Girl Code: See You Again

Sam, Rae, Charlie, and Lissa bid you farewell-for now.


Sam's Diary

Dear Diary,

I saw Ben today! It was great. He showed up late and was a bit aloof about everything, but he sort of warmed up after he saw that I wasn't there to brag about how good my life has been without him. We just caught up over coffee and talked about what our lives have beenlike the past few weeks. It was actually really nice. I miss having a boyfriend but I feel so much better knowing that Ben and I are okay, and that we actually can probably be friends—contrary to popular belief.


It's been a while since we broke up but I guess it's true what they say about time healing all wounds. I wasn't devastated when we ended things, but it just feels like a weight was lifted off my shoulders now that I know we're okay. I do feel a bit drawn to him again... I guess I will always have a soft spot for us. I wanted to text him when I got home, but I can't ruin all my progress and break my "single promise" to myself. Mom told me that she's only had two boyfriends her entire life, and that dad was her second, and that if she could redo anything, she would've taken more time to be single and enjoy her youth.

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Ben told me that he doesn't actually think our break up was my fault. I guess those were the words I was looking for the past few weeks. I always knew it wasn't my fault but my pride hoped that he thought so, too. I didn't want to be the reason our three-year relationship went down the drain, but I kind of realize now that of course I was part of the reason. We both were. Sometimes a relationship just runs dry if you don't nurture it.


No regrets though. I will always have Ben to thank for the past three years.

Time to focus on myself. Step 1? Hit the gym. LOL.




Chat between Rae and Charlie

Charlie: Hi Rae! Sorry, this message is just so out of the blue, but could I bother you for a minute?


Rae: Charlie? Yeah, sure. What's up?

Charlie: Ahhh, thanks! Okay, so as you probably know, the Grad Ball is coming up... Well, I was wondering if I could ask James. Just as a friend. Awkward, I know, but you guys dated, so yeah, I just want to be polite.

Rae: Oh shoot... I'm sorry, Charlie. I thought James told you.

Charlie: Told me what?

Rae: This is awkward, but James already asked me, and I kinda already said yes.

Charlie: Ah, I wasn't aware of that. Recently?

Rae: Just a few days ago. I'm sorry. :(

Charlie: Oh, that's cool.

Charlie: But hey, CONGRATS! :) I'm happy for you guys, really!

Rae: I don’t know what to say... Are you okay?

Charlie: Well, I just expected him to tell me something as grand as that. At least ask for my help or something, I don’t know.

Charlie: I thought he trusted me


Charlie: Hahaha, wait, sorry for suddenly being so emo

Rae: No, no, it's fine. I can imagine how weird this must be for you. I'm up to listen if you wanna talk about it. But if you don't, that's fine, too.

Charlie: I'm seriously seriously happy for you two though. :) He makes you happy, right? Well, you make him the happiest guy in the world, and he deserves nothing less than that—especially at his Grad Ball. It's a win-win situation! :)

Rae: He does. As much as I hate to admit it, he makes me happier than anyone else can.

Rae: Thanks for understanding, Charlie. I know this is weird, so thanks for being so cool about this.

Rae: But anyway, are you still going to Ball?

Charlie: Well, maybe, but I'm not really sure who to take right now. Hahaha weeeww

Rae: Maybe I can help you!! I'm not exactly the most popular kid, but being a school photographer has its perks. I can scope out the cute guys without looking like a weird stalker with a camera.


Charlie: Really??!! You’ll do that?

Charlie: Omg, I’m really sorry for bothering you with this!

Charlie: I mean, you don’t have to help me!!

Rae: I want to! Seriously, I do. Do you have a type? Tall? Dark? Smart?

Charlie: My type… Hmm, I don’t really mind much about “types”. I just really want to be comfortable during Grad Ball.

Rae: Hm… that’s tough to test from looks alone. Do you have someone in particular in mind? That’d help me filter out the guys.

Charlie: Well, I mean.. there is this other guy..

Charlie: But I just met him!


Rae: Who is he?

