And The Buddy, once again, leaves...
I received an overseas call after lunch. It was The Buddy. He's saying goodbye. For five months, he will be out of touch since he's going in the bootcamp today.
No phone calls, text messages, emails. Nada.
I've been sweet-talking him to go home in September so we could fly to Bora and have a grand break before he goes to Europe for three friggin' years.
We couldn't stay long on the phone - so he just wished me well and asked me to take care of myself.
It's like saying goodbye all over again.
And being crushed into pieces.
All over again.
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Monday, April 19, 2004
Minus a hundred bitch points, but…
No matter how many times I watch “My Best Friend’s Wedding,” I still cry buckets of tears when Dermot Mulroney sings “The Way You Look Tonight” to Julia Roberts while they dance in the boat as it crosses under a bridge. Or when Julia finally concedes that she lost her to another girl (Cameron Diaz), when she delivers her wedding spiel as the maid of honor and when Dermot finally says goodbye to her at the wedding reception.
Why?
1. I’ve always felt that this will happen to me – that I will lose someone I truly love to someone else because I have taken him/her for granted; only realizing the person’s real worth and my true feelings when they’re almost gone;
2. I could relate to Julia Roberts’ concoction of evil plans, machinations and manipulations to steal her guy best friend from the fiance’. Oh yeah – even if what it takes is for me to ruin or stop a wedding before the actual day or even at that same day. Yep, I think I am capable of doing just that.
3. I could very well relate to having another guy best friend – a gay one – the so called “fag of my life,” who will help me create a whole fiasco to get the guy back.
4. I could fully empathize with at first wanting to get the ex-boyfriend cum best friend back because I want to prove that – hell yeah – I am THE woman in his life. The only one at that. But at the end of it all, I might be able to do something that crazy because I love the guy.
5. Lastly, I think I am the guy best friend’s Jel-O. He may think he wants crème brulee, but the fact is, he really want’s Jel-O. He’s comfortable with Jel-O. And crème brulee, will NEVER be Jel-O.
Although Dermot married Cameron and they did end up together, I created my own version of the movie. That Dermot will realize that the all-sugar-and-spice-and-everything-nice Cameron is just too sweet it’s too annoying. They get divorced and Dermot comes running back to Julia.
Hah.
Maybe it’s not minus a hundred bitch points after all.
No matter how many times I watch “My Best Friend’s Wedding,” I still cry buckets of tears when Dermot Mulroney sings “The Way You Look Tonight” to Julia Roberts while they dance in the boat as it crosses under a bridge. Or when Julia finally concedes that she lost her to another girl (Cameron Diaz), when she delivers her wedding spiel as the maid of honor and when Dermot finally says goodbye to her at the wedding reception.
Why?
1. I’ve always felt that this will happen to me – that I will lose someone I truly love to someone else because I have taken him/her for granted; only realizing the person’s real worth and my true feelings when they’re almost gone;
2. I could relate to Julia Roberts’ concoction of evil plans, machinations and manipulations to steal her guy best friend from the fiance’. Oh yeah – even if what it takes is for me to ruin or stop a wedding before the actual day or even at that same day. Yep, I think I am capable of doing just that.
3. I could very well relate to having another guy best friend – a gay one – the so called “fag of my life,” who will help me create a whole fiasco to get the guy back.
4. I could fully empathize with at first wanting to get the ex-boyfriend cum best friend back because I want to prove that – hell yeah – I am THE woman in his life. The only one at that. But at the end of it all, I might be able to do something that crazy because I love the guy.
5. Lastly, I think I am the guy best friend’s Jel-O. He may think he wants crème brulee, but the fact is, he really want’s Jel-O. He’s comfortable with Jel-O. And crème brulee, will NEVER be Jel-O.
Although Dermot married Cameron and they did end up together, I created my own version of the movie. That Dermot will realize that the all-sugar-and-spice-and-everything-nice Cameron is just too sweet it’s too annoying. They get divorced and Dermot comes running back to Julia.
Hah.
Maybe it’s not minus a hundred bitch points after all.
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