In celebration of Eid al-Adha we had our 3 days off......so here's what we did....

Thursday, 26th Nov. 2009 was just an ordinary rest day....hubby whose working on a night duty slept the whole day while i did all the necessary things to do at home. I was supposed to spend swimming on the afternoon at Mamzar Beach with flatmates but hubby said "No! You stay here!"

Friday, 27th Nov. 2009...hubby slept for 2 hours only.....and then we went to Dubai Zoo as requested by our friends....then from Dubai Zoo we went to Mercato Mall and neighboring shopping center and we went to Jumeirah 1 to take our dinner at Ate Norie's place.

At Dubai Zoo

At Mercato Mall

After dinnner we decided to go to disco, hubby and i left ahead of them coz we still have to buy his new shoes for tomorrow's basketball league of their company.

At Kuya's Disco Pub in Nihan Hotel, Deira

Again, it was hubby's first time to go to a Disco here in Dubai. I don't know if he really enjoyed the night since he was already feeling so sleepy as early as 10 pm.

Saturday, 28th Nov. 2009...Pacman -CCL Basketball League at N Sports Al Qouz. We arrived so early at the venue so while waiting we went to nearby warehouse sale of all branded items.

And then the game proper.....there was only 2 teams, White Team (my hubby's team) and Red Team. Only few employees attended the game so i was requested to take the individual score of all the players for white team.....reason why i only had few pictures of hubby.

After the game we went to Al Attar Shopping Center and had our dinner at Agemono Restaurant.

It’s Couples Corner again! Well, this topic is quite sensitive for me so I hope I can share you guys how hard it was to be in a situation you never dreamed or thought about.

“Sometimes in marriages fight occurs and one or both people get hurt on what is said”……..wish we are exempted on these…..but we’re not. I thought that being far away from each other would mean….no arguments…no misunderstanding……but the more we had.

The fact that I was brought up in a convent –like girl school and had him as the only guy I dated and promised to love till death we part…..i thought he trusted me so much. Though I understand how jealous and mad he was when he has known that I was talking to some stalker/friend during my first year in Dubai….. which I think is not bad unless I am flirting with them coz I believe that when you’re new in a corporate world like Dubai it is common not to trust anyone but at least know them, their culture and their beliefs so you would know how to deal with them. That was the reason of our first misunderstanding which I had to go through a lot of explanation. When we started dating we promised to be honest to each other and that’s why all the things that I was doing here before I made it sure to tell him. But you know when a member of your family started telling something against your better half which her sister did….of course even if he loves me so much…. “Blood is always ticker than water”. He had believed his sister than me. He thought that really I am having an affair with someone and I am dating many guys. That was the very moment I had to blame him having a coquette sisters. He became paranoid from his own experience.

Then he came to Dubai, I thought it was the end of his never ending doubts and negative thoughts on me…but the worst he became. We live each day with his nonsense suspicion. He always have so many questions like “Why are you late? Did you meet someone? What did you both do? Why do you have to dress well? What took you so long to answer your mobile? Etc etc etc. Those words are hurting me so much. Often, I would ask him “Why everyday of my life I have to hear that from you? You didn’t took me on the road and my parents didn’t send me to school to be just like what you say” I never cheated on him ever. I don’t see any point to it. There is no plausible reason for why he thinks I cheated. I had friends and even his sister knows it, she met some of them. They’re very rare friends whom I found in Dubai not taking advantage on me and respect my status as married.

I came to the point of leaving him many times….i have even packed my things….the first time it happened I left our flat finding some place to go…while walking I was crying out loud and asking myself why is he the very first person to hurt me that way. I hate him so much that night and when I came back he was there….he was working on a night duty so I was expecting he wouldn’t be there when I get my things… But there he was….asking for forgiveness…..that he was so sorry and he was just joking.

To be continued on the next Couple’s Corner…..Kiss and Make Up. For more Couple’s Corner stories just click the badge above.

Came across on this site which talk about the basic needs of husband and wife and the common errors in marriage. And i'd like to share it to you guys...

