It’s funny how we sometimes look at the list of our facebook friends and see names of former close but now unfamiliar friends. How we reminisce memories by looking at the photo albums starting from the oldest date of posting to the present realizing that your constant “picturemates” slowly make rare appearance as the album becomes more recent. At first, I would feel a lump in my throat when I think about it but now I know better because no matter how you feel and how the other party disregards you, at the end of the day, you are still facebook friends (babaw. hehe). I guess this a normal life occurrence. We meet people in our lives, we become close, things happen (or sometimes DON’T happen), you meet new friends, you realize that new friends value you more than the old ones, you stick with your new friends and you let go of the old. It is painful for a keeper like me who gives premium on nurturing and keeping people who are dear in my heart but that is a bittersweet memory that we all have to face. Good thing, there are some who remains constant. Those people who will laugh at you at your silliest and laugh with you when you are accepting enough to identify silly acts; cry with you when you are sad and hold your hand when everyone else decides to let you be on your own… those people who remain constant.
I managed to keep certain relationships alive up until now. I am very thankful for having some constants in my life such as my fabulous best buddy who were there for me when I was driving on rough roads. He’s a perfect balance of how friends should treat one another. Notwithstanding his intelligence, he knows how to be human and show real emotions. He is a thoughtful and caring friend who can give you a killer and rational analysis of a particular situation. Sure, we had our share of misunderstandings but what I appreciate about him is the fact that he complements my evasiveness. He is sensitive enough to know when something is amiss and can be really bold in confronting me to settle some issues. He maybe out of the country but he knows how to be a friend disregarding the distance. I have friends here and abroad (shout out to Mark :D) who are until now true to the real meaning of the word friend but this guy really knows how to live up to the true meaning of BEST friend.
Some people will never learn the inherent value of saying kind words or just completely shunning away from tactlessness. I admit that I was once one of them and I still do commit that same mistake once in a while (I am/was a brat) but faith and determination willed me to be more cautious of other people's feelings. Maybe that is tolerable when you're still young, not that I'm justifying my acts before, but when you are a 30-ish individual who still resort to such, then maybe you have a problem.
What pisses me off are those individuals who tend to camouflage their bitchiness by playing cloyingly sweet and sickening nice when you're in a group then dissing you off every possible time you have alone. Tsk, tsk. I sometimes want to scream the hell out of them to shake their insensitive self but I'd rather take the high road and ignore them. Pointing out what's wrong with what you decide to do for the day, how you should handle your relationship and take care of your body is just plain pathetic especially if those who point it out haven't gotten close to having a romantic relationship (baka nga wala pa silang first kiss e), totally unhealthy, and do not even possess an iota of visual appeal. Two words: INSECURITY MUCH?
After more than 3 years of blogging hiatus, I can say that I am definitely back! Life for the past couple of years was kinda hard. I lost a couple of career-defining battles, downgraded some people in the hierarchy of friendship, turned my back on a couple of relationships and gained a hell lot of pounds (this is the only aspect I intend to do something about). Luckily, all the bad vibes were balanced out by some good times. I did a lot of traveling here and abroad (Taiwan will always hold bitter-sweet memories in my heart), rekindled some relationships, gained (really good) friends and experienced a lot of firsts. (some memories of the past 3 years are in my multiply account)
So what to expect? I seriously want to be apolitical and just concentrate on writing about fashion, food, travel and relationships but then again, that would be the end of me. So I guess, I can write about all of those things while being true with the title of this blog. Posh will continue thinking aloud while enjoying and celebrating life. :D
