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One time, my sister was asking me for a picture of myself. When I asked why, she said it was for her assignment: something about the person she admires most. I said, why not a picture of Mommy instead? Or Ate? She shook her head, no, it’s Ate Tweety.
Nakalungkot din (I felt it ought to have been my mom)… and heartwarming at the same time. Napaisip ako nun, what did I do right to earn this little girl’s admiration? I was dumbfounded.
This was my entry for “Who would you like to meet” in my Friendster profile, circa 2005.
Taong nag-iisip. Taong may spine. Taong totoo. No
wimps. No cheeseball lines. No bullshit.
Now I understand how true these words are. It took several years to realize that I am a woman of few real friends — by choice.
There are people you want to meet and hang out with, and then there are people who you know from the onset that you will not get along with, and then (very rarely) there are the exceptions to the latter.
Friendship is more than having someone to banter with, to have lunch with, or to get drunk with. That’s just companionship. A relationship borne out of a circumstance. And when the circumstance passes, so does the relationship.
When you find someone who stands beside you when the words run out, when food turns stale, and the alcohol evaporates — or maybe even when there’s none of those to begin with — you’ve found a friend.
Today is a milestone in our family’s story.
My two youngest sisters and my youngest brother left with my father, to fly to the United States… and when they will be back here is uncertain.
Surprisingly, I feel no sadness for their parting. My grandmother told us last night, “I don’t want to cry.” My 2nd brother reportedly shed tears at the airport. I had none of that.
Maybe, because I’m sure that we will meet again.
Maybe, because I’ve experienced it before, when my eldest sister left.
But I do feel that the house is a little empty.
More than 24 hours, actually.
That’s how long our journey from Manila, Philippines to San Jose, Costa Rica took. It started on a Northwest flight to Los Angeles, California, which included a plane change in Tokyo, Japan. From Los Angeles, we took a flight to Houston, Texas aboard Continental. From Houston, we finally get to San Jose, Costa Rica.
Your result for The Attachment Style Test…
The Cuddleslut
24% Anxiety Over Abandonment and 20% Avoidance Of Intimacy
I’m very surprised to see this in my inbox:
In my Inbox: "Wolf invites you to be his contact on Multiply"
I’m even more surprised to find out that it’s none other than Wolf Gemora, drummer of the very famous Filipino heavy metal band Wolfgang.
I apologize that I wasn’t able to get a screen shot of the actual page in Multiply. I was too ecstatic and approved the invitation right away, lol.
So now he’s my “neighbor.”
On Multiply: "Wolf Gemora is your neighbor"
- Mon is coming back tomorrow! Happyness. ^_^
- Starting this week, I am officially on Europe shift. This means I can wake up late, guilt-free, and get paid for it!
- I finally got hold of one 100 peso bill with the Oblation on it! This is a great remembrance for the UP Centennial. I’m definitely not spending that.
UP Centennial Php100 bill
Neon lights took my father away.
Took my trust, my respect.
Left nothing but shame.
What would be worse? That it were true? Or that it was a cover-up for something else?
