Lately I have been trying to evaluate my relationship with dada. I should start evaluating it and not just take it by face value. So what was I like before him? An interesting question..makes me want to interview people who knew me then so as to avoid being bias. Since I don’t have the luxury to do so though, let me just walk you through.

I was not someone who thinks of the consequences of my actions. I do things because I wanted to do it and because I enjoy doing it with utter disregard of how it may make the other person feel. I never admit I’m at fault in a fight. So even if it was my mistake, you still awe me an apology (something I inherited from my mom). During arguments, I always have the last word. Meaning that anything you say can and will be used against you so your only other choice really is to let me win. Hey I’m just focusing on the bad side for effect but I do have several good qualities as well ^_^.

Now with dada, I actually care about what he feels. I try to watch out when I’m being unfair and inconsiderate.
Although there are times when I miss out since I’m still learning, at least I’m in the right track.
With him I’m learning how to become a better person. Now, I have a clear definition of what is right and what is wrong.
Back then right and wrong were obscured in the background by my selfishness and vanity.
It feels different not going out with friends to wallow in carnal pleasure that often leads to unsavory outcomes.
It's odd that I hear a moral alarm sounding off from inside me whenever I'm about to do something out of character.

Oooppsss! Look what the wind brought in, Dada's dad! I better pause for now.

I had a long frantic week that I just wanted it to end so I can spend the weekend with Dada. I have missed him so much! At first I love not having the same schedule with him but lately I realized it's just very different. Yes this made us miss each other more, it's like a thirst that can only be quenched with each other's fluid hahaha that should feed your imagination. We both want to sleep and wake up together. I hate not seeing him next to me when I wake up. The bed somehow seems bigger and empty without him.

Unlike before, we only get to spend a limited time together daily because I had to leave before he gets home and he leaves 3 hours after I'm home (sigh). This however made me realize how much I love him and how much I have taken him for granted because he was constantly around. I felt that it was always a given fact in my life that he is there when I need him. Now that has changed because of work and I want to treasure every moment spent with him. I savor every hug, kiss and cuddle. Somehow the fights I pick over petty stuff are just not worth it. I just want to cling to him when he is around and tell him that I love him so much, yes I do (sigh).

My heart, everything in me for that matter knows that its rightful place is with Dada.

I love this store; I love all the cute huggables they have inside their store. I feel warm and light everytime I visit their store, it’s like being in a magical place with so many cute and magical items around. I have never purchased anything for myself in their shop though. I believe that every item inside are meant to be gifts for people you love. I have gotten my share of gifts from this shop some trinkets and thinggumies from friends and of course their specialty, the stuffed toys. The first stuffed animal I got was a white bear given by an ex-boyfriend which I gladly gave out to a street child when we broke up. I sure made the kid happy! The 2^nd one is a brown bear that we named “Mumble” after the penguin character in the Happy Feet movie. The 3^rd one and I must say my favorite is a pink pig that I named “Gloria” after Mumble’s love interest in the movie. A pig named Gloria and a bear named Mumble, what a very odd couple!

There is just one thing that doesn’t seem to fit in Blue magic and I don’t know if I’m the only one who thinks this or not. Have you seen their staff’s outfit? The girls wear skimpy black suits and skimpy mini skirts matched with black stockings and black shoes. I’m not saying they don’t look good though, I mean it must be a requirement for them to have long legs and all but come on, it’s a store that sells cute stuffed animals not a lingerie shop. Even their guys look like they’re selling insurance policy or something. What I would love to see, so as to make the place even more magical are sales people wearing cute and silly animal outfits and big happy smiles.

Today Dada and I celebrate our 1^st Anniversary. No it wasn’t always great but it sure was anything but dull. Yes we had our share of close calls, too close for comfort at time. I’m impatient and most of the time I refuse to see things from Dada’s point of view. When I’m wrong I feel the need to still have the last word and that is in every argument. I hate everything that doesn’t fit well into the jigsaw puzzle of my life; it leaves me angry and frustrated. When I feel threatened it also gets me angry and frustrated. So now you see what Dada has to live through everyday?

I love him more and more everyday for never letting me go especially when I’m in the height of my emotions and I end up saying and doing things I never would say or do when my thinking isn’t clouded. I love him for being so patient and understanding with me. I love how he sees me and I wish he could see through my eyes so he will know what a wonderful and beautiful person he is. Dada is not perfect but nobody is. There are times when I wish he would do and say the things that I want like cook up surprises and be more romantic or stop snoring but he is doing well just the way he is. I suppose when you love someone you can’t help but also love the tiny annoying things about them.

Looking forward to another wonderful year!

I want to talk about a rather mature and sensitive topic. We are after all mature adults here right? So how often should couples make love? And while we’re at this, how often is often? What if you’re in the mood and your partner isn’t or vice versa? This predicament is as real as the traffic you’re stuck in when you’re running late, peanut butter sandwich when you want tuna and or course the occasional bad hair day for girls. It is so real that I wish there is a manual that we can just follow and refer to for guidance.

Just imagine what it would be like if guys can say, “Article 28 section 7 of The Couple’s Manual says that anyone will not be denied of their right to some sex action”. Then girls could retort, “Well if you read article 18 section 1 then you’ll know that only happens when there is torrid foreplay involve and section 1-b of the same article states 5 minutes of French-kissing does not qualify as torrid foreplay”. Uhm ok, that was strange and funny. In a system like this though; both parties can unload their frustrations and really complain because there is a clear definition of where, when and how. I’m sure lawyers will have a field day defending sex offenders that varies from people who can’t locate the clitoris to people who fake orgasms.

Ok enough with my active imagination. I’ll let the keyboard rest.

I really missed my friend Wena, she's been on vacation for 2 weeks and i'm glad shes back. It just wasn't the same opening the locker we both share and not find her bag. I love sharing a locker with her even if it means that it's amazingly cluttered with both ours stuff; I wouldn't want it any other way. She knows how gaga I am over poncho these days so she got me one when she was in Baguio (don't I look like a jungle princess or what lolz). Yeah I keep ranting about how things between us are just very different compared to when we were both single and I keep telling her that i'm always here, that nothing much changed really. (sigh) Who am I kidding? Everything has changed.
Back then, the moment we decide on going to a destination, we go right away without much planning hehe we just go armed with cash and our mischievous buns. Now there is just this complicated process of telling dada where I want to go and then checking if it'll fit both our schedules (bummer). Don't get me wrong, i'm not complaining that I have dada. I mean i'm glad I have him. Most girls live their lives hoping to find some guy as amazing as him only to end up with sadist pigs. I love dada, I do. He disses his friends just so he can always be with me eventhough I tell him it's ok to spend some time with them. Does that mean I have to do that to my friends too?
(sigh)...

Thank you Dez for this great tag!
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Tagging SugarPrincess and Chicshopaholic.