What then are the needs of a wife?

1. A wife needs someone who understands her.
2. A wife needs someone who accepts her as she is.
3. A wife needs someone who cherishes her.
4. A wife needs someone who demonstrates strength and wisdom in leadership.
5. A wife needs someone who is faithful.

What then are the needs of a husband?

1. A husband needs someone who depends on him.
2. A husband needs someone who accepts him as he is.
3. A husband needs someone who encourages and supports him.
4. A husband needs his wife's womanhood in the home atmosphere.
5. A husband needs someone who is faithful.

WHEN WE'RE APART
I REALLY MISS YOU

People talk to me, but i don't really hear them.

Their words float in the air until my mind finally acknowledges that i need to give some kind of response.
My day dreams aren't even dreaming.
I feel bored, lost, uninterested in much of anything.
I pick up the phone to call you but it's the wrong time or i know you're out of reach.
I REALLY MISS YOU
There's no one else i want to talk about whatever is happening or not happening in my life.
I go through the motions and do all the things i usually do, but my heart knows i'm not my usual self.
My life is on hold. I look at the clock and the calendars, and the hours, and the days take on a renewed sense of length.
Time stands still.
The nights take forever.
My sleep is restless.
My life is on "pause.....wrong"
I JUST REALLY MISS YOU
I pray that you're safre from all harm and you're feeling alright, that you're healthy and sleeping well.
I miss your laughter.
I miss our talks.
Sometimes I almost cry for no reason but my heart knows better.
I'm just sad
and
I REALLY MISS YOU HONEY!!!
I Love You!

Missin' U,
Bhing

Being far away from each other after the marriage was the hardest part of being a couple. One can't just imagine how we survived. There we're times that i almost wanted to go home...though we talked everyday and chat during the weekend still it was not enough.

We miss each other badly!!! Hubby would always say that we already had a farther life as lovers and the more when we got married. We just thought that it was the life that God has planned for us. And sooner we'll be together.

I had my one month vacation after a year and a half and that's the only time i felt that i'm a wife. I was there to pamper him with so much love and care. Prepare his things, his food....everything..... like i was serving a King.

And again I have to leave…….then after a year and a half again….he came to Dubai….and that’s the time we start our lives together….

November 15, 2009

Mercato Mall

Erwin & Lizet, Marlon & Sheng

As planned we'll watch the movie "2012" on Thursday night but then my hubby's cousin invited us to watch the movie after attending the Sunday Mass at Saint Mary's Church. Take note it was the first time that my hubby watch a movie here in Dubai after a year in a half...hehehe

I was reading the reviews online and most of it are negative...from a movie critique. But for someone like me...well, i enjoyed it!..30Dhs for 3 hours is worthy enough. I don't care how it was done....what is important i think is the message it conveys....

Hehehehe! Most of my flatmates we're late today and some declared this day as their own holiday. It's always been like that....we've never missed any of his flight. And like today, again we are all gathered at the receiving area just to watch Manny's fight....forgetting that we might be late at work.

It was such a magnificent performance of Manny, I presumed Pangit is really disappointed again with his opponent. I can imagine how our flatmates would tease him when he goes home today. As a boxing enthusiast and a boxer during his teenage life, he never believes Manny's strength...he always said that some of Manny's punches are unbelievable. That's why most of the time he loss the bet like the previous fight of Manny vs Hatton....wherein their wager is one case of beer.

Well, congrats to Manny and to all the Filipino out there who prayed for him...

Everyone at home talks about the movie "2012", most of them watch last thursday and leaving some of us watching wowowie...huhuhu. They know's how much i wanted to watch the movie as well but since my hubby has work last friday we postponed watching it for some other day.

And yesterday, i told him if he would like to watch the movie since we're both going home earlier. And he answered, up to you....an answer that i hate most coz i don't know if he really likes or not. So to avoid more arguments, i decided to have our new haircut and maybe we'll watch the movie on his restday on Thursday.

