Sunday, January 01, 2006

TIME TO COME HOME

12-19-2005 23:30 CET. It has been almost 1½ hours now since the plane took off. At last, I’m going back home again. This is the day I’ve been eagerly anticipating for the past 22 days.
It’s time for dinner, while family back home is probably having breakfast now. And my boyfriend? He’s still probably very much asleep. Usually, if I spend weekends in his place, definitely I’m already poking his nose and kissing him just to wake him up. Now I’m missing him.
The time difference is indeed quite hard. We only get to chat when he has already wrapped up things at work while I just got on board. It’s funny how he wishes that I have good day when on the other hand, I wish that he already had a good one.
We just had a short conversation over the phone today. I was so embarrassed to learn that I woke up his mom at 3 in the morning when I was trying to call him. I was aware of the time in Manila but I was just so eager to call him up to tell him I was watching his most favorite musical – RENT. I was just so excited to let him hear the ensemble sing “Seasons of Love”. All the time I was watching it, I kept thinking about my boyfriend and hoping I was watching it with him.
In just a few hours, I’ll be home again. What’s crazy is that the in-flight radio is playing Michael Buble’s “Home”.
“Everything will be alright,
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home”
Indeed, it’s time to be home. I may have been to places, but nothing really compares with home – back in the arms of my lover. I just miss those warm hugs and sweet kisses. I may not have a white Christmas but I think I got the best Christmas gift ever – have to spent wonderful times with my boyfriend. It’s going to be our 3rd Christmas together and I know we’ll be spending a lot more. Merry Christmas sweetie.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Missing Wooks


Wooks had been in Germany for work for more than a week already and words can't even begin to describe how I miss him. His work brings him around places. This time he'll be away for 3 weeks. We had been exchanging text messages across the miles and the 7 hour timezone difference is not helping.

wins: Good morning hon!
wooks: Hey sweetie. it's 6 degrees here. work is piling up left and right and i'm having a hard time on some of the tasks. my neck is hurting. missing you a lot.
wins: Hey don't sweat it out much. I'm sure you can do it. I know you're good at this. Like I always said, you are better at this than me.

Words of encouragement can never be enough. He always says that I have better work e.q. than him but he sure does have better work ethics. I know he could use a really big warm hug this time. I miss the boy and I know he knows it.

While wooks had been away, I recently tried to make good use of my time by catching up on my DVD watching. A friend recommended 2 romantic Korean films (I'm not big on Korean movies but this one got shoved up in my playlist), The Classic and Il Mare.

The movies turned out to be beautiful heart warming tearjerkers and should be on everyone's list of romantic films. The subtitles had been poorly translated but it made the movie more endearing because the simple (and often times distorted) grammar made me realize that one does not have to be superfluously eloquent to tell someone how important they are. It took me the two-movie marathon to realize that watching painfully romantic korean films while your boyfriend is away is clearly a bad idea. Can't wait to watch the movies again with wooks.