Monday, July 13, 2009

He is a John, but he is Better Named Ryan


Ironically, I didn’t like him that much back in high school. I saw him as a bad influence to our friends especially with my boyfriend. But then when fortune played its card on me, he turned out to be the perfect best friend I longed for.

It occurred at the time that I was slowly fixing my self after knowing about the affair a long, long time ago. It was hard to pick up the pieces when all these insecurities fills up your head. Yet at that time that I wanted to feel the isolation he was there with me.

When I can’t hold back the tears he lent his back for me to cry on. I called him almost every night when I badly needed someone to talk to. I don’t know if he’s irritated with me already for always bugging him but I never felt it.

Our bond grows deeper as we shared problems regarding our families. He understand me better than anyone since we share a common family problem. He bought me bread when I ran away from home. He had that way to make me laugh over my problems. He can handle me very well and he understood where these tantrums and bad temper were coming from. He was there, the one I can always depend on.

What relationship I had with him is very special to me. I cherish him deeply because I can trust him. To the extent that we both know what we have is something far more precious than being lovers and that is friendship.

We can get really close to each other without feeling uncomfortable. He treats me like his brother! Yup, not even a damn sister. When people say that maybe he is the right one for me i toss the idea out. They just don’t understand the concept of two people in the opposite gender feel good about each other without the strings of affection.

Presently, he is busy running around errands as president of a university organization. I gave him the space he needed for himself but I will always be there supporting him.

He also found girls he like. As many as he can handle! At the back of my mind I’m happy that he’s a chickboy type. It is because I can still call him at my moments of desperations. I still can enjoy this privilege until the day that he found the right girl for him.

Damn! I hope he chooses the right one. The type I can go along with too.




Long Distance Relationship

I heard once from a radio DJ that when you have a long distance relationship what bonds you as a couple is conflict. As he explained it, I came to realize that what he said was true, in a positive sense.

When I entered to this relationship with him a few years back, I never thought that I’ll be put up with this kind of scenario. It is more that I realize now how much he meant for me that this distance would not come in the way for me to break up with him.

Long distance relationships also have its Pros. It kept me from strangling him whenever he doesn’t see me- haha!. Well kidding aside, I was able-or rather forced not to linger too much from him. I found good friends outside our little circle, someone I can depend on and emotionally invests with besides him. It is the sense of having your freedom and growing your individuality with the thought at the back of my head that someone, just living in Batangas, is in-love with me as much as I am inlove with him.

But of course, when we finally had the chance to meet with each other its like reminiscing the feeling of how it was to be near him. A certain excitement electrifies me whenever he holds my hand after a long time of longing for him.

Whenever I am about to meet him I tried to put on my best efforts to please him, with my dress or my new hairstyle, but well, he doesn’t really care about my looks (he’s that type of guy).

After our average 3-days date we then go back to our single lives. It took me maybe 3 years to get used to the parting time. I remember back then when I used to cry seeing him off on a bus. There were always a struck of pain inside my heart. Good thing I was able to adapt. I just swipe off the thoughts of being away again from him and that made me go through with the parting time with less of the drama.

But then there are still the Cons.

If I were to choose from individualism over being able to be with him 24/7, I’ll freakishly throw away individualism! I envy my couple friends for the time they have that they can spend freely with each other. I breathe this solitary air at the thoughts that I would have wanted a splendid moment shared with him beside me rather than with a friend.

I would have wanted his opinion, his comforting words, his advices more than anyone but texting all my emotions, calling thru these stupid sim signal and the load allowance shortage were all hindrances. These are where our problems come in.

This is how the DJ explained conflict as the basic ingredient for a long-distance relationship.Since what is lacking from our relationship was that close interaction that formulates to the bond of a couple, our substitute for that bond were the conflicts.

He said, “Even tough you tell him all the things you did today he will still not be part of it, there in fact is still no form of bond made. Conflicts are the only thing that only the two of you share for this kind of relationship.”

