A December reunion that turned out so wrong. Too bad that it took six months before the hurt feelings creep painfully out. I have miscalculated the rift.

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A close friend told me that there is something going on really freaky way back home. *Sigh* I’m supposed to be used to this freakiness already. Highschool pa lang, we’ve always been seen as delinquents. You know, the bully, mean, and everything bad in between type of barkada.

I don’t even have an idea why they think of us that way. Somehow it shaped us the way we were in HS. They thought of us as scourges from hell. Fine. Believe me, it is way better than pretending to be an angel. Hypocrisy is such an understatement. I’ve grown to believe that I am numb and I should be numb. That I don’t give a damn to what they think. So what if we are public enemy # 1?

After graduation, I thought everything will be alright. After all, we’ve all stepped into maturity and ready to venture into college. I thought broken friendships will heal with time and come reunion time, everyone will be back to our old selves, the close-knit section that we were once. Pero akala ko lang pala yun:(

I wasn’t able to anticipate that that damn December would be the onset of another world war. I can’t point a finger on what really caused the shattering of bonds. We came in good spirits… hoping to reconnect with the past. We left with crushed spirits… hoping that we shouldn’t have attempted to have a last fling with the past hurts.

It is such a shame that four years of friendship(?) would just end like this. Misunderstanding. Yes, it is such a cliche. But there is a reason why things are cliche… because they are true.

I don’t think we need to apologize for that December affair. We left IBED and we returned to IBED as the same people you knew. We don’t think we have changed. Guni-guni niyo lang yun. We even think that it is you guys who have changed. Pero baka guni-guni ko lang yun.

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I remember writing this and feeling really, really upset. This post is 3 years old (I wrote this at my now defunct Friendster blog on June 2005, I edited it May 2006).

But last December 2006’s party, just like that of December ‘05, caught me off-guard. This time though it was a nicer and better surprise;) It seems that the war has been lifted. This time I really enjoyed my HS classmates’ company. We shared the old laughters, the old stories, the old friendship, the familiarity of it all. I never had that light and happy feeling just goofing and kidding around.

It was such a happy and nice memory that will keep me company for the rest of the year. I am looking forward to the next December party;) I had a blast and it was because of you guys. Thank you for making my December vacation worth the travel.