12.10.06
And then the princess leaned over, picked up the slime-filled frog and gave it a kiss.
**poof**
Why is it that finding the right person for you seems like such a daunting task? Is it because we try so hard and exert so much effort in finding the right one that more often that it only leads to disappointment? Perhaps we get more thrills with the search rather than the find. Perhaps it gives us a sense of false hope that someone out there is really meant for us. We go to such great lengths in so many avenues desperately searching for the one that we believe can complete us. We spend so many hours looking chatting over the internet, dancing in clubs, sweating at the gym, going out of town, eagerly wanting to bump into the love. We even go to the unlikely places to find love, sauna baths, movie houses, weddings, bookstores, and sex clubs. Hey, not that I’m saying you won’t find love there but often our need drives us to leave no stone unturned, making us appear a little desperate.
If you believe in fairytales, there’s always a young princess that needs rescuing whether from a dragon, a witch, or from a tower in some castle. And of course the story won’t be complete if there’s no handsome young knight, prince that will come to the rescue and save the day. And they shall live happily ever after. Even if Cinderella turned out to be a nagger; Snow White a pathological liar; or Sleeping Beauty to be lazier than a sloth. The happy in ever after comes when you realize that the princess was not the person you hoped or the prince not as gallant as you thought. The happy comes when their faults don’t matter, when their mistakes don’t bother you, when you decide that the past is past and you only hope for a better life together.
What about the Frog Prince? The only reason I liked this particular fairytale is that this time it was the prince that needed rescuing. Come to think of it, how many frogs are you willing to kiss to find the right one? And how many frogs will kiss you before they realize that it is you they’re looking for?
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Last night, I went out with Icko in an event/birthday party of his friend. It was somewhere in Tomas Morato and to be honest it was not my really my cup of tea. Even if I love events, bands, parties especially birthdays, this one was, let’s just say, the gods seemed to be against it. It was raining on and off the whole night, the crowd was the type you’d probably see in a village fiesta, the setting was on a street, the hosts were lousy, service was terrible. The only good thing I can say about the event was that the booze were free. J*ge*me*st*r, S**y Vo*ka , and S*n Mi*uel were some of the sponsors of the event so the drinks were pretty good. Though as the night dragged on, I so badly wanted to be somewhere else, anywhere else but there. But of course, I was with Icko and his friends (which I liked by the way) so I had to stay. And half past one we decided to call it a night. We said our goodbyes and went off our way. Here’s the redeeming factor of the night I had. Icko and I braved the downpour to get a cab. And then we started talking about many things, and here’s an excerpt.
Icko: Thank you!
Noel: For what?
Icko: For staying with me and meeting with my friends. I know it wasn’t exactly the best night we had.
Noel: It’s ok. I had fun just being with you.
Silence. We kissed and held hands.
Icko: My head hurts. I think I had too many drinks.
Noel: I gestured him to sleep on my lap. And he rested.
Icko: I love you baby!
Noel: I love you too.
Icko: Don’t you dare leave me.
Noel: I won’t if you promise not to hurt me.
Icko: I won’t.
For the next 20 minutes or so I was just brushing my fingers on his hair and looking at him. Not saying a word, I watched him sleep so peaceful in my lap. I realized then how much I really felt for this person.
Noel: Let’s get married.
He stood up. Surprised.
Icko: Are you serious?
Noel: Well, it kinda just sorta came out of my mouth. But then again, why not?
Icko: But why me?
Noel: Coz… I just think we should.
At that time, I wasn’t thinking straight. I just thought that after all the crap I’ve gone through I don’t want this to be just another relationship. Perhaps I wasn’t that serious when I said what I said but some part of me wanted it so bad. I wanted to settle down and share my life with someone without worrying of the repercussions.
Icko: Alright, when?
Noel: On your birthday.
Not another word was said about it. I think we both understood what each other felt. Both fear and uncertainty accompanied with love and excitement lingered inside the cab all the way home.
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*poof*
The frog turned into a handsome young man.
After kissing so many frogs and not finding the right one, where do you go from there? Frogs will always be frogs. They will not turn into prince charming no matter how many you kiss or how you kiss them. You just have to pick out the best frog on the pond and hope for the best. (Shout out to my best friend Nat!)
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