Rachel: “Hey World!”
World: “Watsssuppp?” (Budweiser ^^)
Rachel: “I’m In Love!”
World: “Since when?”
Rachel: “Since December 9, 2007; 11:45 PM.”
World: “Good for you! Tell us more about it!”
I’m in love with Edward. I’ve been waiting for the perfect time, the perfect feeling and the perfect moment to write a perfect post for my perfect boyfriend. Please do not argue to me the term “perfect” because I’ll fight the whole world to prove that he is. So dear World, please meet my darling boyfriend.
He’s the handsomest man I’ve ever met in my entire 20 years of life. He’s 38 and doesn’t look older than 24. You may say that his best feature is his perfectly oval face but for me its his beautiful and expressive eyes. He doesn’t have a thin lips that’s cold and cruel, instead he possess a full and kissable one. And its from that very same lips where wisdom, knowledge and inspiration comes forth. Oh, and how can I forget his hair? A classical prince charming type of air. And the best part of it is that I’m the only one allowed to run my fingers on it.
I must say that I love what I see in him. Oh, I can’t help it! Physically, I’m super attractive to him. From head to toe, side to side and front to back. And just when I thought he couldn’t get more perfect than he is now… he just gets perfect and perfect (don’t argue perfection to me! My Blog, My Rules!).
He drives to the point that drives me crazy in love with him. I use to freak out and shout… But I somehow learn to control it by saying to myself over and over again: “Oh god, if I die at least I die happy!” ^^ ok, I’m just kidding. (no not about the freaking part when he drives…) He’s the best driver in the whole wide world and I know he could handle even an F1 race car! (Trivia: He loves Audi)
The best cook in the world (my grandfather) had passed away. And by some magic, Edward came to my life and cooked for me a sunny-side-up egg just like my grandfather did. It may not show in tears, but I cry from happiness every time I eat those wonderful eggs. Of course, he could cook more than eggs! But that’s for me to know and you to find out! (Trivia: He doesn’t like “Adobong maraming patatas” because I said so!”)
The learns, he practice and he becomes the best. You may not know it yet but this handsome dude know Taekwondo and has already represented the Philippines in a competition. And now, he’s taking the extreme sport of Airsoft by storm. I could still remember the newbie Edward (no call sign yet) hide from hours and hours while other players kick ass in Tigerland. But now,
Now for the intimate stuff… hmm… Ok, I’ll try not to be TOO intimate… I might forget myself in the process (laugh). When he’s not stressed and is in the good mood he could make my heart beat so fast (we are 1 year and 5 months and I’m still kilig with him ^^), make me blush from the roots of my hair and make me cry from happiness that I wish I could give him my soul and say to him: “Take me! Take me!” (lol, in a decent way mind you! hmph!). But when the fighting starts, oh boy, its like the worst tempest you’ve ever encountered. But the really sweet thing happens AFTER the fight… when its now time to take me to his lap, wipe away me tears, kiss my hiccups away and joke about the icky stuff coming out of my nose (not a good sight to see or even imagine, so DON’T!). The rest of what happens, I’ll keep to myself. ^^
I must admit that 101% of fights were started by me. Of course its not about Jealousy! (Don’t argue with me, you’ll lose) I’m not the jealous type (this is my blog, so my rules!), in fact, NEVER EVER been jealous (ok I’m pushing it! ^^ lol) but you see, its when the “Rules of Feminism” breaks that I freak out. Its hard being a girl, because we HAVE to let our men understand these IMPORTANT rules that makes the female word go round (besides the make up, shoes, dress and diamonds). But believe me I won’t stand bitches flirting with MY boyfriend. All hell break lose if somebody tries to. (And I’m not joking ^^)
I’ll be posting a part 2 of this post soon, but before I close may I leave a short love note to my darling Edward if he gets a chance to read this:
My sweetest hubby Edward, I love you. I know you have heard me say it over and over again… but they were never empty words. Those three letter words is full of hope, happiness, trust, memories and faith. You’ve seen the best and worst in me. And I know I bring out the worst in you. And I love you more for that. You kept on telling me to trust you, that I don’t have to worry and do anything, but to trust you… But darling, I do… I already trust you. Everyday I trust to you my life, my heart, my hopes, my dreams and my future. I won’t stop protecting our relationship. I won’t stop taking care of you. I love you very much darling… my sweet and handsome Jaguar Paw…
Love,
Rachel (your Princess)
