Friendships

It becomes harder to make friends when you get older. Relationships become complicated. People have different motives and temperaments.

Gone were the days when you just so happen to be in the same playground at the same time. You instinctively link arms and walk up to the swing. Your friendship is sealed for life.

I still thank God everyday for the people around me whom I consider friends. People who I meet in various circumstances (circumstances that you know God only makes).

My high school best friend. I met her after a heavy downpour with flooded streets and heavy traffic. I was even the bad person but God gave me the gift of friendship in return. Now, we would look back on that day and laugh our hearts out.

My college barkada. A clique in class turned out to be lifelong friends. A lot has happened in between. We lost some sheep along the way but we always count the sheep that are among us (and those who return once in a while). Fortunately, the ones left behind bring more sheep with them.

My grad school barkada. Projects in class became late night gimmicks. Late night gimmicks became out of towns. We all planned to equip ourselves with education but none of us knew that we would be given people who we will cherish for life.

My french barkada. I met them in my quest to learn a new language. None of us knew that we will be able to experience the people, language and culture first hand. As one of my french barkada says, “Now I know why I fell in love with Paris the first time I was here. It’s because I was with good company.” They now belong to my list of favorite people on earth.

My work friends. I had lots of jobs so I have lots of these. I miss those who I haven’t seen forever. I cherish those that I have now. They have helped me survive my everyday. When I enter the lion’s den, they give me their courage to help me make it through the day.

My online friends. I discovered that it’ll be easier to prepare my wedding online. Through this, my world was opened to blogging. It was never the same again.

Tired

All I remember was I was changing clothes – from office clothes to house clothes. Next thing I knew was getting up from bed. Still half dressed, a bit disoriented, whole body aching… My mom was calling me from the door.

It wasn’t some form of sickness or anything. I was just dead tired.

Work’s been quite demanding lately. Nothing really unusual. I guess the tiredness is coming from the stresses of physically moving offices (supervising things… argh!), finishing a very important application form (this one I think is the most stressful) and working on a new project (I don’t even know how to begin with).

I hope these stresses would go away. I want to be “normal” again. I hate being cranky.

*Sigh*

I would really love to have a massage right now.

Sometimes I Forget

It’s funny how you tend to forget things.

A few minutes ago, Mang Mely told me, “Tumawag yung asawa mo.” It took me a few seconds to realize that I do have a husband.

When Joven and I are talking, I sometimes blurt out… “Pag mag-asawa na tayo…” He’d interject and tell me that WE are married.

Not that I’m in denial or anything. I am very happy I’m married to Joven (I can’t even quantify my own happiness!). I’m still getting used to it I guess. It’s only been almost four months. =D