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yoko pa umuwi! I’m still at the office, though I haven’t got enough sleep for the past two days, I decided to stay for a while. I’m still here at the office, I’m not quite sure if I’d like to go home, scared of the feeling I’d get to see a different person opening the door for me, asking how my day was. My friend Richelle left for her hometown in Bicol just a few hours back. We live in the same house, or shall I say, we used to. I decided to stay after a tiring day because I just wanted to blog about this thing and hopefully, Richelle would read this the moment she gets home, her real home. My thoughts are in a chaos, there are so many things that I’d want to say about how I feel and think right now. So bear with me if I appear to be deranged, because I am. Going back, I realized the amazing ability of human emotions to care for someone even though you are not from the same family. Though you did not grow up in the same house and you only spent a few years working together, you still get to feel a deep concern for a each other. It’s like an involuntary responsibility that we have for our so called friends, that we somehow feel the way they feel, and care for them as we care for ourselves. I am deranged and the downheartedness I feel right now makes me cry. I tried really hard not to show her how bad I feel, that she’s leaving, but I just didn’t really wanna see her cry. Seeing her cry makes me feel that’s she’s in some sort of pain and I don’t wanna pain her just because of a childish fear of being left by a friend. She’s still in the bus right now, getting to her place takes 12 hours, but I bet she’s too excited and doesn’t mind the dust and pollution she’ll get in an ordinary bus (puno kasi yung mga air con, pasko ata sa bicol puno lahat hehe) she’ll be reunited with her family and the very special Vanjie. I realized the blessing I had in her, that someone, like I said, though not a family member cared and I assume, loved me as a friend. I didn’t pay her anything mind you, but she stood there with me in troubles and tiredness and would open the door for me at 3:00 in the morning. There are other crazy things I could share, but Chelle, I just wanna let you know that I am thankful for the friendship we have and I do hope that the distance that separates us would not break us but would remind us that in over 6 billion people in the world, we were lucky to find each other and share something really special. Vanjie, you are also part of this, thanks for everything bro. I love you friend and I miss you. (missing you started after you stepped into that bus). shagged on 5/15/2008 10:12:00 PM Comments: Post a Comment