Analyzing Courtship and Friendship

Let me start off by sharing my new favorite song (Naks, I have a new favorite song every month, ha.)

Gitara
- Parokya ni Edgar

Bakit pa kailangan magbihis
Sayang din naman ang porma
Lagi na namang may sisingit
Sa twing' tayo'y magkasama
Bakit pa kailangan ng rosas
Kung marami namang
Mag-aalay sa'yo
Pupuno na lang ng paawit
Maghihintay ng pagkakataon

Hahayaan na lang silang
Magkandarapa na manligaw sa'yo
Idadaan na lang kita
Sa awitin kong ito
Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara
Idadaan na lang sa gitara

Mapapagod lang sa kakatingin
Kung marami namang nakaharang
Aawit na lang at magpaparinig
Ang lahat ng aking nadarama

Kakainlove yung song, as in. Guys who play the guitar are always a plus plus plus plus for me. I've never seen courting in this perspective before. The song shows the listeners how pining for a girl who also happens to be everyone's dreamgirl can be so frustrating.

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The depression at the start of the week gave way to realizations that I should have learned years before. It also led to a drive to really, truly move on. I can feel people are already shaking their heads with this one. But I hope I can prove you wrong.

Everything in the middle of the week was just a blur of busy work, a lot of things to do and a lot of new things to learn. I love learning. Sometimes, I even love being busy. Well, it's better than nothing.

At the end of this week, I'm just plain happy. It's because last night, RG and I finally pushed through with our "libre mo ko sa first paycheck" plan. I've been working for four months, imagine that. As I said, RG's a busy man.

Anyway, I met his new girl last night. Her name's Rachel. I can say that she's really pretty and new. As I was sitting in RG's new silver Vios on the way to Eastwood, I asked her if she consented to be called Rachel. There was no reply, just the silent hum of her engine, and the music playing in the background.

On the way to Eastwood in his spanking new car (still can't get over it), RG and I talked a lot. At one point I even admitted that I was too talkative. But we haven't seen each other in a while and we had a lot of catching up to do. It's funny how our friendship is. As I said, he's never seen me on a normal day. It's always on a day when we decide to go out for merienda or lunch or dinner. We're not constant companions, but we're friends who see each other once in a while and try to cram every little update of our lives into that meeting. And we always end up having fun. Except when he's a brat and I'm a moody snob.

I miss having one of my best friends around. But I know that having him constantly by my side would totally change our friendship. So I choose to miss him instead.

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