Aside from getting my heart broken, my least favorite feeling in the world is feeling left out. Ever since I graduated from college I became terribly shy and socially awkward that I found it hard to make new friends. Sadly, there were also instances when I had to let some friendships go as I felt like remaining in the relationship was already proving to be unhealthy for me and my self-esteem. Because of this, I've learned to cherish the few true and close friends I have now.
Some of my most favorite people in the world are the people from my highschool barkada. Some of them I've been friends with since we were eight, while some were welcomed into the group when we were older. It doesn't matter who've been friends the longest, though. We are a big, tightly-knit group of six girls and seven boys (and one new recruit into the fold), and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
I am a misfit, yet I fit in perfectly with them.
Last night, we had our Christmas party at Dianne's house, and as expected, [the good kind of] riot ensured.
Gifts. Food: crispy pata, Choco Monster cake, pizza, lasagna, Amber's pichi pichi, chocolate ice cream, relyeno, Jack Daniel's. Categories game. Watermelon. Starbucks coffee mugs. Old crushes I would very much rather forget. Fragrance pens. Cash prizes. Stress balls. Shine's turquoise bracelet that she will give me the next time we meet again. Sleepovers.
This Christmas, aside from peace, love & lipgloss, my wish for you is that you are surrounded by good friends who are true, honest, and sincere. Happy Holidays!
Scrooge got his start by being excluded (by his dad). That stayed with him and made him distrustful of the world...that made it easy for him to turn his back on it.
ReplyDeleteMaking sure others are not excluded is a great kindness...such a simple thing, but it means so much.