Attempt #1 from this entry.

From Top to Bottom (L-R): Me, Joanayna, Jen, Ann K., Nina, Marich, Michie and Den
Chilli's Tomas Morato, 11.10.05

This was the only night out I can seriously brag about ever since I got married. Not that Edil wasn't letting me go out. But since there were morning and evening sicknesses to endure and work and keeping the house to think about, there was hardly enough time for anything.

But this one was for the books. One, it was first time since God knows when that we were complete. Joanayna was finally able to come, after how many XXX years after high school (1997). And even if two were (already) medical clerks, one a new mommy and others busy with their own lives, I was glad we just got together to talk about…almost everything and yet nothing. Do you ever feel like that?

It was as if we never left high school. I knew the minute I arrived they were there already. They were laughing their hearts out! There was still the jumping from one topic to another, clustering in small conversations (especially if the the main “speaker”'s story is something you know of already), and generally just reminiscing and reminiscing.

High School life was something I always wished to have savored every moment of, instead of just breezing through. When I was 15, all I could think about was conquering the world and finding the man of my dreams. These friends were the only ones who were ever really constant in my life, who were my friends since 4th grade, who stayed and found something constantly nice about me despite everything. I had a major attitude problem way back. It just wasn't that I was mean or anything, I just was the type who liked to be independent and generally liked to be alone. The closest friends I have either moved away unconsciously or consciously, grew apart from me, or worst, ended up fighting with me (not that I was not to blame, I was 50% at fault at times.)

These guys, they were always there.
And more than 10 years after, I'm still here for them. Even if there will be no SMS nor e-mail for six months straight, one SMS of “Gie, may problema ako” or “Coffee tyo?” and I just know, and I will automatically be free c”,)

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