Friends?!?....

I thought you were there to guide me, but you were only in my way. You're not even in my life anymore, and yet you still find ways to mess things up for me. If it makes me a bad friend to not want chaos in my life then let it be. I can’t keep being there to fix you when you break. I can’t keep trying to help you, if you won’t help yourself. I can’t save you. It’s too late...

Believe it or not, it is breaking my heart to see you messing up your life like your doing  now. To hear you say the words you’ve said to me.. About me.. To see you turn your back on me, when it was supposed to be “us against the world”...

“If you were a true friend you would support me no matter what!"

But you didn't...


And I guess that ended it all...






Laters Baby....

To That One Best Friend That Drifted Apart...

I hope this post finds you on a day that is filled with joy and excitement. You're living your life to the fullest and I couldn't be more thrilled for you.

I'm not so sure if we're as close as we were before but I totally get it because things have changed in our friendship. Its just that this feeling of melancholy is really getting into my nerves and the only way to get it out is by posting it.

I always hear about people losing touch with their best friends but never think it will happen to us. I’m not sure what exactly caused our subtle drift apart, though I believe the distance and lack of communication played a hand in it.

I hate this feeling when realization dawns that we are drifting apart. I noticed our conversations are getting fewer and the efforts just isn't there like it used to be. I've tried to hold on, but it just keeps slipping further and further away.

I realized that I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist anymore. People change and so is the friendship. The things we used to like and dislike changed. 

Is it just me though?!?

But why is it that the feelings are less sensitive now. You used to know exactly when something is bothering me and then completely turn that roller coaster of emotion around for you know what exactly to say to make me feel better. 

Our friendship is a big part of what made me who I am. I know it sounds cheesy, but it’s true. When we first became friends, I clung on to that friendship with a death grip.

We go weeks – sometimes even months – without talking and I used to miss you so much when when that happened, but to be honest, it never seemed like you missed me. And because of that, I guess I stopped missing you. When I look through pictures of the two of us, it’s bittersweet. I miss the connection we used to have, back when I knew everything about your life without having to pry for information. There are a million and one ways to contact you (thanks to social media), but I still have no idea what’s going on in your life or what the stories are behind the pictures you post. Now it seems all we’re left with is the occasional “How are you?” text, and “Happy Birthday” message, and less-than-promising plans to catch up with each other.


I want to thank you for being the brilliant person you are and for making such an impact on my life. I wish you nothing but the best in your new life. And while it breaks my heart a little bit to know that the distance between us will inevitably increase, I know that things will be wonderful for you.


You are going to change the lives of everyone you meet in the years to come. Because I don’t think anyone can meet you and not be taken aback by your unbridled enthusiasm and unfettered passion for life. I know it’s a tad selfish of me to say this, but there’s really no one like you. There’s no replacement for you. There’s no one who could make my life quite as colorful as you have. And even though I’m not sure if it’s my place to miss you terribly, I do and I will continue to.



Laters Baby,

Random Entry...

To my brothers and sisters from a different mother... Here's to 15 years of putting up with each others shits and arguments, sharing private jokes and gossips. For being a part of each others lives... We tease each other, we rub each others face with the truth and for not comforting each other with lies, we laugh until everyone thinks we are insane, we are comfortable making fun of each other... We have each others back, and most of all we don't let anybody bitch us out... (physical violence may acquire). 

Laters Baby....

Going 15 And Still Stronger...

Friends are a gift to our lives. Without them our lives would be so tasteless and incomplete. They are the ones we get by choice unlike our relatives who we have by chance.

I don't have a huge network of friends but the few that I have, I definitely can count on them. I know they would be there for me during thick and thin, during my ups and downs. I don't make friends with every passing day because I believe that friendship should be for keeps and I definitely treasure mine.

I love catching up with them whenever I can and though meeting them on a regular basis is nearly impossible. Thus, my good old buddy Noel decided to start a simple tradition. Whenever there's a member of our group who would celebrate their birthdays, we will all treat him/her for dinner and then we will party out until morning. In that way, we'll get to see each other once a month.

Last Saturday, was our first of many more to come celebration. Care if I share some pictures.

Since 1999... Going 15 years of friendship and still counting... #gngbrocks

We started our night with a simple dinner at 8065 Bagnet located at Estrella Street Makati City...

On to our second destination: Hard Hat Resto Bar and Grill located at San Antonio, Makati City

Laters Baby....