A few days ago, I received this from a local courier:

A mail from Havaianas!!!

Hmm. Interesting.

Then I opened it and asked myself, "What's this? An origami?"

Umm. What now?

Havaianas is just so full of surprises! Aren't they?

BUT ALAS!!!

No thanks to the blasted weather, I couldn't make it today... *sigh*

Let's just stare at these images for 30 seconds to find out what they're launching, shall we?

Or check out the official page at http://www.havaianasphilippines.com/musthavs/

When I wanted to put a stop to my ala telenovela love life and begin living in the real world, THIS HAPPENS. Michael wanted a classic love story, you know, contrary to my all-star blockbuster much hyped big budget love dramas -- and this time I wanted some peace and quiet as well. Yet, here comes Acer. It was practically calling us out and beckoning for us to tell The RameNoodle Chronicles (The Story of the Mongols) -- and so we did.

It wasn't a sugar-coated 400-word entry to say the least. In fact, it was deep down hardcore truth. No frills. No bullshit. Just Michael and Maria.



Turned out so many people actually left comments feeling positive, giving us the go signal, and wishing us well. Wow! T'was just amazing really that Michael and I came to our senses and so, LOVE HAPPENS.

Initially, I wrote him a limerick. What's that? Google it! OR better yet, go Wiki! So here's what I wrote for him BEFORE we even decided to join the contest:

I've known a boy named Michael Vincent
He always looked young and innocent
I've known him 23 years
He never got angry or fierce
And he was bright as a fluorescent.

He says I annoy him quite a lot
Maybe he's fond of me, is he not?
I get on his nerves
Like active/ passive verbs
Well, a crush on me is what he's got!

Why he hardly spoke to me before?
Because our friends would tease us for sure
Maybe they always saw
How the boy drops his jaw
But to him, I was a woman, not a whore.

He watched over me like an angel
St. Michael, you know, the archangel?
He helped and guided me
To be better, I should be,
So he became my guardian angel.

Whenever I needed someone to talk to
He gives advice with no further ado
I feel he's always right
And I could never win a fight
Against Michael Vincent, even if I sue.

It often rains when we go out,
But it is a blessing, no doubt
It could be a sign
The boy could be mine
And something else is starting to sprout.

Now the girl in me opened her eyes
And much to my chagrin and surprise
It was I who had fallen
My heart was stolen
By him, who beyond his years, was wise.

He makes sense in everything he does
He wasn't anymore the boy he once was
Now a man of honor
Not just a paramour
I should be a Lady, not a lass.

To deserve having him in my life,
I too should avoid jealousy and strife
Be patient, honest, true
Just to name a few
The makings of a loving, faithful wife.

I hope that in time our chance will come
To feel, perhaps, love and then some
I think it'd be great
And this is our fate
If we look back at where we were from.

Classmates for 13 years, seatmates for 4
Please come back home to Philippine shores
When u do get back
I tell you this fact
This time I'm really opening my doors.

I know we can do it, we'll do it right
Together, we are a pretty sight
Michael Vincent and me
Happy we can be
Be truly deeply in love, we just might.


And then came his reply:


Maria is a girl i know almost my entire life.
The classmate and seat mate that almost made my left ear deaf.
She was so annoying and noisy back then.
We shared the laughter we shared the tears
Through all 23 years.
One day I had to leave my hometown
Went to a different country and tried to settle down.
The voice was gone
The noise was won...
Yet i missed it, like it was music to my ears best to none.
I dreamed of her and thought of her
What can I say?
I missed her
Come what may.
Then Facebook came
I entered her name
Found her there then it was clear
I wanted her near & I needed her dear.
The day will come
When i get home
And together again it shall be just her and me.
Till that day comes along...
In facebook we wont be alone,
Until then we shall see,
The story of my Maria and me.


And so, we would like to thank our friends who voted for us and the people we hardly knew who came across our page and ended up voting for us, too... We probably wouldn't win if not for ALL of you. :)






Thank you, thank you, thank you everyone. <3

Here's a screenshot of our page:



HAHAHA! Need a microscope to read it? Check it out here instead: http://apps.facebook.com/acer-connects/view.php?id=1059

THANK YOU SO MUCH ACER. Really, we couldn't thank everyone enough... so again, MUCHAS GRACIAS! ^_^

Scenario: At home. After lunch. My 64-year-old mother, GTV, goes inside my room.



GTV: I'm going to Bohol for the Mother Butler convention. I'm taking the PSP. Mai, when you're not busy, can you put some games into it? So I can play some.

