Hello world, it’s been a couple of months since I last blogged. Close to a year, in fact! My last post was dated 1 December 2015.

So many things happened in between. I don’t know where and how to begin.

Firstly, I’ve officially turned 21 and am legally an adult. I didn’t hold a grand party like most of my peers do. Instead, I opted to celebrate my birthday by meeting old and new friends alike throughout the month of July and spent the actual day with my boyfriend and family.

Next, I dropped my Marketing Major and focusing solely on Human Resources. I hope to eventually find a HR job in the Hospitality industry after I graduate. However, I’m aware that the economy is down now and it’s unlikely recover anytime soon. Hence,  I’m willing to try out any jobs that come my way, even with lesser (albeit not by too much) pay. What’s most important is that I’m able to learn new things and get experience.

Apart from that, it’s been a year since my maternal grandfather passed away (he left us on 24 September 2015) and also the last time since I’ve returned to Bohol, Philippines.

My mum recently applied to become a citizen of Singapore (she’s currently a PR). We’ll only know of the results next year.

Lastly (no, not really), My boyfriend and I plan to seek marriage approval from the Ministry of Manpower (a.k.a. MOM) next year, most likely after I graduate from University. It’s necessary to do so as he’s a work-permit holder. According to the MOM site, failure to do so will result in the withdrawal of his work permit (which means that he’s unable to work in Singapore anymore) and he may not be able to enter Singapore for a period of time.

There’re obviously a couple of things that I’ve yet to mention, but I’d probably leave it for another time. Bye for now.


Passion for writing… Gone

This is going to be a pretty sporadic post.

I remember the days where I used to bring along a few pieces of paper/notebook and a pen or two out just so I can keep record of what was happening in my daily life. After which, I’d transfer what I’ve written to my blog when I got home (I used to own one when I was a primary & secondary school student) – with a little editing here and there of course. 🙂

I wouldn’t say that I have a fantastic grasp of the English language; in fact, till today, I still don’t get what are nouns, adjectives and the like. Funnily enough, I usually get good grades in English. Once, I got a B for an exam and I broke down in the middle of class as I had expected an A… Well, that was pretty embarrassing. Oops, I have digressed a little.

Anyway, to cut the long story short, I really enjoyed writing when I was little. That’s why I opted to take Mass Communication when I graduated from secondary school as I believed it was my passion. Well, I thought wrong. Somehow along the way, I did not enjoy writing as much as before and I struggled quite a bit for my writing assignments. And that was also part of the reason why I stopped blogging altogether.

I think I can safely say that my English has deteriorated significantly. 😦

I remember how I used to say that my blog is an essential part of my life because it comprises of memories and experiences, be it good or bad. Unfortunately, everything’s gone now as I’ve deleted most of my posts. I just gotta rely on my long-term memory and pray it won’t fail me… yet.

Writing has become more of a chore over the years, and I don’t really like that. Where did my love for it go?


How it all began…

The boy took the time off his busy schedule to attend my graduation ceremony (4 May)

The boy took the time off his busy schedule to attend my graduation ceremony (4 May)

I met my boyfriend through a mutual friend in September 2013.

I remember my first impression of him wasn’t exactly that good. I thought he was quite ‘wild’; often frequenting clubs, smoke, picking up chicks and so on. (Which I later found out he was, but that was a couple of years back, and he’s now a changed person) He was quite friendly, but I knew I had to keep my guard up for fear of being his next ‘victim’. Little did I know that I’d one day end up falling for him.

It all started when he initiated a conversation with me on Facebook, a few days after our first meeting. At that point of time, I was still wary of him because he seemed a little too friendly, it’s as though he was trying to flirt with me. Nevertheless, I responded to his messages since I thought it was harmless fun. It’s not like I was going to see him again, right? (How wrong I was)

A few days later, I discovered WeChat and decided to add him as a contact. That was the start of our daily conversations. He would send messages to me whenever he’s free (he’s working most of the time) and would call me whenever he knocks off from work. It’s like we’re already together, but in actual fact, we’re not.

Our first ‘date’ was to East Coast Park, during his day off. He rented the double bike since I can’t cycle for nuts so I happily sat behind him as he took control of everything. After some time of cycling, we stopped to rest. We laid on the rocks by the waters and watched the sunset while listening to music. It felt like a scene out of a romance movie, only that we were just platonic friends… then.

We had dinner afterwards and we talked about our past relationship experiences. He got extremely shocked when he saw me tearing up all of a sudden and tried his best to cheer me up. He even offered me his shoulder to lean on, which I did, eventually. At that point of time, he was already starting to develop feelings for me but I was completely unaware of it.

He didn’t contact me much over the next two weeks. He still sent morning texts but it just didn’t feel the same. I was too used to getting so much attention from him beforehand that now that he’s contacting me lesser, I felt something amiss. One night, I decided to ring him up because I was feeling low and he immediately stopped whatever he was doing to talk to me, to cheer me up.

His calls got more frequent after that night. I remember there were a couple of times he said he misses me and I simply laughed it off. I thought he was just joking so I didn’t really think much of it. As I kept getting mixed signals, I told myself to stop harboring so much hopes, and I even thought of ignoring him completely the next time he tries to contact me… but I didn’t.

I remember he was slightly tipsy one particular night, and we were cracking jokes when he suddenly said, “Can I like you? I guess it’s impossible, right?” I immediately responded “Huh?” and he apologised for spouting nonsense as he had too much to drink. I didn’t think much of it until a few days/weeks later.

I was feeling miserable on that particular night so I decided to call him. As usual, he stopped everything he was doing then to listen to me sobbing and ranting incessantly. He gave pretty good advice, but he sort of nagged at me, which reminded me a lot of my dad so I exclaimed, “You sound a lot like my dad! So should I call you daddy?” He then said, “No, I want to be your boyfriend, not your dad.” Thinking that I heard wrongly, I asked him to repeat what he just said, but he didn’t want to. I left it just at that.

A few days later, he confessed that he had feelings for me. It wasn’t exactly very romantic; in fact I thought it was pretty daring of him to state that he likes me AND he knows that I like him too. I was literally left speechless. What made him have such a strong confidence?

But anyway, long story cut short – We had a good talk about our past and what we hope to achieve together in future. Many things occurred in between now and then (more of me getting insecure and flaring up at him/ignoring him/pushing him away) but he never fails to give up on me.

We officially got together on 21 November 2013.

Well, actually, probably a week or two before the “official day” but I guess it’s all good. It’s easier to remember this way. 🙂

He’s a good listening ear, a good partner and well, basically, he’s awesome. He has met my family, including my grandparents… I’ve seen his parents via video call when he was back in his hometown… We got similar Christmas gifts for each other (couple necklaces!) which was such a coincidental thing – we think alike, I guess. He always look out for me and never fails to do his best to make me happy. He never breaks any of his promises to me.

I really appreciate how understanding and patient he has been with me so far. Although I’m uncertain about how the future will turn out for the both of us, I pray we’ll always play an important role in each other’s lives and grow old together.