Our story was not one without any problems. Although constant bickering is part of it, another aspect would be my family. You see, I grew up very sheltered. I don't have much friends. I rarely go out and pretty much stayed at home all my life. But after I befriended Ma'am G, I started going out more. When school is done, we'd hang out at KFC or somewhere. And that's everyday, Monday through Friday. When it's weekend.. we'll still hang out with each other. Either doing groceries, going to this place, gonna buy this, going to another friend's place, and I also became Ma'am G's sidekick. She would often get little jobs like repairing computers, and buying parts, and I'm more than happy to tag along. Cuz aside from getting out of the house, and visiting new places, I'm also learning. My mama didn't approve of this. She would often torment me. How I've became 'lakwatsera,' rarely eats at home, being out late, and she wanted me to stop hanging out with my 'teacher'. I knew I had to listen to my mama's advice. But it's so unreasonable, for the first time I was enjoying myself getting to know people outside the threshold of our house. She should be proud that I'm making friends. I guess she didn't see that. I was living under her roof, I had to obey.

I mentioned the incident to bestfriend. Of course she was upset, why am I so stupid telling her such things that I know would hurt her? But I could never lie. She thought there was something wrong with her... that she was a bad influence to me. It was the first time we had a major fight. She almost stopped talking to me then, and I knew I had to do something.

Next day, I went to her place. I tried to chat her up. Still, she wouldn't say a word. I knew there's nothing else to say once she made up her mind not to talk. So I got up and said goodbye. She only smirked. I hesitantly took out a folded piece of paper out of my knapsack and put it on her lap. 'Read it,' I blurted out before running as fast as I could out of her apartment.


please don't leave me.

i remember the time i was so alone
got nobody to comfort me but then i got along

til the day you came into my life,
and showered me with love
then i've learned what life's all about

there was never a dull moment whenever i'm with you
and though some times are tough, we knew we'll get through

i just want to say thank you
for those memories we've shared
and now that everything's changed, please
know that i'm grateful I've met you.

it never failed to amaze me,
how you understand, every bit of me.
and I wanna say i love you
not because of anything else,
but because i do.

if the whole world could
see how much you mean to me
then they'll understand and just let us be.

but now that they're tearin us apart
though they've got no reasons to do so
why are we letting go?
without them knowing that we need each other?

we've been through so much together
and without you, you know i couldn't recover
all the things these people are saying
just won't stop but give me migraines~

but if i give up now,
on these heartbreaks and tears,
then i have given up on my own happiness.

~ineng


(To Be Continued)

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Pinapasabi nga pla ni B2 na oki na daw sila ngaun ni mama. Baka siguro mabasa ni mama ito or meron mgsumbong, yun gusto nya lng i-klaro. Paalala lang na ung mga knkwento ko eh ung mga nakaraan. I was hoping that everything will unfold in the end. and my readers will understand each person's actions and motivations. Sabi nga nila, don't judge a blog by its 4th entry. lol. Salamat.

I guess it's always been true when people say 'things happen for a reason.' During the last few days of February that year, I was saddened by the fact that one of my best friends is slipping away. Al is starting her own family, she has a baby to care for... and apparently, she won't have any time to hang out with me after class. I wasn't aware that just a few miles away, somebody feels the same way. Ma'am G was also very close to Al, and she revealed that she was somewhat 'angry' at her. We both couldn't blame Al. She's always been a great friend, she deserves all the nice things in life that would make her happy. And we should respect her decision. Still, we're just your normal selfish human beings. As we sulk ourselves to our own little corner, me and Ma'am G connected.

We became what was popularly known as 'kitiki-txt.' A phrase used to describe someone who's addicted to text messaging (i.e. who's texting wherever he/she goes, goes to sleep with their cellphone beside them, or simply texting 24/7.) During the first few weeks, we would use up P300 worth of phonecard for only 3 days--the latest. I can't remember what we were talking about, but I do know that only after a few days it seemed like we've known each other forever.

It was funny how, over the next few weeks,we've learned that we have so much in common. From simple things like enjoying our 'pancit canton' (a.ka. chow mein) with rice to major stuff like being attracted to boys with 'spiked' hairstyle. Yes, THAT IS a major thing. We even share our shallow, and often dramatic personalities. But conflicts was still present. She was the outgoing kind, and would tell you straight out what she feels while I was the complete opposite. I was timid, always serious and very conscious on how rude/inconsiderate she comes off with her carefree personality.

Then came mid-March, I was on my final year in college and I'm starting to have a breakdown with my thesis. Needless to say, as our thesis adviser, Ma'am G was there to support us all the way. Even lending her computer and letting us crash in her place so we can finish up the flowcharts and documentations. Eventhough I also have a computer at home, and I do most of the program design over there... still, I find it comforting that we have another place to get together. I couldn't allow my thesis-mate to hang out at home for hours because I feel like my family members are always watching or listening to us. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Anyway, aside from giving Belle and I a chance to thoroughly discuss our thesis, it was also another way for me to hang out with my new 'friend.' My other classmates would also drop by Ma'am G's place every now and then, getting their documentations checked or simply hanging out. Thesis has always been nerve-racking, but it became a memorable and special experience for me. I was always worrying, and Ma'am G was always there ready to give a helping hand and always the first one to believe that I could do anything. She gave me the PUSH I needed, eventhough it seems more like a SHOVE.

THE END.





just kidding.

(to be continued)


Note to the readers: My bestfriend asked me the other day when would I finish this blog/entry and I answered that it will be one continuous story. Unless she wants to end this friendship, then I'll know the sad finale of this blog. My initial plan was to chronicle every important detail of our friendship. As for the ending, I guess we'll have to wait and see...

