I therefore conclude that it’s hard to say NO (for some) . . .

Honestly, this has got to be one of the WTF moments (for the first part) yet fresh (for the latter part) events I've been to.

My friends and I planned on getting together after Christmas so we can all catch up on what's going on with our lives after 10 years of graduating from high school. We've talked about it for a month yet the main plan didn't push through (we were supposed to attend Nostalgia, which was our HS alumni homecoming, yet we decided not to because it was expensive and we were not close with most of the confirmed attendees).

Christmas … I constantly reminded everyone about where and when to meet the following day. All of them replied, very eager for the meet up.

December 26 … I had to take a cab going TriNoma in order to make it on time. Unfortunately, I was still late because I had to stop by the National Bookstore and I bought safety pins to cover my dress that was showing off much of my chest. Clari (HS friend and batch mate) was already there and Alex (College friend and HS batch mate) sent me a message saying that he would be late. Our meeting time was 4PM in Starbucks. Clari got there on time. I was late for an hour. Alex got there maybe 2 or 3 hours later. Clari and I started calling our other friends to ask where they were because we did not receive any update during our wait time.

I called Ferdi (HS friend and 4th yr classmate) asking him where he was and he said that he doesn't have money. I told him that he can just get enough for the commuting expenses then we will shoulder the food cost. We just want him to be there because it is a once-in-a-blue-moon chance that we all get together. We had to call him several times, persuading him to come but money was an obstacle for him. He said his flat was within walking distance to the MRT station in Guadalupe. An MRT ticket from there going to the North Avenue station doesn't even cost P15. I don't get how someone with a job would be completely broke — as in zilch. We then resolved that we would just pick him up in Shaw. Good thing Alex brought his car.

Clari called Toni (HS friend and 4th yr classmate) to ask where she was. Lo and behold, she said she's in Laguna. She said she was there for an extended vacation. I was like WTF?! Last time I checked Facebook, she even asked if she could bring her daughter along because no one could babysit. We agreed. We're used to having her little girl tagging along and it's not a new sight nor a burden for us. I got disappointed and furious because she didn't inform us ahead of time. We were patiently waiting for her and she didn't even give us any text message. We had to spend cellphone load to call her in order to know what was happening. She sent us a text message saying sorry a few minutes right after the call. Sorry always comes later. It doesn't do much, though.

Clari and I then called Vincent (College friend and HS batch mate) to ask where he was. He was very active replying in Facebook so we were thinking that if there's someone who'd surely come, it would be him. Unfortunately, like Toni, he's got reasons — more like excuses — of his own. Alex said that Vincent spent all his money buying gifts and he's got nothing left for our get-together. I was doing the WTF expression again. You know something's coming and you're looking forward to it. Why not save nuff money for it, right? Whatever the reasons were, it was still a hassle because he made us expect. During that time that we called him, he said that he's in Greenhills shopping with his sister. I told him that we're going to fetch Ferdi in Shaw so we can come pick him up too. We suggested that he go to Ortigas and we'll meet him there. He said he's got no money. We asked him to borrow money from his sister. He said his sister didn't approve of it. We asked Alex if it's okay for him to drive going to Greenhills and he said it's fine. Vincent then said that he's only wearing shorts. We told him that it's okay. He then said that he wasn't able to properly ask permission from his mom. Again, WTF?!

It's a common trait of Filipinos to say "No" in a different manner and it sucks people in a fucking guessing game. We did our part in making this get-together work. I was furious but I was also in my nice dress and I won't let any mishap ruin our night. I told Clari that enough is enough. "Wag pilitin. Baka dumugo." (Don't force. It may bleed.) then we took off.

I understand that we all have different priorities. What I don't understand is that why didn't they have the initiative to tell us about what's going on which would have prevented us from being like sitting ducks waiting for people who will not arrive? We had to spend cellphone load to call them in order to know what was happening. Apart from the money shelled out from calling and texting, the time and effort it took us to lie in wait was a pain in the butt. Really… Annoying … What they did was unfriendly.

Harsh? Bitter? Who can blame me for feeling this way? It's a "cause and effect" thing. A good friend understands… but a good friend will not do anything intentionally to disappoint his or her friend too.


Anyway, moving on…

Around 7PM, we left TriNoma and went to Star Mall. We waited for Ferdi in ChowKing. He arrived about 5-10 minutes after we ordered food. After a brief chat, we then met Ferdi's boyfriend who tagged along as well.

BTW, I called Dada and told him that we'll push through with our post-Christmas date the following morning and we can finally exchange gifts! Weeee~~~

Ferdi showed us this restaurant in Ermita called Cowboy Grill. The food was delicious and very affordable. There was too much so we had Ferdi take home the leftovers. Clari, alex and I also pitched in for Ferdi and his boyfriend's bill. He said he'll just treat us out next time around. It was the first time I tasted the Margarita. It was nice but I didn't want to get drunk. My body is not acecpting liquor yet. There were also two gay stand-up comedians who continuously entertained us with their green and wacky retorts. Ferdi also sang a few songs and everyone was all ears. I still admire his singing voice. Really amazing!

Around 12:30AM, we left the resto. We dropped off Ferdi and his bf in Quezon Avenue.  Around 1:30AM, we reached our house. I showed Alex and Clari my cosplay pics and told them stories about random stuff. They left around 2AM.

I uploaded photos from my camera and I wrote this blog. Time stamp is "4:29 AM 12/27/2009"

Meeepp! After this blog, I gotta take a nap and by 7AM I should wake up and get prepared for my date with Dada!


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It’s been a while . . .

Leidi and I did some shopping the whole afternoon in SM North before she went home and I headed to SM Fairview.

Around 7PM, I met up with my old high-school friend, Claribelle. Toni, Bareng and Daqs were not able to make it. Toni attended a mass, Daqs went to Australia and Bareng never replied.

Clari and I had dinner in Tokyo Tokyo then headed to Starbucks to have more chitchat. It's been a long time since we last saw each other and four hours were not enough to tell stories about our lives. I had so much fun squeezing ten years of gossip into an instant! I revealed to her some things that was unknown to her — post-highschool crushes, karma to the maniacs and bullies, untrue friends, etc.

We both agreed that many people have changed — including us. Some heartthrobs became nobodies, some nerds became hotties, some became gays, some became lesbians. Some are successful with work, love and life while some are not. Despite the changes, we have not deviated much from the beliefs we had during our teenage years. The traits we had then are still a part of us. We are still playful yet true to ourselves.

I told her that I already have a dress for the Alumni Homecoming and I will surely go if they would too. She said she was anxious because we're not that close to other batch-mates and we might not enjoy it. I told her that the food and ambiance would be enough to cover that! LoL!

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Trash . . .


I found one of my old diaries while I was cleaning my room. That diary contained mostly what happened during my first year in college. Some are good, some are bad, some are enraging…

I told Dan that I wanted to get even with the people who bullied us in school, since a lot of them thought of us as unpopular nerds. Dan said being bitter is a waste of time and plotting revenge would be like fighting pieces of trash.

He said that some of those who bullied us are now in much worse situations. One of them is now a drug addict, two or three of them got impregnated during college, some of them became mere salespeople.

I guess he has a point. Even if we served as laughing stock during those days, we should also be thankful that we did not end up like them.

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