And comments were pouring in, huh?

Yesterday's theme was about love and panliligaw. Just when we all thought it's another trending topic, it sadly wasn't so. The photo above was the screenshot of my status and was also my contribution to yesterday's subject.

I'd say that I've got some of those fondest memories of being courted; from receiving love letters in my doorstep, surprising me with breakfast in bed on a Saturday morning when I was in sixth grade, to having our love story published in the newspaper and eventually in a book. All of those make me feel giddy and ladylike of course though there are times I feel that it's too much.

Then came this guy who I thought would be able to make such a huge sacrifice -- by sacrifice which meant even if its inflicting himself with so much effort that I could not imagine of doing. What I wrote above was my entry to Sentisabado yesterday. Yes. That guy actually did that. Walk from my house in Angono all the way to the Antipolo Cathedral in the scorching 12 noon heat. At first, I did not feel happy about it. Upon knowing that, I even snottily said, "sinabi ko bang maglakad ka mula dito hanggang Antipolo?"

But don't get me wrong. Of course I felt sorry too especially when friends and people we both knew came up to me and testified that the act was for real. Yes, you read that right, there were witnesses who verified the seemingly crazy move that he did. We became a couple (as boyfriend-girlfriend) for a time being --five years and two months. He's now an ex and I'm now single again. Yet, when I think of it now, I still can't help but ask; why in the world would a guy like him do such things?

It could be that a girl is a precious being worthy who deserves something worth having thus guys are willing to endure sacrifice. I want to ask was I that special to him then, for him to do that one, but that's a question I can't verbalize nor think of in my head.

They say it is love can make any person do even the most outrageous things. Would you really agree? Maybe you could convince me with your opinions.

To be able to recall dreams. If superheroes have innate powers of having x-ray vision, this is my version of it. Regardless of how long my dreams in my sleep are, I am able to vividly get back to it (in detail) the following morning.

And it's the same whether the dream is funny, simple or even weird. Case in point: I once dreamed about this guy I have a secret crush on, getting married to someone at 3 AM in a church. He had people including a Makati traffic aide, in uniform, as a witness. The oddest part? Just as the ceremony ended, I saw him and his bride being kidnapped by ninjas and being brought to separate vehicles. It's weird really, that I woke up dazed the following morning.

These days, I have been crossing paths with one of my friends who I have not seen in years. This friend left for a worthy cause and while I was sad upon knowing the unexpected departure, I tried not to show it. Then it was on this dream that occurred to me years ago that I was able to tell him the disconsolation that I was feeling. But there, in that same occurrence he told me not to be sad, because my friend will be back.

While it gave me a weird feeling in the morning, I dismissed it thinking it was just like any other figment of imagination in my sleep. I documented that dream on an old journal just like the others. And few nights ago, out of nothing, I decided to browse on that journal. And as I try to sew everything, it just hit me -- what was in that dream came to happen.

If my friend owed up to his word and fulfilled his promise of if this is just a mere coincidence, I still don't know and I can't tell. All I know now is this:

My friend is now back. And I am more than happy.

*Image: Deviantart.com

Me: Awww!!!! Si Sam Milby!!!! (complete with that girly, giddy reaction)

A: Ang pogi!!!!