Although he emphasizes the role of conflict in a relationship he didn’t mean for couples likes us to start problems out of nowhere. What he is referring to maybe a term I connote: “constructive” conflicts.


This holds true for me. After a six years relationship, I think what kept us was this so called long-distance relationship. It made that spark of love still linger within us, created those moments shared a time to boot-up and with a dust of conflict for a refreshing START.



Notes:

Inspired from Radio DJ Papa Jack of Love Radio 90.7. He's radio programs include True Love Conversation (TLC) and Wild Confessions which starts at 9pm and 12midnight respectively.

"my program..? its not a typical transformational show wherein you hear me pampering anyone, there is a right time to pamper someone and there is a right time to say what it is to be said. i will not hold back to tell you if you've been bad or the other way around. i may not be able to tell exactly what is best for you but for sure, i will make you see the bigger picture that perhaps you are missing. goodluck to all and may we all have a happier life."

-Papa Jack


You can visit his Friendster account @: http://profiles.friendster.com/49310473



Nope, I wouldn't Settle for Being a Second Woman

Haha!

I heard a great news last Thursday, Feb 5, at Kevin’s house.=) One of my friend is going to have a baby! Yippee! I’m so excited! Finally, magkakaroon na ko ng pamangkin! Whoopee!!!

Saya- saya….=)

I was just static by the news and kept me smiling until I went home. Then his girlfriend, Mj texted me. She was asking if I knew anything that happened to Chris because apparently he was feeling sick. I was confused. Chris told me that they lived in a different apartment and I’m not sure if Chris told his girlfriend that we guys met. So what I did was forwarded to Chris’ number Mj’s text.

Then Mj replied saying that she has Chris' cellphone. She threw so many questions and making false judgment out of it like when she asked if I have a crush on Chris! Oh my! Pregnancy is a sure thing that can boosts up paranoia, people better watch out when I'm the one carrying it!

At first I didn’t know how to respond to her. Bakit ako pa na natiyempuhan nyang itext ng ganito? Evan on the other line was saying “She picked the wrong girl to squabble with.” Evan knows I would fight back. If you bite me I’m gonna eat u alive!!! Roar!!!

But I understand her completely. If I was the one in her shoes, I would respond in the same way.

Before we guys split last Thursday I said toChris I wouldn’t take a dispute with her girlfriend even if he said she had a bad personality that he didn't know she has until they've been together for a year. So I didn’t fought back.

I replied back “huh? heheaus un ah..”

She responded, “Joke… cenxa na sa istorbo”. Jeez, I was able breathe again.

Wooshh.. Good thing it didn’t get ugly. I don’t want to fight with her because I really like to see their baby! Sabi ko sa inyo excited ako eh. So kahit na magpakahinahon ako just to have the privilege of holding their baby I’ll do it!=)

And Mj, I hope you’ll be able to read this, I wouldn’t settle for being a second woman. I wouldn’t double cross any girl’s property. Maybe sweet ako sa mga friends ko, specially with my barkada, but they’re friends! My bestest best friends! I hope u’ll be able to see the bond we guys had and you’ll be able to realize na ganun talga kami ka-close sa isa’t isa but not emotionally or affectionately involve with each other.

I hope u and Chris can finally settle things down. Kasi, I don’t want a broken family for my first pamangkin with the barkada.=)

(February 7th, 2009)

Follow up Notes:

My first pamangakin, Jaris Sarion was born on April 9, 2009 and undoubtedly we came to visit him. *wink*; )

The Saga Begins

"I feel that I’m in the right path… risking it all to chase that dream.”

The start of this year had been very hard. I come home depressed and very angry. This negativity started to fill me and it made me afraid. Afraid because this is not me. I was not this enraged person. So on the eve on Jan 22, I told my boss: “I’m resigning…”

I was able to take it at first. The pressure… the stress… and everything that comes in the work environment. But what I did not take easily was the trauma. Especially when the trauma at work and at home come attacking me at the same time. I was not able to stand it. I was already breaking down. I felt like i had nowhere to go to. Like I can’t escape. It felt so damn heavy. I hated the world. Kept thinking why do people have to make other suffer.

