Monday, March 28, 2011

LEFT OUT, are you?

A friend once talked to me. A friend that I don't usually hangout with.  I was at the oval then when he approached me. He greeted me, and out of nowhere he blurted, "Masakit palang ma-left out no?"  - Those were not the exact words, but I know that's what he meant. I told him, " Oo naman. Mahirap din. Lalo na pag kaibigan." He agreed. He told me he just felt that feeling just 5 minutes ago before seeing me. It's when he heard from another friend that his barkada will be going somewhere to celebrate the end of being first year college students, without telling him or inviting him to join them. I can see it in his face then, he was hurt. I can feel it too, because I myself have felt that too. The feeling of being left out. I feel that, everyday of my life when in school. Likewise, I shared my story to him.


Being positive in everything, that's my strength. And God, the greatest. - That friend of mine, like me has a partner. He has a girl friend and I have a boyfriend. Being taken, I think, was one of the reasons, maybe, why our friends spend less time with us, for us. I told him, "Siguro kasi, sa tingin ko hindi nalang nila tayo bina-bother na iinvite kasi alam nila we have something else to do with our girl friend and boy friend." I comforted him.

Siguro nga. Pero nakakalungkot parin kasi, na kahit man lang tanungin ka, "Gusto mo ba sumama sa amin.. blah blah." hindi nila magawa. Kahit papano naman diba they have to tell us kung may lakad sila. Tapos, sa harap mo pa mismo magkukwentuhan ng mga masasayang nangyari sa kanila. Ang sakit lang.

While he shares, those were the words, thoughts in my mind. I'm near to crying. He added, "Anyway, I chose her over them. It's my decision." And I think he's happy, though.

Thanks to his girl friend. She saved me from crying. LOL. I knew it, he was waiting for his girl friend. They get into his car, then drove away. It was when I started to think... Really, I was left out. Right now that I am alone under this tree at the oval, waiting for my boy friend, while my friends are somewhere having fun without us. I know, I just have to understand.  

I wanted to be with them, really and it just... Hurts.


I love my friends, and I miss them.

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