It was quite eventful today.
Two of my close friends are not in perfect or at least good health condition – one do have a cast on her left feet, and the other is currently confined in a hospital due to high White blood cell. So as good friends, no really we just wanted to visit them, we went to Paranaque Doctors Hospital after my shift end. I was fetch by Kuya and Francis in front of my work building and fetch Gel so we can go together to Nef. When we got there, the guard said that the visiting hours was already over so he ask us where we came from and other stuff then asked his security head if we can go. Luckily enough, we were able to visit Nef, though we go two at a time and let Ate So and Nef cousins to go home so Kuya and I can go upstairs with Gel and Francis.
We laugh and talk and laugh and talk again, as usual. Af 2:00 AM we left Nef and drove Angelia home so she can have a rest too, her cast will be remove later today 
(I badly wanted to sign it) But before she went home, she gave us a letter which she said we should only open when she was not there.
With some chat’s and impromptu invitation, we went to SEx (Sinigang Express -it is a nice store for Fried Rice and Beef Tapa:) . We read the letter after we ate and I just cried while reading the words, friends, lost, left-alone, confession. I am a very sensitive person, though I do not really spoke about it, I cried easily too which make my condition not so so good -atleast for my perspective. I really don’t like any sad topic about the end of friendship because I personally valued my friends as my family. I will do anything just to please them without thinking twice, though good thing is I learned to accept that there are things that cannot be happen whatever you do. I found it funny that I am in an office dress, looking a bit presentable, eating at Fast food restaurant while crying my eyes out. After sometime, I finally able to control my tears and we all decided to go home (I need to go to work today 
Its FRIDAY)
I forgot to mention that I was on my usual seat way Kuya’s Sportivo. I seat on the second row and squeezing myself between the drivers and front seat (I usually went as near as possible on the dashboard when we suddenly stop T__T but I really like that seat hahaha). I always seat that way whenever Kuya JR , me and whoever is free went on a night roadtrip. While looking at the road, I actually missed those College nights where we fetch one of our friend and drive him home again after one hour because no one will be at their house aside from his sister, or just wanted to buy something at any convenience store, or those nights when we go to Rizal or Pampanga to finished some projects. I missed those times. The crazy car talks when all nine of us are squeeze together on Sportivo.
I think our friendship grows deeper along those car talks, and i really really really missed them.
