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scolded for pda

January 26, 2009 rose Leave a comment

pda as in public display of affection.

we went to a government office this morning for me to undergo a medical exam. after the medical exam, we (me and hubby) sat on a bench while waiting for hubby’s officemate to pick us up.

i was putting my left hand on hubby’s right shoulder. we were sharing earphones, very silently singing songs, laughing (silently too). a guard approached us.

guard: why are you sitting here?

hubby: we’re waiting for someone.

guard: don’t sit like that. you’re in a government office.

hubby: ok. i’m sorry sir.

guard: you wait outside, boy!

so, we flew.

and that was pda here? hmnnnn…. lesson i learned today.  but please guard,  don’t shout.

Categories: Culture, Rules, Serious

the reunion

January 22, 2009 rose 1 comment

i sat for 12 hours. i wanted to sleep but i couldn’t. you see, i’m the kind of person who couldn’t sleep, no matter how sleepy or tired i am, unless i am in the most proper sleeping position. what to expect but severe headache! when you force yourself to sleep but you can’t for some reasons, you are getting yourself a headache. this was what i got myself.

i took the entertainment system’s control, listened to music, closed my eyes, wrapped myself with a blanket, put my legs on top of something, moved to right, moved to the left, traveled to the comfort room, scratched my body, sat on the bowl, put some lotion on, sat again, watched movies, ate, drank, read magazines, talked to a seatmate, turned the lights on and off. what else!

12 hours was just too long. it hurt my whole body.

at last we landed. safe. it’s 2:40 a.m. i lined up for the immigration officer’s interview, had my iris scanned, lined up again and finally got my luggage. how long did it take? about an hour and 20 minutes.

i was excited. was running to get out of the airport, nervous to be alone. i scanned the crowd. searched for him. never found him. moved and moved. dragged my luggage. then he’s there. right in front of me. in shorts and cap. hugging me. i missed him. GOD, i missed him so much. that moment was magic.

he took my lugggage, led the way. i was telling him my stories. we were hugging and holding each other. he wasn’t at all listening to my stories. he just smiled and told me he missed me.

he waited for me at the airport long before the plane was landed. he was awake for more than 12 hours.

and so, we slept. :P

my big day, a glimpse

January 22, 2009 rose Leave a comment
for better or for best

for better or for best

Categories: love, marriage