By Wild Ice
No, I wasn't supposed to write about anything regarding my love life because it's becoming a cliché. But since this is all I could share today, I don't give a damn with any people's reaction. All I want to say right now is: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BABY!!!!!!!!!!!
Yup, today is the birthday of my baby. And wow, we're almost a month together (though I suggested us not to count days and months about US, it's just something memorable) but it feels like we've been together for years!!! Is this really how it goes in a relationship?? It's like we've spent so many times with each other for a very long time now (Am I being redundant right now?).
Still, I hope you look at life positively now (and I'll help you out with that, I swear). You've spent most of your time thinking about the bad times, now let me give you the good times. Let's make life worth living. I've been in that stage where you are right now. Yes, I was also inclined to that luring darkness before--but I learned to carry on with life and learned how to deal with things. Now let me be your guide to this path that I'm walking.
But fortunately, you're learning now. And I'm glad you're happy. And I know there are challenges laid out on our path for us to face. We can go through it hand in hand. I know there will be people---lots of people--who shall do their best to break us off. But I'm telling you that passion, love and rage is the best weapon against them.
Let's continue facing the dirty world. You're not alone now; You got me baby.
By Wild Ice
NP: "Heaven On Earth" by Britney Spears
We all know about the paradox that change is the most constant thing in the world. And with this change that has taken place within me is something coming out as destructive.. at least, for some people.
What's wrong about falling inlove?
I've discussed recently that there are people who miss my energetic and funny side and this is because what has taken over me is no more my own ego but my sentimental, loving side. And now I discovered that I have the tendency of having arguiements regarding this with friends.
Last night, we had this 'kiss trip' in which everyone gets to taste everyone. And everyone includes my Baby. I thought it was okay. Before those, me and my Baby were all over the place, making out and even getting the fucking attention of the oldlady who kept on crossing by and watching us (seeing how "immoral" we are). We even made out at the pretty porch lying on the floor. And I never thought my Baby would not mind at all to kiss in public. Oh well!!! Anyways, back to the kissing trip, I was confident that it was nothing for me for my friends to get to taste the heaven of my Baby's lips and tongue. But when I saw my baby making out with one of my friends, I stopped and just felt like 'something's odd' (not 'wrong'). It's not that I don't trust both of them---it's just that I've never been so jealous my whole life--insecurity is the term!!!. And to make it out for me, my Baby would always come up to me after those turns and kiss me nonstop, letting me know that we're still WE.
We even lay on the floor in the porch and made out (immoral!!!) and they were going around us trying to join. I was tipsy when I told them, "Enough, okay? Seriously... Seriously.."
And they felt like I've been "selfish" (WOOOOH!!! What a term!!!). I'm sorry but it's just that I felt it not appropriate to overly harass my Baby---I suddenly became very jealous and mean.
YES!!! We should know that we should not be KJ with trips but please, there are certain boundaries. And ONE IS ENOUGH, TWO IS TOO MUCH. I mean, I wasn't selfish at first, right? But everything was getting overboard and I had to stop it.
OO NA, MARAMOT AKO PERO GANUN AKO MAGMAHAL!!! PUTANG INA (this is an expression, defensively speaking)!!
I'm just thankful that we spent the next few hours alone with each other planting hickeys, exchanging our intertwined tongues (which we had been doing for so many damn hours), and YOU KNOW WHAT(rock and roll!!!).
It just felt good to wake up in the morning finding my most beloved beside me on the same bed. And we would be the first to kiss each other. Let me selfish for some boundaries--this is one of those things I could NOT share with anyone.
Boundaries boundaries boundaries!!!!
By Wild Ice
"What the hell happened to James??!!" whined one of my friends as she sat on the couch.
"JAAAMESSSSSSS?!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!!!!!" added my other friend.
"Maybe he got drowned in the pool back at the resort last week," I quipped as I sat flanked by the two of them in The House. By the way, I am James.
Things have changed. Maybe because I am now fond of using the pronoun "we" knowing that this "we" has an exclusive purpose. We have been on for just a few days now. And really, I'm telling you, besides the fact that I've eaten tons of words about falling in love and relationships, a part of me has taken a rest (remember my recent post?).
Really, it's indeed foolish. But is it really how this thing goes? Yeah, I am fully aware of that even before I got into this relationship (remember my "Jessica Simpson" blogpost?). Anyway, the reason why my friends were whining is because somehow, they missed that James who would drop green jokes (just simple words would be connected to something sexual, a la Samantha Jones), who would dance around when he feels like it, who would play around (like touching each other's this and that--you know... Well, that's how we are in our gang, yet we don't 'eat' each other). And this change took place since this relationship with my Baby started. It kind of reminds me of one episode in Sex and the CIty... *Carrie Bradshaw mode* In a relationship, how far is one willing to compromise?
But most importantly, who killed James Garcia?
Am I willing to compromise just to strengthen this relationship? I'm not sure. Probably. But the answer is simple and korny: I am just inlove. (Woops!! My dear friend told me it's not 'korny', it's just 'mushy'). Most people have that certain part of them that fades away once they are in a relationship. But that's not my stand about it. Or, I guess, that WAS not my stand about relationships. I believed that we have to show our real side to our partner no matter what and our partner needs to accept it. I was one of those who emphasized this when I had a friend with the same situation that I'm having now. But hell, I'm not trying to avoid showing my real self. It's just that, this is probably me when I'm in a relationship. And maybe, gradually, I would be able to show that side of me which they think is gone now. And it's up to my Baby to accept it or not.
I guess each and everyone of us has this thing called Secret Single Behavior (SSB) right?
That's just mine. And I guess the reason why I wasn't able to talk much that night with my two friends was because I, *clears throat* I mean 'we', had our mouth full while they were just right beside us. ^_^
Korny as it may sound but there are reasons for the two of us using the endearment 'Baby'. Get a clue to get my first reason.
