best friends

"Best friends"

"...are the ones who are most closest to you..but they do have some quirks compared to "friends"...they are so close to you that they don't ask permission to take something of yours...they take it...they make you laugh until you choke on your own phlegm when your sick...and then laugh about that...they are the ones you can tell your deepest darkest secrets..and they share the burden of that secret..with the gift of laughter....they can see something horrible...as an opportunity spend a great day..and enjoy that darkness..in the lightest way possible....basically...having a a best friend is like an oxymoron...they make you feel the anguishes of life as the most dreamiest things in the world...but no matter..a best friend..always has limits...and sets rules..and loves you like a sister/brother..and cares for you like a mother/father...and teaches you like a grandma/grandpa (even with little experience)..and enjoys spending time together like lovers ..."

but sometimes, i see it as a word that have a "curse" with it because i've known a lot of "best friends" breaking up or are still together but doesn't get tired of fighting..but i'm not saying that it's true for all cases.

which is why i don't label someone my "best friend" but i call the chosen few as my "true friends" and have God as my "best Friend". For years, i never heard someone to call me his/her best friend. well, i guess it's something not to be broad casted but still, being considered as one is an overwhelming feeling. it should be.

i should be. but im not...

...because it was different yesterday. we're not in that boat before. you just made things harder for me. you should have just let me run away and get another life. selfish...


nice role for me to play in your chaotic stage...

trixie

i finally met ms. patricia lopez today. my art stud2 professor. i was really shocked when i saw her. i didnt knew that she was a professor. i thought she was just a student when i see her in our parish, most of the time a sunday or on special occasions with the choir. she's very model- like and she has this tiny voice that explains why all her classes are held in that small cupboard room. she just gives me goosebumps.

she's so young to be a prof that nobody calls her maam lopez or ms. patricia lopez, she's called TRIXIE. and that rang two big bells for me. she was in havaianas, leggings and backpack! fashionista! sino ba naman mag-iisip na prof cya... :))

she checked her attendance sheet...and called names then suddenly, i heard a familiar name...tsk. umiling na lang ang ulo ko....

and the ball starts to roll (part 2)

a wednesday. i'm not used in having classes at an early wednesday morning but i woke up ahead of my alarm again.. i woke up early but i was almost late for class because of some errands. it's already 8:30 and i was still in the line of the up-katips jeep. and i am so scared to be late for the first class..

ba 141 - prof. pineda:

he's not the guy i was expecting to enter the room. i pictured a decent man in a very corporate attire or even a man in slacks and checkered polo. but an old husky brusko man was in front the class and discussing everything in taglish.. and struck the class with (in my count) six t*ng*n* and three PI early in the morning. harsh! i dont really know if will i be terrified or will i take it as a joke. i dont know if i'll hate him. but he really scares and irritates me. plus he dismissed us late...evil prof???

econ 121- prof. paderanga:

i was not star strucked...but i think he's cute.. a chinito cute prof.. :) hopefully i'll enjoy his class.

lunch break! 11:30- 3 :

i had a free lunch courtesy of faye's birthday blow out! and a serious sem planning with fincom. and after the sem plan... the long wait starts... it seems that the clock isnt running... good thing io was there to bum with me.. maybe because of this long break, i'll hate my wednesdays and fridays. too bad, i still cant fiind someone to bum with me not in the tambayan but somewhere else..

econ 131 - prof. navarro:

finally it's 3pm and hi to susan again! there was only 20 students in the class...and as usual, she said that she's gonna find a checker for the exams and the chicken pox story again! haii! ill get through you again maam! hmf!

it's fun to see my teambuilding classmates again! too bad that i cant stay for long....
it was a rainy afternoon and looooooong lines of people waiting in the terminals of jeepneys.. traffic katipunan and a crowded national bookstore...
im really tired.



it seems that the ball rolled on a rough road on its second day...i am now feeling tired and grumpy.

and the ball starts to roll (part 1)

i woke up earlier than my alarm. 06:06. excited? nah.. it's just because of the rumbling of the people outside my room. then i suddenly realized, im now a third year student. it's the first day of class but i didnt feel like going to school. i stared at the ceiling up to 6:45 thinking what will this day be..

then the ball starts to roll...

ba 101-sir timothy zarco:

i find the class ok. luckily, nice, jason and fred were my classmates. sir zarco is fun and he's
so madaldal that he dismissed us late.. hopefully not every meeting...or else i'll need to get
out of my math 2...oh noo! hahaha.

math 2 -maam joy asuncion:

there is scarcity on toki jeeps now! and it's a big problem (for zel). i was late! arrrgh! not a good one...being late in your classes for the first day!! she checks attendance at the start of the class and have tendencies on giving quizzes at the start of the class..creepy..i cant be late! sir zarco must not go over time! or math2's gonna mess up.. maam asuncion said that my face is VERY MUCH familiar..and asked if i have any relatives in UP and i said no... and when i pass by her at the end of the class, she asked me again, and said SURE KA?! hahaha! what's with my face?!

Lunch break 1130-1! :)

art stud 2 -prof Lopez:

answered prayers. she didnt show up. the classroom was so small that it looks like harry's
cupboard room in the first hp movie to me. a cute classmate. no comment.

the ball starts to roll... and so must I. I should not be left behind. it's hard but there's nothing i can do but to be back in the ball game. and play damn well.

nothing more nothing less

i just love listening to our parish priest's homily. it makes a lot of sense, of course, it MUST.

it's about judging how other people live and do with their lives. we often judge the people around us by the way they look, the way they act and their actions specially when faced in life situations but we dont really know and we dont fully understand why do these people does things the way they chose to. sila lang naman talaga ang nakakaalam kung bakit ganon sila at kung bakit yun ang ginawa nila, hindi tayo. tapos tayo pa ang may gana na manghusga sa kanila eh c Lord naman ang nagdrowing nang buhay nila.. we were just too absorbed by the way we live our lives that we want to see other people live it the way we do.. and all the while, all we need to do and all they're asking us is just to UNDERSTAND. and not JUDGE.

after that, i asked my self. do i really understand my friend's decision?

then i went back to the details and realized that i did something wrong and something is still wrong with me. i insisted something that i thought would be the right thing to do but honestly, i insisted that because i think it's in favor of me, because that's what i want and that's how i will act if placed in that situation. i pursued it because i dont want to be in a new set up, because i am happy with the old one. something is wrong with me because i said that i understand everything, but honestly, I DONT and maybe i dont want to pick up the thought.

i lied. i judged. i am too close to understand and to accept the reasons behind that silly, stupid decision.

it maybe selfish but i just want things on my side. and that's why i am still trying my best to convince my friend. but i guess it's too late for me now.



you've decided.

so please

keep your word!

or else...