mY naKed Thoughts

Whenever I see new uploaded pictures of friends grinning stupidly, showing off their best angles while posing gaily with their other friends, I always find myself in question of, where are my good friends?

I seem to have never spent time with friends in real life except with my best friend Rose. A sole picture of me and Rose is posted in my album. I met her 4 years ago when I was working in Al khobar. She was my partner in crime, my accomplice. My boss who was a Sheik was surrounded with crabby employees. That’s why I needed an allegiance. She’s the boss’s personal assistant and I was the private nurse. We worked together listening to the follies of a very rich man, our boss. The friendship evolved strong when it was tested by caustic baloney made-up stories of envious co-workers because were closer to the elephant, the boss. Those stories which we didn’t buy made us more trustful to each other. Rose and I are like fire and water. I’m fiery, her passiveness pacifies me. I went home with an unfinished contract because I can’t bear the competition in the work place. Which is, who is the best brown noser? I’m now Rose’s daughter loise’s godmother.

In College, I had a peer group we named D’JC Jammers. Don’t be fooled by the jammer tag. We’re not actually the sporty, active kind of people. In fact, we’re the dull ones carrying heavy volumes of MedSur books, errr except me.

D’JC Jammers was an acronym of our names. Although I belonged to the group, I seldom spent time with them. I had my community work and was busy performing insanity in my relationship. In retrospect, I had caring and concerned friends. They’re the ones worrying my failing subjects. They even negotiated a plea to my professor for a greater tolerance of me so I could take my Economics removal exam. I’m poor in numbers, it’s just good that i know how to count my blessings. Sadly, I was loafing in college and worst, because I wasn’t aware I was loafing. My friends and I each grew and parted ways. They worked out for their dreams while I fancied mine.

When our roads crossed again thru this social networking site. I was very happy and in despair. Think, how these two words coined together? It’s because I’m happy for their success in life and I’m in despair over mine. The desperation was the impetus that I decided to take my board exam when my contract here finishes. Needlessly say, my friends are  happy over my resolution. Until now, they’re still backing me up.

Last vacation, I had my birthday. I was born in the 28th of december. It’s Innocence day in Philippines. A day when people are allowed to play pranks innocuously. I didn’t know to whom I send invites since I’m an introvert person, not a social butterfly. My fingers are more in numbers than my real close friends. I reckoned presence of them, or even just acquaintances in the city, Unfortunately I had not found one. Fate has thrown the D’JC Jammers in different parts of the world and those acquaintances were scared I was just playing a trick and so no one believed it’s actually my birthday. I ended up spending the party with the usual attendees all through my 32 years, my family.

Time and distance may fetter me in spending time physically with my friends. Absence wanes communication yet to have realised the deep meaning of friendship surmounted it all. People may separate and grow apart but heart and soul bounded together hoping for happiness in each other’s life is what friendship all about.