Aside from our new hairdo, we bought some shirts and slacks. We also had our dinner at Kape Korner in Al Attar Shopping Mall, a resto offering all the Filipino delicacy. It was almost like we had a simple dinner date...hehehe

Can't wait for Thursday...so we can watch the movie "2012"..

Gosh i need to read my diary back then so i can be sure of the details i have to write here! We'll here's my story for the week...

I always have a dream list but it doesn’t include the marriage proposal that’s why my previous entry is not so interesting. So now here’s another one…I dream of having one and only boyfriend…which means that my first boyfriend will be my husband. And take note, I was his only girlfriend too…

I know from the very start that he loves me so much and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. On our second year, he insisted that we got married secretly which sometimes I opposed coz I told him that it’s not that I don’t want to marry him but I don’t believe in secret marriage. As what old folks say, if you’re meant for each other…then you’re meant to be... I don’t want to be in a hurry…what matters most is that we love each other so much…… besides I was still studying and being the eldest I have a great responsibility to my family and If I got married for sure they will condemn me.

I was involved in campus politics during those days which cause me to attend many parties and go home late. And you know when you love someone you tend to tell him everything you do which sometimes was a cause of an argument. I have always been honest with him even for the smallest things which should be kept with me. With these reasons, he said that when I visit him on sembreak we will get married and that’s final! Sembreak came, October 19, 2003….we met at Grand Central Mall in Monumento….we hop, we eat and later we’ve lost the most precious treasure that we have. It’s not the wedding you expect…but the wedding in ................... Hehehehe!

Living all the guilt! I failed one of my dreams again…that is to march in the aisle of the Church going to the Altar pure and chaste….Huhuhu. Life has to go on but then here we became more concern of the future. I was nearly to graduate when he suggested arranging my documents going to abroad. I was then busy with my thesis and yet I have to find time arranging my documents going to Dubai. I need to fly right after my graduation coz I have to relieve his sister who’s going to deliver his baby in the Philippines. Few days after graduation I went to Manila to arrange some more documents while waiting for my visa and ticket.

For security reason we decided to get married through civil rights. Alone, I did all the necessary arrangement for the wedding. He just accompanied me when we bought our wedding ring and when we talked to his Aunt and Uncle to be our witness. I was supposed to asked my bestfriend to be one of the witness on our wedding but the day I told him that I’m getting married she became mad at me…she was the first person to know it and even if that idea of getting married was not approved to her…I wish her to be there since she was the closest person I have in Manila. But knowing that she was angry with me…I did not have the courage to call her and invite her. And with regards to my family, before I left Bicol, I told my mom that maybe we will get married before I go to Dubai. She told me why?....and I answered her…for security reason that indeed we’ll be for each other………….. That was the first time I saw how disappointed my mom was. She thought that if I got married I won’t be able to help them esp. my sibling who are studying. But then I assured to her that nothing would change…I would still be there to support them.

So we got married….April 28, 2005 at Manila City Hall without any member of my family. After that short wedding ceremony, we had our reception at a nearby restaurant. Supposedly that day was a happy day for both of us....but how could you be happy... thinking that your loveones are saddened with your decision. And the other thing was that..... in a few more days we'll have a farther lives and we don't know what's ahead of us.

It was May 5 2005, 7 days after tying the knot when I left to Dubai with all the promise that no matter how far we are from each other nothing would change and we'll remain faithful. Can you just imagine how he cried? Night before I left he was already crying so hard and the more he cried when we were already at the airport. That kind of scene was no new for us anymore....we've survived our 3 years and 3 months long distance relationship and every time he has to come back to Bulacan for work I would always see him cry while taking the ferry.

That was the hardest part of our lives...though we've always had our lives away from each other but that time it was not just cities that separates us but continents....In two months time i can't still recover from homesickness...i can't almost do my work properly. There was not a day that i don't miss him and if it was only like Bicol and Manila, for sure i flew back home already...

This was the song he used to sing before i left....