Rae: Is he your type?

Charlie: Yes, I feel extremely comfortable around him!

Charlie: BUT. I. JUST. MET. HIM.

Rae: So what?! I’m not an expert at dating, but you’re stunning. And sporty. Any guy would kill to have you make the first move.


Charlie: Ugh, I’ll think about it. I crossed him out of my list long ago, because I can just imagine slow dancing with him…

Charlie: Being kilig ain’t so pretty on me

Rae: Girl, with that face, anything is pretty on you

Rae: But I’m kinda nervous about the slow dancing, too. It’s been a while since I talked to James.

Charlie: I bet you and James will be fine! Psh, you two, slow dancing? That’s probably the best pair ever.

Rae: Kilig isn’t even in my vocabulary. I’d look like an idiot. Crap. I don’t even have a dress yet. Maybe I should just skip Ball? James will understand, right?

Charlie: Hahahahha! Are you kidding me? Kilig looking bad on you?

Charlie: Girl, you never look bad!!!!

Charlie: EVER.

Rae: :P whatever, Charlie.

Charlie: If you don’t mind me asking, how did you fall for James?
Charlie: Sorry for being so cheesyyyyyyy


Rae: I don’t think it was just one thing that made me fall for him. The little things just added up. But I remember the moment I realized it was real! It was during one of his basketball games. Against the Rockets, I think. He was sprinting, then he had a really, really bad fall—so bad that the entire gym just stopped breathing. When he stood up and said he was okay, that’s when I knew I was in love.

Rae: Now I’M sorry for being cheesy!

Charlie: Wow, that’s so beautiful. Extremely inspiring. At least I know I’m not the only one who feels that way.

Rae: Feeling inspired to ask the lucky guy now?


Rae: Brian???

Charlie: Oh no… Hahaha, please don’t tell anyone!



Rae: Hahah. My lips are sealed, but judging from the way he drools when you pass by, I’m sure he’d say yes.

Rae: Wait, don’t you have a game tomorrow?

Charlie: Oh gosh, it’s so late! I’m planning to jog in the morning and do some practice drills, gotta sleep soon!

Rae: Oh ok! No prob. Good night. Thanks for being so cool about this, Charlie. :)

Charlie: Before I go to bed, I just wanted to say thank YOU! I didn’t expect this conversation to turn out like this. I wish I’d gotten to know you more back then. Anyway, I’m just pretty grateful for the outcome of this convo, even if I didn’t expect it at all. Hehe thank you again! Good night! :)


My To-Do List:

[x] Kiss a complete stranger.

[ ] Grow an indoor plant. Keep said plant alive. 


[x] Perfect your recipe for apple crumble pie.

[ ] Get a master’s degree abroad.

[ ] Join that boxing competition your trainer keeps telling you about.

[ ] Read TIME Magazine’s top 50 books of all time. (17/50)

[ ] Do something crazy with your hair. (Options: pastel pink, pixie cut, or shaved on the sides.)

[x] Travel to another country alone.

[ ] Stand up for a stranger you encounter during your commute.

[ ] Go vegan for a month.

[ ] Volunteer in at least three outreach programs this year. (2/3)

[x] Let Sam get you drunk. Like, last-night-was-a-complete-blur drunk.

[x] Power through six plates at a buffet.

[ ] Learn to surf.

[ ] Meet one of your online friends in real life.

[ ] Give your condo the complete overhaul it so direly needs.

[x] Fall in love, for real, for once...and not worry about the repercussions.

[x] Run away. Not for good. But for you.

I wonder when you’ll see me again... I wonder when I’ll see myself again.


But I made a promise to myself, and I’m not backing out this time.









