Unpredictable

I feel speechless today. I am filled with many emotions yet I am unable to let them out and express them. My posts are usually flavored with spice but perhaps this is going to be my most flavorless blog post ever.

I believe I don't have to flavor or spice up what I should say when It is about something that is really gloomy and heartbreaking.

The unpredictability of life was proven to me when I learned that my best friend, Nadine, is transferring to another school. For you, it may be an ordinary situation. Some of your reactions may go like "So what's the big deal? She is just moving to another school in the same city!" or "Whatever.It's not like she's moving a thousand miles away!". I thought that my initial reaction would be similar to those.. But I was wrong. True, she's moving to another school in the same city. And true, she is not moving 1,000 miles away from me.

But despite having the knowledge of those facts, I cried. I cried.

I feel awful because I know I will miss her so much. Nadine is a big part of my life. It may sound a cliche but it's true. We've known each other since first grade. And over the years, I know a sisterhood has grown and flourished between the two of us. Together, we grew and matured as young adults and discovered the reality of life.

Nadine is my first true friend. I have a bad history when it comes to making and finding friends. Most of them, I don't feel the sense of belonging. But when Nadine and I became close friends, I felt I met my twin. I encountered many once-in-a-lifetime experiences with her.Some only the two of us know.

I'm so used to live and share my life with Nadine. There is just something unique in our friendship that could never be found nor felt with friendships with my other friends. Maybe it is the way how each of us affects and influences another as individuals. Nadine taught me to be brave to take risks and step out of my comfort zone.And in a way, I tamed her "wild side". Perhaps, it is also the way we develop to become better persons in each others company.Back then, we often talked about gossip, complains and teen drama stuff. But I am sure glad that we've grown and our talks became sensible. Our conversations about life, love and everything in between them are moments always remembered and cherished.

Sigh.. I am sure our graduation day will be different not having her around. She will be having all things different. A different diploma, a different shoulder to cry on, a different batch to share her last high school moments with. And I? I will certainly be thinking how sentimental and moving the biggest day of our teenhood could have been If we were together to celebrate it.

Now that she'll be in another school, I don't know if things we'll ever be the same. Change has knocked on our doorsteps and we can't do anything but let it in.

There is a time for everything

I never thought that I'd be facing the keyboard, typing my thoughts again after 3 long months of being dormant.But here I am, alive, kicking and yep, blogging. This obviously means that my period of hibernation is officially over.It's good to be back. Although I'm not quite sure what got into my mind that convinced moi to blog again, it is really good to be back. My absence was brought about by my extreme disorder I call "the blogger's block" and because of it, my bain cells were also damaged. I am still recovering from it actually so pardon me for now. I sort of lost my blogging skills.

The truth is, I didn't blog for almost three months because I simply didnt feel like it. I've attempted to blog again for a couple of times already but I didnt publish what I wrote. Believe it or not, blogging brought me stress. So not blogging for a long time gave me peace of mind. I've read in a magazine that a blogger has a choice whether to update or not.

I am glad that I chose not to update.After all, like my title says, there is a time for everything. When I was "gone", life started to unfold. Once in a lifetime experierences and opportunities crossed my path. New and existing friendships flourished. And the best part of it is that I myself matured emotionally, intelectually and spiritually altogether. Indeed, this moment of my life is a time of discovering and find out what's hidden beneath the lines.

If things had been a tv show, then you have probably missed the best episodes of the show. You have incredibly missed so much. Soooo much.Memories put to words is a complete blah. So let me show ya'll pictures of the goings-on in my life when i was hibernating. Here are the icing on the cake. :)
[i had to resize the pics because the couldn't fit..so they look distorted :C ]

I celebrated the anniversary of my since-nursery-alma-mater for the last time in Septmeber. It was my last and best! It is true that "the best things are saved for last". I developed amity with my schoolmates whom I've never talked to before. The highlight of the week was when the student government officers spent a night in our school. As Vice-president, I got to come! We watched the most disgusting movie in history and partied at midnight.We didn't sleep close to 48 hours!




Even though I didnt have a Crisostomo Ibarra, I came as Maria Clara during our annual Araw ng Lahi. It is a tradition in my school. It is almost like a costume party. Again, it was the cream of the crop!

I have become a "chiller" lately. A chiller [i made this up] is a person who loves to laze about, have a cup of coffee or something and just have a good conversatiion with a friend. A talk is one of the best free things in life. My sisters and I had a quality family time together during the sembreak.

My school's debate team joined an inter-school debate competition which is pretty popular here in Bacolod because it is aired in local tv. As a part of the team, I had the privilege to join! We competed against schools like La Salle and St. Scholastica's. It was indescribable. This kind of experience will surely be remembered even as my hair turns grey! It was definitely worth the sleepless nights. You can visit THIS to watch the whole competition.

What else can I say? Life just keeps on getting better and better. My fourth year in high school showed me what it really means to be a teenager. The drama may be pathetic at times, but teenhood is the most playful part of anyone's life.

Anyhoo, that's all for now. The next time I'll be back.. I'll be sharing with you a secret. :)

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I'm bringing blogging back..yeah.