I met Norman almost a year ago and we never stopped being friends since then. I am the most sincere person to ever say that we instantly clicked on our first meeting because heaven knows, we really, really, really did.
The thing about me is that I am not very good with first impressions. On the extreme end, I smile and laugh a lot. On the other end, I have the tendency to be obnoxiously shy and speechless. So I get tagged under labels which are either inappropriate or inadequate.
I would like to believe that Norman was able to see past through that ugly wall. Thus, the super close friend status hours after we have been introduced. Now, that’s one thing about Norman. He has the ability to discern beyond what the eyes can only see.
In a couple of months, Norman has taught me so much more than some people have ever had in years.
There are words and phrases I would not know today if not because I heard him use them first. There are things I would not have survived (i.e, first major research paper in graduate school) or learned to let go (i.e, missed opportunities) if not because he was there to guide me. I might have lost my willingness to run after things that or people who made me happy if not because I saw him do it again and again and again. Even after when it hurts. Again.
This is not a known fact, but Norman believed in The Butterfly Project before anyone else did, before any of us realized its weight and impact. He was the friend I randomly texted about wanting to start a little project, and was the same person who pushed me to go beyond my usual limits.
To be fair, there are also favorite moments I would not have if not because of him. Last year, on the eve of the presumed end of the world, we offset our fears by cracking as much joke as we can. We might not have died from the Mayan’s prediction, but laughter could have also been the death ours.
Norman’s trip to Ilocos was more random than not. While he called me a day before his departure from Manila, I was not exactly willing to believe him until he was already in front of our house.
You see, while Norman and I get so well most of the time, we are the nastiest and feistiest grown-up brats when we are fighting. Trust me, we have seen each other’s wrath especially when it comes to setting up appointments. Knowing him, there was still a high chance of cancellation on the very last minute.. which pisses the heck out of me not because I am not flexible to changes but because I do not appreciate wasted hopes and efforts. Haha.
But of course, this is only on his personal life. Norman’s professionalism is impeccable. I-give na natin sakanya.
Me: Why did you come over? | Norman: Passion for life.
We went to Fort Ilocandia Hotel and Casino to swim and *dun dun dun* we had all three of their swimming pools on our own!
We also realized how confident we are with our insecurities when we are together. Ang dami naming body issues, please.
Mother of Hotness. HALF JOKE. Gusto mo ‘yan.
Seeing this photo makes me miss my old hair. I had it darkened and shortened again. Yay to changes (and backlogs)!
Random: Someone sent me a question through my ask button to inquire about where I have my hair done in Ilocos and the answer is: David’s Salon Robinsons. You may want to schedule an appointment with their senior hair stylist, Mr. Larry, because he is awesome! BTW, sorry for this late response. Hoho.
Went to JV’s Wabi Sabi for another round of refreshment. JV and Norman were thesis partners during their undergraduate degree in UP Diliman’s National College of Public Administration and Governance.
Look at them now, so chubby and still so single. OR. Haha.
Random, again: This is why I had my hair shortened and recolored again. It was not working for me anymore. And it looked so dry and faded because I neglected it during our month-long finals season. Huhu. My hair’s in waaay better condition now. Thanks to Ms. Rosalie of Piandre Trinoma. :)