Crazy, Crazy, Crazy Little Thing

I saw my little sister Chessie and friend Clarish post about the Thai movie titled "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" and what actually caught my attention was how Ches raved about Mario Maurer, who I've had a crush on a couple of years ago.

You just HAVE to see this.
I think its cute that the movie's tagline is "Based on a True Story", because its EVERYONE'S story, only it ends differently.

Can't blame me now, can you?

I've seen a lot of his photos and have expectantly drooled all over them, but I didn't really know what I was missing out on when I finally saw the movie last week. I started at 3:00 A.M. and ended at 5:00P.M., not regretting it the least bit. In fact, I sat in bed all giddy next to my snoring husband, pretending that I was in pigtails , all dreamy-eyed. It was such a cute moment in my life that I won't forget. It was like watching the taped episodes (in VHS) of G-Mik all over again, when Heart Evangelista and John Prats' scenes made my knees all wobbly (a.k.a. the usual case of spaghetti legs). Apart from partly dying at the scenes where Mario Maurer is required to look straight into the camera, I got to thinking about my own "Crazy Little Love", otherwise known as my first love.

Before I start mumbling random stories that end up all over the place, you have to see the trailer just so we're on the same page.

Note that what follows is written mostly for myself (ha!)

You think you've felt it before. Grade School, heck maybe even back in Preschool. No matter what age it hits you, it just does when it does. Borrowing this line from Mean Girls, its like being hit by a big yellow school bus. You end up falling into a coma, then your world is suddenly all rainbow-colored and unicorns lived next door, and you end up barfing butterflies. I thought I knew what First Love meant, but it wasn't until my second year in High School that I finally discovered what it meant, what it felt. Yes, I used to daydream about boys before, but this one hit me hard, and boy did he hit me good.

The story went almost just like Shone's and Nam's. It took awhile (not nine years, make it about two) before we ended up together. And boy oh boy was I in cloud 9 when we were together. Even through the tough times.

I was deeply in love with him. I was 15 and was so sure that he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I could see him with our children, I remember him telling me that I would make a good Mom, out of nowhere. He was sweet, and everything I wanted. He treated me like a Princess, just the way every girl deserved to be. He was my Prince Charming, sweeping me off of my bony feet every now and then, the best is when I least expect.

There are several things I would never forget about our relationship. The way he would ask his driver to turn back to school, and he'd walk up to me and say, "I forgot to tell you that I love you." and I felt like dying right on the spot. The way he'd orchestrate his classmates to sing the song "My Girl" and change the words to "Abbie" whenever they walk past our classroom (we're from different classes but the same year). The way he'd surprise me at home with flowers and ice cream, a DVD for us to watch together, my favorite ones are his hugs and kisses...even when I'm sick. Especially when I'm sick.

To be honest, we had genuine, pure love for each other. Everyone noticed that, and they told us tirelessly.We were just...I don't know... I can't even describe it.

It was a kind of love that would exist beyond everything else. Life, death, everything in between. There is a special place in my heart for him. He's one of the few I look up to in so many ways. He's doing the things he said he'd do when he was 15. A lawyer and diplomat in the making. I know that he was born to do great things for the Philippines, and for the world all together (as cheesy as that sounds). I couldn't be any more proud of him. I couldn't be any more proud that he was once mine, and that a part of him will always be, no matter what.

That's how first love is. We didn't end up getting married, but that doesn't mean all those years I've loved him and moped and cried over him would go down the drain.

I'm meant to go through them for a reason. It was to appreciate the people that come in my life. It was to know what true love is. It was to know how it feels like to be heartbroken. It was to know what it feels like to stand up again. It was to know how I should've kept everything balanced.

It was to know that love exists in people. It was to know that I had it in me all along. It was to know myself.

I won't deny that whenever I see his Facebook page, or whenever we meet, a part of me still gets all warm and fuzzy. The love and respect that I have for him will always be there, and no one will ever take that away.

We have such an amazing story, and I can't wait to tell it to my children once they experience their first love, and first heartbreak.

Without it, I wouldn't know how to appreciate the love that my Husband and I have for each other. In marriage, it takes more than just butterflies and white knights and princesses in glass slippers for the relationship to last, or even exist between two people. Its a lot of hard work. Worthy of all the bittersweet-ness that comes your way.

Whether you end up with your first love (good for you), or not (there are reasons for that too, so...good for you), it feels awesome to have something like this to look back to, and to look forward to. No one is spared of this, and you should be thankful for that.

So yes, your first love never dies, and your true love takes a lot of work to keep. And trust me, its worth it.

So whether you're experiencing what its like to have your first love, or your true love...Hold on to your seats, sweeties. You're in for the treat of your life.


  1. OMG Abbie favorite ko rin nun sa G-mik sila Yuan at Missy! LOL. Super kilig! Hahahaha!

    Ang kyot kyot naman ng first love story mo Abbie. Ang sweet nung guy! Haaaay teenage years. <3

  2. Kailan po ito pinalabas? Ngayung year lang po?

  3. I saw this one too. Not crazy about the ending though but the rest of it was great :)

  4. Hi. Paano niyo po ito napanuod. May CD ka po ba? :))))))))))))))))

  5. i love this post, it took more than a decade for me and my first love to finally call it quits. we tried reconciling our relationship four times over that span of time but realized after the fourth that we're much better off being friends. i still love him dearly but i can't imagine myself with anyone else but my "forever and ever" husband. :)