I was at that breaking point. Can’t seem to understand His plan for me. On why He kept placing me on a situation where I constantly have to be scared. At first I thought, maybe the reason He gave me a father like him was to prepare me for the worst. And then I asked myself, “is this where I really belong? Then why am I not happy?”
“Di ka pa ba sanay?” I refuse to learn to get used to the trauma. Ayaw kong masanay coz I do deserve to be happy. Bakit ako magtitiis? Why do I have to do this cycle all over again? No. I refuse. I don’t want to.

And so what I call a drastic decision to resign came.

Yes I was able to do it, and what came after that was the answer to my questions.

Now I was enlightened. I figured it all out.

This is what happened. If I had a boss who treats me well my job would have been the perfect one. A good pay, a good boss, a great company and a very happy work environment. I will not mind being an executive assistant all my life! But no, he didn’t gave it to me yet. Now I see that His really pushing me to take harder road if I really wanted to succeed in my life. His pushing me to take the board exam.

And so I accepted His challenge. I’ll do it. I’ll take the long and winding road if this is really what He had planned me to be. I will risks it all. I’m afraid. But I’ll do it.

(January 31, 2009)

This is What Happens When Your Guy Friends Finally Met There Girlfriends

Ha, I can’t believe I’ll be this sensitive. I was talking to Evan on how Kevin had been so suplado to me recently, specially when he and Noems got hooked up. But my ever understanding boyfriend told me na “di naman sya naging suplado. Nawala lang ang attention nya sayo”

And shocks! He was damn right!

He said, “you were just used to being the center of attention at our group”. I confess, I didn’t not know it will be like this. I thought na prepared ako na magkaroon ng GFs ang mga guy friends ko. Its not na may affection akong nararamdaman sa kanilang lahat. Its just that they were very dear and close to me. Nagbibinata na sila. hmmm….

Pero sa lahat sa kanila, baka siguro malungkot ako ng todo pag si ryan na ang nagka true gf. Hay… 'Di ko na sya masyadong masasandalan when I needed him. Waaah…. sana makapili siya ng girlfriend na ok sa akin.

Hey rye! Dapat ipa clear mo muna sakin yang magiging girlfriend mo ha! hmmp.

(January 31, 2009)

For Liberty

God I got it, this is not for me…

I got hurt being in my dream.
This is what I got for surpassing
What was really planned for me.
I thought this was the answer,
But I was wrong.
I failed miserably.
And the end result was
A completely shattered identity.

I quit!
No, I am not weak.
Who are you to tell me that I am not that strong?
Just because of these puffy, teary eyes?
You are judging me wrongly!

I quit!
I don’t deserve to be treated like this.
I am too sick of living this hell again.
Sick of the yelling! Sick of how you treated me so lowly.
And I am tired of you always pulling my self esteem down.

I quit!
And YES, I am strong!
Strong enough to throw away this dream.
To dust of every hopes of being successful
To totally erase those plans I have for my future.

Yet again,
I have to protect myself from a person
Whom amongst of the many who wants to torture me,
In living in trauma.
I’ll free myself from this.
I’ll save that little dignity you left for me.
This is not for me.
This is too low to even fight for.
I am not what you think I am
And I’ll never be loyal to you
Just because of the benefits, of the money.
I am not a paid slave.
And I’ll never be that.
I resign.

(November 25th, 2007 )

Free

I did it.
Freeing myself from darkness,
Being able to live and feel life again.

I finally learn how to be a person
A person who is not totally submerge from craziness
Craziness of loving you.

I know I acted immaturely when we’re starting this
relationship
I was completely drenched from the thoughts of loving you.
I was not loving you at all, I was craving.

But I did it!

And I’m so happy to finally renew my self.
Now I can lift both my arms and feel the warm sun dry my
tears away.

I’m happy to have finally forgotten those bitter memories.
Those nightmares that haunted me even when I’m awake.
Though it would never really go away. There is still pain
kept. But I’m happy.

