#14 of 1001 Awesome Things: Girl Best Friends

September 2, 2017
Disclaimer: At this point, I am surrendering to the fact that I cannot do this writing challenge every day, but I will finish this 1001 Awesome Things project (trust me!). I am already lagging 6 posts since the “Free Starbucks Drink” post so it would be difficult for me to catch up)

Girl Best Friends
 
She was wearing a red cap, a black shirt, a brown skirt and a pair of brown shoes. Then I realized I was wearing the same colors. It’s either we looked like we were a couple or we were twins. Rica and I craved for Thai food and we decided to meet and eat at a local Thai restaurant today.  
 
Rica is my officemate. I was intimidated by her during her first day at work. She was quiet but strong. But when I had the chance to know her more, she was a nice girl. We even pretended to be in a relationship to make fun of our older office mates or to protect her from a creepy stalker
 
I have had girl best friends since God knows when. I remember my first girl best friend back in 2nd Grade and her name was Anne. We started out as enemies. I borrowed her notebook to write an important note (or to doodle a stick figure of a boy). I tore out the page and I got terrified that all the pages were removed from the bind. I wasn’t able to reason out because she saw what happened. Her favorite pink Barbie doll notebook was ruined. She was angry. After a couple of days and constant peace offerings, we became best friends. Today, she’s my personal doctor. I usually call her for everything that is happening in my body. Her favorite color now is purple and no longer pink. 
 
Anne and I went to the same highschool, but because she was a smartass, she was sorted to a higher section. Though we were still friends and she was irreplaceable, I had this bond with a weird girl in high school. Her name was Jess. We developed this friendship after a scary incident in school where she suddenly screamed and passed out during a Social Studies class about exorcism and the paranormal. Some of her friends claimed that during our freshmen year, they tried to play the spirit of the coin. Curious, I asked Jess what happened. “I don’t know what happened. I just passed out.” We became friends after that incident. The scary event did not happen again though I had to blame her for the sleepless nights I had because of it. 
 
Jessica and I did some pretty cool things together. While people were either reading science books or playing basketball, we were collecting dead insects and secretly investigating some school issues as if we were Nancy Drew and Joe/Frank Hardy. I remember the voice tape she took when I failed to attend our school’s stargazing activity. She asked our other friends to talk to the recorder as if I was there. After the event, she visited our house and gave the tape to me.  
 
But of course, college happened. Jessica and I went to different schools. We grew apart. We changed. But I have to admit that I was glad I had a friend like Jess who challenged me to be myself and to be weird. 
 
I have had girl best friends after that. Danielle, who I started to call Big Sister became my comfort zone during my first year in college. She was three years older than me so I usually come to her for wisdom and advice. When Danielle chose the night class over our usual morning class, Vanity became my constant companion. She was bubbly, pretty, wild and a party girl. She usually tells me to have fun while I am young. We were opposites but we had fun together. When I shifted a course and tried to audition for our university’s theatre organization,  I met Jogs. She was there to encourage me to show my talents. She was also adventurous so we traveled together, even after college. 
 
Hope you will not find this a sexist post, but every guy should at least have a girl best friend in his lifetime.  
Do you have a girl best friend? Share your stories below!
Featured Photo: Doctor Who and Rose Tyler of the longest running British TV Series Doctor Who. This is the best best friendship goals ever.
Ps.
You will understand the face of confusion when you have a girl best friend. They’re the wisest and the most strategic beings ever.
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#12 of 1001 Awesome Things: Last Episode of NatGeo’s Cosmos

August 30, 2017
“Put the table inside or else I will no longer eat here”, I told my family last night after they replaced our round wooden dining table with a plastic rectangular foldable table. I was serious and angry. I loved that table. It was there since I was a kid. We do not pass around food because of the lazy susan. After a while, I realized that I was too dramatic–a Telenovela level drama.
Today is full of drama too and I realized that drama is addictive. It sucks us dry but we still want more. We create our own drama if we can’t get enough. (Read Minimalism and Drama Queens)
I have seen plenty of drama while working with Small and Medium Enterprises in the countryside. These enterprises often form a cluster and register as an association. They start out as friends. When they form an organization after they realized they can work perfectly together and work together perfectly, they usually develop these annoying petty misunderstandings, and they eventually break away from their once loved group/s.
My first ever clients were 3 middle aged ladies who were into manufacturing handicrafts using sustainable materials. They started out as co-trainees at a livelihood training we organized. They were the best performers in a class of 40. They were three persistent, hardworking mothers too.They formed a group and started out their own enterprise. Unfortunately, their expertise and strengths were not capitalized. Instead, they used it against each other. They became competitors inside their small business. After 2 years, they disbanded.
Today, I also listened to other SME conflicts during a trade event. I had to listen because it’s part of my work. These conflicts may affect their businesses in the long run. Their conflicts were ranging from petty to “Friendship over” cases.
I also had a conversation with my officemates and I realized our office, like any other offices, is full of drama. We talked about drama in a very dramatic way.
When I got home, I had to listen to the drama of my loved ones and about the drama of people around them.
Like me, everybody is stuck with their rectangular dinner table dramas.
I remember the last episode of the documentary Cosmos where Neil Degrassi Tyson talked about the insignificance of Earth in the Universe. How the earth was actually a lonely and sad planet. How humans are actually insignificant in the vastness of the cosmos. And then I reflected on how my opinion about a rectangular dinner table or even my ego affects the infinite clouds of stars, dust, suns, and planets. We should learn how to fly using our imaginations for us to realize that above these clouds, we are nothing.
To close today’s awesome thing, let me quote Carl Sagan :
Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
 
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
 
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
 
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
 
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

#7 of 1001 Awesome Things: When a Friend Survives a Tragic Accident

August 25, 2017

“I was asleep for five days. People around me thought I was in a coma”, he said. John, a former trainee at our office, shared what happened to him after his motorcycle accident last January

 

“Wow. Five days! How does it feel?”, I asked. I remembered how it felt when I had an endoscopy. I was asleep for 3 hours but it only felt like I just closed my eyes for a minute. 

 

“It seemed like I only slept for a day”, he said. 

 

“Cool. Have you seen a dead loved one?”

 

“No I didn’t. But I saw my ex-girlfriend.” I laughed. It seemed like he already killed her in his mind. John was a joker without him realizing it. He was too innocent to notice or he was charmingly tactless. 

 

“Then what happened?”

 

“I am not sure if I was awake or if I was asleep. When I woke up, the pretty ICU nurse told me that I was courting her and according to her, I even asked for her number.” 

 

We were all laughing. He added that the nurse was still texting him and he thinks that she likes him. 

 

It’s nice to hear from him again despite his dislocated joints and a foot long scar on his stomach area. It was awesome that he survived death and that was undoubtedly something to be thankful for. 

 

Before he left the office, he said to us, “I told my doctor that God gave me a second life because I still have a mission. My mission in life now is to finally look for a wife. With that, I promised God that I will go to church every Sunday.”

 

Oh my God. He’s really back.

Featured Photo: DJ’s Motorcycle, Jogjakarta, Indonesia, October 2014.