Ting-ay who?
Ting-ay is that cute stuffed toy that I bought for my then "crush" Christine. She was on a three month long training in Belgium at the time and a friend of ours is going to Amsterdam. Since our friend and Christine had plans of seeing each other in Europe, I thought I'd like to give her a gift to remember me by. So I shopped around for a stuffed toy, things boys usually give to girls they like, and shipped it to Amsterdam together with some locally made chocolates and a pack of
I thought I'd never cry when I take my wife Christine to the airport. Afterall, it was I who told her that she has to accept that ILO internship in Geneva. I just thought it would do good for her esteem and profession if she took this opportunity. Well, I maintain that I am right in that argument but a burst of sentimentalism suddenly ran through me at the airport. I tried my best to be my jolly self when I saw her off but the moment I walked away, tears started falling.
Eventhough the internship is a realitively short engagement, it will still be three months worth of loneliness. I still see our bed and it is too big for me right now. I just can't imagine not having my wife sneak up on me while I am cooking dinner or her annoying me with her anxiety attacks.
I can't wait for November. I can't wait for her to come. I can't wait until I get hug her again.
I LOVE YOU CHRISTINE
I though I'd share this with the rest of the world. It is part of an article written by a former Dean at the University of the Philippines' College of Law arguing the need for a law governing reproductive health in the Philippines (http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropinion/columns/view/20080725-150482/Separating-Church-and-State-fact-from-fiction). Currently the Catholic Church has again taken up arms, calling on the "pious" and the "believers" to oppose any measures by Philippine Congress to pass the Reproductive Health Bill. I call this their way of shoving the poverty syndrome down into the throats of the ever increasing poor Filipinos.
I am not a Catholic and I am sorry that many Catholics have become blind believers of the dogmas and lies their patriarchal culture has passed on to them. For starters, God does not literally put favors on the poor, only to the poor in spirit.
I AM GOING TO MEXICO!!!!
sas twice to the United States and in Canada. To tell you frankly that was not a very good feeling. It depressed me to the bone when I was denied and accused of wanting to stay in their countries and not go back. How would you expect me to feel when I was judged mainly for how I look by people who pride themseleves to be good judges of charater only be asking questions lasting for no longer that five minutes? To think that I was able to get a visa to Mexico without much frill! AAARRRGGHHH!!!! That was a big blow to my self esteem and it still hurst just thinking about it. I told my wife that I have already developed a phobia going to embassies for visa applications.
Yup! That I am... leaving on a jet plane. This post is not about me by the way.
For the past week and days, that has been my status message on my YM. The thing is, my wife is leaving me. Yes, she is leaving me after seven months of blissful marriage. It's not what you think though. We are not separating (I still want kids)! She is going on a three-month internship in Geneva. I, on the other hand will stay here to look over the house, feed the chicken and do the laundry. Hahaha! I am exagerating of course.
Kidding aside, I will miss my wife. For the past months that we have been living together, we have developed rituals and involuntary routines that I will find difficulty coping without. I used to enjoy a life of independence (translation, I can do things on my own). I do the laundry, cook my meals, wash the dishes, go to church, and even clean the house on my own time, more whenever I feel like it.
Everything has changed after we got married last December. Although I still do the cooking and my share of the laundry, it is Christine who sets the table (sometimes), wash the dishes, pack my lunch, and fold the dry laundry. In short, she does the things that I don't feel like doing.
Now that she will be away for three months, I will have a hard time adjusting. While they say that it is good that I will be single for three months, it will be extremely lonely for me. No cuddling in the mornings, no packed lunch, and tons of unfolded laundry on the bed. Oh my, what will I do without my Christine?!?!?!
I guess when I take her to the airport on Monday, after wiping that bit of tear in my eye, I will just look forward in excitment and count the days until November 6. That is the day I will get to kiss her again.
Wow! It has been over a month since my last entry. Type really has flown by so fast. I was a bit busy with a lot of stuff lately especially since my Christine will be away for the next three months for an internship in Geneva, and I am still adjusting to my new job. Not to mention things are really going fast at Youth Coalition and they are sending me to Mexico next week.
Yup. I am not kidding, a bunch of young people whom I have not met in my entire life, only through internet and email, are sending me halfway around the world to attend an international conference on HIV and AIDS. Well, the same thing goes for my wife, she got her internship online.
Anyway, that is not the point. Come to think of it I don't have a point. Just want to point out that I am still here. Hopefully with more entries next time. Was not able to do so before, I do hope would have more time this time...hahaha...
