snapshots of my so-called life

TTMO – that was my YM status yesterday. Upon first glance, it would seem like an obscene word or expression. Some of my friends even messaged me and asked me about it. Some thought that it was funny in a “green” kind of way. Hahaha It actually is just an acronym for Time To Move On. If I remember it right, I got that from my college friend, Mario. He was one of my constant companions back in the day when I was nursing a broken heart. He would always say, "TTMO, girl".

Well, I posted that acronym as my status because of a recent event in my life. I realized that it’s about time to make things happen in my life and move on from my dormant existence. The signs are now clear; it seems that everything is falling into place. There’s no more point in delaying, the time is now.

From: Cris Lauranne Sumera, CPG/
Sent: Monday, February 18, 2008 11:39 AM
To: Jucyn B. Gargalicana, CPG/
Subject: Swak Article
Importance: Low

Sharing… sobrang swak ‘to! Got this from peyups (http://peyups.com/article.khtml?sid=4362).

Why I Wouldn't Settle
Contributed by joycemorrison (Edited by arwen)
Friday, August 31, 2007 @ 06:35:04 PM
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I'm in my thirties and a victim of those rude questions as to why I'm not yet married, why I don't have a decent boyfriend to speak of, what the hell's wrong with me. But why force myself? If I don't feel it in my bones that I'm supposed to be with a guy, we surely wouldn't be. I mean, we could be "okay" together, and fine, we'll be friends. But if he can't get past my black nail polish or I don't dig his chain-smoking habit, there's zero chance for us to be more than pals. I'll get off at the next stop, thank you very much.

It doesn't even sound appealing, "settling down." It's not like you find the chair you are most comfortable with and then sit on it like a Lazy Boy. Is that what a relationship is? There might be some who'd say, why yes, that's exactly what a good relationship is. But I trust it's more than that. I need no Lazy Boy -- I want a rocking chair. Comfort is good, but I need Passion. I need Fire that will be stoked with an equal Fire of my own. Carrie Bradshaw couldn't have said it plainer to the Russian: I want a ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other Love. A tall order but hey, it's worth the wait.

It's not that I don't go out and meet guys. I do. I understand that I have to do my part of being -- what do you call it? -- "out there". Jeez, I've been out there for as long as I can remember. I enjoy and have fun hanging out with them. And I must admit that there are a couple of "prospective" blokes around, a few even quite perfect to be with, you know? Just not the one for me.

So what do I look for in a man, I've been asked countless times. None of your freakin' business, I've replied. But once and for all, here goes.. it's pretty simple, actually: I want someone who'll make my heart bounce. For the rest of my life.

No "honeymoon period" for us. I want a relationship with a honeymoon all throughout, right until our dying day. Is that too much to ask? Perhaps. But I'm stubborn as stubborn does. I just know that there's a guy who's capable to perpetually woo me even after we've had 3 children, 6 grandchildren, and 12 great grandchildren. And he need not worry for I shall as well accordingly respond to his courtship.

I never forgot what I read in one of my personal bibles (The Bridge Across Forever, Richard Bach, Dell Books). It went something, like, we must not settle for a lukewarm lover and mild happiness. For deep down we know that lukewarm will turn cold, and mild happiness will become a nameless sadness.

I certainly will try my darn best not to fall into such death trap. I agree that it's nice to have someone to share things with and all that. But if it were merely for the sake of having a boyfriend, let alone a husband -- I wouldn't be only fooling myself, but also be leading the poor guy on. Being selfish is purely human, but I'll take my chances. Besides, I'd rather be single and endure the tactless comments of relatives and old schoolmates, than be with someone who doesn't have the gift to good-naturedly suffer my querks.

And what would make my heart bounce? Aarr. Let that be the deliciously incandescent quality of the man. Really, if I have to give out instructions.. man, I'd rather kill myself.

So I sound a tad jaded. Big deal. Even my own best friends accuse me of being a.. commitment-phobe. Now, waitjustaneffingminute! What am I, a man? Heaven forbid. Please. I don't chicken out of engagements. I don't dangle my mate like a puppet. I don't string along.. oh alright. I don't mean to offend the opposite gender, considering my would-be significant other is part of the male specie. Come to think of it, I think these commitment-phobic people only seem that way because they simply haven't met their match, you know? And when they do, they'd just know it. Just the way I would, too. I don't jump into pseudo-relationships because of the sole but crystal clear reason that I'm holding out for The One. Yes, The One Who Will Make My Heart Bounce. Is that so hard to understand?

The ever cynical Janeane Garofalo reckons that there might be one person in the world for you, but you don't get to meet them. But there are some people who are good at making the person they're with the one. Not bad. But, who really knows, eh? I follow my own heart. Period. When it's time, it's time.

Hhaaha! Oo nga!! :)

The books she's referring to is one of my favorites. Sobrang totoo ;)

I never forgot what I read in one of my personal bibles (The Bridge Across Forever, Richard Bach, Dell Books). It went something, like, we must not settle for a lukewarm lover and mild happiness. For deep down we know that lukewarm will turn cold, and mild happiness will become a nameless sadness.

From: Cris Lauranne Sumera, CPG/
Sent: Monday, February 18, 2008 11:47 AM
To: Jucyn B. Gargalicana, CPG/
Subject: RE: Swak Article

I like this line: I want a ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other Love. A tall order but hey, it's worth the wait.

Haaaaay! When it’s time, it’s time.

From: Jucyn B. Gargalicana, CPG/
Sent: Monday, February 18, 2008 11:51 AM
To: Cris Lauranne Sumera, CPG/
Subject: RE: Swak Article

It's all Cupid's fault. Haha!

From: Cris Lauranne Sumera, CPG/
Sent: Monday, February 18, 2008 11:52 AM
To: Jucyn B. Gargalicana, CPG/3875
Subject: RE: Swak Article

It’s about time somebody shot that little shit! Bwahaha!

At hindi nga ako nagkamali sa aking naging desisyon, naging napakasaya nang aming pagsasama, napakarami naming nabuong mga ala-ala. Tukso man nang mas bata at mas matipuno ay dumating, hinding-hindi ko siya pagpapalit dahil labis na siyang napamahal sa akin.

At dahil diyan, nais kong ibahagi ang ilang tanda nang masaya naming pagsasama nang aking camera! Haha Akala niyo kung sino ano?! Happy Birthday to my dear Yoji (Fuji Finepix S9600)! :)