Describe Your Best Friends
Showing posts with label love and all that. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love and all that. Show all posts
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Monday, December 31, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Finale
A/N: Finally, I complete a blogging challenge. And I posted this early to make sure I don't miss it.
May 12, 2011. Around this time.
"So, are you my girlfriend now?"
"Try to ask me properly :)"
"Fine xD. Rae Angelei Regalado, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes :)"
May 12, 2011. Around this time.
"So, are you my girlfriend now?"
"Try to ask me properly :)"
"Fine xD. Rae Angelei Regalado, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes :)"
Monday, December 24, 2012
Delta-Life Moments - Tragic Royalty
It was the final day of the final periodic exams back in second year. For some reason, no one was asking people to go out for class reunions, or simple gatherings or whatnot. So me and Lei, our resident Chinese guy, decided to go out, to the conveniently located mall near the school, TriNoMa.
Leif, being the guy that he is, decided to break confidentiality between him and one of our mutual friends. And it went a little something like this.
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It was also in second year that my fascination with collecting card decks started. And I got it from Leif. So being the end of the school year, we decided to burn some money, well, me. I got myself a Bicycle Guardian and a Bicycle Tragic Royalty deck. <look them both up if you must>.
For some reason,that conversation before we got to the mall stuck with me. And I kept bugging Leif about it. So we went to the food court and he gave his ultimatum. We were playing randomly with the decks, particularly the Tragic Royalty. We decided to make use of the deck as a fortune telling one, or at least something close to it. We ask a question, and if the next card flipped was of the suit or number that was predetermined, then the answer was a yes. Otherwise, it would be no. Seemed fair, right?
It was working quite randomly on the first few trials we asked, making wrong assumptions as it was supposed to. But when we got to asking questions regarding the thing we talked about, it seemed consistent to what he was saying. And we repeated it. Over and over again. With the same results.
Eventually we got tired and had to go home. Before parting ways, we had another short conversation about it.
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Then I left, leaving him there confused and alone. Well, not really. I'm pretty sure he caught on. And that's how mostly everything started. And I'm sure glad it did.
Epilogue
Well, almost three years after that incident, I've lost contact with that deck. I've given it to my close friend for his birthday a few months back. And I hope he's been putting it to good use, or at least, he will.
Leif, being the guy that he is, decided to break confidentiality between him and one of our mutual friends. And it went a little something like this.
<convo st="translated, non-verbatim">
Leif</convo>
Me
Did you know? I think Angelei likes you
Really? Nah, you wishNo, seriously. Look at this text she sent me last night.Leif, would it be okay to like your ex's close friend?It couldn't have been Marlo, she said she was scared of him. Nor could it be me, why would she be telling me this then? And I doubt it's any of his Sapphire friends, she's not close to any of them. And that leaves you.
You're just messing with me. Come on, let's just go to Trinoma.
It was also in second year that my fascination with collecting card decks started. And I got it from Leif. So being the end of the school year, we decided to burn some money, well, me. I got myself a Bicycle Guardian and a Bicycle Tragic Royalty deck. <look them both up if you must>.
For some reason,that conversation before we got to the mall stuck with me. And I kept bugging Leif about it. So we went to the food court and he gave his ultimatum. We were playing randomly with the decks, particularly the Tragic Royalty. We decided to make use of the deck as a fortune telling one, or at least something close to it. We ask a question, and if the next card flipped was of the suit or number that was predetermined, then the answer was a yes. Otherwise, it would be no. Seemed fair, right?
It was working quite randomly on the first few trials we asked, making wrong assumptions as it was supposed to. But when we got to asking questions regarding the thing we talked about, it seemed consistent to what he was saying. And we repeated it. Over and over again. With the same results.
Eventually we got tired and had to go home. Before parting ways, we had another short conversation about it.
<convo st="translated, non-verbatim">
Wait, are you sure that she really does like me?Yes. I'm seriously sure.
