What ever happened to the good old days?
In this day and time, it is very hard to find true friends. This is true, especially in the call center industry. Some will backstab us and some will only stay as our friend while we’re in the company. But once, we resigned from our post it will be extremely rare that we will be remembered by our so called friends there.
Same applies in our College years. If you’re from a school like mine (CEU, Manila), you’ll be in a block section for years; you will have the chance to get to know your classmates better, build the bond between classmates and differentiate real friends and regular friends. And of course you’ll be able to get in touch with your College barkada, but not as often as you would like it to be.
What do I mean by real and regular friends? Real friends are friends that we have “learned” to trust and we can share ALMOST everything with them including our passion, loneliness, happiness and all other emotions but with a certain restraint. Emphasize on the word restraint. For example a complete detail of the derangement of one of your family member let’s say; if you’re in your right mind you won’t tell it to them would you? Regular friends are friends who are there for the fun of it and nothing more. True friends are still a different category from my list, but we’ll talk about it in a little bit.
The grade school years or Elementary years as we Filipinos love to call it; is nothing but a social friendship experiment. There will be lucky persons who will still be able to get in touch with their grade school buddies but not all of it applies to other persons. In my point of view, there are only 3 out of 50 kids who can truly get their true friends in that early stage of their year. Bravo you!
High school; now we’re talking. These are our prime years. Here we build who we’ll become. Here we meet our extreme friends and the bond of friendship that we build lasts forever. Here is the perfect place and time to find one’s true friends. True friends are friends that we completely trust, these are friends that even though they know all our secrets, I mean all (I like to use the tagalog word – kabahu-bahuan) they won’t judge us no matter what. They’ll accept us with arms wide open. Listen to our every complains, problems, joys, sorrow, basically EVERYTHING. I have a lot of real friends here no matter how long we didn’t meet it always is the same with them and I also met my truest friends in this period. These are friends that I cherish no matter what our differences are, and I mean there’s a lot. Hehe
From the start of High School until now, we still stay in touch; some of them I meet regularly, and some in a rare scheduled basis. And if those rare scheduled true friends ask me out, I make sure that I cancel all the other things and schedules that I need to attend to. Why? Because we only meet once in a blue moon. We may sometimes be caught between true friends to the other but what we can do is to sort our priorities, that way we won’t hurt either one of them. That’s how much I value friendship in general. I have personal classifications for them.
I know… you don’t have to be rude! Some of you are thinking isn’t real and true the same??? Is Randy’s vocabulary as rusty as the Titanic?? Of course not, I completely know that in definition they’re both the same but in context, my own context, they’re NOT! As they say, language evolves and mine already has. Hahaha ;)
In the end, no matter how many friends we have, be it regular, special (or should I say speysyal ), real and true, we have to know how to treasure and honor the experiences that we learned from them and shared to them; although, some of them may be bad and most of them fun, we still have to treasure and honor it. It’s true that friendship is not supposed to be all fun. But when we need somebody to talk to about anything under the sun, like frustrations, problems, joys, and all other emotions, let’s not hesitate to come to them and tell them exactly how we are feeling. That way, they will not need to become Madam Aurings and guess what we are thinking and how we are feeling. That way, we may know how we can classify them, and not label them as “bad friends” or “backstabbing friends” when we didn’t even tried talking to them.
Let’s think about it, what happened to the good old days when we do things maturely? Hehe
‘Til then readers (if there’s some) and hope you can read my next blog/s, which will be a million years in the making.
Au revoir!
