you might be guilty of unconsciously doing things that are actually small sacrifices (that pay off) for a certain someone. and here, being guilty is a good thing… as long as you take turns at it… :)
dining out. you want to pig out there, he/she wants to eat somewhere else. suddenly, you want to eat at “somewhere else”. you tend to crave for the fulfillment of his/her craving rather than yours. you ordered this dish, he/she ordered something else. he/she took a bite of yours, and you took a bite of his/hers. he/she liked your food better. and you strongly agree as his/hers is bland. then you exchanged the plates, let him/her finish the good dish, you took the bland one, called the waiter and asked for salt and pepper. you then went out of the resto after eating, and funny enough, both of you are satisfied.He/she, because of the food. You, because he/she was satisfied.
movies. you saw the trailer 10 months ago, you are effing excited to see it. the release date was set, you’re gonna go for it. you told him/her about the movie that you want to see. that you want to be among the people who will see it first. then he/she can’t go on that day. and so you chose not to see the movie on its first day. not without him/her. you came home, you saw a pirated copy of that same movie. you looked at it, checked the synopsis on the back which turned out to be the synopsis of a different movie (damn pirated copies), “clear, blu-ray quality” it says on the front. you put it down on your dusty counter and you went to bed.. you chose not to see the movie. again, not without him/her.
in a cab. you went somewhere with him/her, effing tired but happy. you called a cab, sat beside him/her, and saw the driver press the button on the meter, shifted gear and hit the gas. 30.00… 32.50… 35.00…37.50… he/she leaned on you, sleepy. he/she looked comfortable and cozy with the way that he/she is positioned. but you are not comfortable. his/her head is pressing down too hard on your lap. it hurts. 92.50… 95.00… 97.50… he/she is comfortably sleeping on your lap, your legs are numb. you didn’t say a thing. and you didn’t dare move a muscle, so as not to disturb his/her comfort.
it was cold, you gave him/her your jacket. it was raining, you took most of it. you got on a bus, you let him/her have the available seat while saying “pagod na ko umupo” well in fact all you wanted to do then was to sit down. you have a problem, he/she has one too. but you chose to talk about his/hers first, and you will deal with yours later. both of you were thirsty, you bought a bottle of water, you opened it and handed it to him/her first, and you were smiling as you watch him/her gulp it down, waiting for the “ahhhhh” sound when he/she is done…
we instinctively do these things for our someone. we don’t think about it at all. again, instinctively. the good thing is, you take turns doing all of these things. sometimes you are the “YOU” and sometimes you are the “HIM/HER or the HE/SHE”… we really do crazy things. things that are sometimes illogical. FCUK logic then. :)
