FOR Y.O.U.
by Michaela Roque
[Matinding patnubay at gabay ng mga magulang ang kinakailangan. Magiging madugo.... Madugo sa ilong ang talatang ito.]
EAT. PRAY. LOVE.
Snow's random shits and thoughts for the past four years spent with YOU.
Yes, YOU. You know who you are. There are actually fourteen of you.
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You who stood the test of time.
You who survived all our chemistry courses with Sir Eugene, Bio10 and Bio11 with Ma'am Tessie, and those who shed tears during our Practicum course with Sir Edmund.
You cried, yes, you cried.
Hard.
At some point, through this four-year-journey you stopped on your tracks and ask yourself if you should go on even further because this whole darn thing just gets tougher and tougher as days go by, but you know what? Another YOU stood right beside YOU the whole time and never did ever let go of your sweaty hands calloused writing long narratives and journal summaries.
So with a brave heart, you step your foot forward and decided to go on with this journey and see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Actually, there would've been more than just fourteen of you if some didn't let go.
If some didn't let one mistake in their lives control their sudden decisions.
And if some didn't have to deal and encounter tons of shits life has to offer.
But yeah, so it happened then there are fourteen of you left.
Pretty, brave, stubborn, street-smart, food-lover, sucker-for-free-stuffs, God-fearing YOU.
It took me quite a while actually to write something (anything to be honest) on this blank journal page (yes, I wrote this on my journal before publishing it online) I've been staring at every night for the past two weeks? Four weeks? See, I can't even remember how long has it been.
Until, one time, I was looking for my high school diploma in tons of piles of different documents in the house, when I stumbled upon that one photograph during my 19th birthday, that finally I knew what I have to right about on that blank space...it was YOU.
And I also realized that, in just a matter of weeks after I finish writing this, I would be keeping two important diplomas now right after I march my way up the stage, shake whoever politician's hands would be there trying to gather some support for the upcoming elections or whatnot, and hopefully go down a few steps without finding myself tripping and lying face flat on the floor so as not to embarass myself, fingers crossed.
Finally, with something to write about or someone rather, let me put some labels to those fourteen YOU I've been rambling about since the beginning of this entry.
They are the people whose got Carpe Diem as their mantra, YOLO as their driving force, and Eat. Pray. Love. as their motto.
(I'll do this alphabetically to avoid biases ;-) )
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A/N: Can't post the full entry here. Facebook won't allow me. (Sucks!) That's why I have to post it separately.
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Everyone has his or her own version of how they make friends with people who are once complete strangers at some point in their lives. There are those whose friendship began with one hello, others with a simple smile. For some, by being playmates since they were three or four, some by backing up nobodies against bullies. Variations of these beginnings would create an endless list, but one thing's for sure, after being mere acquaintances, these events and moments could spark something special that could lead to a deeper connection to that person who is once a nobody, but is now a somebody in your life.
Ours didn't began in the most special, grand way. We were freshies. Classmates. Spent our vacant periods on the school grounds one sunny morning. Had a good laugh about something (I can't even remember what that was.) Learnt that we all share the same, sumptuous passion...eating! Then...boom! We decided to make the group.
See, I told you it wasn't all that special or whatnot, because in all honesty, friendship (or any kind of relationship in general) may happen in the most surreal or in the most boring way. Sometimes it is expected, sometimes it is not. It can begin in the most unexpected time and place or it can happen while you're waiting for your next class to start (just like ours.)
But no matter when or where or how, what's important is where your friendship leads you now.
Guys, nothing comes close to what we have right now. Our friendship has grown with time and through all the hardships we fought altogether for the last four years. I've been wanting to tell you something for the longest time already but I can't, since I am not really that vocal with my thoughts, as you already know, I prefer writing them down. So, here goes nothing...
When I lost my mom four years ago, I told you...
How hard and painful it was for me.
How I wouldn't cry in front of everybody but would burst into tears the next moment inside the bathroom.
How grey the house looked like now that she's gone.
How hard it is to wake up every morning knowing she will never be beside me when I open my eyes.
But one thing I haven't told you is...
How I think that God made sure that our paths shall cross.
He sent YOU in my life knowing how lonely and sad Snow will feel after losing her angel. He's pretty sure YOU are capable of making her smile again and never feel alone anymore. In the middle of this sad and ordinary life I have, YOU made extraordinary things happen and finally brought back the smile on my face once again. And for that, I will forever be grateful.
For YOU, I say the words, "Thank You."
Because Four (FOR) Years Of Us (Y.O.U.), was all worth remembering.
xo,
Bogs
