Catching up with friends

I know I always say that I have crap social skills and while that is true, I do still have a few friends whom I can talk to. And I’m really glad I do.

Yesterday I went to a coffee shop with my friends M and J (and it was a nice coffee shop, too) to catch up. We had a nice time because the coffee and pastries we had were really good. But of course, no good taste of coffee or pastry can ever make up for bad company, so really, I’m quite sure that we had a great time, 90% because I like spending time with my friends.

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my latte from magnum opus fine coffees

Anyway, when we left the coffee shop we went to my house so J could look at my computer. M left because she had to meet with other friends. J fixed my computer but also ended up staying until late because we were talking about our lives. I realized only then that although I would see J every so often, we hadn’t actually caught up with each other’s lives that much. We used to talk to each other every day and we talked about a great many things, but then we had significant others and that naturally makes you grow apart with your other friends. One of us still has a significant other (Read: NOT ME), but anyway J had time to talk to me yesterday.

We talked about the things we used to talk about and about a lot of things that happened in the past. Of course I know how quickly time passes but you never really feel it until when you’re talking with an old friend. J and I have known each other since high school and it felt so weird to know about most of the events he talked about, because I was actually there when they happened.

It was also very strange when I was telling M about my friends whom I’ve known since kindergarten and how ridiculous our issues were and that they didn’t matter now because they were so twenty years ago, and then I realized that they were in fact, literally twenty years ago.

Anyway, I’m glad I’ve kept a lot of friends for a long time that I can talk to them about things that happened ten or twenty years ago and they’d know exactly what I mean because they were there, too. And I’m glad that there are really nice coffee shops near my house, too. 🙂

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Antisocial Problems

Some nice people were in the pantry talking to me about Game of Thrones and Elf (really, it was about Peter Dinklage). I love movies and I love Game of Thrones but somehow I wanted to leave as soon as I could because I was just afraid of making a fool of myself. I was afraid that there might be an awkward silence for two seconds and it would be all my fault and that somehow would make them hate me. So I gave a weak smile, said I haven’t seen Elf yet and made my way out of the room.

It’s of course irrational. It doesn’t make sense and I know that I might’ve come off as even ruder than if I’d stayed there a bit longer and tried to chat with them, awkward silences and all. But, I don’t know. Somehow, I’ve developed a fear of people. Even of the nice ones whom I see every day. I don’t know why.

Summer!

Blame it on the fun!

I wasn’t really able to take photos when my friends and I went to the beach. Or, maybe I was but they’re in my camera and not my phone and I’m too lazy to transfer and edit and blah blah blah. Maybe I will later on when I find lots of free time, oh wait, I’m sorry, I mean, when I make lots of free time 😉 . But for now, this collage (and the story) will have to do:

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My friends and I went to Alabat, Quezon on account of that’s where my friend’s Aunt A is from. And so, even though it was sooo difficult to get to, it cost us way way lesser than if we’d gone anywhere else. I.e. It cost us less than P1800 each—that’s for food, transpo and accommodations, for three days and two nights! Of course, they weren’t fancy accommodations, but the air conditioner worked and there was running water, which makes it all OK by me! 😀

Our travel time was 6 hours from Alabang. We took a bus to Lucena, another bus to Atimonan and the boat ride from Atimonan to Alabat island was for around 45 minutes. From the port of Alabat, we took a tricycle and it was another 45 minutes to Essay Resort. As I said, it’s not the most convenient of places to go to, but I think it was worth it.

I liked the place because it was clean and quiet. Considering it was the holy weekend, beaches should’ve been crawling with vacationists, right? But I guess this is too out of the way of the normal local tourist circuit. So, it was very relaxing and we stayed there the whole time. We didn’t hassle ourselves with touring the island or going wherever else because we were on vacation! And I really should stop confusing “vacation” with “exhausting trip”.

I guess we saved some money because my friend B, cooked all our food. 😀 Note: Buy everything you need once you get to the port. There aren’t really stores around the resort where you can buy cooking oil and rice and bottled water and whatever else you’ll probably need.

We really had lots of fun. Just hanging out at the beach or in the air conditioned room, listening to music (thanks to K for bringing her awesome speakers), drinking, answering trivia questions, telling stories, sharing feelings and embarrassing ourselves.

I do love summer, not just because it’s the best time to go to the beach but because it all gives us a reason to go bonding with our friends at the beach! Imagine asking people you want to bond with (I’m not calling them your friends yet because you’re still not that close) to go to the beach with you sometime in July or August. They’d think you were crazy and they’d ask why. And if it’s not your birthday or you’re not sick with cancer, what good reason can you give? But if it’s March or April or May and they ask why you want to go to the beach with them, you can actually say, “Because it’s summer! What’s wrong with you?” 😎 😉

Dear People of the Earth,

Kung hindi kita kamag-anak na mas-matanda sa’kin, or boss sa office na binabayaran ako para magtrabaho, I seriously don’t think that you have a right to tell me what to do, especially kung ikaw ‘yung may kailangan sa’kin.

I don’t appreciate being texted messages like these:

Please bring [name of item] to [name of place]. Thanks.

Na wala man lang kapola-politeness. Except for the word “please”, but the word “thanks” at the end completely negates that as it implies that I should do what you’re asking, without any arguments or questions. Mind you, this is a personal request. It’s not like may group activity na na-assign kang maging leader. And I certainly never volunteered my services to help like when I told someone to just text me if she needed me to do anything re: the preparations of a party for a friend.

‘Yun pa. Ni hindi man lang tayo close friends. Why are you texting me like I owe you something?

Maybe it’s not fair to address this to the “People of the Earth” since I’m really only talking about one person. But seriously, it astonishes me how some people can forget common courtesy or think they’re so entitled. Just because we know each others’ name doesn’t give us a right to order each other around. Maski ‘yung mga closest friends ko whom I’ve known for a long time and marami na kaming napagdaanan, hindi ako kinakausap nang ganyan. Learn some respect, please.