Okay, I’m not writing this because I sort of bumped my head hard and eventually got a brilliant idea for a good story or something. A big NO, well, I may not have ‘bumped’ my head, but when I was digging through my old emails, I found this letter with a subject name, Tale of 3 Sisters, and there it goes, memories came flashing back, flooding my subconscious mind (weh.. ngilad pod haha!) No, really, it’s a mixed up emotion, looking down through those old pictures, well, I didn’t actually cried! [that’d be an exaggeration, wouldn’t it?] but I was just kind of.. enthralled, realizing how far this friendship has gone through.
Tale of 3 Sisters actually dates back almost 7 years ago, it started when a movie entitled Tale of 2 Sisters gained it’s popularity in 2005, when the 3 of us were still in our sophomore years in high school, the time when our friendship slowly bloomed into something we’d never realized it to be. And since there are “three” of us, “Tale of 2 sisters” eventually became the” Tale of 3 Sisters” [sort of a joke though]
Okay! So much for the history, let’s start going back to where I think it all started.
So as I have said, there are three of us:
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| hahaha! Of all the things that I could name myself, why is it that I chose to call myself the "cry-baby"? well I guess, that was how I behaved during those years! hahah! |
Meet Nisa --- The Artist
June of 2004 was the year when I first met Nisa, the time when I first set my foot to the place where I will spend the next four years of my exciting and fabulous high school life, Iligan City National High School.
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| A picture capturing the serenity of our Alma Matter school ground, taken a few years after we left HS | | |
This ground was where we had our everyday routine, yes, Flag Ceremony, as early as 5:30am [gosh, so early to sing the national anthem!]… and as far as I can remember, I always get to be in front of the line! Why is that? Is that because, I lack height? Because I’m short doesn’t give me the right to stand at the back? Don’t you think it’s unfair? Well I do! [sobbing] But that was a long time ago, and I did got the chance to sneak up at the back anyway, trying to feel what is it like, standing at the end of the line [hehe pa feeling taas bah] and you know, do my thing, chika about anime, crushes and all before our adviser catches us giggling!
But tell you what, this is also the ground where I had my first encounter with Nisa, well, I didn’t noticed her right away, not until I got to know her better, and then I thought, “I like this girl, and I want her to be my friend”. Later I realized, she did treated and considered me as her friend as she was the only classmate who hugged me when our Vice Principal ordered me to transfer from section 6-Honesty to section 4, [isn’t it cute? ] I vaguely remember that day, I was shocked by the news and was touched by how Nisa paved farewell to me… [a warm hug.. of course! Lisod pod ug cold hug!! :D haha!]
Nisa/nisamee/sanimee is the artist of the group, she really draws well, and that’s one thing I like about her. She’s the one who inspired me to draw anime too, but up until now, my drawings are hopeless! Hehe… A sweet friend, very thoughtful, and a sweet sister too. I call her, unni [ Korean word for ate or big sister] or onee-chan [ a nihonggo for ate]
She has always been, way positive! I remember that day, sometime in my college life, I was so worried about one of my subjects, I was almost teary-eyed when I shared it to her [aww, you know me Nis, I’m a cry baby, tahilak nyahahah!] and you know what she did? She pulled a paper from her notebook and draw this:
saying that, this circle represents my whole life and that little tiny dot represents the problem that I have at the moment, she pointed out how insignificant that little tiny dot to make it a biiiiiig problem. She convinced me to cheer up and let me believe that it’s all going to be alright. Well,sadly, it didn't turned out right, but I still thank her for that advice.. i'll never gonna forget that.
The ever supportive friend, so patient to hear my churvablahs in life.. hehe even though it’s so late to talk about it… thank you nis! And yeah., sorry for that night, it won’t happen again, pwoHmise [cross finger !hehehe joke!]
Farrah --- The Storyteller
I first met Farrah June of 2005, sophomore years. I can’t really remember of a specific reason why we became friends, but, what I do remember was that, she was always talking and talking and talking! If my recollection was right, she was seated right in front of me [wait, am I right? Or left?] either way, what really marked her was the fact that when she talks, you just can’t help but listen and even get dragged by her stories as it has always been accompanied by her convincing facial expressions, movements, tones.. I mean it, she really is a storyteller! [has always been and will be] She shared almost about anything, most of it was stories about her encounters with her crushes, or some stories she made up. Yeah, there never is a dull moment with her, maybe that’s one reason we got along because even when were not really acquainted, she just acted like we’ve known each other for years! She just kept on sharing things that kept me giggling and laughing, while Nisa was just listening right next to me. Sharing stories between the three of us became an everyday scene. We got along so well, that we ate our lunch together, went to places and even exchange letters, and before we knew it, we were already closer than we thought, a bond that would then last for almost 7 years now.
Farrah is the ‘ate’ of the group [while I am the cry baby and Nisa will be the supportive buddy] Hehe.. I remember the day when I told her through text that I’m no longer single and you know how she reacted? according to her, the moment she read my text, she didn’t understand what she felt, or how to react, yes! an indescribable state, her hands and knees got shaky, she felt numb [tama bah far?], she even kind of felt like she was going to throw up [oh wait! when did the news of having a boyfriend makes a person wanna throw up? Farrah? Unsa ni, pasabta ko? Awh hahaha!!] She really got emotional about my news [sorry far.. L] cried and still in the moment of accepting the thought that a part of her had just been pulled out from her body [yup she views it that way]. I can’t blame her, Farrah is a type of person who really gives importance to everything and everyone around her, she would even keep a cut-out finger nail if that signifies something to her, how much more her very own friend.
The biggest revelation of all, as I’ve known her for years, believe me, she’s a one tough gurl you would ever met. She might be the bravest person to ever stand up and prove her point despite of a whole crowd, but, let her see some movies like Korean love stories, observe her, one moment she laughs and the next thing you know?, she’ll be crying like she had just lost her favorite pet, trust meh!
These are the people whom I’ve got along for several years now, the people who kept me sane… I hope we’d still be the way we are 82 years from now.. ^-^
So I guess that’s it!
This is our story, our tale.. The tale of 3 sisters.
[I didn’t include my section, guess, it’s no longer needed.]
Oh well.. (sigh) I had just shared to you one of the greatest treasures in my life… my best friends.
