What I intend to do since turning double...

(Somewhere in El Nido 2015)

Wikipedia defines "Frenemy" (less commonly spelled "frienemy") as a portmanteau of "friend" and "enemy" that can refer to either an enemy pretending to be a friend or someone who really is a friend but also a rival.

 But wait... what is portmanteau? a blend in linguistics,^[1] is a combination of taking parts (but not all) of two (or more) words or their sounds (morphemes) and their meanings into a single new word.^[1][2][3] The word comes from the English term "portmanteau luggage" for a piece of luggage with two compartments, itself derived from the French portemanteau (from porter [to carry] and manteau [coat])

Who are my frenemies?

      The neighbor whose drainage comes out of the sidewalk and goes down the street, which makes my sidewalk wet all the time even during summer, is a frenemy.  The other neighbor whose maid turns on their radio at 7 am and sings along is also a frenemy.  The neighbors who park their cars in front of my house ‘forever’ are my frenemies. (They don’t park in their garages!)

      The ex-friend who used to hitch a ride home in our MB everyday when we were in fourth year high school; The ex-friend who used to borrow money for tuition in med school; The ex-friend who borrowed my Principles of Internal Medicine book; (she did pay back her loan and returned the book …) who btw, has deleted and blocked me in FB is my frenemy She’s user friendly and I’d be better off deleting her from my mind and consider her inexistent.

       The classmate who enticed me to invest in her dollar trading business, who promised huge interests, then failed to deliver the earnings and issued rubber checks is a frenemy.  Her “intelligent” bff who advised her not to return my dollars because it’s a failed investment and accused me of being a usurer is also a frenemy.   I guess her bff isn’t smart at all.  Hubby sued for estafa and she settled in court, after receiving a warrant of arrest, mug shots and finger prints taken.  Soon the court decision will be made public for the www to read.  Her arrogant bff who I despise more than the estafadora, the one who threatened me with libel when I mentioned about this issue in FB, the one asking for nominations on who will be in charge of the 40^th batch reunion and asked not to be nominated is despicable!  What the …??? The reunion is more like two years from now. There’s more to life than reunions.

       There are actually three more frenemies on my list ...1:  the one who claims to be “god’s gift to men”, 2: her bff -the adulterer, and the 3: the  “bagaholic”.  I do not wish to write about them anymore since I have written about them extensively in my previous blogs. "They are so yesterday." (borrowed quote from a collegue).

       The enemy of my friend is my frenemy. 
     The friend of my enemy is also my frenemy.

     If you don’t like me, I don’t like you too!!!

     Close the door, bolt it and keep it that way.

(Somewhere in El Nido)

Life is so much simpler and quieter with only a few friends. It’s true that frenemies make me stronger.  But, I take such a long time to heal the holes in my heart. It is extremely sad when I feel so alone in the midst of so many.  Since I turned double three months ago, I promised myself to do the following:  

* Avoid big groups.

* Return calls or text back only those who remember.

* Be with truthful / honest people. 

* Spend my time with the two boys who love me most.

* Stay home.

* Paint. Read. Write. Blog.

* Travel less since I've “been there and done that…”. 

* To always remember that long years of friendship don’t count. 

* I used to say ... love those who love you back. I've raised my standards a bit. I will only love back those who love me.

(Somewhere in El Nido)

(Late blog post of my thoughts when I turned 55 last February. Some sort of Chinese New Year Resolution. Better late than never. )