This blog isn't fit to be called one. A single post marred by unnoticed grammatical errors and dozens of drafts never published is all this site will ever contain. This is nothing but a sham! A worthless pit. A waste of digital space.
Unfortunately for the internet, this "blog" will remain here, because deleting it wouldn't change the fact I missed out on the opportunity to make this space a real blog. Also, it will serve as a reminder of what failed aspirations become. This will be my last post here. Signing off.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Too In Love To Let It Go
Do you know how it feels like to be inches away from someone you've been idolizing for a long time? I do. And it was almost like fate was behind it all.
I didn't plan for it to happen, nor did I expect it to. All I wanted was just to see him from afar, but luckily, God had a different plan for me.
It was a regular Family Sunday; going to the mall, eating lunch at some restaurant after arguing about it, attending the Sunday mass at the nearby church, eating dinner again at some random restaurant and going home. This regular schedule was somehow rattled by one thing; the 10 Ball Women's Championship. It was held right here, in the mall I've come to know as my second home. And then, I saw him. Andrei Felix. The MYX VJ-turned-into-TV host. I've known him since the fifth grade. I simply stood there in awe as I tried to get a better look at him from the 3rd floor. He was simply handsome, with his expensive looking suit and neatly combed hair, but that wasn't what amazed me. What made me into a googly-eyed fan girl was his hosting skills. Yes, his hosting skills. For me, nothing is more attractive than self-confidence, and he was full of it, well, not to the extent that he came off aggressive. It was the respectful kind of confidence.
Moving on, I watched him. I wasn't even paying attention to the players circling the billiard table. My eyes were only fixed on that TV host wonder. Unfortunately, I had to go. I couldn't just watch him for three hours afterall. And so, my family ate dinner at Greenwich, leaving me bloated and cold, but don't worry, that happens all the time.
And here's the single most amazing and jaw dropping event that has ever happened to a lovestruck girl like me; He looked at me, well, sort of. I was right in front of him so that didn't leave him any choice but to at least give me a glance. He looked like he was busy, noticing that he was panting, running, and sweating, but he was smiling. I did the respecful thing to do; I let him run right past me, though deeep down inside I wanted to stop him in his tracks and ask for a picture, knowing that this would most likely be the first and final time I'd ever get that close. I was with my mom at that time, and as soon as he was far from our sights we started giggling like two girls after seeing their crush. My mom gushed, “Ang gwapo ni VJ Drei.” I nodded and smiled at the same time. To me and my mom, he would always be VJ Drei, even though he's more popularly known as Andrei, the host from Umagang Kay Ganda. He was what my mom called her “standard for suitors”. I couldn't agree more, except for the fact I wouldn't be lucky enough to get a guy like him.
Finally, we rejoined my dad and my brother, and I told them the whole event on our way home. Apparently, my brother had seen him before he passed by us. He told me that because he was such in a rush, he bumped into an old lady and a glass shelf. No wonder he was smiling. He was probably laughing at himself, thinking about how stupid he must have looked. I sighed. If only he wasn't in a hurry, I could have talked to him, see how he was like when talking to a fan, but alas, fate denied me this right.
And this is where my story ends, my first encounter with a celebrity-crush has left me slightly dissappointed but nevertheless happy. May
I didn't plan for it to happen, nor did I expect it to. All I wanted was just to see him from afar, but luckily, God had a different plan for me.
It was a regular Family Sunday; going to the mall, eating lunch at some restaurant after arguing about it, attending the Sunday mass at the nearby church, eating dinner again at some random restaurant and going home. This regular schedule was somehow rattled by one thing; the 10 Ball Women's Championship. It was held right here, in the mall I've come to know as my second home. And then, I saw him. Andrei Felix. The MYX VJ-turned-into-TV host. I've known him since the fifth grade. I simply stood there in awe as I tried to get a better look at him from the 3rd floor. He was simply handsome, with his expensive looking suit and neatly combed hair, but that wasn't what amazed me. What made me into a googly-eyed fan girl was his hosting skills. Yes, his hosting skills. For me, nothing is more attractive than self-confidence, and he was full of it, well, not to the extent that he came off aggressive. It was the respectful kind of confidence.
Moving on, I watched him. I wasn't even paying attention to the players circling the billiard table. My eyes were only fixed on that TV host wonder. Unfortunately, I had to go. I couldn't just watch him for three hours afterall. And so, my family ate dinner at Greenwich, leaving me bloated and cold, but don't worry, that happens all the time.
And here's the single most amazing and jaw dropping event that has ever happened to a lovestruck girl like me; He looked at me, well, sort of. I was right in front of him so that didn't leave him any choice but to at least give me a glance. He looked like he was busy, noticing that he was panting, running, and sweating, but he was smiling. I did the respecful thing to do; I let him run right past me, though deeep down inside I wanted to stop him in his tracks and ask for a picture, knowing that this would most likely be the first and final time I'd ever get that close. I was with my mom at that time, and as soon as he was far from our sights we started giggling like two girls after seeing their crush. My mom gushed, “Ang gwapo ni VJ Drei.” I nodded and smiled at the same time. To me and my mom, he would always be VJ Drei, even though he's more popularly known as Andrei, the host from Umagang Kay Ganda. He was what my mom called her “standard for suitors”. I couldn't agree more, except for the fact I wouldn't be lucky enough to get a guy like him.
Finally, we rejoined my dad and my brother, and I told them the whole event on our way home. Apparently, my brother had seen him before he passed by us. He told me that because he was such in a rush, he bumped into an old lady and a glass shelf. No wonder he was smiling. He was probably laughing at himself, thinking about how stupid he must have looked. I sighed. If only he wasn't in a hurry, I could have talked to him, see how he was like when talking to a fan, but alas, fate denied me this right.
And this is where my story ends, my first encounter with a celebrity-crush has left me slightly dissappointed but nevertheless happy. May
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