Wishful Thinking
I am really not that friendly but pretty lucky to have nice people around me whom I call friends.- A line from my Friendster Profile. True! I am masungit , I am suplada , maldita , intimidating, snobbish. I am very finicky when it comes to making friends. But once I consider you as my friend, count on it, I will be at your side till the end. I had my high school best friend- Rochelle . We were really close. We write each other letters. We share clothes and shoes. We even had a theme song. We hold hands while walking in the mall. We are both mababaw . We are both iyakin . We call each other sis. We have petty quarrels. Until we argued over our burger business, That alienated us from each other. I felt betrayed. I was hurt. I felt alone. I lost a friend and a sister. The gap lasted for two years. She was not there when I found out that I was pregnant. She was not there when I got married. She was not there when I gave birth to my first baby. But time heals all wounds. We just found ours...