The myth called friendship
Glaiza’s debut is the first debut I’ve ever gone to with Angelica, so after more than a month of not seeing each other, we met up at the mall this afternoon to buy her a present. If there’s one thing I can be big on, it’s presents. No, I don’t have loads of money that I can spend on my friends, but the thing is, I never leave the mall until I find the perfect present for the person who is having his/her birthday. Even if it takes me hours and hours, even if I have never gotten a present from that person, I’d still insist on getting him/her a good present anyway. I don’t know why. I guess it’s just another one of my idiosyncrasies.
It took us almost two hours, but eventually Angelica and I decided on something. We ended up spending more money than we planned for Glaiza though, and as we left Beauty Bar I started wondering if maybe I should stop being so generous in the presents department. I mean, what has Glaiza ever done for me? Sure, she can be fun to go out with. And I like how she does my hair and makeup when we go to parties and stuff. But she can be really catty and shallow and kind of airheaded. I don’t know why I insisted that we get her something from Beauty Bar, when we could’ve just gotten her something cheaper from another place. Although I have long forgiven Glaiza for the way she backstabbed me back in junior year (oh, the high school drama!), I have never gotten that incident out of my mind. Once my rage was already spent, I realized that you can’t really count on your “friends” to be true to you. That friendship is only a myth. For me, anyway. So I still don’t know what made me want to get something nice for Glaiza’s birthday, even if she treated me that way.
At home, I took the card out that came with the gift bag so that I could write a message in it. But when I glanced at the front of the card as I untied the ribbon, I stopped what I was doing to read what was written on it. “The beauty of giving,” it said. I read it twice before breaking into a small grin, and as I wrote the birthday greeting I didn’t feel so bad about putting so much money and effort into getting her a good present anymore.
The debut was supposed to be a “semi-formal”. And because Angelica and I are extremely good at following instructions, we ended up being the most overdressed people there. 
Some of Glaiza’s friends from school showed up and they were dressed like they were gonna go clubbing or something, which made us feel a little silly in our dresses. But it was worth it anyway; I know we looked good. The people from school did end up clubbing somewhere in Malate afterwards. They asked me if I wanted to come with them but I declined, since Malate isn’t really my kind of place and there’s probably zero people there on a Tuesday night.
It’s funny because until now, I still feel very awkward around people from school who aren’t in my circle of friends. And it’s so weird because it doesn’t feel like we’re all gonna go to college a few weeks from now. In the back of my mind, I still expect that I’ll be going to the same old building, and seeing the same old faces in June. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m still trapped in the melodramatic world of high school. All my insecurities and fears of people are still here with me. I wonder when they will finally go away.
Something that depressed me: Angelica and I were camwhoring when most of the guests were gone, and in one of the pictures I saw that I had a double chin. I immediately pressed the delete button.
In most of my pictures, my arms looked fatter than ever.
But I can’t get over that double chin.
I hate hate hate hate how I look when I’m PMS’ing.
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[...] ended up being the most overdressed people there. read more? lauryn @ 08:45 am [...]
I feel like I’m going to write a long comment on this one…Lolz…First, the gift thing? God, WE need to get over that. Same here, I give more than what they deserve. So now, I’m trying to cure myself of that ‘illness’ by limiting the amount spent on that person. If I don’t like you, hanggang jan lang ang gift mo. It’s mean, or bad or whatever…But hey, they we’re exactly Ms. Friendly in high school! My other friend heard of the amount I was planning to spend on this bitch person who made me into one of her 18 candles (as if we were close! UGH!) and she was like…Buti ka pa nga you’re spending that much, I don’t even want to give her anything! And to think that this friend of mine is the girl’s kabarkada! Hehe…
And honestly…Do you really want to go back to the pathetic existence called high school? Where everything you do has too meet a certain standard? Where everything you do is being judged? Is it cool? Is lame? God, I’m so tired of the way high school life operated…College is a new world…Grabe…Super excited na ko. I don’t have to conform to ANY kind of rules made by people who think they’re IT.
And lastly, about the double chin…Hmmm…So period mo rin ngayon?! Bakeeeet ganoon?? Even periods we are synchronized! Mwhehehe. I have a massive headache right now and my head feels like it weighs a ton. And to think that I’m attending a debut tonight at Discovery Suites.
Side note! I’m having my unruly hair relaxed later! Whoohoo! Perks!
Ooops….Weren’t Ms. Friendly. Stupid typo…
That last line? Too much information.
Paula: LOL, that sure was a long comment. I’m not having my period YET, just the PMS. But I will probably get it either this week or next. :p About the second paragraph, it’s not like I want to go back to high school or anything; more of like I am still haunted by the ghost called high school. I can’t seem to get away from it!!! I’m probably not as shallow as a lot of my friends in high school were (at least, I hope I’m not), but I still can’t get over the insecurities I developed back when I had to deal with all that crap. :p But I totally agree with you; I can’t wait for college!!! It’s like starting all over again, especially in the friendships area. I hope I don’t screw this up.
Josh: How can the last line have too much information? Girls talk about it all the time. PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD PERIOD.
well it’s good to move on and forgive certain people. camwhoring? whats up with that Lauryn? lol, ne wayz that double chin incident it couldn’t have been that bad, you just took the picture at the wrong time, no need to get so self conscius. just like you said yourself “but it was worth it anyway; i know we look good”. take carez girl! =P
Josh: Whehehe. I KNOW what you’re thinking. And I still hope I’m wrong.
I’m relaxing my HAIR. I have frizzy HAIR. UP THERE. Lolz…