525,600 minutes of love, hate, pain, suffering and well, love that conquers all of that

   "525,600 minutes, how do you measure, measure a year.."

   This song may sound familiar to most of you. Yes, it is Seasons of Love by RENT (as far as I know that's the original..). In a year, there are different kinds of seasons, yet, one thing cannot be doubted. In all those seasons, there is love. When there are storms, there is love. When kids play ball in the streets under the scorching sun, there is love. When Ginebra fans and Alaska fans jeer at each other, yes, there is actually love. In 525,600 minutes, there are seasons of love.

  Now, I'd like to share with a little story, if you supposed. I don't know whether to call it a story or a biography, so just call it what you may.

  Today, my dear friends, is May 27. For most, it is a a regular date, a Monday for this year's case. Well, for me, it's isn't just a regular date. It's a special date. A REALLY special date.

    Now, that conversation you see above is probably the conversation that changed my whole life. Literally. I still remember that. I couldn't sleep before that thinking that I got rejected, that I didn't have any hope. Well after that, my fortunes changed. I was happy. REALLY happy. I was literally jumping around my room due to the joy I was experiencing. FINALLY, someone actually liked me. After being rejected all these years, someone actually had mutual feelings for me. It was amazing. It was crazy. It was.. just wow. I still remember playing basketball that time, and I was telling myself, "Damn.. is this reality? Am I standing in this court... no longer heartbroken?" It was.. insane.

  Of course, the first few days of our relationship were great. We were crazy sweet to each other. Smiling was practically a must during those times. I thought that things would be smooth sailing for the rest of our relationship. I honestly thought that this would last forever. I was wrong. Dead wrong.

  We had our very first fight the first week of June, the same week of the opening of classes. How did I feel during those times? I felt horrible. I felt week. I felt hopeless. Thankfully, we made amends I few days after. Things would go back to normal.. or so I thought. During our first monthsary, well, let's just say I disappointed her. Of course afterwards, we became alright, and things got back to normal.

  Honestly, if I were to tell my whole love story with my girl, it would be like a playlist named "Heartbreak songzzz <///3" playing on repeat. Different lyrics, different melody, but same idea. We're happy. We fight. We make amends. Then we fight again. Sounds tiring right?

  Honestly, it does. Nakakapagod din. Having to go through practically the same old song and dance day in and day out... it can even be infuriating. 

  That's how relationships are, believe it or not. It can actually present more hate than love. It can give you more heartache rather than a feeling of hope. Crazy isn't it? How love can be so twisted and ironic.. it's crazy to say the least.

  Yet, you may ask, how did I hold on to Camille?

   Yes, Camille. Camille The Pretty Mermaid. That girl who made me feel like a failure. I've been holding on to her for 525,600 minutes. Has it been crazy? Yes. Has it been difficult? Yes. Has it been worth it? YES. A RESOUNDING YES.

525,600 minutes with this angel blessed to me.

  Despite all the fights that I've had with her, whether reasonable or not, and all the pain she has made me go through, it has been worth. Yes, I am saying it, it has been incredibly worth it. Some may disagree, but it has been worth it. Really worth it. 

   To end this blog post, I would like to give some messages to some people.

   

   First, to Camille, happy anniversary! It has been 525,600 minutes of love with you. Despite all that we have been through, we are here, happy and together. This has all been crazy, this past year I have spent with you. I'm thankful for all the lessons that you have taught me throughout our relationship, and I hope you have learned from me as well. Thank you, for everything. I know I have made a number of mistakes in the past, and I'm sorry for that. You are amazing, and you can be even more amazing. We will both become better.  For us and for Him. :)

   Next, to all our friends. We'd like to thank you for your support, 'cause if you guys weren't there, both of us would probably not even be here. So we thank you for the love you have given me and Camille.

   Lastly, to you guys, the guys reading the blog post.

   Whether you be a relative, a friend or a teacher; if you feel like giving up on something, think about it first. Think if giving up on this will actually bear good fruit to you. Think if losing this thing will actually make you better. Think about all of the things that can be affected by this decision of yours.

   Love is difficult. It is cliche, but it is true. Love isn't meant to be incredibly happy and joyful as most movies suggest. Setting up a fancy candle light dinner is really difficult to do, painful even. 

   In love, you will experience pain. It will hurt. At times, you'll really feel that urge to just give up and throw everything away, so that you can start from scratch. It will really be painful. 

   You will experience pain, you will hate, and you will suffer in love. But despite all of this, it is love that will conquer.