Buddy system.

Disclaimer: My whiny, annoying, clingy alter ego is taking over this blog post.

You have been warned.

The buddy system has been introduced to me way back in preschool, when we were required to walk side-by-side someone while we paraded on school grounds in our costumes.

When I got into grade school, the concept was still there, mainly for field trips so we won't get lost and it'd be easier for the teacher to count the class inside the bus.

High school came and the buddy system is all about finding someone to cut classes with you, someone to share her soggy fries with you and someone to sit with you on the ramp while you both waited for your sundo at around 8 in the evening.

The college buddy system is somewhat the same as the high school buddy system except in college, you smoke your lungs out in Agno, drink unlimited shakers of that red alcoholic drink in Green Place, follow the "love of your life" all over campus (and the vicinity surrounding it) and wait in line for tickets for the La Salle - Ateneo games in the Yuchengco lobby at 7 in the freakin' morning even if it means you both don't make it to your 8 and 9am classes. (AHHH SERIOUSLY THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE!)

Then came work. You find someone you can share your (rebellious) thoughts regarding your company with, someone you can trust to cover for you when you are late/absent/going undertime and someone you can bully into smoking downstairs and come back 2 hours after.

And then I decided to work from home... I still need someone to accompany me everywhere but there's no one here but my daughter and our kasambahay most of the time and obviously, they can't go to, say, Frankie's for a bottle - or two - of beer at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Which really sucks, especially when my period is coming up because my emotions are just all over the place and I just want my brain to shut down.

Here's why I am making a big deal out of this: I have 2 tickets for the special screening of Runner Runner in Shang tomorrow night (Again, thanks, Nuffnang Philippines and Globe!), a beer festival in Eastwood on Friday where Rico Blanco, Ely Buendia and a whole lot of musicians are gonna play and no one to enjoy them with. I know these are small things that I shouldn't be worrying about but I have my period and I'm usually overly dramatic when it's my time of the month.

Anyway, I know what the solution to this problem is: Friends. Simple, I know, but you have to understand that I don't really have that one friend who I can bring wherever I want to go, whenever I want to. That sounds selfish, I know, but that's what I want. A buddy who I can call up at weird hours and do weird (non-sexual) stuff with as long as my requests are reasonable (yeah, I'm not that selfish). I'll do the same for him/her, too, of course...

Good god, who'd want to spend time with me, right? Ugh.