GEMSTONE

i have this memorable gift from a special friend. it was a handmade wood carved letters of my nickname. it was made of maple varnished wood with the carved letters painted in yellow. i loved it so much because i know it was created and given from the heart.

and there, she was, the gift giver, on the bottom corner of page 2 in her burgundy reddish top.
even then, i liked her because she reminds me of me back then: timid and shy but surprisingly super funny. she taught me so mcuh. and i learned so much from her.

my writing skills improved because she made me write muchy love letters for the boy she crushed/loved back then.

my math grades were great because she made me copy her homeworks. we even cheated on some quizzes and exams on ms. leja's 6th period geometry class.

in the heat of the morning sun, we outrun each other around the laps of the football field, we blocked hits of the dodgeballs, we jumped up and down, tumbled, twisted and turn in gymnastic class under ms. parker's 1st period PE class.

sitting on the ten step stairs near the main entrance gate of thomas starr king middle school, we shared many memories: laughed until our stomach hurts, gossipped about life, love, people and things, confided secret crushes while we munched on our lunches.

when i moved to another school, she chose to keep in touch unlike the rest. our telephone conversations lasted from midnight to dawn. she listened to all my woes and stories. she called me often and updated me about her and other people's life events. she never failed to invite me on her parties. she always welcomed me in her crowd.

i can't imagine how she dealt with the most difficult moments of her life. she mended her torn self and broken heart after leaving her first real long term relationship. she bettered berself with education. she did it so well that she is loved byher peers and patients. just months ago, she was confronted by a sudden death of her dear brother...and she's slowly healing one at a time. just recenty, she decided to challenge herself because she loves herself and not because of the ugly remarks of others and improvements are showing. she's strong like that.

and i say, not bad from that innocent girl who hailed from naic, cavite...

ROSSINI,

i'm so proud of you!

you remind me of a hand picked mineral rock from a river. you just needed to be polished with the rough sandpapers of life in order for your true brilliant gemstone-like shine and beauty to come out.

it's been thirteen years of friendship....and i am looking forward for more. rest assured, that no matter thread of life you will go through, i am just here and i will never leave your side.

why?

because

ROSSINI,

YOU NEVER LEFT MY SIDE.

thanks for the always being there.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
love yah girl!

posted by pinay freestyle @ 12:21 PM

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