I have few girlfriends whose name starts with J. But this J I will be writing about now is a J who became my roommate in college for 3 years. J is a jolly person and I never grow bored with whatever she says. She also has that melodious laugh that when you hear it or listen to what she talks about — you can already laugh even before she is done with her story.
She occupies the first deck of the bed while I was on the 2nd deck – the reason that made us inseparable for several semesters until one day she decided to join an extra-curricular activity outside our room’s activities. Fine! It was really fine as she also has that nice voice. Joining the singing group can be a way to develop more your singing ability and plus the fun you will have in outings plus the close ties with the members — it is a nice feeling to be a member of a group. Later, I did try to join, too but in my mind, my work (part-time) made me hesitant to decide to really join full-time. In my whole 4 years or more staying in the campus of Mountain View College , it was only 1 time I joined a group and later, I was included in the group that Ma’am Tabz picked for an instant group that will present MVC in a concert during the Kaamulan Festival 1993. J and I were together in this group. But that group didn’t last long as we it was dissolved after the concert that time.
J and I always go together. There was really a time that we are identified of each other. We go eat together, take bath together, attend church together, wait for each other after classes to do whatever we want to do. We even use each other skirts and sometimes footwears. Always us together. Until one day — it was just over!
Reason: She was full-time with her singing group. And my being alone, made me susceptible to some suitors LOL! and yea! did entertain some. Until the time, I said yes to one — and she was mad! We foughtt. She didn’t like the guy and I told her, I don’t like your group, too. So, let’s just go one each way. I don’t want to talk with her. She sends me notes – from her deck to my deck. when i woke up in the morning, i find sorry notes in my bed, but I never read them. I was mad at her. I was hurt. She left me all alone and go with her new group of friends while I was left alone — so I let someone come into my life and now she says — she does not like the guy? hmmmm I asked her, who are you by the way? hehehehehee
Anyway, we didn’t speak to each other for weeks. Friends asks her where I am and asks me too where she is — I would always say, “I dunno.”She is one of the two women I know who has serious bouts on dysmenorrhea. That they paled even lost consciousness when it is too painful. One day, while all of us in the room in each of our bed, talking and laughing and just suddenly group of 4 girls came into the room carrying her (one on each side supporting her). They said, she passed out in the bathroom and good thing, she didn’t hit her head on the bathroom wall. The laughter suddenly stopped and we couldn’t say a word. We even haven’t thanked the girls who carried her to the room. I didn’t say anything, I was still mad. I tried to pretend I am sleeping but deep in me, my heart goes out to her. She is my friend – even my bestfriend until the time I didn’t speak to her. I can’t forget that day. That was Saturday and the weather was rainy. I changed my clothes, put on my jacket and went down to the residence of the Diamond Hall’s Dean and looked for Kuya Jimmy B. — I told them what happened to J and I need some hot noodles. Surely they have supplies, so I cooked 2 pcs of noodles and carried it back to the dorm for her to eat.
Since that time, we speak again. We talked heart to heart and decided not to fight again over nonesense. Yeah, we fought over a nonesense stuff. I never forced her to like my bf that time, but I told her to respect him because if she didn’t join that group I could never have time for any relationship thing. So it was like am blaming her that I got a boyfriend that time. hahaha
She graduated one semester ahead of me, so she left campus first. After graduation, we still keep intouch thru letters until sometime, we just stopped writing. In 2002, my mom got a call from her and she was trying to ask about me and how to keep intouch with me. Since that time, we keep intouch thru sms, email, or sometime, we chat. She is now married with 3 kids. She married a non-mvcian so she would tell me there is nothing special about visiting MVC campus from time to time. But I told her, that even I haven’t married an MVCian, i can still feel that MVC is my home and would love to visit her one day and stay for few days to just go around and try to feel what it was during our college days.
