Of Love, Kisses and Wallflowers. (Part1)

One Wallflower. Two Wallflowers. Three Wallflowers. Four.

Five Wallflowers. Six Wallflowers. Seven Wallflowers. Eight.

Nine Wallflowers. Ten.

And the story begins...

Let me tell you something about how I met my new favorite book and movie of all time through my ultimately favorite and one and only girl-crush actress of all time. (And I guess it'll gonna stay like that for a little while longer.) Don't expect me to include any part of the book nor of the movie here. I respect those who haven't seen or read the movie or book, respectively. And since I feel like writing a long story (for those who knows me, you can give an advice to those who don't. Haha!), you still have 5 seconds to decide whether to read it or not.

In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Okay fine. So you've decided to read. Don't worry. I'll try my very best not to OVERWRITE. Goodluck! :)

I've been an Emma Watson die-hard fan. And if you know me, you'll know how I am as a die-hard fan. Well, that's actually the opposite of being a real die-hard fan. I am quiet as a fan. Seldom do I make moves to show how I am as a fan. But one thing is for sure: once a fan, I'll always be a fan. So, what does this have to do with Wallflowers and my all-time favorite book and movie? Scroll down...

So, as I was saying, I've been checking out Em's projects, movies, etc. And I found out she was casted as one of the characters in the movie The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Now you see the connection? Yeah, I know you were a bit lost at first. So do I.

Anyway. So. When I found out that she'll be playing some girl in a book-turned-into-a-movie movie, I searched for the book. And viola! I bought a copy for myself! Now let me tell you some reasons why I bought the book:

1. Because Em will be playing Sam (one of the main characters in the book);
2. Because it has a very, very, very interesting story; and,
3. Because Em will be playing Sam.

(Did I mention I was a die-hard fan?)

When I started reading the book, it instantly caught my attention. The style of writing was not new to me. A diary, a teenager with coming-of-age problems. But how he (Stephen Chbosky) created a general view of the story and yet was able to work on the details of each and every character in the book, it was very alien to me; the plot, the characters, their own stories. Seldom do I encounter such book; a story that relates to all people of different experiences and views in life. One reader cannot say he or she will not be able to relate to at least one part of the story or to a character. And I was amazed by how I was able to relate to it. It's a book that speaks of what the youth go through in their teenage lives; their feelings put into words; their actions and emotions read by many people. Understood by many people. Thus, I commend Stephen for writing such a book. And I hope he does more of its kind. 

So, that's how I met my ultimate favorite book of all time. I was so happy I came upon this book. It'll be one hell of a precious book among my collection.

Since I met my favorite book through Em, I also waited for the movie to come. The first screening day was Sept. 26, 2012. TODAY. Waiting for it was the longest marathon of my life. The last time I had this feeling, I was waiting for each and every Harry Potter movie to hit the cinemas. Which also stars Em. Told you, I'm never really that showy as a die-hard fan. Haha!

The wait was over. I was able to catch the Last Full Show (LFS) of Perks on its first screening day. I watched alone as I often do that (in fact, it becomes a habit; I'm afraid it'll cost me something dearly in the future) and whenever I do, I always choose Trinoma because Taters has my favorite sour-cream fries and sugar-free lemonade. :)

Just a piece of advice to movie-goers loners:

If you are to choose a seat, choose the one next to a seat along the aisle. Why? It gives you a chance to meet someone new who is to seat between you and the aisle which means that someone is definitely alone. I guess you know what I mean. As for me, I was able to seat next to a gay and a guy. I'm in between them. And they are loners like me! See? Haha! I was able to react to the movie with them reacting all the same (reacting by ourselves, I mean.)

Like I said, I won't give any spoiler about the movie. I don't want to give the anti-spoiler people a headache. Besides, all I can say about the movie is: I. AM. SPEECHLESS.

I know this blog might sound boring. But I have to end it like this. I was just telling you how I was AMAZED by the book and the movie. One thing though: expect tears, laughters, sadness; family love, true friendship, heartbreaks, true love, kisses, and more kisses. But expect more from it, too. Because it can give you more than what you expect from a typical coming-of-age movie. It was all worth the four hours of waiting for the LFS. IT WAS ALL SO WORTH IT!!!

So, if you want to know the things I should be writing here next, then WATCH IT!!!

