It was warm. Walking through Green Nature Resort, which was my home of learning (OJT in a dramatic sense) for half a week. My closest friends (except Cherrylyn, who was absent as usual, and Cherie Mae and Brigitte who came later than me!!! I couldn’t believe it at first! Gee… I’m not the latest person to come!), were there looking at me and smiling in welcome.

It was a great thing that Cindy invited us to celebrate with her on her birthday. And to be honest, I also wanted to celebrate with her. I AM ECSTATIC THAT SHE ENDED UP WITH A GUY ON WHOM I KNOW I CAN ENTRUST HER. Kuya Eds is, well, a funny guy with few surprises. I’m sure he’ll be taking good care of her… (He better be—)

I also got a glimpse of Cheenee and Kuya Iggy… well, this two made me hopeful. Of course, it’s hard to stomach such sweetness (with me being single and all— LoL) but I am happy that things are going great between them. Many were against them at first, including me, of course… just a little bit. KNOWING HER. KNOWING HIM There’s just no way could they end up without hurting each other, maybe other people as well. But looking at them now, I hope that they could be as in love with each other for a long time as they are now… maybe even a lifetime of love and loyalty would be even better to hope for.

And then there’s Jerome. Another guy who appeared in one of my beloved friend’s life. Ate Aura… she’d got a lot of shot in love before. Hurt. Betrayed. But surprisingly, she never lost the confidence or the will that she can be happy with someone someday. She’s a strong woman with a fragile heart; I hope he takes care of her. I hope he loves her truly. I hope that his love can be enough for her to love him back in a long, long time. I hope that his love for her will last, maybe until the kingfishers learn to swim or the moon rises at daytime.

But just any other happy moments, there were flaws. And apparently, the flaw came on me. I’M PAINED. It breaks my heart that the one time I chose not to attend a school activity was the one time that my character had been judged… by a close friend no less. I couldn’t even fight for myself or reason out because I was sorry. I was sorry that I didn’t come. I was sorry that I disappointed her, or them. I was so sorry that there were no words to cover it. However, I don’t regret the decision I made… about not coming. I know PMS and lack of money at the time maybe weren’t enough reasons… but I know my faith. I know what I believe in. AND I HAVE WAYS TO LIVE THE LIFE I CHOSE… The faith I have. The faith that keeps me standing no matter what mishap happens… THAT SHOULD NEVER BE IN QUESTION. I just hope it can be heard. Without harsh words. Without prejudice. I AM IN PAIN, but thank God, I have more than enough happy memories today to make up for it.