#tertjerker

This post will probably be a unique one, well if you have read my blogs all this time.

High school friendships. I’m pretty sure that 90% of my generation or even the past or future generations can relate to my story. To our story. A story of having a wonderful and unforgettable friendship with my high school classmates.

Since birth it was just me and my cousin. We literally grew up together. We went to preschool together. Went to programs and such. As we grew older... We went to the same high school too. I honestly thought my life will just be contained within my family compound. That I’ll never come out of my comfort zone to mingle with different types of people. So to cut the story short. My cousin and I met three great friends. These people dont have the same personalities. Each of em has their differences. These differences turned out to be sometimes their weaknesses or their strengths. Looking at my friends, they’re like jigsaw puzzles that only us, friends, can solve. Other people may not have the patience to deal with putting up the right puzzle piece to its place. Some people might not understand why they need to look for a puzzle piece that can complete the answer for their questions on how to deal with these persons. There might be people that cannot keep the whole puzzle and treasure it. There might be someone who’ll just past by the puzzle and admire the view then disappear. I am confident enough that i still hold on to these puzzles.

I cannot forget those moments that we made. Especially those times when i laughed hard, cried a river, or listened a thousand times. These friends were really different. Our friendship is rare. Authentic. Original. They’re those type of friends who don’t care of what body type you have, what you eat, what you love, what you do, or what you like. It’s like you’re holding on to a cactus that even though it hurts you or something... you still hold on to it.

I remember the time when we eat together. The time when we talk about our crushes. The time when we fight. That moment when we almost forgot what friendship we had. The time when we almost gave up our friendship. I’ll never forget that day when we talked about our dreams together.

Now that we’re in different colleges, We’re really having a hard time dealing with our schedules. Conflicting schedules, ugh. It’s really saddening us. Now we only see each other like once or twice a year. (Writing this is making me tear up, srsly)

So to end this blog, I know.. messages were necessary.

I just hope they can read this

Kim

    As the image of our group, i thank you very much for your patience. I hope you stay strong ang humble always. Take care of your health, specially now that you also work on graveyard shifts. Thank you for folding my sleeves everytime i wear these big shirts. Thanky for braiding my hair. Thanks for teaching me how to be strong for your family. Thank you for bbeing KIM. I love you.

Larianne

    You may be the youngest but you showed us how tough you are as a woman. I admire your independence. I admire your wit and wisdom. When Im with you I always felt like i have th responsibility to take care of you like a mother. I also thank you for staying there with me. Thnks for smiling everytime i feel blue. Thanks for being our BIRD. Thanks for everything. I love you .

Crisel

    You know it was never easy having me as your cousin and ate. Im very much sorry for those childish immature doings i’ve done. I just hope that we’ll remain the best cousins even we have our own families or children. Thanks for your patience. Thank you for not denying me as your cousin. Thank you. I love you.

Lastly, Sheila.