Fine. Well, in that case, yay!Huh? Why are you celebrating?
Cause, she likes me.You've got to be kidding me, right?
Maybe.
</convo>
Then I left, leaving him there confused and alone. Well, not really. I'm pretty sure he caught on. And that's how mostly everything started. And I'm sure glad it did.
Epilogue
Well, almost three years after that incident, I've lost contact with that deck. I've given it to my close friend for his birthday a few months back. And I hope he's been putting it to good use, or at least, he will.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Does it really have to be like this?
*Enter sentimental mode*
---FLASHBACK START---
-January 2010...
The rain's currently pouring hard, and in the middle of our YMSAT week too. There was nothing much to do, so we decided to go up to the Math unit. By we, I mean probably the best combination of people there is, or at least the most random of them. There's me, my best-friend-since-last-year, the Chinese guy who just got back from a bad case of dengue and affected his heart, our curly haired friend, our other awkward friend and his girlfriend (who hasn't really been part of the group much, just annexed cause of our dear friend, but eventually became part of the core group).
As we enter the unit, we see our Geometry teacher sitting in the lobby. We decide to sit with him and just hang out for a while. The rain is still pouring hard and since we have nothing much to do, we stay.
It was a stay full of corny jokes, but hey, what can you expect? Considering the ones in the conversation are this group of people, and our geometry teacher too. We also started to make Math renditions of some songs, like "It Will Be Proved" (From "She Will Be Loved) and more. But by any stroke of destiny or whatnot, most of the songs just happened to be by Maroon 5. Eventually, our teacher christened the group with the name, parodied from the great band from which our songs were derived from, Merong 5. Cause well, there were 5 guys in the core group + 1 annex (girlfriend) member. And a side joke is that one of our members will have a 5.0 in his grade in Math (which thankfully didn't happen.).
And so, Merong 5 was created.
-Around March 2010...
He broke up with her. Through text. Because he's afraid that he will just hurt her if the relationship continues. He was in tears. He was devastated. But he thought it was for the best.
My best friend messaged me up. He told me that he broke off the relationship. He explained how he feels like he's such a burden to her. He said that maybe this isn't right anymore, so he called it quits.
I have been kind of their wing man, to both of them, occasionally. So I have a rough sketch of what was going on. He came to me for a while for advice, for someone to talk to. For weeks, he's still devastated over the break up, but he wouldn't cave into going back. His last message was him pondering over the late Kurt Cobain's suicide note. And that's the last I will hear of him for a while.
She was working on an art project. Then she received the text. She broke down, she doesn't know what to do. She cried, her friends was trying to comfort her but to no avail. She didn't know why, he never even gave the reason why.
She texted me that same afternoon, asking me where I was. I just left school when I received the message. She told me what happened. She asked if she could maybe talk to me about it. I said sure, and so for a while, we've had random walks when she felt like it, ranting about him, about what he did, about how it should've been.
From then on, she came to me for walks like that when she could rant. But eventually, the ranting stopped and we became close friends. Since this was also my depressed era, she learned stuff about me and became kind of like my big sister, someone I could go to for advice and whatnot, but she also came to me. And so I have met a new best friend of mine, who have been a most crucial part of why I am still here today.
---END FLASHBACK---
I guess I got the Loki of the sectioning gods to place me in my 4th year section. I was classmates with my former best friend, the-I-have-not-been-talking-to-you-so-it's-kinda-awkward-especially-since-I'm-dating-your-ex. And awkward things were between us. As much as we both want to try and fix what we have left, apparently the whole section knows of the affair and keep on 'pitting' us against each other.
It was the annual retreat for the seniors, and also the palanca reading time. I was surprised to see one from him, And it confirmed any doubt I had, he also was like me, wanting to build back our relationship and become at least good friends again. And I was a bit regretful that I opted not to give him a palanca. So I sent him an e-palanca instead, a long one for that matter. But as we all know him, he's still pretty much him, and answered with a one liner not related to the letter in any way. I guess he still has some "him" in himself, there's still the part of him that I became best friends with two years ago. The part which I want to bring out yet again.
