The Only Truth Among the Crowd Called Lies

    This week, I suppose, is one of the best and the worst week of my entire life. A week circulating on a process called give and take, a cycle of success and failure, and on a road separating into two: of being hated and of being loved. It took me weeks to publish another entry because something’s bothering me the past few days once again. Anyway, I just want everyone to know what happened in my life two weeks ago.

Connections and Crossroads

(November 20, 2007 – November 22, 2007) 

    Three Years… That’s how long it took “time” to connect our lives once again. We had our book presentation in Filipino: Titser, a novel written by Liwayway Arceo. This week’s our first and foremost practice but we won’t lose. Since tuesday last week, we go home late at night . We practiced in school and in Lara’s house with everyone present (except for a girl I’ll hide with the name Chelsea Serene). Vanessa, my best friend when I was still a freshman, went home late with us this time (just like how it used to be). Before, we (Vanessa, Jym-P and me) always go home with each other, eat at the same time, and together with our friends (John, Kimberly, Mariz, Divine, Jaypee, and Ladylyn), form a peer group  called CSACers and go on our so-called tambayan known as “The Jungle of Discoveries”. That was before, when Jym-P and I were still friends. And now, everything’s just like that day except (maybe) for the very reason that we still don’t talk. Still, however, I know that I feel the same way as his. We’re not friends connected by words but with all the unforgettable things things we’ve shared without ourselves noticing it. Our bondage gets stronger day by day. Somehow, I feel ‘that day’ is about to come when everything would be the way they were.

Victories and Failures

(November 23, 2oo7)

    The day of our presentation started in a very unexpected way. I woke up early that day. But as usual, I am late for school. I almost forgot that we would still have our practice early that morning. We had skipped our Values Education subject in order to finish our props for our presentation (cutting classes, if you would put it that way). Coincidently, I took the same jeepney as ‘him’. And worse than that, we have to go pass Rizal High School and straight to Lara’s house, leaving the two of us as the only passengers left. Again, we never talk. Afterwards, we part ways (because he took a different route) though we have the same destination. There, I met him once again and then ignored each other (as if nothing happened).

    Later that afternoon, after a lot of practices, we’re ready for our most-awaited event, our book presentation. After staying at the gymnasium for several hours, alas, it’s presentation time. We gave our best but we still lost. For us, it’s really us who should have won (however, the judges’ decision is final and we can’t do anything about it). Still, I’m glad (though I’m very disappointed) that everything we’ve done is really worthwhile. After that, once again, ‘the three of us’ got together again (for unknown reasons), ate the same food at the same time, went home together and moreover, had fun with each other with no more walls between us (Well, only for that time). All the thing that happened that day will remain in my mind forever, and that’s for sure.  

    I guess no matter what I do, I can’t hide the truth (that we were once friends, all of us) and I can’t run from all that happened in the past (and the memories it left behind).