I surpassed the test.
And it led me to grow to a person that I am now.
The person that loves myself.

Learning to love myself was the only key that opened the
door to freedom
Now I have no regrets why I was given such heartache.
Now I knew the reason why God brought me to this path.

I am willing to accept reality that nobody is perfect.
And that no person must be stagnant.
Everyone must grow… relationships must grow.

The distant relationship and everything I went through was
the perfect package.
This design was nevertheless primed to make me a better
person.
Now I am ready.

I am all set to begin another journey.
All I pray is that I have enough courage to face the next
worst scenario that I am about to brawl
All this for the sake of having
the best possible future
together.

So here I come
The tunnels much darker now
But I’m ready to go in
I may be weak, half-prepared, and defenseless
But I will not be defeated that easily.
I will not give up because now I know I have something to
hold on to.
It is because I have you.

Now I’m starting…
beginning…
to love you
the right way.

February 11th, 2007

April 13, 2005 Wednesday

Last night, I talked to God.
I asked Him if He was listening to my pleas
And when will He answer my prayers
Because I told God
“I am tired. I am so lonely God.”
With tears flowing down my face
I cried to Him.
“You are the only One
Who knew how much life had been cruel to me.
How much pain I had received
How much tears I had cried
The cruel experiences
I had received from a father that You gave to me…
God, You knew that You
Are the One that I call on to
When my life turns helpless.
You are the only Father
I have known and love.
You knew how much
I wanted to go to where You are
So that You can protect me
From all those people who hurt me.
And You knew that,
When we finally met one day,
I would be crying in front of You,
And would asked, if me,
An unworthy child,
Could hug You…
My Father, dear Lord,
Take me home…”


But then,
My prayers have not been answered.
But people say to wait
Be patient…
I don’t know if You wanted me
To reconcile with the father You gave to me
Or if You can’t hear my pleas
And maybe, You wouldn’t help me at all
Because, I don’t deserve to be helped out.
I am a rebellious child of yours
And it hurts me
Because I would have never been like this if…
God, You knew I wasn’t a bad child, aren’t I?
I am a good kid.
I am a good kid God.
I never wanted to be bad.

But then I realized
That I had been praying to You
Since I was a child.
I was praying to make good
The father that You had given me.
But You didn’t answer,
He punched me in the face.
I was asking to make the father You had given me
To be like the other good fathers
But You didn’t answer,
He had thrown a mug at my head
Wounded my hand, and dripped blood from my veins.
And then I was crying to You…
God, helped my mother, take her away from the father
You had given me
But You didn’t answer
He beats my mother while I ache in pain for her
And it was the most painful of all.


God, when will You tell Him to stop?
When will I deserve a happy family life?
I am crying to You, my dear God…
Why haven’t You given me a good-natured father?
Haven’t I deserved one”
Why such cruel fate?
Why such tortured life?
Painful memories to keep…


God,
I am hopeless…
I miss the people I loved
I miss my cats
And that one special pet…
I missed him terribly God…
Can I ever hug him again?
The pain that I stuck inside of me
Would burst out everytime I think of him.
You know how much I cared for him
How much he mean for me.
God…
Are you there?


Then You appeared to me God.
In my dream,
A form of an angel.
I cried at His sight
He was shinning brightly
I can’t see Him clearly.
Then He told me
That He was sent in Jesus name.
He had resurrected me
And then I had thought,
Have I died?
In my dreams it told me,
Someone killed me
Thrown me into a pit
But the angel lifted my soul.
I was delighted.
I search for my mother then,
To save her from her husband


I woke up, still confused.
I asked God if He was there,
And in my dream
The angel prove to me that
God, You are there,
You are listening to me!=)
The death of my life in my dream,
Might mean that someday,
I would die together with my wrong doing, my sins
And live again as a Christian.


