there are a couple of girls that im gonna mention. no particular order!
ok soo, Charisse Mae Ramos. my bestfriend since we were like 4or5 :D uhhh, we’ve been through ALOT. but we never really fought like forreal. (: but yeahh. she’s the first person i go to if theres anything i need. if theres anything she needs, she knows that im here for her. <3 i love her with all my heart <333
Jasmine Mae Perez. she’s also one of my bestfriends. been through alot with her too. and i love her.<3 she’s so pretty and smart and so lovable! she’s like the best! :DDDDD im always here for her of course. (: hehe no matter what! oh yeah!:DDDDD
Hillary Gutierrez :DDD she’s so WOW! i love her! <333 she’s pretty and and smart and amazing and pretty (: even if i dont see her very much, i still love her and i will always be here for her. ^^
Lianne Do(: we’re getting pretty close. she knows im here for her no matter what she’s going through. im not one to leave anyone behind. she’s an awesome chick! very. :DDD she’s just the best! oh yes! and i love her <33333
hmmm, who else. well im just gonna type the names.
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
“Once and a while, I wish there was a manual for life. Smile here. Perfect that. Lie there. Avoid this. But then I wonder, who would I be without those mistakes? And would I be okay with compromising myself for perfection? Imperfections are so much more beautiful.”—(via stevenrosas) (via eriinjoy)
hmmm, no one really. only the ones that i look up to. oh well, i’ll do them. i mean they are guys right? haha yeah ok here we go >.<
me big brother! Jake Vicente. he’s pretty fun to be with. he’s like soooo cool. he’s funny too! he’s like the best big brother anyone could ever ask for. and like the person i will write about below, we’re all just great group of siblings? yeah idk but :D
hmmm. i’ll go with Jay Caldejon. also known as JCal ! haha, ok well he’s like a big brother to me. and since he moved to california, i feel like a part of me died! hehe, well yeah. he means EVERYTHING to me. like forreal. errr, uhhh he’s there for me, and he’s PUNNY too! even if he acts like a big butt, he’s still the best! :DDDD
first day of school.. nothing special. it wasnt what i expected at all. im happy that i have classes with Tori, Lianne, Sarah, Dolly, Jimmy, Pho, and other people. there are just a few people that i dont get to see. Vivian moved for nothing if she just went to killough! i miss her! and, and Katherine had to move to a different school too! grrr! why?! and then the old 8th graders are off to high school! this year will freakin suck! i want to move! like forreal.
the second day of school was better. i changed my schedule so i get to have 2 classes with TORI and 4 classes with LIANNE ! yay! :DDDD now i wonder how the rest of the year will be like. i’d be surprised if it actually turned out ok. hmmm. oh wells. we’ll have to see! HERES HOPIN’! (: hehe
dont you think that everyone deserves to have a second chance? EVERYONE has done something to someone that they regret. saying sorry wouldnt do enough. you need to prove to them that you really are sorry. sometimes you have to do something extraordinary to get them to forgive you. if you just pray, it'll all turn out pretty well(: dont take things for granted. take in what you have :D
I’ve fallen for you hard. And, I know it’s just a phase I will get over. But, one day I hope I get to see your beautiful face, and hold your hand.. You’re such and amazing person. The way you dress, the way you act, and just who you’re is just to me is perfect. I hope that we can meet someday. You make my heart rush, you kinda take my breath away. I think of you constantly, and you don’t even know it. I just hope one day, I can be lucky enough for you to smile at me. I’ve just fallen for you, and I don’t know how to get up. I want to hang out with you. Watch movies, till we fall asleep holding each other. Go shopping together. But, really just being around you, would make me happy, even if I can’t have all those things. I hope dreams really would come true, cause if that one did. I pray that I would never wake up.
you know that I'm really sad when i smile and i blink a lot. why? i smile to cover up the feelings in really feeling inside and by blinking, i could hide all of the tears that are about to come out. most people think because I'm smiling, meaning that I'm happy and living a great life, well they're wrong.
today was WOW! i got to see Gerald Anderson, Kim Chiu, Gabby Concepcion, Maricar Reyes, Yeng Constantino, Maja Salvador, and Chokoliet. sadly Coco Martin wasnt there. gosh. then i went home and i got bored!
there are many things that people are scared to do. there are things that you just don’t want anybody to know. it will get out one day anyway. so what are you afraid of? just tell someone. just hope and pray that things will go well. its not like you’re gonna get killed. if you think thats the best for you then go for it. just think before you do your next move. you’ll have people to support you. don’t worry about anything. you’ll be ok(: