My Amnesia Girl


I had the chance to watch “My Amnesia Girl” again which features the very convincing John Lloyd Cruz and the equally great (here) Toni Gonzaga. The story rooted from the wedding jitter Cruz encountered while his bride, Gonzaga, was walking down the aisle.  Well, he ran away.—I felt the pain in Gonzaga, deeply. Cruz’ character made me curse hard and spill the same lines brought to him. So there. Maybe you know how I was pinched there.

I suddenly thought of so many things then. Is it simply normal for a bride or groom to feel scared of the new life they are about to face? When do you say, he/she is ready to settle down? As this point in time, when careers are still on the soar and finances are still starting to fill up the piggy bank, can we absolutely say readiness is full-forced?

After a trust-earthquake occurrence in my life, these thoughts have started lingering in my mind for days.  Its disturbing, I tell you. And with everyday I wake up nearing my big day, I ask myself, am I bringing a new life with all the weapons I will be needing? When someone says he paced slowly at the idea of getting hitched, will he ever get back to the normal lane? If ever he does, how will he run again?

I hope to finish answering these questions soon. Time is ticking. And I still need time to buy all the things I, together with my partner, would utilize.

Who the hell wants to be an Amnesia Girl/ Boy? Certainly, nobody.


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