Wednesday, December 23, 2009

'I Do' Finally

When Patty called me a few months back to announce that she was getting married, I was surprised despite of knowing that she and Mac have been together for more than 10 years now. Anyway, my reaction was not important. The more important thing was to be there for her so when she asked me if I wanted to be a bride's maid, I thought to myself 'Why not?'

So, a week after that, I booked a flight in advance back to Davao City. The moment I stepped off the plane, it was a whirlwind and I barely had time to catch my breath. And since I arrived the day before the wedding and never got the chance to check my dress, I went directly to Knots Forever for a fitting. After wasting almost an hour of checking the gowns as the seamstress was not sure which design was mine, Patty finally arrived to straighten things out. The seamstress was supposed to adjust the strap but I bet that old hag was too lazy to make the necessary adjustments as the strap was still to short. In fact, it snapped a few minutes before the ceremony started. Thank God for wedding coordinators! Vanessa and her team cam prepared.

After the fitting, I had a series of items to check off of my list (both wedding and non-wedding related) so you can just imagine how stressed I was and yes, I was all over the place. The end part was, I stayed with Patty on her last night of being 'Single' and assisted her in polishing last minute preparations.

The wedding (like all weddings) did not start on time and the church administrators were (for the lack of a better term) already pissed off. Oh, it was not the bride who was late nor the groom but the other 'divas' in the family. The groom's sister was still on her way to the hotel coming from God knows where, the groom's mother came in late as well and there was that bratty niece of the bride who I just wanted to strangle to death. I swear if it were not for Patty, I would have given that little monster a piece of my mind. Again, it was a good thing that the priest was a close friend of the family and he allowed himself to be swayed ( a privilege that he does not share with other couples). When it finally started, the groom was already teary-eyed. The moment that Patty walked in with her father and aunt, Mac was already crying. When they were professing their love and relaying their vows, he was crying. During the reception, you guessed it right, he was crying. Oh there were other instances but no need to mention them here. Let's just say, he was quite emotional and we perceived it as a good sign.

I was not really listening to the mass and was absentmindedly standing up and sitting down as instructed. My attention was elsewhere. To where? 1. To the cute little flower girls who untiringly carried on with their games and petty quarrels while the priest was desperately trying to stay focused and 2. To the Dragon Lady who was seated right in front of us who was having a blast making Ceara miserable and giving instructions here and there just for the sake of it. I am not impressed with her by the way, what a B!+cH! Even had the nerve to say that the maid of honor and brides maids were useless! Put a sock in it lady!

An hour after, the papers were signed and the priest (after being reminded first) reluctantly said 'You May Now Kiss The Bride!'

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Be Dazzled

This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of Bidazzled. All opinions are 100% mine.

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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

A Message To A Friend

I watched you fall into pieces days ago. Of course, you will not admit it and of course, you will say that I am exaggerating everything but then who are you (or anyone else) to say that my perspective of 'falling into pieces' is wrong? I say 'falling into pieces' is also exhibited by being as normal as how you make yourself appear to be. Watching you (and your recent antics) made me think about how I handled my supposed-love endeavors in the past. It was almost (not exactly) like looking at myself in the mirror. During such times, no matter how we put it or what we try to do, the situation we are in just gets uglier by the minute and there is nothing else that anyone can do. It really is up to us. No one can change our minds, nothing can convince us and sometimes we just have to let ourselves drown until sanity forces us to grasp for air. At our own pace, at our own time.

Just a little advice though, try not to lose your friends along the way (this often happens when our insistence for something that no longer exists becomes too suffocating). Lovers are like pebbles in your shoe, friends however, friends are like nifty, little socks that keep your feet from getting blisters.

Why am I saying this? Simple, I want you to learn from my example. If I was in-charge of the threads of fate, I would not want my friends to go through the same sad experience that I have been through. It is not something that you can honestly label as an event in your life that you can be proud of, when you look back one day.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Official Mark

While at work today, I was informed that my boss was having a garage sale and usually I never paid much attention to these kinds of news but when Cindy, a co-worker, mentioned that my boss, who was retiring for good, was selling his eames chair and ottoman at a reasonable price. I just could not let the opportunity pass. So today, I sacrificed not seeing her so I can check out the said chair. I can hardly contain my excitement after work when a group of us from work rode all the way to the outskirts of town, all the way to our boss’ house. Well, we cannot really blame ourselves now since our boss, other than being known as a mean son of a bitch in the office was also known to be a man of good taste when it comes to all the fine things in life. When we got there, the place was already packed with other cheapskates and I hastily looked for our boss to haggle a price for the object that I have been eyeing without even checking it out first. He was shocked at first and was quite interested in knowing what my reasons were for buying his supposed-favorite chair without even bothering to check it first. I was quick to say that I always knew he was the type of man who took good care of his things and added that I presumed that the said chair was in mint condition knowing that he was the previous owner. He laughed heartily over the comment while I almost gagged. Anyway, now that I was able to convince him, he showed me the way to the his goods and settled on a price that was not exactly what I quoted but was good enough since his chair looked exactly like my her’s. I can barely remember my boss droning about the chair being made of Brazilian rosewood, original wood panels and etc. All I cared about was taking the chair back home so I can sit on it while I watched her from my window. This is it! I am officially signing the paper and admitting that I am a stalker by buying a similar chair that the object of my affection is using. And since we are on the topic, I might as well admit that I, too, (maybe) am a psycho.