MyMaria: Games? What games?

GTV: You know, PACMAN, and stuff. (She means the non-3D games!!!)

MyMaria: If you want PACMAN, you should trade that PSP with Clarke's Nintendo.

GTV: Huh? There's no PACMAN for PSP?


GTV walks out the door.


MyMaria *rolls her eyes* and turns back to Vincenzo, "Did you hear that?"


Vincenzo: "Yeeaaah. Whoaaa! Your mom is soooo cool." ^_^



PAK!



~~~ What the hell... So does anyone have PACMAN for PSP? Preferably, the non-3D version that she means. Or any non-3D games for that matter. Tsk! I should have gotten her a Nintendo instead of that PSP. Anyone wanna trade? Tee hee. :P



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~ The Story of the Mongols ~

Full story in here:
http://mymaria.multiply.com/journal/item/388/The_Search_is_FINALLY_Over

Since the moment I let myself join the dating game, I’ve gone through quite a number of relationships and met all sorts of guys ranging from the stereotyped intellectuals, to your average Joe or Juan Tamad, to those bastards whose brains are probably as small as their favorite appendages. So looking back at almost 15 years of searching for true love, a playful smile is seen on my face as I reminisce and remember the lessons learned from all my past relationships, which have molded me into what I am now (more or less, the girlfriend/wife material maybe). Tee hee! I think now is high time to apply all the Dating 101 lessons I have been studying all these years.

I’d like to think I am not the type to rush into a relationship because I do know that only those “desperate” ones are in a hurry. The rule says, “You can’t hurry love.” I do not think I am the desperate kind either. Maybe the relationships are the ones that rush towards me, for fear that if I may not be in one, I might just lead the solitary life. Haha.

So where does this leave me now? Well, I’m glad to have found Mr. Right. (Yup, it’s him alright!) And maybe he is physically not with me right now but he is real. But the thing is, who’s rushing? Well, I can tell you my mom is. She’s bugging the hell out of me already to get hitched and give her a grandkid. Geez. At this day and age, that’s not really something you can just decide on overnight, is it? Then again, no one is getting any younger. So, we’ll just really have to go with the flow. In other words, let’s wait and see.

For now, I’m enjoying the company of me, myself, and I. Trying to get through each day, while missing someone, isn’t really my cup of tea. But I’m not complaining.

I read that missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will. So I’m pretty positive that day will come; considering now that it’s September, well, time flies. I think my Christmas this year is going to be extraordinarily special. 

But for now, Skype becomes everybody’s best friend. Exhibit A:




...and Exhibit B:



Awww... so it ain't that bad, you know. ^_^

One thing I realized after all these years of trial and error, working things out and even holding on to something that you should have let go already or believing that nothing lasts forever, it’s the truth that one truly cares for someone else and loves that person when one accepts the fact that the other person’s happiness is more important than their own. I know this idea can launch a thousand debates but really, think about it. It doesn’t just go one way. If the other person does the same thing, then everybody’s happy! Bottomline: Love seeks to make happy rather than to be happy. And I found out that I am that person who cannot live alone and who has so much love to give and probably just looking for that right person who can appreciate the love I have to give and won’t take advantage of me.

It’s not even a question of compatibility. A friend of mine once told me that it’s so ironic that one always ends up with someone who is going to be different from your “ideal”. That made me think a lot about how much I wanted to be with someone just like me, who likes the same things as me, and does the same things even, for which I realize now that it is very, very wrong. Why? Because how can I grow up or become the person I am meant to be when the person who is with me is just like me? It has to be someone who is different; someone who sees a different perspective and has different ideas on different subjects. But that will cause a fight!? No, it doesn’t necessarily have to require an argument just because you don’t see things the same way. This is actually a good thing because you can grow, learn, and be more open-minded. You see? What counts in making a happy relationship is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility. Because, believe it or not, no two persons are really alike.

But there are kindred spirits. There are soulmates, too. And there are people who are connected and even finish each other’s sentences. There are even those who are comfortable with each other that can sit without speaking. And still, there is that one person who may be so different from you and yet, regardless of your differences, needs and wants the same things that you do and gives you what you need and want without you even asking for it. Imagine that? And when you find somebody who is ALL OF THAT… That, folks, is the kind of person you never let go of, and that’s what makes a Mr. Right for me. 

So the search is over. There’s no happy ending after all… Just happily ever after. 

^_^

WATCH VIDEO IN HERE:

http://mymaria.multiply.com/video/item/50/The_Ramen_Noodle_Chronicles_-_The_Beginning

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