I would lie to You if I told You I had forgiven him…
God, I don’t want to live with him anymore…
But I don’t know if I can take
To be parted from those I loved…
You are the only Father I knew
God, can You share to me…
Even a little of Your love.
Guide me God, support me.
Show me the way…

Lead my life God
Because I am confused.
I will be strong, I promise.
Please don’t leave me.
Guide me to Your home.
I love You, Jesus

To the Unworthy Friend

If my memory serves me correctly, it was almost 1 and a half year from that day that we called our friendship over. We were very mean tempered and couldn’t get along from that dreadful week that we thought would bond our relationship much stronger. Well, we were wrong. I admit that we are so stupid to quarrel at things like that. We were both immature and would keep our pride, never admitting that we’re both wrong.

It was funny now to think about our situation back then. We acted like preschoolers. I can still remember that face that you wore every time we passed by each other. You never forget to let me see how angry you are at me. And how about those things we said out loud to ensure that we heard each other’s “parinig”. It was like those times in our freshman years that we swore to become rivals. We never let one out numbered each other. We were so dumb busy fighting over a guy that didn’t even become our li’l buttercup. It really made me laugh to think about those times that we say to noemi that we fought at that guy that eventually became hers.

Well I don’t know how we became good friends, even close friends! I know it started when we step on our sophomore year. We became classmates again and then it kinda gets fuzzy around that… All I know is that you will come to me from that time and tell me how you were left out from the group that you constantly come with.

I know you tell our friends how bad I was when we were at our first year. You told them our “freshman fighting series”. You were so mean to make them see me as if I was the only bad girl from those times! Holler? As if you never fought back? Well girl, it never occurred to me too that we would end up being sisters. I don’t know when you started to feel that I was your bestbud. Even I didn’t know when it happened during that sophomore year. I can recall though, that time when we were at jenn’s house, they were asking who our bestfriend was. It was for that slambook that was passed around the group. They were teasing us that we were bestbuds and it gotten into my head that, well, maybe we were.

We thought we would never get angry again at each other because of the rough path that eventually led to our sweet friendship. We thought we were stronger from those trials. I thought so, but we were still weak. Maybe it was those guys that weaken our friendship, those guys that we loved. It was from these moments that I think I should have chosen to secure our friendship than waste it to some unworthy lover.

It was hard for me to feel our friendship deteriorating each day. It was hard for me that you led the group away from me because of my relationship with another. I thought, for all people, you were the one that would not left me from those times when I needed your understanding and your hand. It affected me so much but I kept quiet. I know I shouldn’t burst my thoughts for it may signify the end of everything we shared. Sadly, you never empathized with me, friend. You never did.

I wrote you that e-mail regarding those thoughts that was kept in my head. I even told you how awful I felt for those cold walls that kept building between us. I still have faith that one day our friendship would be as sweet as it was way back then.

It was on that week that I thought had come for our replenishment but then, it led to our downfall. I could not keep the twinge when you had chosen them over me. Do you realize that you did that everytime there are misunderstanding in our group? You left me for them, the prize I received from the trust I gave on you.

You left me dear friend, just when I needed you most. It did notify me that you would never stand for me. I thought I was special for you. That maybe I was in your heart or that maybe you appreciated me not just of a person but of a friend that cared for you the most. I didn’t know that you could easily throw away the relationship we had just like that. It signified the end. Maybe we were both weak but maybe this is how our friendship would end-just a mere memory.

I’m sorry if I can’t go out anymore with our barkada. I’m keeping myself busy now from studying. I’m sorry if I keep paying attention to other things than those messages you send. Maybe I don’t want to understand anymore what you were trying to tell me or if there is really something that you want me to feel. Maybe I’m scared from the friendship your offering me that is why I kept in distant. Still, I would assure you that I would never forget you and those beautiful memories that will live in my heart forever.

Thank you my dear friend and a sad
goodbye.

From the friend who
loved you truly,

AZL.

On the Hollow of Agony

I guess I was defeated. I thought I was stronger. That I can manage to protect myself from there mistakes. Thought that I can handle all situations with all plans and decisions that I made, but I was wrong.

