It was one of those days where I wasn’t really feeling happy so I decided to go to any place where I can just be alone and think things through.
I decided to go to SM since this was a place where most of my childhood memories formed when it comes to Sunday outings with my family. After some walking around nothing seemed to fascinate me until I came across a familiar store but with a touch of modern look. Goldilocks.

Apparently they have come up with a whole new look and when I looked inside they had a whole new variety of goods.
There truly have been a lot of changes over the years. It makes me recall how it was so much simpler when our large family of seven were still always together. Despite the tight budget we were in, Dad always tried to save up to buy us little treats that everyone loved. It could be ice cream or other forms of sweet treats we rarely get to eat but one particular treat I found especially delicious. The Classic Polvoron.
So much has changed in my life the past few years yet some good things stay the way they are. (I’m typing this as I munch on a piece of the soft, powdery, milky polvoron)
The change that has happened in Goldilocks brings me to a change that I’ve been through over the years.. and so the story begins.
THE PAST
I wasn’t exactly the best looking fellow around school. In fact, I was not even close to good looking. I was fat, pimply, and clumsy. I had disheveled hair and so many pimple scars that people would often wonder if I was cosplaying the moon. (okay that’s an exaggeration)
Many people thought I was exaggerating the descriptions of my past physical appearance. Well you know what they say about pictures speaking a thousand words:

And there’s plenty where that came from. Normally I really wouldn’t care much about how I look because I really didn’t understand the need to look good. But one thing I do remember is that I had this HUGE crush on a girl. She wasn’t any girl. She was THE girl.

this was during prom; dane photobomb ftw!
Think of someone who is popular, Fil-Chi-Spanish, pretty eyes, long hair, smooth skin, laughter that can make rainbows appear, and a smile that can cure cancer. (yes I had a crush on her) Every guy wanted her. And of course that included me.
But what could a guy like me do? Take note that I spent 50-60% of my grade school and high school life in the library. I was such a bookworm that I found 3 books borrowing limit too low so I would borrow three books a day which I only read when I get home because I read other books in the library which I couldn’t borrow. Oh and I also won an award for most books borrowed. (yes I was that bad as a nerd)

Me with some of the choir members
Think that’s bad? Did I mention that I’m also a choir member (but now being part of a Glee club seems to be the in thing), I was one of those who did a below average performance in P.E. (I was even one of those who dreaded P.E. class), I was usually first to raise my hand in class oral exams (yet I did poorly in written exams), the only sport that I did okay was swimming because my huge surface area allowed me to float easily, AND to put the cherry on top of everything: I WAS THE SCHOOL YEARBOOK PHOTOGRAPHER. Now think “13 going on 30″ and “Close to You” by John Lloyd Cruz and Bea Alonso
Sounds familiar eh?
Well you can now tell what I guy like me did to get close to someone like her: I became her bestfriend
But I knew I couldn’t compete with those other guys she gushes about when she talks to me. I knew I couldn’t tell her what I really felt all those years so I kept my mouth shut and received blow after blow until my heart bled dry. (and I’m emo like that) So right after graduation I told her what I felt and ended our communication just like that. I know it sounds dramatic but hey, I couldn’t find any book with a step by step guide for best friends falling for best friends.
We saw each other occasionally like on birthdays but not much of the catching up. Fast forward to present time and this is where my story REALLY begins
THE PRESENT
A gazillion best friend-lover romance DVDs later I decided that there was no point on dwelling on the past and I decided to move on to the future. I started to involve myself in a more active lifestyle to lose the blubber.
I played badminton, got a dog so I could walk more often, went swimming and snorkeling, jogged more often, and even hiked whenever I could. Things did change right after that. Proof? Here are some pics:

I met new people, made new friends, traveled new places, learned new things and tried my best to be a changed person. In the end, I liked what I saw.
But despite having all these changes in my life I felt like I was still missing something. And then it happened…
“Hi ev…”
“Hi riz…”
And that conversation led to me and her meeting up again. When I did meet up with her I can’t help but notice that she was more beautiful than ever. We talked about all the good times and how things have changed a lot over the years. We talked about how I was crazy and gaga over her and so many things that would’ve been awkward over the years.

After our little conversation our friendship grew stronger than ever. I realized that me being best friends with her was not because I had a huge crush on her (okay so maybe that was a PART of why we became best friends). It was because we really could get along pretty well.
CONCLUSION
So there you have my true to life and life changing story.
Despite all my physical changes I still love to sing in a choir and I still think choirs are awesome. The Geek in me still enjoys gadgets and they’re on my wishlist every time I see a new one come out. I still LOVE to read books whenever I have the chance to do so and I’m still a photographer.
What I’m trying to say is that even if my exterior has undergone some major changes, what is inside still counts as the most important.
Just like Goldilocks. Even if the logo is new and even if there are new varieties of food, the same old classic goodness wrapped in that simple wrapper, remains the same good milky taste I enjoyed many years ago.
Many people would love a change for a thing or two when it comes to their lives.
But with Riz being part of my life I can say that life isn’t too good nor too bad. She’s what Goldilocks would say, “…is just right.”
