When I was a little kid (define 'little', baby), I used to believe in the concept of Power Rangers - that with the right set of friends, we know we could save the world - at age 10, I didnt know from what it needed saving from, but I know that it needed saving so badly.
And then came High School
We were actually more than just 5, but through the years, we'd been the most consistent. We didnt call ourselves power rangers, (but Just in case, I am Blue) - there had also been close friends here and there, and we were not the "it" barkada from Highschool. We're probably also the boyband who humbly eat lunch together with each other and each other's girlfriends. We'd have overly corny theme songs that reminds us from each relationship, and we'd be each other's, "tangina pare, ang labo nya talaga", we'd patiently listen, and sometimes pretend to listen, and give out advice, which most of the time, not followed, and we're the one who says to them, "sabi sayo eh. gago ka kasi" - we'd jam along the songs of Slapshock and Linkin Part and act like we're so cool. We'd wear Elephant pants and Blings, and hide our illegal cellphones on our underwears (mind you, 5110s are hard to keep near your crotch) However we were so diverse, we came from different sections and different personalities and liked different chick types. Just like the power rangers. one was a Geek, one was Cool, one was Wacky, one was a Dancer, one was Gay (HAHAHAHA) The power rangers had a lot ahead of them.
Now after 12 years of Friendship, I really thought things would change much. I thought we'd have a password that only we will know, or a Brand New Theme Song as we morph in and Pledge our undying allegiance to one another - through Chicks and Porn, through Hearbreaks and Weddings, I thought we'd have a shiny, common costume with a silly big helmet the will not fit me, and worse: wearing tights.
We were still the same, but still so different. We still laugh at each other's exes, and flaws, and like a boyband we know the songs we sang and who we offerred it for. Even after years since Highschool Graduation, we were there are We'd still patch up and lick each other's emotional wounds, and celebrate through triumphs and graduations, jokes and consultations. They will definitely take me as the God of father of their Kids and, paunahan nalang kung sino ang kukuha kung kanino. If one day, I will run away from home, choose one of these 4, and I'll be there - maybe drunk or crying or being stupid (never mind JC, he's on FL, but hey, we never know) - we'd fight over alcohol, and talk on who's paying for what, and be the little kids we were back then. It was fun being with them once again. They were the witness to how I've been, to who I am right now, and theyre ready to understand everything I do, no matter what - actually, even if they dont understand... They know why I'm emotional, and overly unstable, and idealistic, and lazy, and too much talkative, and miserable, and obese, and attention deficit, and exagerrated --
-- They know about that, and together, I know I have the right set of friends, and we can tag along to save the world,
at 25, now, I realized:
It was not just the world that needed saving.
I did too.
To JC, Elpol, Alex, and Burn - Cheers to 12+ Years of Friendship. And definitely beyond
woot to Ramos, JJ, Kurt, Gelo, Gaspi, Diego.
(Inspired from Jared Singer's 'Toybox)
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