prick lately, yes, admittedly and unashamedly, I am still in love with him.

Jersey peeps leave on Saturday. Am so going to miss my macho gwapito cousin Miko. Will definitely post pictures so you too will fall in love with him.

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March 23, 2007 / iamsupercarla

Celebrations

March 21, 2007 / iamsupercarla / Leave a comment

Birthdays are supposedly the celebrator’s best day of the year. Yesterday was Dylan’s birthday and surprisingly, it was one of my best days.

I gave him a tie (for the wedding), that Rod Stewart CD he’s been dying to have and a day. I know it doesn’t sound much but looking now at how the day played out, it is actually a long day to have played out.

First, I “gift-wrapped” the tie and “re-packaged’ the CD. Only the celebrator knows what I did with this. It was one of our longest mornings and nothing could’ve matched the perfection. Then we had a hearty lunch involving cheese and barbecue ribs. I swear gluttony is the theme of the day.

We hit the mall for Dreamgirls. Nice movie, though a little oversung at the end. But we enjoyed it nonetheless. We had the whole afternoon planned out and he was supposed to bring me home by the afternoon. Knowing his family troubles and how he doesn’t want me to be in the middle of it, I didn’t question his decision.

His wish was granted. His mom invited me for dinner. So we rushed to his mother’s home in Quezon City, where we had a dinner mixed with Italian and Chinese. It was one of Dylan’s best evenings.

Heck, it was one of Dylan’s best days.

So what made it one of my best days? That day made me realize the one thing I never thought I would.

I do love this person. I love this person so much; my heart broke when he hesitated to bring me home to his family because he doesn’t want to bother me with their troubles. I love this person sincerely that I wish his family no less than the best, no less than the happiness that I feel in my heart when he looks at me.

I love him. And it’s the best day of my life… to realize that I truly deeply love the person I am with. And that life now is worth looking forward to.