Of wake boarding and ass kicking

Thursday, January 20, I slept over at Grai's condo because (1) she was buying drinks that night and (2) we had plans for her birthday the next day. I went there and watched her and Raffy play Fifa '11 in this new computer / gaming shop in Burgundy. She kicked his ass with a final score of 7-4 for 8 (or 10) games I think. Anyway, Lorenze and I spent the rest of the night and the early morning in Rooftop with Grai and her roomies and team mates.

Our happy Thursday turned into a happier Friday when we went to Lago de Oro for the celebration of Grai's 19th birthday! Too bad Grai forgot to bring her memory card so we didn't have high res photos. As usual, we just took photos off of the trusty iPhone cam. We failed to take pictures during the wake boarding session, but we'll surely go back and we'll definitely take so much pictures!!! Grai and I kicked the boys' asses cause Grai got to the end of the track and I almost got to the end. It's girl's week this week! The boys want to catch up to our awesomeness next week so we'll see about that. :-)

Anyway, after the session, Raffy prepared a dinner in a raft out in the sea. It was sort of a little surprise for Grai :-)

Here's the birthday girl with yoghurt cake. I think it has strawberries and bananas :-)

Grai with Raffy :-)

Aren't they such a cute couple? :-)

Here's a picture of the raft

I made her pose with the two boys as her body guards haha

Only two pictures with my best friend!

It was quite funny cause my boyfriend wanted to navigate and push the raft with manong. He just loves feeling local. Hahaha! :-)

Grai's turn to sit on the nav seat 

It was too windy that Raffy and I found it hard to light Grai's cake

She ended up lighting it herself hahaha

The manong even offered this wooden board to block off the wind!

We finally did it!!!! :-)

... and she can now eat her cake :-)

My turn at the nav seat! Haha

Raffy and Grai had the good lighting 

We had the bad. But it's okay cause it wasn't my birthday hahaha 

Raffy ordered Margherita pizza (pardon me I don't know the spelling!) and we ate our Mushroom Burgers that were supposed to be for lunch!  

We went home later than planned cause we lost our way! We were driving towards the core of Batangas instead of getting out of it. Hahaha anyway we wasted about thirty minutes or so and toll money but we eventually found our way :-)

Sofia

RealEyesRealizeRealLies

It saddens me how friendship nowadays are based on quantity rather than quality. If there's one thing that college has taught me, it's that you only live for you. You don't live for impressing your so-called friends. Such a question is always asked, Would you rather have lots of acquaintances or just a handful of best friends?

I feel happiness and contentment in finding friendship in people who don't judge me for who I really am, for the things I like to do, the decisions I've made or the mistakes that I've committed. Because quite frankly, everybody lies and everybody cheats. Making bad choices and taking the wrong road at some point in your life just makes you appreciate turning the other way or making a complete U-turn when you lose your way. You're probably going to hit a dead end anyway; and once you reach rock bottom, there's no where to go but up.

It feels so much better to be able to tell your side of the story without questions of judgement and without seeking for approval. It's your life, it's your business. They're supposed to be there for support and they're supposed to be able to allow you to make mistakes. Because after all, your true friends are those that will stick around with you, maybe curse you here and there, but they will be by your side when everything goes haywire.

Point is, I don't really care about how large my circle of friends is. Why should I, when I have just a number of people who I can trust my life with? If people want to get drunk and high with their friends, then why the fuck should I care? I know they won't be there when you're fucking sober anyway.

My conscience is clear, but that doesn't make me innocent

January 11, 2011

1:21 am

All throughout my teenage life, it has been the two of us. We liked the same things, we ate the same food, we read each other's minds... We were best friends walking hand in hand through everything thrown at us because together, we were invincible. You were a big part of my life, and a huge influence that shaped me to be the person I am today.

Then we grew up. 

We both made mistakes, and while it's true we've forgiven each other, we can't deny that we fell apart. Our friendship had gone haywire, destroying all emotional and mental connections between us. A little part of me still thinks this is not the way things were supposed to be. After all, we were best friends. When I look at us now, I see two very different people who might still share the same interests, but something just isn't right anymore. And sometimes, it still hurts -- I was passive and made things between us the way they are now. 

Today, I've presented you with the unforgivable. I can't even begin to imagine how you must be feeling. I don't know what's worse -- that I did what I did for my own sake without thinking of the consequences, or me telling you straight to your face and punching you in the gut with my words when I told you the truth. I didn't tell you everything for my own satisfaction; after all, I wasn't after revenge. I told you everything because despite whatever happens after this, I know I've given you what you deserve -- the whole truth.

True, my actions and decisions are unexplainable, but I'd rather lose my friendship with you than keep it and lie to your face. While it's also true that I'm not good with confrontations, I'd rather you hear it from me than from anyone else because I know I owed you at least the decency to tell you on my own. I readied myself for this -- the consequence that I might lose you forever, but it was something that I was willing to take. And please know that from the bottom of my heart, I hope that someday you find it in yours to forgive me.

I've told you everything there is to know and I assure you that I will do no more. I don't usually do the right things all the time, but I'm a fast learner -- I make mistakes and I learn from them. I've done you wrong and I accept that. I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for hurting you. We may not be the same little girls we used to be, but I look at you no less than before. I've loved you and I love you still, and I always will -- and maybe that's why I was willing to risk it all in the first place.