About the author
Niña Alvia
Girl Code author
Eighteen-year-old Niña was never a Team Captain, nor was she a part of any National Team (spoiler alert!), but her world revolves around sports. Now she lives vicariously through the character of Charlie, tackling issues such as teenage angst and struggling with change. Niña is a Sport Studies major in UP Diliman, and may look familiar to UAAP fans as this season's Courtside Reporter for UP. Aside from writing quick reports about the UAAP games, she blogs about her personal musings along with her sartorial attempts on ninaalvia.blogspot.com. Her favorite writers are Margaret Zhang, a blogger, and J.K. Rowling.
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Joanna Kennedy
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As a former member of the Candy Council of Cool, Joanna is no stranger to writing for Candy Magazine. Inspired by fleeting expressions, old photographs, song lyrics, and illustrations, she started writing on a private blog at the age of 14. While it started off as a hobby, the daily practice of writing short fiction turned into a full-blown passion. Aside from writing, she owns a bar named Walrus, works in events, and is a travel junkie! Frequently found soaking up the Philippines' beaches, her next travel dream is to hike in the Himalayas and backpack across Mongolia on horseback.
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Chandra Pepino
Girl Code author
Chandra is 20 years old, a graduate of Ateneo de Manila University, and a writer for Candy Magazine and Real Living online. She writes to heal herself, not from pain, but from curiosity—the world is mad and cold, but writing warms her soul. You will find her nose buried in the works of Chuck Palahniuk and Haruki Murakami, but in real life, her loved ones are her muses. Lissa is, in a lot of ways, Chandra’s twin, and yet her polar opposite: she is impulsive, introverted, and very, very hard on herself. But Lissa is also loyal to her friends, and when she finally falls in love, you’ll find that she falls hard and fast. If you ever see Chandra in person, say hello. She'd love to have coffee with you. Conversations are her favorite.
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Gaby Flores
Girl Code author
When she's not taking three-hour naps, watching makeup vlogs, or drowning in microscope slides of 48-hour chick embryos, Gaby spends her downtime with her jammies on and her nose in a book. As a self-confessed bibliophile, reading has always been her first love, and it's been that way for as long as she can remember. It started as an addiction to Dr. Seuss' Bartholomew and the Oobleck when she was barely three years old, and it has grown into a fervent love for the written word. In fact, it's from her favorite book, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro, that she gets the inspiration to write about someone so radically different from her: Rae. Writing each chapter as the soft-spoken, sensitive Rae is a challenge for someone as effervescent as Gaby, but she takes it the way she does an impossible Embryology exam: with a prayer, a lot of verve, and the excitement of venturing into the unknown.

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This is a drawing and a poem I’ve made for a summer love. Our time together was short-lived but the feelings were not.

“God’s Gift”

On a platform we stand

Faces seen all in a blur

Relentless searching led by a spur

To find someone, to feel something

Aren’t we fools to waste away time?

To look for one man’s treasure

Somewhere as ephemeral, as fragile

As a bond built in crime

But aren’t we just like every weary heart?

Hoping for an oasis

In the midst of the desert

Wanting to quench our thirst

Aren’t we all like frosted windows

Of old and battered houses on winter?

Wishing for the sun to give us warmth

To melt the facade so we can show what the inside is made

Aren’t we maven pretenders?

A Casanova? A Temptress? Who made us this way?

A sly fox? A ruthless hunter?

Let down the walls, It’ll be okay

Rushed for a hug, now no hesitating

Engulfed by a sense of bliss or was it longing? Eyes wide-open,

Stepping on a quicksand I embraced the fall into the deep end

Gazed at you lying there unaware With you, found something rare I swear

Realization dawning as loud as a thunder

As the Beating of your heart put me into a deep slumber

Waking up from this reverie

Truth slapped me back to reality

Two worlds so different, now I see If only I could I’d be anything and anyone you need me to be I’m the ludicrous clown, you see

Thought if I ruin it first I’d be free

From the doubts brought by my own insecurity I was so wrong,

What a tragicomedy Brought by the month of April

We rushed the ticking of clock to May Hands interlocked

Weaved skin to skin on a rainy day But when June came to say hello, all went dark grey

What was once there ceases to exist Like the wilting of a flower

Once so beautiful, so full of life Now turned into dust by death’s kiss

Unbounded joy brought by your presence

Paralleled with the perennial ache of your absence Yearned for and offered seventh heaven

Now the heart weeps for evanescence

A mirage, to be the fair maiden The sorrow to find out I’d end up our own villain

But all’s well for you are but a distant dream Gamaliel, You are, I knew it from the very beginning .

