Friend is not just a six letter word of which we always define as an
individual we can laugh, trust and cry unto, but a friend is actually an
individual who we can really live on forever.
March 23, 2012 was one of the most memorable days in my life here on
earth. It was a day when Nang Grace’s birthday was celebrated. A day
full of excitement, fun and it is also a day worth dying for. I will
tell you why.
Days before the event I was notified by an invitation of Nang Grace’s
birthday via Facebook and I was very happy to know that I was invited. I
was so excited amidst all the exams and the Hunger Games agenda. When
the day of the party arrived all I have been thinking was the pool and
pool and pool. So our journey started with my brain full of things
coming from a pool. It was probably six of the evening when I arrived at
the Tolentine Star office, the gathering place. All my friends already
agreed that we will meet at the office and when we are complete we will
altogether go to the resort for the party. I arrived safe and I found my
friends busy making a minion sculpture as a gift for Nang Grace. We
lasted at the office for about an hour when we finally decided to
proceed to the event. When we are about to look for a vehicle that could
take as there, a heavy rain occurred. Rain poured heavily for several
minutes but that did not stop us. We rode a jeepney all the way to the
location but unluckily the jeepney was not allowed by the guards to
enter the gate of the resort. So as a result we were stuck at the little
guard house beside the gate having a good time for a shelter because
the rain is still raging on. After several minutes of standing, the
eight of us finally decided to take a risk, fight the rain and run to
the event, which is about a kilometer away, as fast as we can.
I was running hard and hugging my bag as tight as I can so that it
will not get wet. Later I realized that it was just the five of us
running. The other three was left at the guardhouse. There is really no
time to think of what to do because first, we are in a middle of nowhere
and we are soaking wet and second we are honestly enjoying our
stupidity, laughing hard while shouting and running. All I can think was
to find a shelter from the rain, but that’s the big problem. Five of us
was soaking wet, running at the wide and empty street of Bacolod City,
don’t know what direction we are going to take. I was actually running
ahead when I spotted a small shelter just two meters away. I ran hard as
I can and when I arrived at the shelter, which is actually a small
extension of the roof of the residence gate. I sighed and thought I was
safe from the rain. Yes, I was really safe from the rain, but from dogs,
no. after three seconds maybe of staying at the shed, a hell of big
dogs started to bark at me. I was terrified and I shouted as I ran away
and went back running crazy at the street.
After few meters of running we finally found a safe place to stay
away from the rain. All the five of us was all wet and was gasping
inside a dark empty shanty at the side of the street. After several
seconds of rest a light from a vehicle appeared and later we discovered
that the time we started to run ballistic, the guards allowed the
jeepney to enter the gate. We joined our dry companies riding the
jeepney and went altogether to the resort. When we arrived at the resort
we had a hard time looking for the Nang Grace’s room. We are like wet
chicks searching, for the rain is still pouring heavily that time. After
several minutes of exploring around the resort we finally found Nang
Grace’s mother and relatives. What happens next, well you know, eat and
eat and eat. The next events will be on my next post. Watch out for it
because it will be wacky and wild!
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