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Sunday, September 05, 2004
I love my friends dearly. If I can, in any way, help them out with whatever they're having trouble with, I try to do so.

Laika's been one of the friends I've known longest. We've been friends since first grade, and she's like the sister I never had. She can tell me things no one else can, and vice versa. She can b*tch at me and I won't take it against her. I think that's what years of friendship does to you.

I remember going through sophomore year (her freshman year in UP), experiencing everyday of her two-week hell week for a sorority. She would have momentary breakdowns in my bedroom and I didn't know what to do exactly. I let her cry, and I didn't say anything. I didn't tell her to quit, I didn't egg her on. I was just.. well, there. I was there when she became an officer for the sorority, and when she had to organize her first event.

I've known her to be a strong-willed and very determined person. She rarely cries, unless in an enormous amount of stress. She gets things done.

Last night, I acted for her short play for playwriting class. I had half a mind to say no, when she asked me to act for her. But I can never say no to her. I know she'd do the same for me. She's also part of Dulaang UP's play, Lysistrata so she had to squeeze in rehearsals in between the 10am and 3pm shows. And then, she had to rush from the 3pm show so we could block in THY. She was harassed. I could tell. At one point, after an annoying dude pestered her, she just sat on the floor and cried. I gave her a good hug and didn't say anything. Later in the night, she cried again after saying that her boyfriend might not be able to watch her in Lysistrata (the first UP play she's ever been in), because he's taking the Bar (which starts today, I think). Another big hug and a reassuring smile. She was alright after that, and we got through her play without much trouble.

I think sometimes we all need someone to be just there for us. We don't need them to talk, or to say anything. We may need an occasional hug, or pat on the back. I'm glad I have friends who are like that, because I would do the same thing in a heartbeat. I love my friends - never mind if that sounds so Chicken Soup. I just do.