Confesión Numero Uno: Status: In a Relationship

Believe it or not, I found this on my legal pad. I believe I had written this ages ago for the blog, but I forgot about it. And because I had been looking for pieces of paper that I could solve Stat problems on, I accidentally found this draft. I actually laughed a lot while reading this as it completely escaped my mind and now reading this feels like reading a stranger’s work. :)

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Is having a serious relationship with someone not physically present possible? Does it defy the rules of romantic relationships, as many relationship-police officers are claiming?

She loved the internet. Facebook was her homepage, and she practically wasted most of her evening hours as a doughnut-butt in front of her laptop. ‘A sacred routine,’ her best friends used to tease her. “She should date Facebook!” But instead of taking it as a hint to slow down, she kept her eyes forward and managed to fare along without even considering stopping. Then she met him. He was tall, his eyes were in an eternal playful squint, and his smile was perf. Not really the normal meeting we know of. It was more like a cyber meeting at Facebook through a group they had apparently joined together in. Surprise, surprise. It started simple, exchanging messages and comments, staring at each other’s photos, chatting until dawn. Eventually though, they found Facebook too small and inconvenient so they decided to resort to text messaging and calling. He was from Manila, she was from a small city in Mindanao, and the closest thing they had gotten to physical meeting was a video chat via Skype, and that rarely even happened. As odd as their situation seemed, they decided to step up in the relationship they were in and called themselves their own boyfriend and girlfriend. They were smitten. They believed there was love in the air wherever they were. They believe this would last, as their eyes were sparkling love. They believed this was true. They believed this was it.

I am not bashing the people who believe to have found love over the wonders of technology, and neither am I claiming people who are against it are narrow-minded. Chill. It. Out.

Personally, I find long-distance relationships tiring, tedious, dangerous, and lacking of assurance. Here are just a few reasons on my list that explain why:

1.You meet a lot of people who you get to admire along the way. That’s when confusion comes in and you fall for the person who’s “already there.” Thus, you leave the other person hanging in suspension and waiting for nothing. This is as terrible as a dead star. (I really hate this and I feel like crying whenever I think about the possibilities, you know.)

2.You get bored of “just” waiting for the time when you’d finally meet. Because of this, you lose interest and you eventually fall out.

3.Medium is important. I learned that when I was just starting in the English Program. Two parties have a much higher chance of getting along better when they speak personally than when they have technology as the bridge to their love. Technology could mess up too. Sometimes it even masks our true emotions. Lies are easily made up; feelings could be faked. Reality is lost in machines and technology.

4.Things are ambiguous in this type of relationship. Things are unclear. You begin to doubt if you truly are meant to meet him/her, or if you ever are. That is the point you get paranoid.

Despite listing down the cons of being in a long-distance relationship that I had managed to come up with, I had also realized that there is still one tiny upside to this after all:

Along the course of waiting (if you truly learn to patiently wait and place it in the Lord’s hand), you’d follow your priorities, and you’d fare better in these priorities. And of course, you’d realize that everything – the wait and all – is definitely worth it.

I tried to weigh things out earlier and was not surprised that the cons were much longer on paper than I had thought. However, I believe the upside outweighed the downside, somehow. This relationship is actually safer than I had expected.

(Alright, time out! I have no idea what I was thinking when I was writing this. I do not favor long distance relationships just because I am the type of person who, who, who, misses easily. And I don’t know. Maybe physical presence is the strongest assurance a human could give to me when it comes to this. Some people could handle this, but I don’t think I’m that brave to get into something like this. Somebody told me once it’s a way of testing faithfulness, and that sooner or later, I’d experience it too. Imagine my horrified face while convincing her it would not happen to me. Ever. Haha. Sometimes, I could be a kid. But hey. Being far from your partner is not biblical. How could the wife be her husband’s “helper” through chat or calls? Just say I love you and that’s it? Well, it’s not prohibited either, but then again, some people could handle this for a given period of time, but not everybody can. Ah, what am I saying, I’m interrupting my own post! Continue, please.)

Having said all these, I assume my thoughts on this matter are made clear. Yes, I am pro-long distance relationships, and actually, I even am in one right now (Yes, you read that right. Sorry I was not able to tell you.) Could you actually believe that? I tend to shrug off the remarks I get when my friends at school badger me with questions as to why I decided to go for a fish at the far ocean, over the swimming fishes that are swimming right in my very own fish pond. But what could I do?

Destiny. I do believe in that. It is a belief I had held on for so long that I do not ever wish of letting go.

His name is…

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I am terribly sorry. When I encoded this, I stopped half-way through. And now that I have the time to continue encoding this, I LOST the draft. Trust me when I say my papers have legs. -___-

This is too long to let go, so I might as well continue this post. I do remember the gist though, thus I shall go on.

Yes, I am in a long distance relationship.

He’s in the future.

Yes. I KNOW how cheesy this sounds, but HELLO? I wrote this a long time ago, and I was barely an adult. And coming to think of it, I actually am still in one. This is the kind of long distance relationship that I approve of, apparently. I’m not thinking about this thing a lot these days, I assure you. But because I found this draft, immediately pronounced treasure, and didn’t want to waste hand-written ideas that actually sounded pretty good (at least for me), I might as well put this thing up on my blog. After all, I haven’t posted anything in ages.

Remember the guy from Manila? No, it wasn’t me he met. It was a friend. And you know what happened over the course of their relationship? They broke up. Apparently, the guy was messing around while the girl over here was investing time and money to make them actually happen virtually. (I wrote this draft while they were still on; now I know why I was only allowed to continue this now. It wouldn’t be until now that I would be able to grasp this idea completely.)

My mind is in a post-frenzied state right now, so pardon me for unorganized thoughts mashed up in a single blog post. Believe me, I am not drunk. I just had been in a terribly stressful week (story would follow in the succeeding posts, maybe). Thus, I have to do away with the conclusion portion and leave it to you, readers.

What do you think?