Bad Luck?

Emotions change like the tide. If yesterday my post was so senseless, today may be the complete opposite, or perhaps another ridiculous post I write to pass time. Bad luck is today’s topic.

Often times as I was a child I would always find one scapegoat for all the bad luck I receive. How coincidental it is that every time a worm blasts a bazooka unto my face while playing Worms, or whenever Charizard faints after getting a critical hit from Gyarados, or whenever Squall is poisoned by that Malboro in the Island nearest to heaven, my scapegoat is always, and I mean ALWAYS the same; my sister.

As a young kid I always wanted the joy of seclusion, the art of being alone, being with myself and nothing else. That how I would envision a perfect summer day for me, but usually while working so hard on Worms, Pokemon or Final fantasy, my sister would come in the room and disturb my peaceful meditation. And how is it that whenever she enters, my worm slides of the right side of the arena, or Pikachu faints after a hard fight or I suddenly lose to Ultima Weapon after fighting it for almost an hour? Why is it that whenever she enters something bad happens? Oh and of course the time she entered the room and Hotohori was killed 5 seconds later(Fushigi Yugi).These was so many years ago and I was scolded by my parents for calling my sister a “Bad luck” charm. Well right now I don’t call her bad luck anymore but it’s still evident. Her computer is destroyed (2 hours after I fixed it) and my mom’s laptop has so much viruses (because she uses it). Now I remember why she’s not allowed 5 meters within the perimeter of my computer.

Anyway this is not about my sister; it’s about my bad luck with friends and I can attest that my sister’s charm has nothing to do with this. I have been lucky enough to have friends yet very unlucky to have friends leave the country oh so often. I’ve had several close friends leave the country since I could remember. The curse started when I was in Kinder 2 when my only playmate back at the old house left for the states. Grade 4, you might be familiar with name Darren Castro? Yeah we used to be just like glue before. We had very similar minds and expectations outcomes and the like, until he left for the Sates during summer before Grade 5. I remember him calling me up telling me that he would be migrating to New Jersey, I was in Bacolod then and it was a pretty emotional phone call. Of course, your best friend will be leaving the country, it is always emotional. Grade 6 a good friend Marco Palomo left for the Sates as well. Till know I’m still able to talk to him. By this summer another one will add to the casualty of those leaving. I would have had a bigger set of friends if these people just didn’t leave. Imagine, by fourth year we would be 5, never a dull moment, but now down to two. By next year Jaco, Ogie and Vince are graduating which leaves me and Archie stuck together. I just hope they don’t migrate!

I guess that’s life, people always leave, and we just need to move along just to make it through. Just like the story, The Twelfth Angel by Og Mandino, there no use griping over what’s lost, we should focus on what’s in store for us. By this summer my group of friends won’t diminish, one will just be away. Friendship is not merely physical, it’s the memories we make that make it extra special. And these don’t go to the brain; they go to the heart.

P.S.
Drama ko >_<