Yesterday, I was talking to Zaldy and Cyla on Skype when something
dawned on me and gave me a sense of looming reality. Six months from now, our
long-stalled wedding will take place, and up to that point, I thought that there’s
just a lot of time left but I realized that we don’t. On the other hand, I may be
worrying too much. Whatever I should be feeling right now, it doesn’t matter. Prepare early then, you get everything in
order. My overriding principle in life
is - If you can start today, do so. I was never a fan of procrastination. And
besides, my beautiful fiancée must be worried 10x more than I am right now. So I’m
giving her more favor than I am doing myself any help.
Honestly, it’s not really the wedding I am worried about. It’s the
day after, and the decades that will follow. And I am not even certain that
this anxiety is not that gee-I-can’t-wait feeling whenever I am waiting for my
turn to sing karaoke (that is if I jam with people I just met or barely knew). There
is just this truckload of questions. But one thing is for sure, there’s nothing
more I would want than to grow old with my future wife.
I’m feeling what my good buddy, Mike Gadia, must have been feeling when he was just counting months before his wedding over a year ago. Whenever we got the chance to chat on Facebook, he’d just blurt out how frantic the preparations were. Back then, I didn’t get it. I had this impression that the brouhaha over weddings is just a girl thing, but I was mistaken. You’d really want it to be perfect, not because everything must be brilliant, but because you would want to start this married life perfectly.
Well, I called Zaldy and Cyla to discuss
the choir’s preparation for the ceremony. We’ve got a list of songs that
include those that will be sung for the first time by my beloved Sto. Nino
Choir. Just as I had expected, I am hearing complaints of how difficult the
songs were. But the dedication, of course, is there, and I admire how everyone
is working hard to make sure that they’ll sing their parts perfectly. Included
in the repertoire are:
1. Beati Quorum Via – C.V. Stanford
2. From this Moment – S. Twain
3. O Magnum Mysterium – M. Lauridsen
4. The First Time I Loved Forever – (Phil
Madrigal Singers’ arr)
5. When I Fall In Love – (Phil Madrigal
Singers’ arr)
6. Runaway – (Corrs, arr by my friend, S.E.
Pacamparra – if he finishes it)
7. Parent’s Prayer (Christian Song) – Steven Curtis
Chapman
Passion in music is one of the few things that I and my fiancée share in common. As an accountant, I am in no way professionally related to her work as a nurse, so there would be a lot of dead air and one-way talking going on in our daily calls, but a topic on music would usually keep my Skype and phone bills climbing, LOL.
With six months to go, how do I consume my
time prior to the date I will fly home to don on that tuxedo? Well aside from
my buwis-buhay work here in Kabul, there’s
three things I’ve found really fun to do:
1. Watching MasterChef Australia
2. Imitating those dishes I saw in MasterChef
with the burner plate I’ve got in my room.
3. Eating what I cooked and discerning if I can
use it as an audition entry should there be a MasterChef – Afghanistan edition.
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| What if MasterChef hits NATO Bases in Afghanistan? |
And of course there’s three things I’ve
found not fun to do, and yet I still
have to do them:
1. Running (or brisk-walking) 2 kilometers a
day on the treadmill to shed off extra fat I gained in eating my MasterChef
entrees and main courses
2. Running 500 meters more to shed even just
a bit of my belly flabs accumulated over years of eating in US dining
facilities, which would always serve supersized meals buffet style.
3. Stepping on that weighing scale and seeing
that I’m just losing a thousandth of a kilo after an hour of excessive sweating
and leg-cramping exercises.
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| At 23 minutes, I have walked/jogged 2,205 meters and burned 177 Cal |
Doing all these things gave me two realizations.
First, things you do for fun aren’t really as easy as they seem to be, you just
don’t notice the difficulty as you are enjoying them. And of course - things
that are not fun to do are never easy.
Even if the task is just to wait, it is
never easy.
It’s already 1 am and I gotta hit the bed. See ya.