Admittedly, losing a best friend isn't the best feeling there is. Especially someone like him. He was one of the rare few actual best friends I have. And he's one hell of a friend to have.
But now, our deep and meaningful conversations have been reduced to simple waves and greetings across the halls. You've probably moved on with your other friends, other friends more close to your heart. But well, I guess it won't hurt to say that I miss having you as a best friend. Does it really have to be like this?
*End sentimental mode*
Wheeee~~ Potato :D
---FLASHBACK START---
-January 2010...
The rain's currently pouring hard, and in the middle of our YMSAT week too. There was nothing much to do, so we decided to go up to the Math unit. By we, I mean probably the best combination of people there is, or at least the most random of them. There's me, my best-friend-since-last-year, the Chinese guy who just got back from a bad case of dengue and affected his heart, our curly haired friend, our other awkward friend and his girlfriend (who hasn't really been part of the group much, just annexed cause of our dear friend, but eventually became part of the core group).
As we enter the unit, we see our Geometry teacher sitting in the lobby. We decide to sit with him and just hang out for a while. The rain is still pouring hard and since we have nothing much to do, we stay.
It was a stay full of corny jokes, but hey, what can you expect? Considering the ones in the conversation are this group of people, and our geometry teacher too. We also started to make Math renditions of some songs, like "It Will Be Proved" (From "She Will Be Loved) and more. But by any stroke of destiny or whatnot, most of the songs just happened to be by Maroon 5. Eventually, our teacher christened the group with the name, parodied from the great band from which our songs were derived from, Merong 5. Cause well, there were 5 guys in the core group + 1 annex (girlfriend) member. And a side joke is that one of our members will have a 5.0 in his grade in Math (which thankfully didn't happen.).
And so, Merong 5 was created.
-Around March 2010...
He broke up with her. Through text. Because he's afraid that he will just hurt her if the relationship continues. He was in tears. He was devastated. But he thought it was for the best.
My best friend messaged me up. He told me that he broke off the relationship. He explained how he feels like he's such a burden to her. He said that maybe this isn't right anymore, so he called it quits.
I have been kind of their wing man, to both of them, occasionally. So I have a rough sketch of what was going on. He came to me for a while for advice, for someone to talk to. For weeks, he's still devastated over the break up, but he wouldn't cave into going back. His last message was him pondering over the late Kurt Cobain's suicide note. And that's the last I will hear of him for a while.
She was working on an art project. Then she received the text. She broke down, she doesn't know what to do. She cried, her friends was trying to comfort her but to no avail. She didn't know why, he never even gave the reason why.
She texted me that same afternoon, asking me where I was. I just left school when I received the message. She told me what happened. She asked if she could maybe talk to me about it. I said sure, and so for a while, we've had random walks when she felt like it, ranting about him, about what he did, about how it should've been.
From then on, she came to me for walks like that when she could rant. But eventually, the ranting stopped and we became close friends. Since this was also my depressed era, she learned stuff about me and became kind of like my big sister, someone I could go to for advice and whatnot, but she also came to me. And so I have met a new best friend of mine, who have been a most crucial part of why I am still here today.
---END FLASHBACK---
I guess I got the Loki of the sectioning gods to place me in my 4th year section. I was classmates with my former best friend, the-I-have-not-been-talking-to-you-so-it's-kinda-awkward-especially-since-I'm-dating-your-ex. And awkward things were between us. As much as we both want to try and fix what we have left, apparently the whole section knows of the affair and keep on 'pitting' us against each other.
