Snapped and Scribbled

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

Friday, April 25, 2008

last april 17, we celebrated our 4th wedding anniversary. it's true that you don't recognize how swiftly time passes by if you are enjoying every moment of it. four years and we are still enjoying having the house all by ourselves. we do yearn to have a bundle of joy soon and create some chaos to our deafening silent house (haha!!).

i always get the same reaction from people whenever they get to know our love story. they would ask, "how long have you been together before deciding to get married?" with much pride, i'll tell them, " he became my boyfriend when i was 15. we got married when we were 27."

"amazing", is all they could utter.

"continuous?, how did you manage?"

and i'll say, " breaking up was never an option. issues are meant to be resolved."

one question that i always get and still do not know how to answer is, "how did you know that he is the one?"

i actually asked him how did he know that i am the one meant for him. he said, when he saw me, he saw me as the perfect person to be the mother of his children. haha! i don't know, is that something sweet? anyways, let me put it this way. he saw his future with me. now, that's sweet.

and in my case, how did i know it's him i should spend the rest of my life with?

hmm, i actually prayed to God that if ever He would let me in a relationship, i want to marry the first person i fall in love with. i must admit, i'm a hopeless romantic.

then i got a weird dream.

you see, we were in the same school since kinder but we were both unaware of each other's existence. it was only in junior high that we became classmates. we were not supposed to be classmates but due to divine intervention or my stubborness (i think it's the latter), i refused to sit on my original class section because i have no friends there. without the permission of the class advisers i insisted that i want to belong to the section where we ended as classmates. i still was unaware of his existence (i'm a snob!) until i dreamt of him.

in my dream, he was waiting for me by the door during dismissal. we were supposed to walk to the parking lot together.

i woke up asking myself why on earth i had that dream. and who was that guy?

then i noticed that this "guy" has been absent for a week. with lack of something worthy to do, i asked my friend who was in charge of attendance who the guy was, why he's been absent for almost a week, where he sits.

that got me aware that a certain lenin exists.

and that was the guy in my dream.

then he returned to class. found out he got sick. began to notice him.

and hate him.

why?

he's so good in class.

he's a rival.

and i'm no match.

he's way too good.

then i don't know what got into me, i transferred to a seat next to him. i stayed for a few minutes. he mentioned something funny, i laughed.

we've been sharing laughs since then. (and occasional fights)

june 29, 1992.

how many months since then?

lots.

more to come.

feel · poetry · story

You Treated Me Right And So Did He. It's The Dilemna I Face In The Game Of Three

Friday, February 15, 2008

You were my first.

I was feeling a little foolish then and was with so much curiosity. I must admit I was kinda nervous at first because I do not know if this will ever work out.

But you were just perfect for me.

It felt like we have known each other for ages. I need not find my way around. You showed me the way in a manner that seemed like I have known where every path will take me.

You offered me your pages, and I filled them with my innermost thoughts. You know my darkest secret, my deepest fear, my cuts that won't heal. We shared my happiest moment, my triumphs, my fall.

I have met others along the way. Not that I have intentionally searched for somebody else to take your place. They seem to offer me something I have been looking for. Although I am not really sure what I am looking for. Some were able to lure me. Fooled me many times. But I always find myself returning to my first love. Realizing that I still yearn for you.

Then I met him.

He was everything you are and more. I found myself trying to be with you as often as I am with him. But as days passed by, I know I am pouring out more of myself to him than with you. At times, I would tell myself that in a few months I'll grow tired of him and I'll be running back to your welcoming embrace. Like I always did.

He is passion. You are love.

I do not want to give either up. But the rain of guilt is pouring down on me. It's flooding in and I could barely breath.

You must know by now though no one has told you.

I am falling too far.

I am falling too deep.

Soon, I will leave.

(a farewell to my tabulas. and you.)

RoselleWanders · travel

I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen

Thursday, January 24, 2008

We travel because we like to move from place to place, we enjoy the sense of freedom it gives us, it pleases us to be rid of ties, responsibilities, duties, we like the unknown; we meet odd people who amuse us for a moment and sometimes annoy us and suggest a theme for a composition; we are sometimes tired of ourselves and we have a notion that by travel we can add to our personalities and so change ourselves a little. We do not bring back from the journey quite the same self that we took.

They say that no matter how long you've known a person, you'll be surprised that there are lots of things you don't know about him until you live together. But traveling with someone is also a great way to discover whether you like or hate a person. One thing for sure, I love seeking new thrills with my husband. It makes everything extraordinary whenever I am with him. It's more fun.

In every place we go, there should be a daring adventure. The memory of a thrilling experience will always bring a smile in our face. Looking through the photographs, the moments of delight somehow make us ask ourselves, "we did that? that was crazy! crazy but wonderful!"

But most of my treasured memories of travel are not captured by the lens. These are recollections of precious moments spent sitting beside my husband, talking about anything under the sun or the moon, laughing our hearts out over some silly things only we could understand, sharing knowing glances, exchanging naughty smiles.

It is a beautiful thing to travel, and yet we always look forward to coming home and rest our heads on our old familiar pillow.

RoselleWanders · travel

Panglao Island Nature Resort and Spa

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

My husband just returned from his 9-month US assignment and we want to make up for the months we were separated. Panglao Island Nature Resort and Spa is a great escape destination in Bohol.

Unlike other resorts in Bohol, as the name suggests, this resort is located in an island and thus does not share the beach front with any other resorts.

The Dream Islet, a man-made islet, is one of the resort's amenities that I love. You can walk going to the islet during low tide.

My favorite spot in the restaurant every meal time is the Seaview Gazebo. The different shades of blue and the sound of the waves are so relaxing.

If you want some private dining, you can request the waiter to deliver your food in this floating structure.

Just like the way I want my order of iced tea to be served.

I love the feeling of freedom in this resort. We were actually able to explore every corner of the property.

And the feeling of having this island all to ourselves even though there are other guests.

The morning walk for some sunshine at this lush garden is so invigorating.

We've found another marker inside the resort on our way to the cave.

Cambagat Cave is within the grounds of Panglao Island Nature Resort and Spa.

I was actually very hesitant to get inside the cave because I suspect there are scary bats in there but I don't want to pass up the chance of an adventure. It's my first time to get inside a cave and I love first times!

Kinda difficult to enter the cave

We had to bend really low or we'll be hit by the stalactites.

It seems they were formed long before I was born

There's an inviting cool, clear water inside the cave but we weren't able to take a dip.

It says 12 ft deep! But worry not. You will be required to wear a life jacket to ensure safety.

I feel much safer sitting here :)

I wanted to walk towards the Dream Islet but the water started rising up.

When we stepped on the islet, I thought this place is nice for a private party.

You'll have the view of the cottages on one side

The serene beachfront on this side..

And the captivating horizon as backdrop on the other side.

Okay, don't you wonder where the other guests are? We only see them during meal time!

and the kids are nowhere to be found!

On our second day of stay, we availed of the spa services at Mithi Spa. The spa is located on the other side of the resort. We were fetch by a golf cart.