My Daily Grind

My Daily Grind photolog.

I wish I had more exciting things to document. Unfortunately, the random date picker loves to land on days when I happen to be doing nothing. Which is why my photologs are very boring.

True friends are a thing of the past

The true test of friendship comes when it’s your turn to have your debut. Anyone who doesn’t show up without telling you is not your true friend. I mean, come on… Your friend obviously invested so much money in debut stuff and if you don’t even have the decency to tell her that you can’t make it…it’s unfair.

Gide was one of the most popular girls back in high school. She is actually some sort of a legend; (in)famous for the number of girlfriends she has acquired throughout her high school days. I don’t know any bisexual girl at school who has never gotten a crush on her (err..myself included). Grade school kids gave her chocolates and sandwiches. Freshmen would take stolen shots of her during the annual Intramurals. And yet…only fourteen seniors attended and four juniors attended her debut. Out of the twenty or so girls in her barkada, only six showed up. And I could tell that she didn’t know that the others weren’t coming because she said, “Wow..I can’t believe that you’re the only ones from the barkada who are here.”

See, that’s one of the reasons why I decided not to have a debut next year. I don’t think I wanna know which of my friends aren’t really true friends. It will just break my heart.

But in spite of my earlier misgivings though, I had a pretty good time at Gide’s debut. I wasn’t very close to the seniors who attended, but at least they didn’t ignore me or anything. It was weird though because I was very shy around them. Sometimes I can be really talkative to people but when I’m with people from school I just shut up.

Two good things happened tonight. First was when Jo Elize said that I lost weight. (I hope she wasn’t just flattering me.)

Second was when Nenok asked me what school I will be going to.

“Ateneo. You?”

“UST.” She made a face. “Congrats. I really wanted to go to Ateneo…”

I tried my best to look sympathetic but inwardly I was gloating. See, that’s what you get for shouting at me like a palengkera for not joining cheerleading practice, and treating many other people like crap. Justice has been served.

Why do people enjoy calling me up at the last minute and seeing me in a state of panic?

I hate, hate, hate, last-minute plans!!! Gide just called me ten minutes ago to remind me of her debut. And I was like, “Debut?! What debut?!?” And she was all apologetic because she forgot to give me the invitation during Report Card Day (even though we saw each other :P). At least she called to remind me, but now I’m in an absolute state of panic because I don’t know what to wear!!! I already wore my blue gown to Tracy’s debut so that’s out. My sister’s old rose gown fits me beautifully…except for the length. (Why couldn’t she be as tall [short] as me?!) Angelica’s mom has a dress shop but the debut is already tomorrow. And I refuse to wear anything store-bought.

Another option is to borrow my aunt’s gown, but I won’t be able to do that until tomorrow. My sister has another gown aside from the old rose one but it’s green and I dunno if I will look good in it. I also have a red cheongsam but I don’t have any shoes for it. And I am too lazy to go shopping tomorrow.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

And right before Gide called, Stephen texted me to remind me that we’re going to Enchanted Kingdom tomorrow! O.o Good thing Chris forgot about it too; he already made plans. We re-scheduled it for next Saturday though, so yay…

Must find a gown. Now.