Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.
Thursday, August 01, 2002
All day yesterday I was smiling.
Because life has been very good to me these past few years. Yeah, there’s the occasional downsides, and war against The Taliban, but hey, I’m still in one piece aren’t I?
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Because I had been with Laurice last Tuesday, I was effing happy. Decided to make it a tradition. Go to Edtech Center early, meet my bestfriend, at the same time make use of the privilege of free internet access in Tomweb.
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Laurice is my last bestfriend. Because I came to realize that all my friends are the ‘best’. Otherwise, they won’t even make the list.
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My bestfriend gives the worst advice that makes perfect sense. Unlike me, I just give the worst advice, period (Read the Faye episode, don’t know the date). I remember when we were in high school and I was bothered because a couple of girls who directly told me that they don’t like my “anti-social” attitude.
My friend told me irritatingly, “Ano bang problema? Hindi mo naman pakakasalan ang mga yan. ‘Di ka naman magigising isang umaga na katabi at kasiping mo sila sa kama. Pagkatapos ng isang taon, di mo na makikita ang mga yan noh. (What’s the problem? You don’t have to marry them. You won’t wake up one morning and find them in your bed. After a year, you won’t even see them ever again).”
Not poetically said, but the message got through my head. Everything was better since then.
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A friend is a friend when you meet her after all the years of non-existing communication and still like her. Even if you no longer know her favorites. Even if you don’t know what she’s gone through since you parted ways. Even if you weren’t there to share some moments in her life.
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Take Cerisse (now called CJ) for example. Whenever I see her around the campus, she always says the same line she keeps on telling me even when we were in grade school.
“Magsuklay ka nga ng buhok.” (Comb your hair)
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Marian still asks me if I would still kidnap her if she decided to enter the convent and live the life of a nun.
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Andrea still tells me she’s on a diet.
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Faye still insists that we hang out. Regularly.
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Anna Grace, I completely ignore.
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Jay, the math wizard who patiently taught me the intricacies of algebra and logic, the friend who always threaten to give me a comb and a brush for my birthday, my crush who was not flattered when I told him this, in fact he begged me not to tell anyone else that I like him because this might lead to them questioning his sexual preference (I was known to have huge crushes on gay men), still texts me regularly and still agrees to support me and Marian, financially, (he’s going to be an engineer, ergo, loads of moolah) while I struggle to be a writer and Marcy, the great resto-owner.
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