I even think I'm gonna watch it over and over and over again!!! :)))

Which means I won't be writing anything until the movie has been seen by many. I'll be writing about it after a week or two. Maybe by that time, you're able to write your own version of your Wallflower experience.

I have to stop before I lose control of myself and tell the whole experience. Haha!

Sorry guys.

END OF THE STORY.

Mediocre Love

"We accept the Love we think we Deserve..."

I've been thinking about this quote for sometime now. I've first heard this in the trailer of The Perks of Being a Wallflower. And since I've just finished reading the book, I can't help but repeat this quote inside my head over and over again. There's something about this quote that makes me feel attached to it. Maybe because I don't understand it at first but feels like I've known its meaning a long time ago...

I never understood the quote at first. Not until I read the book. Now I can connect it to what Emma Watson (who plays Sam) said in the trailer, "Why do I and everyone that I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing?" And then Logan (who plays Charlie) said, "Because we accept the love we think we deserve.." Is it so? Do we really accept the love we think is best for us? Do we really love somebody because we thought it was the best love we've ever have?

I've been thinking about how people choose the one they will love (if they have any choice at all. They say that you cannot choose love because love chooses you) and how they end up falling out of love. Or how they fall for someone else. When all hell breaks loose, how someone just say goodbye because he has fallen out of love or has fallen in love with somebody else. I've always wondered why people leave other people behind. And then, the one left behind feels like the love she lost was all that she ever had and will ever have.

I've been thinking about how one can say such thing to herself. I've been thinking how one can say it's all the love she needs and it's all that matters to her. I've been thinking how one can measure such love for it to be considered as "the one she deserves". How can someone tell it's the perfect love?

I have so many questions in my mind right now. But most of it stems from that particular quote. I still don't fully understand it until now.  Just a few things that I read from the book that somehow helps me understand it. But at least, I have my own interpretation of the quote that maybe a bit similar to what it really means. It's like having your own interpretation of a poem based on your experiences and understanding. And so this is how I understand the quote...

We love someone. We say it's the best love we will ever have. We think he's the One. And so we give all the love we can give. Because we think it's the love that is perfect for us. We think that that love is enough for us to breathe and live. Until such time that we see our future with them. And we would have our future with them. Until such time that we see that our future is getting blurry. But we still continue because we have to hold on to such love that we think is perfect. We are not aware that we deserve more than just that. We are not aware that this love is a mediocre one. That it is not yet the one we deserve. That since we have the ability to give so much love to someone, we deserve the best love in return. We are blinded by the fear that if we let go of this love we already have, we might not be able to find another one as good as this again. And then, we fear that we will be left alone. Sad. Emotionally unstable. But the thing is, we will not realize this at first. Only after they leave us and we realize we've had too much and we have decided to let it go that we will realize we deserve more. More than the love we lost.

We get love from other people besides the love we give to ourselves. We have family, friends, even acquaintances who become our friends afterwards. These people are always there for us. They are the ones who give love without asking anything in return. They know how to love us in a way that we would feel blessed and happy. We don't have to tell them to love us in their best way. They just do. And then there's also the love coming from one person who we really deserve. Sometimes, we don't see them. And so we let the opportunity of being loved by someone we deserve pass by. Sometimes, we haven't met them. And so we think that we already lost the best love we've ever had, not really aware that it is not yet the best love of all time.

And then there's also the problem of how we look at ourselves. How we see ourselves being loved by someone. Most of the time, we settle for less, thinking that once we felt love, it's all that matters. We fear of being picky over the love we choose because the truth is, we are not yet aware that we deserve more. We think it's already what we deserve because we don't look highly of ourselves. Not in a boastful way. But what I'm trying to say is, in our character and in our ability to give so much love, we always forget to ask ourselves, "do I really deserve the love I'm getting from this person?" What he does and say, how he does and say it, do we really believe there's nothing more than this? We forget to ask ourselves these questions until such time that these people we picked to love leave us. We become fully aware that we're tired of settling for such mediocre love. And then we would realize we deserve more. Maybe more love from another person or more love from our families and friends.

I hope everyone realizes that we deserve so much love. And that it is just around the corner. May it be from someone special waiting in line or from our families and friends. I hope that by the end of the day, we don't settle for anything less. Especially when it comes to choosing who to love. Or choosing who to love again. Because we don't deserve anything less than the love we could give. Only then that we can say we've chosen the love we think we deserve.

Stages of Moving On.

