I used to be so cynical about love. I admit, before I met him, just like any young aduItgirls out there, I flirted a lot. I got into online dating *hides underneath my blanket out of humiliation*. Specifically, tinder. *laughs nervously* It was a long time ago. I think Tinder wasn’t THAT famous yet here in our country when I started? I’m not quite sure but there was A LOT of guys from famous universities which made it more appealing back then. Now, I’m just laughing at myself for even doing that. *laughs* It was fun though! I really had fun meeting a lot of people from that application so I don’t really regret trying it out.
It was hard at the beginning, you know? I had and still have major trust issues. I wanted love and yet I was terrified of it at the same time. I’ve been betrayed by a lot of people that I once trusted so I was really iffy about love in general. There he goes, a guy named Michael who had a very unique last name. I wasn’t really interested at first because I don’t know? At that point, I’ve met a lot of guys already and I just grew tired of it. Little did I know, this random guy was someone I would eventually want to spend the rest of my life with. I know, I know. You might think I’m young, I’m only 20! (Turning 21 this August btw) So how can I say something so permanent? Something so bold? Well, I don’t know about you but I am not in a relationship for fun. I am in a relationship because I am committed and I want to be with someone that I can see myself with for good. I hate playing around. I’m done with that. I am done trying to flirt with boys because I want to validate myself. I’m done feeling so unsure of myself. I’ve come to a point where I just can’t live a YOLO life who momols here and there. That’s not me. The universe just give you something out of nowhere and it’s so funny because it was unexpected. Never have I imagined that someone will actually come along and change me. Aaaaaand there he was, a very maporma guy who’s actually interested in me. I mean, ME??! Why me? Out of all the pretty girls out there? Gahddamn. I might have done something good to deserve this man. I got really attracted to him because I really like guys who can bring themselves. (I’m not sure if tama ba translation ko ng “Kayang dalhin ang sarili” Sorry!)
It was rough. The first few months wasn’t easy. It’s never easy. We fought a lot. We’ve been through so much and at this point, I’m just so grateful that he didn’t give up on me. He is a blessing in disguise. He’s the only person who never left at my highest and mostly at my lowest point. I don’t know what did I ever do to deserve this guy. He’s my best friend. He is my only best friend besides God. He indulges me. He pushes me to be better. He supports my passion. He kisses my forehead, watches me sleep, buy me food, writes me letters, takes me to places… He even cries when we fight. He’s the cutest when he cries. My anger just lifts when I see him cry. Sorry babe. 😛 He even lets me blog for a few hours without disturbing me! Considering how clingy he is! ( 😛 ) He even wants to be included in my vlogs. He can also hype with me when it comes to make up. I mean, I’m so freaking lucky! He even reminds me to pray before sleeping every night. *dreamy sigh*
And then he met my ~scary~ mom. My Mom’s quite strict with me so I was really scared to bring him at home but it surprisingly went well. She was even the one who pushed me to stop being stubborn and say yes already. She was like, “Ano pang hinihintay mo?” *giggles* Did I also mention that he stalked me and Michael on Twitter? We weren’t posting photos on Facebook (because y’all know how toxic FB is) and she made a twitter account to stalk us and tweeted – teasing us. *rolls-eyes* A few weeks later, everyone loved him. He’s always included in our out of town trips. He’s always present whenever we’re going to the mall or just anything. He’s always there and I loved every single moment of it. When I had my first boyfriend, we had to hide. I lied to my grandparents just to go out and meet him and hated it. I just love how free we are. I love how we don’t have to hide from people.
And two years later, here we are. Stronger than ever. Our love is mature. We’re not selfish and most definitely not impulsive. I’m just so grateful for this man. I know there are greater things for us. I know we can be whatever we want to be, we can go wherever we want to go as long as we both have each other. I know we can achieve both of our goals one day. I know bigger things are in store for you in the future, love. I know you can overcome what you’re going through right now. I’m always going to be your cheerleader – your chubby cheerleader! Hahahaha.
This is what I always say to him… *pun intended*
“I’m always here through thick and thin, literally and figuratively!”
What a better way to celebrate our second anniversary than spending it on our favorite restaurant?
I asked him to take a few photos of me for the blog.
I promise I will get rid of that double chin soon enough. Grr