ramblings again
i'm a little disturbed i'm the only one contributing to the 4j blog.
business-wise, i have wished for some sort of collaborative effort so that my friends and i can enjoy the good life. right now, i think we don't need to be billionaires, just have enough money to live a quality life.
back when i was younger, i was thinking we would form the 4j economic bloc, but now i see it would never work. hardly anyone likes my ideas. despite my proof of (very) small business success, no one rallies behind me.
nowadays, i'm afraid i provoke envy rather than inspire.
even now, i consider my life unsatisfactory, though i can see how it may seem glamorous to other people not in the know.
with the passing of time, people grow in separate ways and it saddens me that i don't know what's happening with everyone else.
lately, i have come across an email from rj, wherein he is excluding anyone not in manila. i have never encountered such divisive actions before.
considering he was never part of the barkada up until recently, i found it quite surprising. who were his friends in high school anyway? because i can't think of anyone. well, aljay, but i think we all know how he made fun of him behind his back. this is the side of him i have always seen, that he is not a true friend that you could rely on. and it is why i have never appreciated his company.
it of course disturbs me that i am not apprised of the goings on in manila. i couldn't speak as to how other people abroad consider jay t., but i would think that they too miss him, and would like to know how things are back home.
in its earliest years, the barkada would watch movies.
later on, the barkada got larger as more and more people warmed up to each other.
we played billiards and bowling at paeng's, and the video games around the corner.
those were the days.
business-wise, i have wished for some sort of collaborative effort so that my friends and i can enjoy the good life. right now, i think we don't need to be billionaires, just have enough money to live a quality life.
back when i was younger, i was thinking we would form the 4j economic bloc, but now i see it would never work. hardly anyone likes my ideas. despite my proof of (very) small business success, no one rallies behind me.
nowadays, i'm afraid i provoke envy rather than inspire.
even now, i consider my life unsatisfactory, though i can see how it may seem glamorous to other people not in the know.
with the passing of time, people grow in separate ways and it saddens me that i don't know what's happening with everyone else.
lately, i have come across an email from rj, wherein he is excluding anyone not in manila. i have never encountered such divisive actions before.
considering he was never part of the barkada up until recently, i found it quite surprising. who were his friends in high school anyway? because i can't think of anyone. well, aljay, but i think we all know how he made fun of him behind his back. this is the side of him i have always seen, that he is not a true friend that you could rely on. and it is why i have never appreciated his company.
it of course disturbs me that i am not apprised of the goings on in manila. i couldn't speak as to how other people abroad consider jay t., but i would think that they too miss him, and would like to know how things are back home.
in its earliest years, the barkada would watch movies.
later on, the barkada got larger as more and more people warmed up to each other.
we played billiards and bowling at paeng's, and the video games around the corner.
those were the days.
1 Comments:
Thank you for pointing that out. Yeah, since TC turned himself into a recluse 4J has become, well, different. I don't really want to start up a diatribe here but suffice it to say your observations are pretty spot on; the tactic is quite divisive and certainly uncalled for.
For what it's worth Ryan, Theia and I think about you all the time and would like to know when we'll see you again (though things being the way they are, fully understand that could take a while).
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