Any delay in posting here was my fault. The responsibility of contributing to the last entry on this blog was just too scary. One, this has been the single best and longest love letter I have ever read. I didn't want to ruin a good thing. Two, the regular readers sounded fanatically loyal. Jeff's legions might hunt me down and hurt me, if I do a bad job. Three, I am finding it difficult put the crazy events of the last few weeks into words. Very unlike me, since writing is part of what I do for a living.
By the way, my name is Marga.
I always wished the relevant man in my life would be someone like my "Kuya" Jeff. He's wonderfully kind -- even as a child, I remember how strong but gentle he was. He's ultra-responsible -- just ask his mother. He's intelligent -- high school salutatorian, college cum laude (
I was good at cheating and flirting with teachers -J). He's naturally athletic -- if he lived in Russia, they probably would have herded him to Olympic camp as a child. He's gorgeous -- you guys don't know he's an ex-ramp model (
I did that once. Besides they had gutter-low standards and I needed the cash -J), do you? You guys said it yourself: he is just too good to be true!
So, the concept that my next relevant man SHOULD be and COULD be Jeff never entered my mind -- not until last year. And this thought bit my butt SO hard chunks of it are still missing. Thank God for life-changing realizations.
Last month, Jeff and I, ... (
Too many incriminating details, so I had to delete. Tough luck, people. -J) The morning after our little "adventure", Jeff pulled me into his room (
Nope, not for that -J). He opened his computer, pushed some buttons, opened this site called "Setting Her Free" and asked me to read it from start to finish. I couldn't get it: our first normal activity as a couple is reading the Internet?
As the words unravelled before me, I cried, I laughed, I cringed in embarassment, I argued, I scolded (
She told me I shouldn't have told the world she was once chubby. - J). But best of all, I understood. I understood Jeff is the man for me. He had ALWAYS been the man for me. How Jeff could ever think he was stupid is beyond me, when I know I hold that honor.
Just in case you are wondering ...
No, we are not going to abandon all for our new-found love. Jeff will still take his masters abroad this year (
I already made a payment -J).
Yes, we are hoping the next few months will prepare us for a long-distance relationship (
But we are looking forward to trying out Internet s*x hehehe -J).
Yes, I will still tell my best friend everything (
Sigh. My sister will have more to blackmail me with -J).
And yes, this is the end of this blog. "She" has been set free. More importantly, "she" has come back.
- MARGA
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To all those who took the time to visit this haven, thank you for providing me comfort, sanity, hope and the ocassional wallop to the head. - JEFF
4-Track Mind - the one who wanted to start the "Nabusted si Jeff Relief Fund"
Airene - the one who wants me to teach her boyfriend some things
Andrea - the one who knows the frustration of unrequited love
Anne - the one who thinks I can make a career out of writing
Annie - the one who adores brooding, smouldering guys
Anonymous - the ones I probably know in real life
Arglene/R-Glen - the one with a "Kuya"
Astig Mama - the one who thought I had four-leaf clovers stuffed up my ass
Balikbayan Box - the sucker for love stories
Barbeque - the one who was reminded of someone else
Bee - the one who was doubtful I was a "real live one"
Bessie - the one who knows what people in parked cars at the Fort are doing
Blogreader - the one who thought confusing a girl was a good thing
Bobby - the one who thinks I'm shitting him
Bunny - the one who read my blog when she should have been making her departmental report
Buttgirl - the certified Jeff Supporter (there's a joke in there somewhere)
Cata - the one who said 'kenes ang blog mo" -- still don't know what that means exactly
Crow Princess - the one who could relate
Daydreamer - the one waiting for the film version
Denden - the one who got kilig
Enjaye - another one who would relate
Envious On-looker - the one who wanted to read more
Evi - the one who got the Dawson joke
Fayeatot - the one who wished I updated more
Finding Neverland - the one who thinks I'm too good to be real
Fr|day - the one who monitored my site counter at one point
Gail T. - the one who didn't believe I wished for world peace
Gigi - the one who came up with all the possible scenarios
Gina - the one who wants me just in case Marga doesn't
Gwace - the one who knows about setting people free
Ice Queen - the one who didn't know guys go through the same thing women do
Ien - the one who thought this was a Pinoy version of "Dawson's Creek"
Isy - the one with half a bottle of Patron Tequila with my name on it
Jelenbean - the one who's convinced I stalked her
Joanne - my only sister ... sometimes a pain, sometimes a pearl
Joanne 2 - the one who thinks my life is like a sitcom
Joannie - the one who wants to go to Europe with me
Jolo - the dude who called my blog astig
Kats - the one who wants to fight for love
Kay - the one who loves underdogs
Kehai-chama - the one who encouraged blackmail
Kindred - the one who believed I could win the war
Kulotski - the one who dubbed me Torpe King
Leo - my best bud, the one most likely to cause my accidental death
Liane - the one who wants my story to turn out well
Liquidus - the one who okayed subliminal suggestions
Liza - the one who knows quiet types are most likely to inflict revenge
Luannie - the one who wanted to end up with a guy like me
M - the one who had Marga's background but wasn't her
Maan - the one who wishes me candy, roses and a happy ending
Maggie - the one who thinks great loves need a little tragedy
Malen - the one who just realized boys could fall in love
Mona - the older sister I never had, the one who owns the book/movie rights to this blog
Naomi - the one who supports pushing a certain someone down the stairs
Not Square - the one who wanted me to spill the beans
Opaline - the one who called me a "selfish, cowardly snot" (good call)
Quietus - the one who found my katorpehan alluring
Ponchay - the fan who went wild
Raissa - the one who suggested I should set myself free
Rhea - the one who thinks this site is better than "Maalaala Mo Kaya"
Robbie - the one who is hooked on my telenovela-like adventures
Rye - the one who preferred the me who didn't brood
Sara - the one who wished me luck
Sarah - the one who thinks cheaters should rot in hell
Sheryl - the one stunned about Baguio
Shiobe - the one who doesn't know that despite a few moments of niceness, my beloved sister can be a bitch
Sigh - the one who quoted Paolo Coehlo
Shugabu - the one who couldn't wait for the details
Torn & Frayed - the one who thought girls went for "Kuya" types
Typsetter - the one who saw how tangled up my life was
Yellow Amiga - the one who was impressed with my vocabulary
