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Of Fireworks And EDSA

Posted on August 9, 2009 12:00 am by Veronica

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Nobody knew we were talking, not even my closest friends in school. Our friendship was something I kept to myself. As I learned, we were more alike than I could have imagined.

”I live under constant scrutiny,” he said.

“How do you handle it?” I asked.

“I do what you do,” he answered. “I do my best and I don’t care what my detractors think.”


“You know, sometimes I feel like some people are out to get me,” I confessed, realizing that it was the first time I admitted this fear to someone.

“Are you scared?” he asked.

“Sometimes…”

“That’s okay. I get scared too. We can be scared together.”

It was 30 minutes past midnight, and it was raining. I walked toward the balcony and leaned over. From the deck, I could see tiny lights below, like tiny candle lights, and it brought back vivid memories of my baccalaureate mass…

“Hey V…what’s wrong?” He picked up on the tone of my voice.

“I want to stab some of my classmates with a plastic spoon,” I hissed over the phone.

“Hahaha…”

“I’m not joking!”

“Okay, okay, so tell me what happened.”

It was a 20-minute call (good thing I was on post-paid). I tried to keep my tears in check as I told him about what I’ve recently learned. Some people befriend you because they want your contacts, your resources, your favor. When they finally got what they wanted, they will rip you apart. And the worst thing? You played your part in their game.

“Veronica…” he started.

“I want to kill them, Matt…” I said weakly.

He sighed and then he said, “I know how you feel. A handful of people I trusted used me too. You know what I did? I cut my ties with them. I didn’t stab them with a plastic spoon. I stab them using a pen, figuratively speaking, of course…Holy shit! WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!”

“Matt?”

Tires screeched and horns blared over the phone.

“Sorry, I’m in EDSA and this asshole cut in front of me.”

“You’re driving?! Oh my God, I’m sorry Matt…” I said, surprised and touched that he didn’t brush me off.

“It’s okay. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is this: don’t let them ruin you. Look, you’re graduating, you have a brand new life ahead of you,” he encouraged. “You won’t see those bastards anymore.”

Suddenly, the university’s fireworks display started. The sky was filled with colors as bright as his optimism, as big as my dreams.

“You know what Matt,” I started. “Someday, the sky will light up for me.”

“I want to be there when that happens.”

For the first time that day, I smiled. Even though I was surrounded with people who hate me as much as I hate them, I was happy because somewhere in EDSA, I have a lanky boy who got my back. That was the first time I ran to him with my troubles.

It was March 24, 2006.

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