Written by me, the one-shot story

Coffee is about a girl who used to cherish moments with someone in a cafe. Sometimes, a simple drink can leave an imprint on someone's mind. ____________________________________________


It's been a year since my boyfriend and I broke up. I love him and he loves me too but things just didn't worked  the way it should be. Now I'm heading at the cafe where we started and ended. I have no choice but to go there after all it was made up of both happy and sad memories. But that's life , right? We can't be happy all the time. Challenges come and hearts can break. But it doesn't just end there.

"One signature coffee , please." I said as I ordered from the cashier.

"What size?" she asked.

"Small." I said.

Then she took my payment and I headed towards the seat near the window. A window seat.... for two. The cafe was surprisingly full tonight unlike the past few days.

Again, I have no choice but to sit on that window seat. It is where we sit often. It is our seat. Our place. There are a lot of couples at the cafe and wow I'm alone. There's a part of me which says you should be happy because he's not the only guy in this world. Another part of me says you're still hurt so don't pretend to be happy. The truth is , I am both happy and sad.  I'm happy because we're both free and we can focus more in our careers. But I'm sad because I'm not the other half of his heart anymore. I'm sad because I let him go even though I still love him. I'm sad because I can't see him. I'm sad because I can't share this relaxing coffee shop where we can chill with the aromatic smell of the coffee.

"Small signature coffee?" the waitress said as she serves my coffee.

"Yes. Thank you." I said.

"Since you're a regular customer here, we would like to give you this item for free." the waitress said. She handed me a purple journal with the name of the cafe on it and a pen.

"Oh thanks." I said .

"Enjoy your coffee!" she said.

I took advantage of using the freebies from the cafe. A window seat is also a bonus in inspiring me to write something. While sipping my coffee my brain and my heart began to function smoothly.

And so I wrote: My coffee has been cold lately, I can't feel anything after taking a sip and there's no heat to leave a pain on my lips. And it was a relief. But then, I remember one thing about sipping a cold coffee instead of a hot one: cold coffee doesn't leave you any marks when you sipped it, just like a blunt feeling. But a hot coffee will leave you a remarkable pain from the heat which reminds you that you are alive to feel....

I closed the journal and stared at the window. He was the coffee. The hot coffee. No matter how our breakup hurt me, he left me a mark and a lesson to learn. A hot coffee can be a challenge too or an obstacle. They all made you feel that you are alive. That you can go on with your life. You can still stand up. Love taught me to move forward. He taught me to be stronger. He is love.

Belley Marie A day ago


One of the proudest things as a fan is the feeling that you are part of their growing fandom and stardom. From streaming their songs online, watching their music videos, TV guestings, collecting photocards, albums, lightsticks, attending to their concert and fan meetings surely, you're a fan! But there's a problem, MONEY.

It's really heartbreaking when you hear that members of your favorite band are coming and their concert is just around the corner but here you are thinking of how to sell one of your kidneys just to go to their concert (kidding).That no matter how much you try to save, it will never be enough for a ticket because you are only a student who has limited resources or if you're an adult, you have bills to pay. So joining a "team bahay" livestream is your last resort, but sometimes even those links don't work!

Of course if there's team bahay there's also "team airport/ team labas", fans who waits at the airport hoping to see their idols upon their arrival. How we wish we could also attend and be part of it, something like shouting their names, fanchants then cry out of happiness while waving their lightsticks or banners. What a concept isn't?

Hey, cheer up! being broke doesn't make you any less of a fan. Know that there are other ways to support and love them. For sure our idols have the same and equal love to us no matter what "team" we belong (team concert, team airport/labas and team bahay).Maybe for some people, they might think we are being overly dramatic without knowing that for us fans, their existence itself and music saved us and made us happy once in our lives. -Gwy June 16,2020

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