I never thought that this would happen. I haven’t for seen it, I never imagined it. It came unexpectedly. Like a thief in the night, silently sneaking to tear my heart apart.

They won, if they planned to ruin every living cells in me, they’ve done it. It was a pretty good job, a good job that caused me to hate myself, to destroy my well-being, to be crazy and to totally drench myself into pain, sorrow and wretchedness.

It’s hard to peek up the pieces of once shattered life. My faith on you was so high that it led to a great downfall at one blow. I still feel that I’m on the deepest part of the ocean, trying to come up, trying to breathe once again…

I didn’t imagine that it would last this long. I never wished it did, I even hoped that it would just be swept away by the rough air that comes passing through my life. I never deserved this feeling. I was too young to be heartbroken… too young to face this kind of situations.

It had taken away my smile, my laughter and the joys of living. I could only remember you with all those heartaches and painful remnants of unfading memories.

I need to move on to save myself from being completely annihilated, and I needed to do it with me alone. If only I can be reborn to life again and start out all over.

Up to that day, when I’ll finally come out of my cocoon and will see the light up above the heavens and with victory on my grasp that I will say “I did it!”

Sinong Love ni Eugene?

syempre si jenny!=)

tuwang tuwa ka nga nu diba? love ka ni eugene ng ghost fighter.. hehehe..

nakakaasar ka talaga… la lang…

alam mo ba, nagtampo ako sa inyo ni joanne nun nung 2nd year tau kasi sobrang close nyo iniwan nyo na ko… alala ko pa nung pag umaabsent si joanne lagi mo siya hinahanap tpos di ka masaya, ganun nga din si joanne eh… kaya naging close kami ni aileen nun kasi na-left out ako. para kasi kaung magsyota! hehehe… kaw nga nagturo sakin kung pano i-express ung sarili ko… naalala mo pa ba ung nagtetelebabad tau maghapon sa fone? grabe noh, sobrang ang dami nating napag-uusapan o napatsitsismisan… then it happened, one day nagkagulo ung barkada natin… biglang natakot ako lapitan ka, kasi baka galit ka sakin… sorry jen. lam mo nung 1st year tau, selos ako nung nagtop 1 ka, kaya nga nandito pa rin sakin ung feeling na nagguilty ako kasi i felt really bad… sorry talaga tol. lam mo nung nakilala kita, naging masaya highschool life ko. siguro nga isa ako dun sa mga taong gusto ka sanang maging bestfriend, sobrang bait mo kasi. ang kulit kulit mo pa.

nashock ako sau jen nung nagmature ka bigla nung 3rd yr tau. di ka na ganun ka kulit. namiss ko nga un eh… kaya nga pag andyan ka, di ko alam kung pano ko gagalaw kasi immature pa ko kumilos nun eh tpos ikaw dalagang dalaga na… namiss talaga kita pero hindi ko sinabi un…

buti na lang sumali ako sa cocc nun. nagkaroon ulit ako ng chance para makakulitan ka. lam mo ba jen, ang ganda ganda talga ng boses. i was so proud nung kumanta ka sa stage nung bday ni ms. dizon. kahit na nagkamali ka comedy ka pa rin. malungkot lang talaga ako kasi hinayaan ko mawala ung pagiging close natin… naiinis ako sa sarili k o.

tsaka jen, DAMING GUYS NA NAGKAGUSO SAU!!! ganda ka kasi eh!!! total package talaga. buti na lang nakita mo na ung love of your life.=)

iwan mo na ung sad thoughts and bad feelings jen, embrace God na!=) i know heaven will open for you. u have such a good soul. dadagdag ka Nya sa choir Nya sa heaven.=) i’m happy din na nagkita na kau ng dad mo.=)

i’ll never forget you friend…

Beating the Red Light

Life was a big joy ride for us, specially when we’re all together. we forget all dilemma, all heartache, our failing school grade, family problem and all that is pestering us from living our own life. we search for each other’s aid and soothe each one with care. we believe we are our own family, we are one.

