keeping it real

In a little more than 24 hours, my boyfriend and I will be officially two years together. Because of conflicting work/school schedules, we had to celebrate it early today with the premier show at Philippine Fashion Week and (500) Days of Summer. It was an awesome weekend/start, as we were able to celebrate with two art forms we adore: fashion and film. 🙂

After seeing the film, he mentioned that he’s no Tom. I was quiet at first–not because I was disappointed but because my head and heart were unsure how to react. Maybe three years ago I would have hated that he wasn’t a crazy romantic. But we’ve been together for nearly two years. Why should I doubt that he isn’t sure? To be truly sure about someone you love is a matter of sticking to that person and making sure what you have works. And we’ve definitely been doing that. 🙂

Love isn’t about fulfilling expectations we’ve created from movies, music, or tv shows. It’s about discovering the possibilities with what you already have or may have.

My favorite line from the movie pretty much sums up what I have to say: “Robin is better than the girl of my dreams. She’s real.” -Paul, (500) days of summer 🙂

My dream guy would be more talkative. He’d have abs like Zac Efron and probably have some dance training. But I fell for a guy who’s taciturn but has a lot on his mind. He’s got a lovely belly to poke and a singing voice that melts me every time. Benjo’s way more awesome than my dream guy. He’s real. He’s my boyfriend. 🙂

bittersweet

I’ll be entering a new chapter of my life next week. The first chapter/season of post-graduate life has been an interesting ride, but it’s time for me to change setting and move on to a more practical setting. I’ve finally been offered a full time job as a web content writer at an online company. I honestly didn’t expect this, since the interview and offer happened in just two weeks (or to be exact, 5 days found in two weeks). From teaching children in a playful setting, I’ll be moving to an office set up in Makati. An abrupt chage indeed, but a more stable change I need to do.

I broke the news to my first kid/tutee today. He asked why and suddenly hugged me. :(( I knew no hug would be enough, but alas, we both have to go forward. Thank you Johann, for being such a joy to teach. Your crazy antics, endless hunger, and boyish sweetness will not be forgotten. =) I’m going to miss everyone else too–my fellow teachers, my first boss, and the other crazy kids. I’ve grown to like teaching, and maybe years from now, I’ll find myself shaping young minds all over again.