It was the annual retreat for the seniors, and also the palanca reading time. I was surprised to see one from him, And it confirmed any doubt I had, he also was like me, wanting to build back our relationship and become at least good friends again. And I was a bit regretful that I opted not to give him a palanca. So I sent him an e-palanca instead, a long one for that matter. But as we all know him, he's still pretty much him, and answered with a one liner not related to the letter in any way. I guess he still has some "him" in himself, there's still the part of him that I became best friends with two years ago. The part which I want to bring out yet again.
Admittedly, losing a best friend isn't the best feeling there is. Especially someone like him. He was one of the rare few actual best friends I have. And he's one hell of a friend to have.
But now, our deep and meaningful conversations have been reduced to simple waves and greetings across the halls. You've probably moved on with your other friends, other friends more close to your heart. But well, I guess it won't hurt to say that I miss having you as a best friend. Does it really have to be like this?
*End sentimental mode*
Wheeee~~ Potato :D
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Whee~
Whee~*
Finally got to talk to her decently again. It's been a while since we had a decent talk, one that didn't involve me just leaving random messages in her e-mail and wait for her to reply.
Talked about random stuff (like always), and yeah, and other stuff never to be mentioned here (ha, I'll leave that to your discretion). And well, it somehow feels like the first time talking to her again. The Laws of Diminishing Marginal Utility may have affected me to not feel the jittery sensations when talking to her in the period where I basically have access to seeing and talking to her almost anytime. And changing such constant have helped in relieving such diminishing utility.
It may be true what they say, being with someone long enough can cause you to eventually lack that much interest in them, not to say that I'm lacking interest in her (I'm still a whole lot interested ;)). So yeah.
On the other hand, UP-CRS is being a bitch not letting me pre-enlist, even though they specifically said that the date for the pre-enlistment is today. They probably should've included the specific time too.
Woot, down to one Mystic Rook, a Mystic Queen, a Mystic King and almost all of the Technics to finish my two-pronged tower run. <-- Mousehunt reference. Great passive game, by the way. If you're the kind who likes to do something simple in between doing random stuff, this is a great game. Well, even for those active players who likes to itch themselves with button pressing and such might get a liking into this game. Might do a review (or something of the sort) sometime in the near (or not-so-near) future.
Finally got to talk to her decently again. It's been a while since we had a decent talk, one that didn't involve me just leaving random messages in her e-mail and wait for her to reply.
Talked about random stuff (like always), and yeah, and other stuff never to be mentioned here (ha, I'll leave that to your discretion). And well, it somehow feels like the first time talking to her again. The Laws of Diminishing Marginal Utility may have affected me to not feel the jittery sensations when talking to her in the period where I basically have access to seeing and talking to her almost anytime. And changing such constant have helped in relieving such diminishing utility.
It may be true what they say, being with someone long enough can cause you to eventually lack that much interest in them, not to say that I'm lacking interest in her (I'm still a whole lot interested ;)). So yeah.
On the other hand, UP-CRS is being a bitch not letting me pre-enlist, even though they specifically said that the date for the pre-enlistment is today. They probably should've included the specific time too.
Woot, down to one Mystic Rook, a Mystic Queen, a Mystic King and almost all of the Technics to finish my two-pronged tower run. <-- Mousehunt reference. Great passive game, by the way. If you're the kind who likes to do something simple in between doing random stuff, this is a great game. Well, even for those active players who likes to itch themselves with button pressing and such might get a liking into this game. Might do a review (or something of the sort) sometime in the near (or not-so-near) future.
Monday, April 16, 2012
This bad?
Great. It's only been 5 days and I'm already experiencing such. Come on, it's not like she'll be gone forever, right? It'll be for just another week and a half, you can manage that. You'll get to see her again. And come on, you should really be preparing now, big day coming up soon.
But I just can't help but miss her.
April 12, 13:20H. The time of her scheduled flight back home. I must say that she's really excited to go back home to her family. And well, I'm pretty excited for her too. But I just can't help feeling a tad bit depressed that I wouldn't be seeing her for a few weeks, and maybe only get to talk to her for limited times since she's going to probably want to spend time with her family.