Papa Jack on moving on:

Stage 1: Pain.
Stage 2: Anger.
Stage 3: Bargaining.
Stage 4: Acceptance.

I tweeted this a couple of weeks ago. Me and my twin were in a taxi, listening to Papa Jack talk on the radio. I've been hearing Papa Jack whenever I ride a taxi in the middle of the night. The station (I don't know which station he is connected to but since I'm online, I asked help from my friend Google and viola! It's 90.7! How could I have missed that? Lol!) seem to be the common thing for taxi drivers who drive on the road on as late as 12am.

Okay. So much for the introduction. I'm so used to writing like an essayist that I always give so much time in writing introductions that I usually forget or misses the whole thing! Like this one. Haha!

So, what I'm trying to say is, I will explain further Papa Jack's Stages of Moving On based on my own interpretations. Basically, what he said focused more on someone being left by her or his loved one. What I will do is I will write the words Papa Jack suppose to have said regarding the stages (because I cannot remember the exact words he said). At sa puntong ito, magtatagalog ako para mas maintindihan ng madla (iyon ay kung may madla ngang makakabasa nito) at para rin naman hindi masyadong seryoso ang usapan. First time 'to pre! Lezzgo!

Stage One: Pain.

Sabi  ni Papa Jack: "Masakit sa umpisa. Lalo na kapag iniwan ka ng taong mahal mo."

Sabi ko: Totoo ito. Wala naman sigurong taong natuwa o nasiyahan na iniwan siya ng taong mahal niya. Syempre siya nga ang iniwan eh. Kung matutuwa siya na iniwan siya, bakit hindi na lang siya ang nang-iwan? Kuha mo? Normal lang na masaktan ka kung bigla kayong naghiwalay ng taong mahal mo. Minahal mo siya eh. Buong puso binigay mo sa kanya. Minahal mo siya ng higit sa sarili mo. At para sa'yo, wala nang iba pa. Siya lang. Kaya 'wag kang magtataka kung minsan ay nakasakay ka sa fx, naalala mo siya at biglang tumulo ang mga luha mula sa iyong mga mata. Magtaka ka lang kung pati ang katabi mo ay umiiyak. Ibang usapan na 'yon.

Stage Two: Anger.

Sabi ni Papa Jack: "Natural pagkatapos mong masaktan, magagalit ka kasi nasaktan ka niya."

Sabi ko: Malamang. Eh kung hindi ka makakaramdam ng galit, stuck-up ka na sa stage one. Pero may mga taong nananatili talaga sa stage one. Kaya lang kadalasan, nakakaramdam ka ng galit pagkatapos mong masaktan. Kasi nga, nasaktan ka. Hindi mo matanggap na nasaktan ka niya kahit binigay mo na lahat ng mayroon ka (o, 'wag magisip ng kung ano-ano. Wholesome itong blog ko). O kaya naman, hindi mo maintindihan kung saan ka nagkulang at bakit ka niya iniwan. Pero sa tingin ko, ang pinakamatinding dahilan kung bakit ka nasaktan ay dahil hindi mo matanggap sa sarili mo na ikaw ang iniwan at hindi ikaw ang nang-iwan. Tama ba? Ang mga tao, ma-pride chicken. Kadalasan, mas gusto nating mga tao (yes! tao ako!:p) na tayo ang nang-iiwan. Para naman hindi masabing tayo ang nagkulang o tayo ang talo. Mas gusto nating ipamukha sa madlang pipol na tayo ang nakipaghiwalay. Pero sa totoo lang? Kahit sino pa man ang nang-iwan o naiwan, parehas na talo. Kasi parehas kayong nawala sa isang relasyon. Depende na lang kung magpapaiwan kang talunan. Kaya nga may stage four eh. Pero dun muna tayo sa stage na parang divisoria.

Stage Three: Bargaining.

Sabi ni Papa Jack: "Dito, iniisip mo na babalik pa siya. Kahit alam mong maaaring hindi na."