So we had broken every rules that we thought would fetter us, believing that we have somebody by our side. we would never leave each other alone… never. but as we go on to this world, we realized that our plans wouldn’t be executed if we don’t follow the current of real life and then we begin again. hoping that this time, it is for the betterment of all. we once had fallen, but we can always stand up, and each time we learn, each time we grow stronger.

No more violations, we have beaten the red light.

Sound of Silence

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I wish for the day,
When you’ll come back to me.
When you’ll hold me close and
kiss me right,
keep me warm,
and hold me tight.
But you’ve turned so cold,
And had set me aside.
Closed the door,
And left me… all alone.

-silence-

I guess it is my fault
I hurted you so much.
I’ve been so blind
About the love you have.
I had ignored your existence,
Deny your presence.
And damn it!
I was such a fool!
A fool to let you go.
Co’z I know that I do, I love you
But how can I bring you back?
How can I love you not?
When all I think about
Is a love that… will never last.
…never last?
or love that i had lost?
Love that was once mine.
Love that I’ll regret forever.

-silence-

Please listen to my heart
Hold my hand
Hug me tight
Look into my eyes
And feel my love
And if you no longer
Can stay into my arms
Can I hear the words
"I love YOU"
for the very last time?

The Sunflower

Still and always you are,
Turning round without peace.
You’ve fixed the brand of sun,
In your lively yellow color.
That heat gives you the force,
And for you nothing other counts.
Your hunger does not fade.
Your thirst does not wane.
When then the evening is falling,
Your life is suspended,
Every thing becomes black,
And next morning all starts again.
But that sense can never have,
Your blind, barren way to behave.
Watching and not seeing,
And loving without enjoying.

(anonymous)

The Long Way of Espana

It continuously rained that day that left most student stranded. When DEPED finally decided to dismiss the classes, it was like a battle field when we went out the school. It seems that the rain made the people morph to their monster mode. All people were aggressive to find a possible vehicle that can take them home. Catching and being able to ride a jeep was like that reality show on TV, a survival of the fittest. Yes, like X-tra challenge, and me, Aileen and Noemi were three of those very unfortunate contestants that had experienced the most unforgettably absurd yet hilarious game we called… “friendships: umulan ma’t bumaha”

It was the craziest idea that I don’t even remember why we decided to wait for a jeep at espana. We went walking all afternoon just to be able to catch one and certainly, you know, there was none. It was one bad luck for Aileen because it was the only way we know that can take her home while me and Noemi know some alternative ways to go back home. But we can’t just leave Ailh alone stranded. So we decided to join her walk home to Sisa.

And so our journey goes…

I couldn’t believe it when the water was almost over knee high. It was so hard to struggle against the flood current when we were still in our uniforms and I was still in shock when I saw Jayson that day. I had a quick Jayson-escape strategy! And hopefully, he hasn’t notice me run away like roadrunner in that cartoon show.

Any passerby would be devastated to see us three manangs in our long maroon skirts. Basang sisiw ika nga…Strangers would call our attention. Some says some awful things about us or embarrass us to our faith but we didn’t mind them. Nothing can distract us to our goal!=) no one can embarrass us! We’re not just girls, not even ordinary- we’re one unique independent girls that can take care of our selves.

It was in the middle of that journey that we haven’t felt that the pedestrian lane submerge in our path. So we fell, leaving our uniform totally drenched. =’c but well, who could have thought it would happen.=) It was that moment that made us laugh our being tired away.=)

Then it finally arrived that we spotted a tricycle that can take us to Ailh’s home. We cleaned our selves and ate when reach home at Sisa while still reminiscing that extraordinary experience. We called to our friends’ home number and told them what had happened to us. They were just amazed that we girls made it.

All else, that experienced made us realized that we care for each other so much. We love each other.=) though, men tell that girls can’t do things that they can do because we are soft and too emotional, they just don’t realize that what made us strong is this attachment to emotions that boost our will power.

It’s just a ring of bell to remind us that we girls can do it. There is nothing that we can’t do if we try. Besides, didn’t we tell you we’re not just any ordinary girl?