My Cheesy-with-Bacon-Bits Blog on Friendship

A few weeks ago, I was walking along the filthy streets of Taft with a friend after a hearty dinner, a visit to the nearest bookstore and post-dinner coffee. I really don't remember what our conversation was about before she blurted out the sentence that stuck with me.

"Pam, alam mo hindi ko matandaan kung pano tayo naging magkaibigan," she said with a serious expression on her face. ("You know what, Pam, I really don't remember how we became friends.") I stopped walking and tried to figure out how to properly react. She looked so serious it kind of scared me. But then I managed to smile and say, "Ako rin." ("Me too.") We parted ways after that with that thought swimming and then sinking in my head on my way home. Obviously, it just resurfaced.

Every time I'm in those thinking trances I tend to spiral into when I'm by myself, one of the things I think about is how I became friends with my friends. One reason, I think, is that tracing the origin of stuff is always fascinating especially for someone like me who studied the origin of stuff scientifically for four excruciating years. Another reason is that when you know how things started, you get to understand and appreciate them more. Do those also apply to friendships or relationships for that matter? I'm gonna go with no.

Now that I think of it, I really don't remember how most of my friendships started. What I do know is that I met them, hung out with them, had fun with them and eventually added them to the list of my life's important people. No reasons, no explanations, no calculations. I guess when you get to that point of getting to know someone and you somehow see yourself in them, that's when a friendship starts.

I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say here but let me just go ahead and address all my friends.

TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO ARE NICE AND/OR CRAZY ENOUGH TO BE FRIENDS WITH ME: I don't remember and/or care how you became my friend. If God didn't want me to cross paths with you, He wouldn't have created similar instances for us to bond over. I'm sure there is a reason why we're in a friendship neither of us asked for and what that reason is, again, I don't give a damn. All I know is that I'm thankful you're in my life and I hope you are too that I'm in yours. Mahal kita. Alam mo yan.

This is especially for you, girl.

circa 2011

PS: Don't be mad. This is the best picture I can find of us together. It's really not that bad. I love you. Come home soon. We owe me a lot of kwento. Hahaha!

Peace out.