Wanted: Perfect Friend

Next to finding my very own prince whom I'd always prefer to be smart than charming, having those perfect friends who would always say the right words, let you eat more than half of their meals, laugh with you till your stomach distends with air, invite you for a sleepover, share a hundred of their secrets, and give you the tightest hugs is my next childhood fantasy. Thanks to movie and television shows that features those kind of friends.


But just like the guy who kissed the white girl who can't chew an apple first before swallowing, friends in the big and small screens doesn't exist.


You see, hoping to stumble upon a group of friends who'd never piss you off or make you feel bad falls in the box impossibilities.


A perfect friend and an unflawed friendship don't exist.


It took me two decades of hoping and losing hope to finally realize and accept that.


Back in high school where cliques are as common as online shops nowadays, I've always wanted to belong in a group. To be noticed and appreciated. To not be a poor loser in the background who does nothing but scribble abstract lines until the bell rings or the next class will begin.


Looking back, I felt more like a loser than a loner in the background.


I've always been looking out for perfect friends but I fail to look and ask if I were a perfect friend myself.  And honestly, I know I am far from being a perfect friend.


Failed friendships and lost friends were my proof to that.


I felt ashamed. How selfish could I get? Wishing for a perfect friend when I myself is not.


Thereis no such thing as a perfect friend or a perfect relationship with your chumies. There will always be a bad day between good ones. Let's not taint the good memories and define friends in a box.


Each friendship is crafted special. Our friends may not be there to meet our expectations.But we too, we make mistakes. We come late in appointments, make lame excuses, run out of advices, too sleepy to talk and too difficult to understand.


In the end, I think it still boils down to compromise, respect and willingness.

Eating Green...and Purple

I often pass by the set of establishments fronting SM delgado. And my curiosity dwelled on this cute area that sells fresh vegetables harvested directly from a farm in Passi City Iloilo.

Midway, the establishment that my eyes voluntarily ignored houses the food that you know were never my type- organic!

From their garden salads down to their cheeseburgers, the restaurant shouts green. They even have eggplant for fries.

The place serves not quite a variety of food but the lack of choices were compensated by reasonable servings and unexpectedly yummy foods. Not to mention, they really have an awesome display of frames with cute qoutes. My favorite one says "We don't have Wifi. Please talk to each other." It immediately reminded me of my friend who one mentioned that the moment we connect our smartphones and tablets to a wifi, we became disconneced to the organic way of socializing.

Its weird to say and hear it myself but yeah, I enjoyed the green and purple stuff along with the bread and patty in my burger. It makes me feel good about doing something good for my tummy and body, given the fact that Im sort of having complaints about intermitent pain around my abdomen. Its kinda disturbing really, the pain.

I think Midway is a good start towards embracing a good and healthy life.

If you happen to have a friend who consider veggies their nemesis, which Im sure you do, please do them a favor. Take them to Midway :)