appreciation to the last writer

Monday afternoon. i was watching the hilarious ice skating moves of Will Farrel in his movie Blades of Glory on HBO when suddenly i got a message commanding me to get my ass out of the house and go online - pronto!

Honestly, i wasnt suprised to see what happened on this blogsite as I again entrusted my password to another friend.

Their primary idea of this blogsite is to transform this into a picture gallery, and post all pics from the phones.

Well, I dont really know when will that materialize.

Let me tell you something about the last writer.
He has his own blogsite, I'm Under Construction. Whatever that means, im not quite sure as of the moment if he feels that he is still being completed as a human being or hes having a mid-life crisis just like me.

I have known him for less than a year, through my officemate in the company im with last feb of this year. We went to another company and thats when i met him.
We actually became instant friends, and our trio, as far as im concerned is the most popular in the training room, all our co-trainess were pretty much very intruiged of our relationship that it took them almost a month, for most to understand and some even actually never understood us.
We were bonded by cigarrette breaks, lunch breaks, dashing to the bank breaks, downtimes, breakfast, malling, etc.

I can say that we really share a lot in common, and we literally shared a lot as well.
The trio has been formidable during training, that even we were separated by the trainer, we can still look in each others eye every now and then and understand every look's meaning.
During those times i can also say that we have already surpassed the getting to know each other stage, and we were already comfortable with each other, bitching with each other, private jokes, bathroom jokes are all mostly on the same level. We even actually know our clan's dysfunctional information not worth telling everybody.

They are the persons who im not keeping a single secret ever, as they have already know all about me, and i figuratively (and literally? :)) have nothing to hide from them.
In the past 20 years of my life, i never found friends that kind who are frankly and brutally but sincerely honest, and gave me freedom to think, speak, and act what i want.
I can say that if im with them, im in absolute freedom.

Last June however, we got separated by some circumstances we didnt expected, and i was so mad about it, that im thinking that nothing is worthy of my toil and no company is worthy if im not with them. It took me several days to digest that i will not be in the same trio as i used to.

He's the only one with me right now, and hes planning to go somewhere else as well.
I cannot wish that he would not go because its a big opportunity that awaits him and its he's future and maybe his destiny to work what he had studied for.

Honestly right now, I cannot really imagine myself when that time comes.
There's no friend that can accomodate my sentiments, private jokes, and even my bitchness other than him.

He doesnt mind if i vent and rant all i want, even infront of the public. I remembered when he deleted my precious phone photo and i went mad ranting and shouting, some of my co-trainees are even looking at me and i dont care at all.

I would like to correct the text i sent him more than 2 weeks ago.
I didnt said "i resented your company"
what i said or mean was : "i resented that ash is not here because things could have been far different"
what im resenting is the situation, not your company.

I will never resent your company.

I never had a friend that i dont mind sharing everything as in literally everything i can ever think of - tangible of intangible.

I would like to let you know that your inputs on this blogsite are really appreciated.

i feel like going to a bar in cubao right now. haha! :)

xoox,

abby