Sabi ko: Oh di ba? Divisoria lang ang peg. Bargaining. Kasi naman, naimbento pa 'yang "what ifs" na 'yan. Kasi, iniisip mo na may pagasa pa. Binibigyan mo ang sarili mo ng "false hope". Akala mo naman babalik siya kapag nagmukmok ka sa isang sulok. Akala mo naman babalikan ka niya kung babantayan mo ang status niya sa facebook, kung sino katabi niya sa profile pic o sa cover photo niya. Ito ang tinatawag naming magkakaibigan na "monitoring system". At mas lalo na, akala mo, mahal ka pa niya, Sa madaling salita, umaasa ka pa. Ano akala mo sa story niyo? Walang Hanggan? Ayon kay Papa Jack, madalas sa stage na ito naiiwan ang isang tao. Hindi siya makapunta sa stage four dahil dito pa lang sa stage three, mahirap nang makalagpas. Oo, nasaktan ka. Nagalit ka. Pero dahil mahal mo pa rin siya, wala kang magawa kundi umasa. Tama ba? Hay nako mga iho at iha. Dumaan na ako d'yan. Para 'yang tsokolate at kape na bawal sa may hyperacidity. Ayaw mong tantanan kahit bawal basta Swiss Miss or Starbucks. Para 'yang pagtawid sa kalsadang may nakasulat na "Bawal tumawid. Nakamamatay." Ay! Ang maghintay talaga sa wala ay nakamamatay, mga iho at iha. Sa seryosong punto, hindi madaling makalimot. Hindi madaling mag-move on. Maaaring taon ang bibilangin para makalimot. Pero bakit mo siya kakalimutan? Imposible 'yon. Ang magandang gawin mo ay tanggapin na habang-buhay na siyang magiging parte ng ala-ala mo. Pero hanggang doon lang. Pagkatapos, stage four na.

Stage Four: Acceptance.

Sabi ni Papa Jack: "Tanggapin mo ang lahat ng taos sa puso."

Sabi ko:  Ito ang pinakagusto kong parte ng sinabi ni Papa Jack. Bakit? Kasi hindi lang niya sinabi kung paano tanggapin ang nangyari kung hindi pati ang kung paano harapin ang bukas ng wala siya. Mahirap makarating sa puntong ito. Pero HINDI IMPOSIBLE! Sabi ko nga, tanggapin mong hindi mo siya makakalimutan. Dahil unless may neutralizer ka katulad nina Agent J and K, hindi mo talaga makakalimutan ang lahat ng napagsamahan niyo (at naguumpisa na akong mag-english. Hirap magtagalog 'te!). Kung tutuusin nga, dapat gamitin mo ang nangyari para sa iyong kapakanan. Sigurado marami kang natutunan sa nangyari. At ang mga natutunan mo ang magiging gabay mo kapag nakakilala ka ulit ng ibang mamahalin. Sa puntong ito, mas magiging mapanuri ka. Pero 'wag naman 'yong tipong choosy ka. Baka naman "single forever" ang kahantungan mo. Sabi nga ni Papa Jack, lahat ng susunod mong gagawin, ang pagtanggap at pag-move on ay para sa iyo. Para sa'kin, tama 'yon. 'Wag mong gawin ang pag-move on para maipakita sa kanya na kaya mo. Kundi, ipakita mo sa sarili mo na kaya mo. Lahat ng susunod mong hakbang para makapag-move on ay para sa iyo. Dahil kung gagawin mo ang mga bagay na 'yan para sa kanya, aanhin naman niya 'yan? Walang silbi kung gagawa ka ng hakbang para sa kanya dahil hindi na iyon mahalaga para sa kanya. At ang mahalaga, handa kang harapin ang taong inihanda sa'yo ni Lord. Dahil kung gagawa ka ng hakbang para sa "Ex" mo, paano kung dumating si Mr. Right? Eh di hindi ka pa handa dahil hindi ang buong puso mo ang naihanda mo. Sayang ang opportunity. Sayang ang miles.

Kaya mga iho at iha, sa pag-ibig, lahat normal. Lahat pinagdadaanan. Kapag hindi ka nasaktan, nagalit, umasa, nabigo at natuto, isa kang ALIEN. Dahil ang mga alien ay pananakop lang ang nasa isip (gaya ni Boris the Animal). Pero, hindi por que pork ang ulam nyo, este hindi dahil normal lang na dumaan sa stages one, two and three, eh hanggang dun ka na lang. Para saan pa at may stage four? Ano 'yon? Imbento lang? Dapat may hakbang kang gagawin na hindi para sa "ex" mo o para sa kung sino mang Poncio Pilato, kundi para sa sarili mo. Para sa paghahanda ng sarili mo sa taong itinakda para sa iyo. PARA SA IYO. Kuha mo?

Doorbell.

