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"Just a Girl" by No Doubt
"Just a Girl" by No Doubt
September 7th, 2008
The Kanojos' turned 6 years last August 08.
The Kanojos' turned 6 years last August 08.
We had a mutual celebration.
Two of us are here in Cebu,
working.
The other two's in Davao,
also working.
We met in college.
Destiny,
as we call it.
And we are keeping it,
forever.
It was my last chance to college.
I have been dropping out in college for 5 years straight causing my sister's distrust.
And that was the only time that I've decided to finish school.
Yet my sister set the rules,
chose the school for me,
and my course.
I bit the bullet.
Maybe I was already tired working and being a wild sheep for 5 years.
And I was consumed with the ugly realizations,
as I thought studying was the answer.
And then,
Two of us are here in Cebu,
working.
The other two's in Davao,
also working.
We met in college.
Destiny,
as we call it.
And we are keeping it,
forever.
It was my last chance to college.
I have been dropping out in college for 5 years straight causing my sister's distrust.
And that was the only time that I've decided to finish school.
Yet my sister set the rules,
chose the school for me,
and my course.
I bit the bullet.
Maybe I was already tired working and being a wild sheep for 5 years.
And I was consumed with the ugly realizations,
as I thought studying was the answer.
And then,
I was the last student to enroll at MKD.
Darl stopped going to her former university when her mom found the newly-founded school as a big chance for her very good child.
The school's propaganda is a promising career in the land of the rising sun as soon as their pioneering batch will earn a degree from their institution.
It was just a propaganda.
I remember Darl the first time I saw her.
She was wearing a yellow blouse and a black pencil-skirt.
She looked 10 years older her actual age.
I thought she was one of the faculties.
This became a recurring joke everytime we'd recall our college days.
Ces,
Rosel's gallant unica hija,
often mistaken a tomboy (this also becomes an issue on our fourth year being friends),
and an ultimate spoiled brat.
She was one of my first few friends on the first day of school.
Brat!
Brat!
Brat!
Yet the sweetest!
Her family's always aiming for her best,
and they thought that the school was the best place for their princess.
And our girl,
Jez.
She was the last one who came,
and never left.
Her family runs montessory schools.
Youngest girl in the family,
and referred as the black sheep in the girls of 2 just like her kuya.
They lived in a subdivision near the school so I think there's no need to explain.
The friendship started with hello and a toast of mixed pineapple juice and gin after lunchbreaks.
Cutting English classes to play billiard at Simon's place.
(Just for a note: Simon's a hottie daddy.)
It evolves with great love and care when we started shaking all the karaoke bars beer bong-ing.
And was strengthen with deep understanding and loyalty founding charity works on Sundays to chase Empire with grape juice at the end of the day.
And then...
Darl stopped going to her former university when her mom found the newly-founded school as a big chance for her very good child.
The school's propaganda is a promising career in the land of the rising sun as soon as their pioneering batch will earn a degree from their institution.
It was just a propaganda.
I remember Darl the first time I saw her.
She was wearing a yellow blouse and a black pencil-skirt.
She looked 10 years older her actual age.
I thought she was one of the faculties.
This became a recurring joke everytime we'd recall our college days.
Ces,
Rosel's gallant unica hija,
often mistaken a tomboy (this also becomes an issue on our fourth year being friends),
and an ultimate spoiled brat.
She was one of my first few friends on the first day of school.
Brat!
Brat!
Brat!
Yet the sweetest!
Her family's always aiming for her best,
and they thought that the school was the best place for their princess.
And our girl,
Jez.
She was the last one who came,
and never left.
Her family runs montessory schools.
Youngest girl in the family,
and referred as the black sheep in the girls of 2 just like her kuya.
They lived in a subdivision near the school so I think there's no need to explain.
The friendship started with hello and a toast of mixed pineapple juice and gin after lunchbreaks.
Cutting English classes to play billiard at Simon's place.
(Just for a note: Simon's a hottie daddy.)
It evolves with great love and care when we started shaking all the karaoke bars beer bong-ing.
And was strengthen with deep understanding and loyalty founding charity works on Sundays to chase Empire with grape juice at the end of the day.
And then...
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