And right now, I'm feeling just kinda sad. Alone. Sure, I get to talk to her every now and then, but when I don't it feels pretty weird, like I should really be doing something that I'm not. I guess you could say that it's already part of my daily activities, to talk to her for extended periods of time, and to a certain extent, see her around at least once a day.
So yeah. Now I'm just leaving random messages every now and then, hoping she'd be able to talk.
Great, now I'm ranting, nyahaha. Rant post shall be deleted soon :P
Whee~
"Screw destiny."
But I just can't help but miss her.
April 12, 13:20H. The time of her scheduled flight back home. I must say that she's really excited to go back home to her family. And well, I'm pretty excited for her too. But I just can't help feeling a tad bit depressed that I wouldn't be seeing her for a few weeks, and maybe only get to talk to her for limited times since she's going to probably want to spend time with her family.
And right now, I'm feeling just kinda sad. Alone. Sure, I get to talk to her every now and then, but when I don't it feels pretty weird, like I should really be doing something that I'm not. I guess you could say that it's already part of my daily activities, to talk to her for extended periods of time, and to a certain extent, see her around at least once a day.
So yeah. Now I'm just leaving random messages every now and then, hoping she'd be able to talk.
Great, now I'm ranting, nyahaha. Rant post shall be deleted soon :P
Whee~
"Screw destiny."
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Gaaaaaaahhh...
I don't really know what to do at the moment..
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
She's going to be leaving for Dumaguete in less than a week's time, and this is happening. (Don't fret, we didn't do anything stupid or something.)
For some reason unbeknownst to us, her sister hates me. Well, more of she thinks that I'm evil, as in son-of-the-devil evil or something. And we both can't explain why. She thinks I'd end up ruining her life. I won't, right? Well, I hope I won't.
She told me countless of times that being with her will end up having to face one heck of a barricade called her sister. And I've told her countless of times that I'd stick with her no matter what. But times like this makes me think that it shouldn't be like this. But no. I made a promise and I'm planning to keep it. I don't plan on breaking it for the sake of comfort. And hey, if something needs a lot of effort and is really hard to keep up and achieve, it only means that it is worth that much more. And I'm pretty sure that she's in fact worth it.
So I guess I'll be incognito to her sister tomorrow, which would be a problem considering that I'd be called at some point during the ceremony, so yeah. I just wish she doesn't kill me at first encounter :|.
Well, yeah.. Good luck to me tomorrow. Whee...
Friday, February 4, 2011
99th day.
99 days. The length since we officially fell apart. And now I'm here, writing this as some sort of outlet. Not to say, though, that I'm still holding on to the past, wanting it to be redone. Fact of the matter is, I'm here, 99 days later, standing tall without looking back to what happened that day, right?
To be completely honest, until now, it still strikes me as though it only happened yesterday. I would be lying if I said that I'm completely fine with where we are now and that I have completely gotten over you. Upon saying this, I expect a lot of people to get mad at me for still holding on to the past.
My friends keep telling me to let go, move on, she wasn't worth your time and effort. There are times where I can make myself believe in what they are saying, yet there's still this part of me that denies everything accused of you. How I am still siding with you on this particular argument is beyond me. After all the stuff you put me through, I should at least feel a bit mad at you.
But alas, I am finding myself still by your side, without the slightest feeling of hatred against the one who kind of led me to my own demise.
When I was with you, every other negative thoughts I had before were all taken away. You made me feel like I'm on the top of the world, that nothing could ever bring me down. Turns out, it would be you.
