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Making Time

day six.

I know I’m not the friendliest person around. In fact, I know I’m very much of a “manang” — meaning I’m kind of like an old person, because I’d really rather stay at home or do something quiet rather than party or stay out all night. It’s just not my thing. I think I also give off a somewhat intimidating vibe. Not too many people would choose to confide in me (at least as far as I know in college), but people eventually talk to me about their problems and concerns and whatnot, maybe after good, equal sharing time. At least, that’s how I see it.

I can also be very close to some people at a certain time, but after some time, we just kind of drift apart. Sometimes, when we see each other again, it’s like no time passed, and that’s good. Sometimes we make plans of seeing each other, but we never push through. And that’s just…sad.

But I’ve accepted that as a simple fact in my life: people come and people go. It just depends on how much effort you’re willing to give to make the relationship — friendship — work.

The point, the point. Sometimes I wonder how hard it is for other people to keep in touch. I know I find it difficult to keep in touch, too, but mine is more because I gain friends from sharing a specific part of my life, but once that part is over, I find that there’s no reason to share with them anymore. Did that make sense? It’s like…I become friends with this person because we both love chocolate ice cream. We meet together everyday to eat that, but once I’m sick of ice cream, or feel that I don’t want to eat it anymore, we both just kind of drift away.

I feel like I’m going in circles, and maybe I am. But I know that if you really want to spend time and be friends with a person, you won’t just go with the flow. You’ll make time to be with them. You’ll find ways to talk to them, you’ll find ways to spend time with them. You’ll drop other things just so you can catch up. After all, every relationship — even/especially friendship — needs work, right?

So if you see me, get a message from me this week, or sometime soon, it’s because I’m working to keep our friendship alive. Will you do the same?

Best Friends

Day 12I was intending to post about my current weight loss achievement, but WordPress in Macy ate my entry, so I’ll post about that another time, when I feel like it again. Or when I reach another significant milestone (hopefully soon!).

So for the past few weeks/months, I’ve been having “gimmick merges”. Meaning, I go out with a friend and then we meet up with another friend and then we meet up with another friend and all of us would end up going out in one gimmick with only me as their common link. It’s fun because my friends all get along and then I can go out with all of them and not worry about leaving other people out or something like that.

This kind of set up made me think a lot, though. One of the things that my teammates tell me when I tell stories about my childhood or high school or college is that I seem to have a lot of best friends. Which is kind of true: I have a best friend back in elementary who is now in Vegas, I have a best friend in high school, I have a best friend in college. I may even have a work best friend but I don’t really label it now.

Sometimes I wonder if the people I call best friends are actually still my best friends, and the people I don’t, are the ones who are my best friends. It’s not about being mean, or giving up the friendship. But you know, people change. I change, they change. Maybe at this particular moment of my life, they’re the ones who were always there, that’s why they were my best friends. But now that some of us have drifted apart, or at least, not in contact so much, we hardly know each other at all.

I’m not sure if I’m making much sense. But wait, what is a best friend anyway? Is it someone who you’re always with? Is it just someone who you can’t imagine your life without? Is it someone who would cry with you and laugh with you and go with you through hell if needed be?

Sometimes I wonder if because I have so many best friends that the term has lost its meaning on me. Maybe I used the term too loosely. You know? Sometimes I feel guilty when another friend calls me his/her best friend when I don’t exactly call him/her that. Except that maybe we really do hang out a lot together, and I know that he/she is one who will stay.

Maybe I’m just overthinking, you know.

Or maybe, it’s okay to have a lot of best friends. :)


Post-Switchfoot thoughts and some detox

Again, sorry for the lack of entries. The work week was kind of crazy, not to mention that I still have a hangover of what happened last Monday night, I pretty much pushed blogging out of my mind. Seriously, how could you think of anything else besides that? Haha okay, I shall stop talking about it because I’m supposed to be on detox mode now, but obviously I’m not.

*Is currently listening to Oh! Gravity album* :D

But before I stop talking about it, I’m honored. My previous entry has been mentioned here and here. :D I am honored. Again, it’s been an amazing experience, and we all can’t wait to have the guys back here for a longer stay. :)

Oh, and can I just say? I can’t help but feel so kilig when I see switchfoot.com referrals to my blog. :D Wheee!

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