As I've already mentioned, Ma'am G was very close with most of my classmates. Particularly with Al. And so was I. One time, for several months, Ma'am G lend her cellphone to Al. I'm not sure why, it kind of weirds me out too. Why would one person allow a friend to use her phone/number for months? Hmm, maybe now I can ask her? Anyway, back to my story. So I was sending text messages to that number every now and then. Asking this and that to Al, forwarding her quotes and jokes. I found out later on that she already returned the phone to Ma'am G. Al mentioned that Ma'am G asked her not to tell me cuz she liked getting my messages. So that explains why most of the reply I got during the past few weeks are about prayers, chain text and serious stuff, and not those green jokes Al usually send. Quote forwarding kept on, til I finally had the courage to text her. 'Nasa sainyo na po pala ang cell ni Al. Salamat sa inyong mga mensahe.' (Al told me you finally got your phone back. Thank you for all your messages.)I wasn't sure if she'll reply after that. Luckily, she did.

We became text buddies instantly, she was my confidant and she was always ready to give me advice. And vice versa. Even with small teenage drama or about my family, she always has a way to uplift me. Though not so much as understand them, but to learn to accept things as they are. I'm always grateful she was there during those times. When we started talking about boys, crushes, and those 'missed opportunities in love', I knew right then that I could trust this person. I wanted to trust this person. Sometimes it was hard for her to keep quiet, especially when she's trying to make a joke. She almost blurted out my crushes' names to my classmates. Sigh. By that time, she finally acknowledges me whenever I'm with my other 3 friends. But I was still very quiet in person.

February 23. The first time the two of us got together. And I mean, just the two of us. Was when Al gave birth to her first child. It was the turning point of our friendship. We went together to the clinic to visit our bestfriend. Later on, we hang out in KFC. The discussion was very serious, though I cannot remember most of it. It was unconsciously decided that we love chatting in KFC. Not Greenwich, not Jollibee, but KFC. Probably cuz of the snack attack promo where you could get a decent meal for only P18! We've always felt there's this ambiance in that place where you can have a heart to heart talk and nobody can disturb/distract you. Well, umm.. aside from that lady who sells Dried Mangos '3-for-100'. Or those working students who sells prayer cards with Mama Mary on it, morphing with Jesus Christ's image. Actually, that person was part of that special day. The vendor overheard us talking about our frustrations, and she mumbled something like we need those prayer cards more than anybody. Only because we didn't buy any of her cards, but she did earn our most precious glare.

It was past 6pm when we finally left our seats, and it was the first time I've been out that late. We bid our goodbyes. And as I walked home that night, I felt very happy yet scared. Happy that I've found this special person, and afraid of my Mama's forthcoming sermon.


(To Be Continued)

There are days when I often sit down and think, when was the day I got lucky and met my bestfriend? Hmm.. Can't exactly remember, all I know was once I had a college teacher. She was the first adviser that truly got me interested in the subject that I know NOTHING about... computer. I was never really interested in computer, my mama forced me to study that course cuz she says, 'in demand yun ngaun.' (that field is in demand these days) and yea, i love computer games but it stops there.

During my 2nd semester as a freshman, I had to take HTML. And I still remember when we were first met in class by that teacher. That TEACHER. She was discussing all these weird acronyms, dates, inventions, computer something this and that... and throwing us questions. You can say, she was frustrated when nobody can answer her. I THOUGHT SHE WAS BOOKISH.. (i.e. boring!)

Later, I found out that she was good friends with most of my classmates. She was really nice. She's the kind of teacher who sings/hums along while she's walking along the halls/or stairs of our college. She seems very jolly. I have no idea why!

Our INTE02 classes went on, she's very serious when she is discussing but then switches to silly mode when she's bored/annoyed that nobody can answer her questions. With that tactic, she got our attention. I finally caught up with that subject, my test results confirmed it. She was indeed a good teacher, one of the very few who makes sense when they're talking. It got to the point that I idolized her, I wanted to be a teacher too.. just like her. And how I wish I could befriend her too. Outside class. But she never noticed me.

I was one of the quiet ones. I sort of like it. But sometimes it makes me want to hate myself.

One afternoon, me and my 3 other classmates were at the lobby. Ma'am G came towards us and started to chat. 'Us' meaning, she chatted up with my 3 friends. Casual chit-chat and jokes. Then she bid farewell, few seconds later she comes back and calls Del (one of my classmates) to the faculty's office. The four of us friends are always together, so we all went in the office together. I was following behind Del and as soon as she saw us she exclaimed, 'Sabi ko Del. Ikaw ba si Del?.' (I asked for Del. Are you Del?) while looking at me. Embarrassed, I quickly turned away.

I still enjoyed her subject though. A constant 100% score never even caught her attention. Then it happened again. The five of us girls (me, my 3 friends and Ma'am G) are hanging out again, this time we were at the back of a jeep. It was raining hard and we were talking about the flood in our place. Trying to lighten up the mood, I made a joke.. errm, attemped to joke I mean. It was something about putting a bridge across the street so our shoes won't get wet or something. I guess they didn't get it... or didn't hear it.. or didn't understand it.. or plain, didn't care. Only Ma'am G reacted, looking sideways at Al, and said mockingly, 'Ano daw? Ha?' (What did she say? Huh?) then turns to me, 'A nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh?' I HATED HER. She even gave me THAT hand while saying that. you know, the hand... when you curve your hand and mimick a talking mouth.

Little did I know that this annoying person would be my bestfriend one day...


(To Be Continued)