I wish I had a camera so that I couldve taken a snapshot of the past 3 days just so I could remember some of em when the time comes...

It has been the most normal 3 days I have had with my barkada ever since I came back from HK. Sometimes I still ask questions in my head about how different I feel now but then all I know is that I am happier... and I think they could see that somehow.

Well, I know it is not only me that has changed in a way... we are all grown-up... growing up... and if you ask me right now if I knew what is happening wiv their lives, I know I would miserably fail in answering all the details... but somehow the feeling of belonging, of safety, for a lack of a better term, is there now... a feeling you only get with friends.

It never ceases to amaze me, this barkada... of how the whole spectrum of feelings... of how all combinations of the pallette of emotions have already been painted in my life by them.

But for the past months I have to admit, that I have placed them in the background, while Hong Kong and new friends colored everything in sight... even when I was back at home because I left so much of me in Hong Kong, or have taken so much of it in me... and now somehow I just want to be here again, for my friends... and for me, because the past 3 days told me how much I just missed them.... even if things are not totally the same.