For the longest time, I have observed that there are still thousands of people who watch the most talked-about reality television show, Big Brother. Wherein a number of strangers who don't know each other are taken to live into one house for a hundred days. Many audiences watch them everyday, what they do, how they live and cope up with the environment. And there were two things running on my mind, the objective of getting along with other people and being REAL. Yes, being real.

A friend of mind tole me about a school in their province having almost the same characteristics. Their classroom was like "Bahay ni Kuya". But instead of house mates, they had classmates, and there was no big brother. However, what the house mates had in their minds was just the same the 'classmates' had. Some were, but some were not...real.

If you would ask me of those people I like, I would say that I prefer having friends who have a sense of respect to other people. No matter what the condition of what will they say, either positive or negative, there is still a way to express it properly. I hate people who talk as if they are talking to some dumb animal. People who talk just for show-off. Its good to hear them if what they are speaking can help you, but its not. None sense.

I admit, I can say those things also. But as long as it is possible, I avoid doing it, or apologizing and saying it in the right way, or rather not say it at all.

'Plastic' was a common word for those who were not real with what they are in front of others. And he (my friend) told me they had a number of that.

Ah..I just hate it.

Then I realized it was all me.

Stupid.

I did not tell her about it until the time came I saw another. But, I did not forget everything at all. She was still in the park thinking we could still walk together. But I was already making my way back home. The end of the road was a dead end, but I did not tell her.

I'm really sorry.
Just hear it.
Please.
Just hear it.

That was a text from a testimonial I received last night from a good friend of mine. And whilst I think of things that run through my head, I thought, are there really soul mates?

Do you believe in it? Do you? Tell me.

We just had our Junior-Senior Promenade last 23rd of January of this year, and it was very very nice. Everything was just wonderful.

But what stayed in my mind was the carrot soup which was served to us during the dinner. I admit, it was the first time I saw such a weird food. I never had an idea what is tasted. I just knew what it was like when I tried to taste it. And luckily, I managed to eat some of it.

And just like that, I was about to face a new challenge. There was this one junior student, whom I admire and whom I wanted to dance with. But I hesitated to approach her because of her friends that might bring her to shame. But what happened later was nice.

When I finally made up my mind, I went near her and invited her to dance. And she said 'yes'. How happy I was when I finally had the chance to dance with her. Now she knew, I liked her.

She thanked me the morning after. And it gave me a smile...

Nice.

The plan was to help him to gain the strength and the courage he needed for him to achieve his wants and desires. But when I the chance to finally throw away the regrets and pains I had about her, the things changed. What should have been a friendly intention, became a personal desire. But what was the price to pay? "There are matters of consequences" as Exupery described the life with his little prince. I was about to think about it, but I was already, and unconsciously experiencing it. I lost my friends, the things around me changed a lot. Those who shouldn't have hated me, now, hated me. I do not know how to put all these things in my mind.

I hope someone understands. I really hope. No one ever knew what tomorrow might bring to us. It may give us opportunities, and losing things in return, and gaining new one in return.