Apr 6, 2010

Old Friends, Real Friends, "Friends"

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I happened to bump into one of my "old" friends (elementary and high school days) and it was really a mixture of happiness and uncertainty.

Happiness because after years of no communication (does being a friend in FB count?) we ran into each other and it was as if it was just yesterday that we last saw each other. It was very pleasant and all. I'm really looking forward to hanging out with her, since we promised that meeting up regularly is a must from now on.

Uncertainty because the incident also opened up old memories with my "old" barkada and how we lost communication too. I tried to reach out to them once after years of not seeing each other (and it was a major reach out, believe me.. well for me at least since it was the time when I was gonna get married), but nothing happened. It's like "let's move on with our lives" thing. Well that was one of the sentences used in their reply, a kind of reply that I really didn't expect, given that we had good memories together.

It really made me feel bad during that time, but guess what, all I had to think of was my friends right now, since college (and one since I started schooling, my bff one might say!), and probably longer friends (in comparison), and I felt fine. These were the friends who have accepted me for who I was, am, and will be. The friends I know who will not abandon me (that was proven with how we tried to reach out to long lost friends) and will be there for me, just as I would for them. Sure there were and will be small bickerings here and there (very very rare though, if none at all) but that's part of real friendship - differences in opinions but respecting each other. Having small bumps but easily pushed aside (with all honesty and sincerity) and back to regular programming again.

Small group I have, but true gems indeed. And I am really glad they are my friends.

Now that is sentimentality. Hahaha.


PS: Of course, it will still be nice to "mend things" and be friends and hang out again with my old barkada. After all, they were supposed to be my bff's back in the day. I welcome real friends anytime.

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