my boys

i got back the cd of our  MOS training pics a few days back…it’s a habit of mine to look at  frozen moments even if i’ve seen them for a hundred and one times already. it was when i was previewing yet again the pics we’ve taken in manila that it struck me how charming my life has been. i may have zero lovelife ( okay maybe not zero…like what it says in my profile "it’s complicated" ) but there are things and people that keep me high. exactly what am i talking about? a few years ago i had in my classes several boys whose personalities were totally different but matched nonetheless as they’ve been friends from God knows when until today. jboy, probably the closest to me, was the most boisterous of all and despite us ( actually everybody ) knowing he was not as brilliant as that person who got 95 in my class complained nonetheless why he didn’t get 95. what nurtured the friendship between us is probably his constantly screwing up his lovelife and of course talking to me about it, admitting shamelessly it’s his fault and rant about how stupid he had acted but doing whatever again when similar situation presented itself.i forgive him of course because he succeeds in softening my heart by helping me with everything that’s to do with computer( i’m technologically challenged to the point of imbecility)and buys me coffee….dada, the more conscientious one in class, is also ultra close to me given the kind of friendship we have.of all the boys subject of this draft, he is that which you can talk to seriously ( maybe because he is never the humorous type…peace da!). i’d always say i hate him becausehe succeeds in engaging me into endless arguments. he gloats in the idea that he can successfully play the devil’s advocate with me….temi, another serious but with some humorous genes he’s spared the class with, i’d say is someone i have cultivated certain closeness with…of course he was not one of those who calls me up at home and won’t hang up until the reciever is close to exploding but he’s certainly that someone who never hesitated to talk to me about some important details of his life….joseph, dongski as we fondly call him, would be that quite, bulaw type. i never doubted his brilliance but his being "autistic" prevented me from seeing the amiable person in him. we got close when he’s hooked up with the great jboy. to date he’s one of these boys who i consider to be the most driven, responsible, cool in his weird sort of way, and who shares my love for language….and then there’s carlo, also another serious kid in class back then. he still remains to be ( he has all the reasons to ). i admit he is this person i have not really set much expectation over but has proved to be so much more that what people think he’s capable of becoming. he’s another uber motivated person who knows how to work to get what he has set himself to achieve. i didn’t think a boy like him who’s known to cry too easily and hollers carelessly would get too serious with life….i’m tangled with these boys’ life in a rather odd but welcoming way. i feel like the mother to the kids, the latter taking care of the former ( that’s why it’s odd) but the mother being taken as one of the boys….no matter how we see each other i am forever grateful….to you guys thanks for coming full force to my rescue whenever i need rescuing…i maybe one of the boys but i can’t stop situations from making a damsel in distress out of me once in awhile!!!

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