Ding. Dong. Not the Dantes nor the Avanzado. It is how a doorbell sounds when you ring it. Ding. Dong. Then someone comes out and opens the door for you. The next question is: will she let you in?

Ding. Dong. Someone knocks on her door. She has closed her door for a long time. She can see through the windows, but it's locked as well. No one can come in. Only one person has the key to her door. If someone tries to climb at her window, she'd open up to only one person.

Ding. Dong. He's not Dantes. The other one's not Avanzado. And they are not limited to only Dantes and Avanzado. Still, as of now the heart's waiting for that particular person who's finger was destined to touch and ring the bell. And the bell wouldn't just sound as Ding Dong. It would create a beautiful melody that only the heart can recognize; that when heard, the door and even the window will instantly open. It will illuminate all the things inside her sanctuary full of broken glass and shattered memories. As if it hadn't been visited for a long time. Well, it really hasn't. No one dared, anyway. Oh no, her friends always tell her she never let anyone, anyway. True. But that is because the last person who was able to get inside took away the key and never left a spare.

What had happened after that left her alone. Empty. Deft. She wasn't able to hear any bells anymore. However, she forgot that what he took was the key. Not her heart. Not her ears nor even the doorknob that she can use to open the door from inside out. Has she forgotten that she is the only one who can open that door to anyone who rings the bell? As she did when he rang the bell, went inside and took away the key? Probably, the sadness and the loneliness caused her to forget that she has full control of her sanctuary and that she can always open the door whenever she's ready. She CHOSE not to listen to anyone who rings the bell. Or climbs to her window. Or shouts her name. She chose not to touch that doorknob, let alone look at it. As if she doesn't have any intention of touching it.

But now she knows better. As the time pass by she realize the things she forgot. Or chose to forget. Slowly she comes near the doorknob, listening to those who tries their fingers on the doorbell; to those who shouts her name; to those who dare to climb her wall to her window. She peeks through her window to see who was waiting for her outside. She knows better now. She knows that someday, she will have the strength to touch that doorknob, twist it and swing the door open to the right person. The one who will own her heart. Forever.

My thoughts..

For the past months or even years, I've learned how to observe people: their actions, their words and comments, their questions about me.. Most of the time, I take note of those questions and then, at nightfall, I begin to ponder on these questions..

Why would such questions cross my mind? I wonder, why on earth am I thinking about these questions? Why do I bother to give answers anyway? What is it to me if these people that I know asks me questions that should be of no importance to me? Why do I care so much about these questions that I take them to sleep every night? Let alone not being able to sleep at all...

I believe it is because these questions remind me of memories that I should have forgotten by now but not quite able to do so..

Our mind contains memories. Vivid memories that we live with every single day. Memories that some we want to keep, and some, we're trying so hard to forget. These memories, which were brought back by the questions being asked to us, also brings us the emotions that we so reluctantly acknowledge because we keep on dictating ourselves that we should not recognize it and yet our hearts voluntarily do so. In which case, we keep on falling for the same person, the same situation all over again. We keep on trying to avoid it without noticing that we also hurt ourselves in the process. And yet, every single time we think of those happy memories shared by two hearts, we bring to ourselves the hope that maybe one day, all will be back again. And yet again, recognizing the fact that it will not happen anymore. And yet again, not believing on this fact and instead, believing that no matter how much we try to forget and fight back those emotions we feel, it just keeps on coming back.

Helpless as it may seem, these things normally happen to people who have the characteristics of loving a person all their lives. As love stories tell, these people does exist. And their existence makes love as vague as ever..

So what happens to these questions? Nothing. It just makes love and life more confusing that it looks like it doesn't matter anymore. Not that life doesn't matter anymore. But love, or a new love at that, already becomes irrelevant to one's existence. As if that person you've loved will be the only one in your heart all your life. And the rest are just plainly unimportant..

"There are things in life that will never be gone.. will never change.. and will remain in my heart forever..."

A VERY UNFORGETTABLE WEEKEND!! :))

My weekend was a blast!

I attended two very special occasions wherein both events celebrated life. One was the Christening of Mathew Ethan Macapagal and the other one was the much-awaited Norly-Charisse Villar Wedding.

