My blog entry title is very significant. Hahaha. Seriously, this blog entry title is very much linked to a dear friend, Rico. The other day, we were talking about making a new blog entry, but we both didn't have internet time left (or something to that effect), so we thought of having a one time, big time blog entry. Here is mine.

Last friday was about one of the happiest days of my life. I was supposed to go out with Jiggy that day, but he had to cancel because it was his cousin's birthday party. So, that night, I texted my pinsan and asked what's up with the choir. Coincidentally, he texted at the same time, asking where I was and why I wasn't at practice. So, I made my way to the church. :) I told my dad that I'll be staying there only for an hour. The one hour practice turned out to be a 7-hour gimik.

After the practice, we headed to Altered Native, this bar/restaurant located near my house. O diba, convenient? There was a live band playing, and they sounded good, so we decided to stay. Turns out, the singer was a former member of another choir from church, and he recognized my pinsan. I have no idea how many rounds of beer we ordered, but I know we didn't really care. We had several rounds of pulutan too, from potatoes to tofu to squid balls. I've never seen the choir like this, but heck, it was fun. We danced to the music, and just enjoyed each other's company. Ang swerte ko naman, ang lalambing lahat ng ka-choir ko. Roi, Ruby, Rico, Cheme, Jonar, Alex, Me and Kuya Cook. I can still remember how we were positioned. Ang saya saya talaga. It was so funny the way Cheme and Jonar were saying all sorts of things. Talk about incoherent sentences. (Example: Alam niyo kasi, simpleng tao lang naman ako talaga eh. Pero ang totoo lang eh inosente si Bishop Bacani.) Grabe, tawang tawa ako dito! I was praying that the night wouldn't end. I was praying that my dad won't get mad at me when he wakes up and realizes that I'm not yet even home. I was praying and thanking God for the gift of friendship. I wouldn't have had the night go any other way. After that, some time past 3:30 AM, we headed home. Heck, it was a night I would never forget.

Friday night was over, and I slept at 4 in the morning again. Then saturday came. (Sabi senyo mahaba haba pa to eh, one time big time kasi. Haha.) Last saturday... I was at home when all of a sudden, a friend calls me up and tells me that she's going to my house so I can fix her up for the debut we're attending. Geni, sobrang saya ko pag andito ka. Haha. You never fail to make me laugh. Malamang kasi sobrang babaw natin pag magkasama tayo! Hahaha! Anyway, she was here and we talked about some stuff. After a while, when we realized that it was getting late, I took a bath, and squeezed some Kids' Shampoo Banana Flavor (haha) into a cup for her to use when she shampoos. After that, I fixed my hair and then put make-up on her. I even made an analogy, that putting make-up is just like painting. Only difference is that your paper is skin. Lol. Since I love art, I did a pretty good job on putting blue eyeshadow on her small eyes and putting all the makati stuff as she calls it. (ie mascara, eyeliner, etc. haha) My other friend Kath soon arrived, all pretty and dressed. She helped me fix Geni's hair. 2 hours have passed, and it was already past 6 PM. Boy, were we late. Prior to that, two of our friends, Ralph and Daivy stopped by just to say hi. They didn't stay long. Thereafter, we headed to the car. I just grabbed a dress (an extra one), wrapped it in some japanese paper, and tied both ends up (like a candy) with some colorful straw. An instant gift! It didn't take us long to go to Marikina. When we got there, it was about to start. We even joked that we might've missed the dinner, so we just thought of going down to this "fastfood place" called McBunny Burger. Man, we were laughing our asses off! Luckily, we got there on time, and stayed until the end of the debut. I was part of Pierre's 18 candles. I tried so hard not to cry, but after 3 sentences, the tears just started to fall. I can see her as I was speaking. She was crying, too. That debut was very memorable, and I will never forget it. I got home at past 1 in the morning. Puyat na naman ako.

Waking up sunday morning, or rather, sunday afternoon, I was getting ready for church. I sleep half the day so it doesn't take so much waiting to prepare for my evening plans. I went to church wearing a skirt, a first for everyone. I was just surprised at Jonar's comment: "Wow, ang girls natin so ravishing today!" Haha. Me-an was wearing a skirt also. We didn't plan anything. Lol. We had a different set-up yesterday when we sang during the mass. The pews were arranged in a square, and the mics were placed in the middle, so everyone could just group together according to voices, and sing their designated parts. I just want to commend the two soloists, Rico and Ate Ging. Ang galing niyo talaga. :) After that, I was taking pictures of everyone, even Kuya VG and the Dao Ming Xi pamaypay covering his face. Haha. Laugh trip. I was planning to make a scrapbook of pictures of all my friends. My first 24 shots were spent for my friends from choir.

The latter part of the night was just pretty sad. I had a talk with Rico and I was surprised how we just sat there and cried. I know you feel what I feel. Thank you friend, for listening. Your presence meant so much. Thank you. Thank you. We joined the others who were singing. Jonar was playing the guitar and Roi was playing the flute. They were playing some pretty depressing tunes. We sat there, and just cried. At least I did. Later on, Anna and Ruby joined my sad sniffing. When Rico played I Will Be Here, Me-an started crying. Girl, you have no idea how much I wanted to hold you, but I knew you needed to be beside Rico. We sang some songs together, and had them all in video. My dad even came to fetch me. Twice. Sabi sa akin, "Alika ka na Jik, dalawang gabi ka na puyat. Sinisipon ka na, namumukto na mga mata mo." Hello, utang na loob!!! Obvious ba na hindi yon sipon at hindi namumukto dahil sa kapupuyat?! After sending him off (hehe parang ang sama pakinggan), we went to the street, said our goodbyes. We formed a circle, and sang Umagang Kayganda is it? And we were kicking our feet inwards, even trynig to move as a circle while doing that. Ang hirap pala non? :)

For those of you who didn't understand my actions last night: I cried because I would be leaving soon. It's different feeling loved, feeling the gift of friendship, and having to leave it all behind. Now, I am faced with a tough decision. My mom might get a job in Seattle. I don't want to relocate. If I'm going to California, my mom won't take the job in Seattle, which I feel mighty guilty about. If she's going to Seattle, I'd rather stay here and finish the four years here in Ateneo. I, along with Rico, fell in love with the dream of finishing an Atenean. But what is finishing an Atenean to the rest of the world? It does matter more, having known that I graduated from UCI or UCLA or something. I do know my future's in the states, all the more knowing that I would want to take up law proper where the justice system is not ran by hypocrites, and where the values system is being practiced. I would want to start and end my profession there. I was looking for a sign, that if I call Ateneo tomorrow morning and have them tell me that I can still enroll, then that's where I'll be. Help me, God. Help me also, 3:55 AM na naman.