Tuesday, August 19, 2003
STRAIGHT TO THE POINT
You have too many best friends...
This was the statement that I heard from someone close to me recently. I wasn't offended. I wasn't hurt. Nor do I believe that the statement is anymore true than birds swimming underground. It's just disappointing but in the end I disappoint myself.
I'm not even supposed to disclose this information, but I wanted to get it out me. I have so much stress lately in the things that I do and I can't tolerate anymore misunderstandings.
First of all, I would like to apologize to the entire world. The concept of a best friend is that this person will be with you when everyone else is busy and doing something.
But, in my life, I've never spent any longer than five years in one place. My father was stationed in Okinawa, than in San Francisco, than in San Diego... and it was hard to sustain one of those "lifetime friendships".
So, with that in mind, I guess we can piece it together. To me, a best friend is a person who will best represent the time and place I was at. A best friend that was with me through thick and thin. We would have countless arguments but still get it together in the end. Someone I can lean on, someone that I can trust, someone that I will always know will be there to stop me from ruling the world or to push me into changing the world. Naks.
Jeornee Reyes was my best friend in Okinawa Japan before I left. And when I lived in the Philippines, as much as he is still a best friend to me, we cannot spend a single moment together sharing jokes and talking about girls, cars, and studies like we used to. Duh. He's in Japan, I'm in the Philippines. I still look at him as a best friend because we shared so much when we were together in Japan.
And now, the best and primary example is Ralph Bryan Fuerte. He is the one and only best friend I considered during my High School years. We had phone calls and watched television shows all night long. He taught me the most important thing I use today in maintaining healthy friendships... "To lessen the expectations involved in a friendship.".
However, when we graduated from High School... he moved to New Jersey. And I stayed here to continue my studies in DLSU-D. Like I said before, I still do consider him my best friend. Although he lives thousands of miles away from here, I will still recognize him as a best friend.
***
And now, I'm in College. With me is the first friend I ever made in the Philippines... and we share similar pasts. Everyone knows that. His dad retired from the US Army almost at the same time my own dad retired from the US Navy. We both went to the same private school on the same exact first day (November 29, 1998 I think). We're both about the same age (from 1985). We both have similar interests despite our many differences.
And that's exactly it. We've overcome our differences. We were room mates last year and now, even if we're not room mates... we can talk to each other about almost anything. It's called Mutual Dialogue.
I've known him for almost five years and I know him enough that he isn't the type who loves to say the word "friend". He's the cool type. How Aquarius of him. Hahaha. What I mean to say here, combined with what my best friend in High School taught me... is to lessen the expectations. I consider Lance my best friend now and he doesn't need to say anything in return...
You have too many best friends...
This was the statement that I heard from someone close to me recently. I wasn't offended. I wasn't hurt. Nor do I believe that the statement is anymore true than birds swimming underground. It's just disappointing but in the end I disappoint myself.
I'm not even supposed to disclose this information, but I wanted to get it out me. I have so much stress lately in the things that I do and I can't tolerate anymore misunderstandings.
First of all, I would like to apologize to the entire world. The concept of a best friend is that this person will be with you when everyone else is busy and doing something.
But, in my life, I've never spent any longer than five years in one place. My father was stationed in Okinawa, than in San Francisco, than in San Diego... and it was hard to sustain one of those "lifetime friendships".
So, with that in mind, I guess we can piece it together. To me, a best friend is a person who will best represent the time and place I was at. A best friend that was with me through thick and thin. We would have countless arguments but still get it together in the end. Someone I can lean on, someone that I can trust, someone that I will always know will be there to stop me from ruling the world or to push me into changing the world. Naks.
Jeornee Reyes was my best friend in Okinawa Japan before I left. And when I lived in the Philippines, as much as he is still a best friend to me, we cannot spend a single moment together sharing jokes and talking about girls, cars, and studies like we used to. Duh. He's in Japan, I'm in the Philippines. I still look at him as a best friend because we shared so much when we were together in Japan.
And now, the best and primary example is Ralph Bryan Fuerte. He is the one and only best friend I considered during my High School years. We had phone calls and watched television shows all night long. He taught me the most important thing I use today in maintaining healthy friendships... "To lessen the expectations involved in a friendship.".
However, when we graduated from High School... he moved to New Jersey. And I stayed here to continue my studies in DLSU-D. Like I said before, I still do consider him my best friend. Although he lives thousands of miles away from here, I will still recognize him as a best friend.
***
And now, I'm in College. With me is the first friend I ever made in the Philippines... and we share similar pasts. Everyone knows that. His dad retired from the US Army almost at the same time my own dad retired from the US Navy. We both went to the same private school on the same exact first day (November 29, 1998 I think). We're both about the same age (from 1985). We both have similar interests despite our many differences.
And that's exactly it. We've overcome our differences. We were room mates last year and now, even if we're not room mates... we can talk to each other about almost anything. It's called Mutual Dialogue.
I've known him for almost five years and I know him enough that he isn't the type who loves to say the word "friend". He's the cool type. How Aquarius of him. Hahaha. What I mean to say here, combined with what my best friend in High School taught me... is to lessen the expectations. I consider Lance my best friend now and he doesn't need to say anything in return...
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