Saturday, February 4, 10:00am, at the Don Bosco Parish - Tondo:

Me, Tito Arnel, MJ and Sam came from Biñan to attend the Christening of Mathew Ethan or Thirdy (as what everybody calls him). We were gathered to the church to witness as Thirdy was baptized by Fr. Ben. The parents of Thirdy, Kuya Aaron and Ate Hera, lead the group which includes their parents, the Godparents (including me and my twin sister), family, relatives and friends. It was a memorable experience for me. Not because it was my first time to become a "Ninang" (one of my classmates chose me to become the ninang of her son, too), but because it was the first time that a close family relative chose me as the Godmother of their son. My family has a special place in my heart. And so, it made me feel special whenever they choose me to be a part of important events in their lives.

After the ceremony, we went to Emerald at Roxas Boulevard. That is also where Kuya Aaron and Ate Hera had their reception for their wedding. Many people had come and joined in the celebration. There's a photobooth located at the left side of the reception hall and they served a big variety of dishes! Of course that's one of our favorite part of the party. Hahahha :) It was the same menu that they had in their wedding reception. Delicioso! :)

Most of our relatives were there: Of course, the Macapagal Family headed by Tito Jun, Tito Arnel, Me, Gagay, MJ, Sam, Mommy, Tito Ben, Tito Pipoy, Tita Grace, Tita Berna, Tita Amor, Jan, Jay, Anya and Raj. (If I forgot to mention someone, sorry it's my memory gap on the move. Haha!) After the reception, we went to there home at Avida. We rested their, chitchated, the usual stuff whenever we have gatherings. We even had the time to plan and book flights to Guimaras for the summer! :)

That was really an amazing experience for me. And it's just the beginning of my very unforgettable weekend! :)

Sunday, February 5, 2:30pm, St. Pancratius Church, Paco Park:

After coming from Biñan (I went with Tito Arnel and MJ back to Biñan the night before and I traveled back to Manila at around 11am, Sunday morning), I went home to change for another very special occassion that I will attend: The Wedding of Kuya Norly and Ate Charisse! :) I was so excited that I arrived at the church a couple of minutes before the wedding. I saw Kuya Norly waiting for Ate Cha outside the Church. Then, I saw Ate Ruthie (one of the scholar-grads) and so I joined her as we enter the church. While waiting inside, we talked and shared stories. We're even laughing while waiting for the bride! :) Then, the wedding started...

Even before Ate Cha entered the church, Kuya Norly was already crying. He later on explained that the reason why he cried was because he and Ate Cha had a fight hours before the wedding. That's normal for a couple to feel emotional because it'll be their big day. The ceremony was very romantic. They shared vows and promises to each other. Anyone in the church felt their love for each other. It was amazing to witness two hearts joined together by God.

After the ceremony, pictures were taken, message of thanks were given, some guests had to go and they bid their goodbyes to the newly wed. Most of the guests stayed for the reception. Me and a couple of friends chitchated and laughed as we feel the happiness that the newly wed couple has radiated on us. We took a cab to Ramon Magsaysay Building for the reception. There was a photobooth at the left side of the entrance, just outside the reception area. We had our photos taken first before entered the hall. Our table's name was  UTMT (Under The Mango Tree)! :) All the tables' names are the very important and memorable places that the couple went to. I thought it's very cute for the couple to think of table names. :) In fact, there are trivias about the tables' names that the host shared to us.

We had fun at the reception! :) There were games and surprises that the couple prepared for their guests. I really had so much fun that night! :) The food was great, the music suits the event, the people were in high spirits, there was a cocktail party after the program, too! :)

There were two videos shown at the wedding. The first video contains their pre-nuptial photos taken at PNU. It was so cute! I so love the pictures. And everyone can really see how much they love each other. The second video showed the preparation of the wedding and the wedding itself. That was really fast, I know. The team who captured the event are experts in their craft. I never knew they could work on it that fast! :) And the video is so beautiful. Very inspiriing. A heartfelt video that captured special moments of the couples wedding. Amazing! :)

What I love about Kuya Norly and Ate Cha's wedding is that it was very personalized that every single person who joined their celebration can really feel that they were part of the wedding. The tables, the games, the surprises, all of it were made to make the guests feel that they are really a part of the couple's lives. And I felt very happy and honored to be part of their big day! :)

Both events celebrated life: A Christian life that is about to begin, and a Married life bounded by their love and the Love of God.

To Kuya Aaron and Ate Hera; To Kuya Norly and Ate Cha, thank you very much! :)

You made my weekend, and thus these occasions, VERY UNFORGETTABLE! :))

XOXO