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I love you - no matter what You can count on me - I just won’t give up I’ll love you through the good times or when the days are rough I love you - no matter what


I love you when the sun shines, I love you when it rains I love you when you’re close to me, Or when you’re far away I love you when you’re smiling, I love you when you’re mad I love you when we disagree, Or when we’re holding hands

I love you when you’re happy, I love you when you cry I love you when you’re silly, Or when you’re feeling shy I love you in the daytime, I love you through the night I love you when you make mistakes, Or when you get it right I love you when you’re working, I love you when you play Oh, I love you forever, And I love you today

I wish i know how to sing....so i can sing you this song...

Another story to share here at Couple’s Corner!

When you are further away from each other the passions soars when you meet! As long as you both don't cheat or anything. Long distance relationships can and do work! They work for those that are trustworthy, trusting, decent and remotely patient for something good.

After declaring our love on that sunny afternoon of New Year 2002 at Maribina Falls we have had our lives as if nothing had really changed. I live each day as an ordinary college girl in town and he works as an ordinary laborer in the city. It should have been tough nurturing our love considering the distance that we have…but no…it wasn’t…for the first year. We met seasonal and we have it like we we’re friends or he was still courting me. I remember there was this time that he stayed the whole night in our house talking to me…spending all the remaining hours before he left again to Bulacan. At the middle of the night I know he was already sleepy but when I asked him if he wanted to go home…he said no…and when it was about 4 in the morning I saw him close his eyes and asked him if he wants to go home already….but still he said no. Instead he asked a favor if he can lie he’s head on my lap so he can take a short sleep… (By the way it our usual setting that when we talked we should be on a opposite/adjacent seat facing each other….seems like we’re just really friends and we’re not on). Hesitant, I asked him to come near to me so he can rest for a while. (I have always been very careful in all the things I do or say…I don’t want to make an impression that because I grew up in the city I’m a liberated girl…….coz she likes a maria clara). The moment he close his eyes I wanted to hug and even kiss him on his forehead….and I think I have the right already…..and surely it’s not for the reason that I’m taking the first move but because we’re on…and it’s normal to cuddle…to kiss…to show some sweetness…. How I wish to hug him so tight that night since he’s leaving by tomorrow and we’ll see each other again after 4 months or more. But no! I did not! I’m afraid he’ll have a wrong impression on me…so then again we had our life further away from each other…

On our first anniversary, January 1, 2003, it was the start of a colorful relationship. It was not a romantic celebration as you might expect it….but it was a real memorable one for both of us. We met that day to attend the evening mass at the cathedral and right after…we stayed to our favorite hang out.

He usually parked his tricycle near that tree on the left (as usual)…and we’ll wait for the dawn before going home. But that night was unusual…before we used to stay their talking and watching the fisherman’s who comes and go while seated close to each other (immovable) at the passenger’s seat. But that night he pulled me close to him and let my head lie on his shoulder and because the weather during that season was a bit cold… he cuddled me (for the first time…which made my heart beats faster) and started touching my chin for quite sometimes and embraced me tightly maybe because it was really cold that time….but never did I expect that he will kiss me that night (that was my first ever kiss from the very first guy I love). My bodies numbed with cold or because of that kiss that lasted for a minute and more….physically shocked I didn’t know how to respond and the moments we get back to our consciousness….we’re both running out of breath.

I went home upset....as I was expecting him to ask permission before kissing me! Again, that’s included on my list of dreams….that when I had my first kiss….that lucky guy should ask permission as a sign of respect and gentleness…...do I sounds awkward? ….coz that’s what he said on me….that it was normal and needless to ask permission….any of you who expected the same?

Anyway, that kiss was the beginning of a more healthy and happy relationship. We became more concern to each other, more caring and more passionate. And at the middle of our second year, we begin to talk about marriage which of course is still out of my mind since I was just on my third year in college. Though on the other hand is a good idea coz definitely I’ll be marrying the only men in my life as part of my oath. Then October that same year I decided to visit him during the sembreak and we planned to have our secret marriage which did not happen.

So actually there was no marriage proposal, only a question that “What if we get married now? From then on every time we met we talked about it….on how we gonna do it without the knowledge of our family……which remained as plan until i graduated from college.

Till next couple’s corner…