Yet after all these, things seemed to be back to what they were before this fiasco. We were still among the best of friends, talk and act like nothing happened. Or so it may seem. To everyone, and probably you, it seems as though I'm back to my old self. Nothing new, nothing to suspect. Completely and totally normal. But no, I'm still devastated over what happened, probably just keeping it all inside rather than having people troubling themselves over me, something that I've been repeatedly telling everyone over the years. But in reality, I may just need someone to fall back on, and for a while, it was you. And it still probably is, but now that it concerns you, I don't have that sense of familiarity anymore. Even to my friends, talking about you is still somewhat of a strike zone. If it was a completely different situation, I'd be going to you for this. But seeing that it is not, you are out of the options.
Then again, I may just need the closure. It's not really best to get it over vented out writing in these overused sites that supports blogs. Do I really need it? Maybe. I already figured that I could go on with life without the closure, but it took a reasonable amount of time. Will it really make much of a difference if I do? Who knows, I'm just sure that I don't.
On another note, tomorrow's the 100th day, which also happens to be our JS Prom. Does it mean anything special? Doubt it.
To be completely honest, until now, it still strikes me as though it only happened yesterday. I would be lying if I said that I'm completely fine with where we are now and that I have completely gotten over you. Upon saying this, I expect a lot of people to get mad at me for still holding on to the past.
My friends keep telling me to let go, move on, she wasn't worth your time and effort. There are times where I can make myself believe in what they are saying, yet there's still this part of me that denies everything accused of you. How I am still siding with you on this particular argument is beyond me. After all the stuff you put me through, I should at least feel a bit mad at you.
But alas, I am finding myself still by your side, without the slightest feeling of hatred against the one who kind of led me to my own demise.
When I was with you, every other negative thoughts I had before were all taken away. You made me feel like I'm on the top of the world, that nothing could ever bring me down. Turns out, it would be you.
Yet after all these, things seemed to be back to what they were before this fiasco. We were still among the best of friends, talk and act like nothing happened. Or so it may seem. To everyone, and probably you, it seems as though I'm back to my old self. Nothing new, nothing to suspect. Completely and totally normal. But no, I'm still devastated over what happened, probably just keeping it all inside rather than having people troubling themselves over me, something that I've been repeatedly telling everyone over the years. But in reality, I may just need someone to fall back on, and for a while, it was you. And it still probably is, but now that it concerns you, I don't have that sense of familiarity anymore. Even to my friends, talking about you is still somewhat of a strike zone. If it was a completely different situation, I'd be going to you for this. But seeing that it is not, you are out of the options.
Then again, I may just need the closure. It's not really best to get it over vented out writing in these overused sites that supports blogs. Do I really need it? Maybe. I already figured that I could go on with life without the closure, but it took a reasonable amount of time. Will it really make much of a difference if I do? Who knows, I'm just sure that I don't.
On another note, tomorrow's the 100th day, which also happens to be our JS Prom. Does it mean anything special? Doubt it.
97th Day
A/N: YOU are probably reading this (by YOU, I mean someone in particular), but I don't really mind if YOU do manage to read this, just saying what's currently on my mind.
Huh, what do you know? I managed to get through 97 fucking days after what happened between us.
Oh and look at that, how convenient. The 100th day is on Feb 5. Effin great.
What transpired 97 days ago wasn't really the best moment of my life. Admittedly, I somewhat doubt it was any better for you. Sure it might have lifted some load off, but the transition wasn't really the best that it could've.
So for around 2 months after that, I was still pondering over what happened and why it happened. My friends all say this particular reason, yet you counter with your side of the story. This is where the conflicts begin. Who do I believe, my closest friends for 3 years and counting, or you, the only one whom I disclosed every possible detail about my life to, the one who was with me through thick and thin, even for just the past few months prior to the "event", the one who made me feel genuinely happy for the time being?
So for those 2 months, I stuck with my gut, denying my friends' claims about you, still hoping there was this chance to redeem what was lost, to reinstate what we used to have. I don't have the slightest clue what, but something snapped inside of me. There was this sudden realization that no matter what happened, it was only just that. Happened. No point in trying to piece it all back together. Whatever happened, happened. No turning back. No regrets.
