Get together with my long-time friends

    A day before my 21st birthday, I managed to make time today with and gather the people that I loved most--my two long-time friends, Enrico and Rea.

    I haven't been in touched with them for almost three years and this time around, I took the opportunity of the holiday tardiness that resulted to cancellation of class and use my free time to see them again. (I doubt I shouldn't have attended my class today; I waited for about six hours for nothing that even my Entreprenural class, which was the last of the seven subjects I have today.)

    We have been through a fast food and ate spaghetti (thing we never done before) and talk about the moments we are separated from each other and the and, of course, life talk that we miss doing for a long time.

    They change a lot—physically. We have not been speaking to each other for the last three years, but they are still the same person that I used to be with for the past 12 years of my life.

::Having fun in the
Enrico got the first place::

    ::Enrico:: was my first guy friend. He transferred to our school when we were in third grade. And, as I remember, he was the tallest among the boys and the first among the class to wear eyeglasses for medical reasons. I have never been too close to any boys in the class, except him. Actually, we became friends unintentionally; it was like the same ordinary, daily conversation together with the other classroom mates. And, we became comfortable with and get used to talk with each other each day. We are like the geeky type on the class before and we always feel awkward and teased by the bullies. Then, on, we always look up to each other's back like warriors with swords and shields (like a normal kids do, during our daydreaming hours). We never noticed, the years have passed and still, we got each other's back. That is why I really value the friendship we build together.

::preety Rea:

    ::Rea:: was a transferred student from Dubai. That was when we were in third year high school (/junior high/ last of the two years we had in high school). She came back to school late that was a month and a half after the start of the school year. At first, we feel unease because we thought she wasn't talking in Filipino language and we always teased each other, saying: "Nose bleed!" (It can't be said without ending a demonic laughter, ha ha!). Yes, she can speak Filipino language, but not fluent. We taught her of some common terms that she is not familiar with especially in our Filipino Literature subject, which even us are having a hard time dealing with the deeper words. She's three years older than all the girls in the class aside from her step sister, which is also our class mate. Though she is the eldest in the class, she always treated as the "Bunso" or the youngest and fragile (like a youngest sibling in a family). She is fragile in all aspects of her being—emotional. That is why we always smooth and careful with of her.

    We had an enjoyable night together—from arcade games, food, small talk, and most of all, the pleasure of having them, again, by my side after a long time. I am overwhelmed and delighted with this moment to the point that I almost cry, but I just stopped myself a hide the tears just not to break the momentum of each other's amusement.

    I am looking forward to another fun-fun Friday night with them, but this time, I am planning to invite my two best of girlfriends together, ::Joanna:: and ::Christine::.

    I think this is the best birthday gift that I had given myself—a gift that captivate my sentimental soul and an enchantment to my life.