They keep on saying that you weren't really the best for me, that I could've done better. And I could easily say that yes, they are probably right. I could've done better. I should have done better. You weren't the best for me. And I wasn't the best for you. There are plenty others who could replace you, although there's no denying the fact that there will always be a place for you in me.
There was always this nagging feeling that you could only be using me as a rebound. I keep on pushing the thought away, yet the possibility in my mind is so high that it can't just be pushed away.
Even after all this, I realized that you were only really meant to be my best friend. One of the only ones I could really call that without a shadow of a doubt.
A/N: Should've been posted two days ago.
Huh, what do you know? I managed to get through 97 fucking days after what happened between us.
Oh and look at that, how convenient. The 100th day is on Feb 5. Effin great.
What transpired 97 days ago wasn't really the best moment of my life. Admittedly, I somewhat doubt it was any better for you. Sure it might have lifted some load off, but the transition wasn't really the best that it could've.
So for around 2 months after that, I was still pondering over what happened and why it happened. My friends all say this particular reason, yet you counter with your side of the story. This is where the conflicts begin. Who do I believe, my closest friends for 3 years and counting, or you, the only one whom I disclosed every possible detail about my life to, the one who was with me through thick and thin, even for just the past few months prior to the "event", the one who made me feel genuinely happy for the time being?
So for those 2 months, I stuck with my gut, denying my friends' claims about you, still hoping there was this chance to redeem what was lost, to reinstate what we used to have. I don't have the slightest clue what, but something snapped inside of me. There was this sudden realization that no matter what happened, it was only just that. Happened. No point in trying to piece it all back together. Whatever happened, happened. No turning back. No regrets.
They keep on saying that you weren't really the best for me, that I could've done better. And I could easily say that yes, they are probably right. I could've done better. I should have done better. You weren't the best for me. And I wasn't the best for you. There are plenty others who could replace you, although there's no denying the fact that there will always be a place for you in me.
There was always this nagging feeling that you could only be using me as a rebound. I keep on pushing the thought away, yet the possibility in my mind is so high that it can't just be pushed away.
Even after all this, I realized that you were only really meant to be my best friend. One of the only ones I could really call that without a shadow of a doubt.
A/N: Should've been posted two days ago.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
All The Right Friends in All The Right Places
A/N: The title obviously does not belong to me, credits goes out to "All The Right Moves" by One Republic.
So apparently, today is my birthday. And as a tradition, I try to keep it as secret as possible to know who actually remembered.
First year, only one person did honestly remember. I wasn't expecting for anyone, but she pulled through. And until now, she still does. Even if I still point out how much you seem to not care about me, you're still one of the best friends I could ever ask for. Yes Ria, I'm talking about you >:D<.
Then came second year, and still, only a handful of people remembered. They easily became the awesome-est people I came across with. Even in our countless fail moments, we all just laughed it off and moved on. And until now, we are almost inseparable. Leif and Marlo, psst-psst-chck-chck-*slurp*-ahh xD.
And this year, I came across with more people who I consider the best circle of friends I ever had. We may not be the best group ever created, and with all our weird antics and numerous inside jokes that makes no sense at all, we may never be, but in my books, no one can ever top you guys. Maki, Thea, Jia, Justin, Quina, and the occasional Jeremil, you guys are just the best :D.
And finally, this goes out to one special person, to me anyways xD. The only person who knows me inside out, and may know me even better than myself at times. By far the only best friend I had to ever put that much effort into someone without asking for anything in return. Even only knowing her for around one and a half years, had proven herself to be one hell of a best friend. We may not always be there for each other at times, but I do know she got my back whenever I need it. Thanks for everything (and the gift, which I will use one way or another ;)) Angelei :).
Now I realize that even though at times, I may feel alone, in the long run, I will never be. For I have the best people whom I could ask for with me. (Maybe a bit cliché, but why not xD) And together, we are unstoppable. :)
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