Independence Day

For the next two months I will be staying at my friend's place in Pasig. Ok, commute would be hell, riding the cab alone would cost me most of my lunch money. But reconnecting with my friend would be all worth it plus she says she needs me there so enough said. Plus, I get to practice some independence and learn to do household chores to boot.

So yesterday, I eagerly packed my things and went over. The place was even more far than I expected and so... provincial. You cannot go anywhere without forking over at least 50 bucks for the trike. Oh well, I guess we can't just have it all. On the other hand, my friend's place looks awesome - just big enough for us and cozy. The place is tastefully decorated, with just enough furnitures so as not to overpower the rooms. We have one bedroom (which we will share), a living room, a dining room and kitchen, a wash room and t&b - not bad for a 40sqm something unit. Palmdale has it's own laundry shop, convenience store and water refilling station, pretty much everything we need (except for gas which we forgot to order so we had to live by fastfood and bread and canned goods for a day or two). We could also take a dip at their swimming pool but that's for another day as we still have some preparing the house to live in to to do.

So after eating lunch and resting for a bit, we went back to the mall to get some groceries and industrial fan (both of us not used to airconditioning when we sleep). This is when we found out about the trike fare btw. Cab fare from Megs was P110 - a lot cheaper than the trike fare definitely. After a long, tiring day, welcome to our humble abode.

Sex and the City (And now there were four...)

It's been so long since the last time we've been together - the last one was a very short one at that. We used to spend every day together just hanging out - sharing memories and laughter. Ten years past, and here we are together again. We still enjoy each other's company, we still like the same things, w still talk like there's no tomorrow, laugh at each other's silliness. And yet somehow we are different.

There are only four of us now instead of the original six (GIRLYS combined from the 3rd letter of our first names). One of us just got back from Singapore for good after living there for a good two years. She has one kid, a smart girl who's getting prettier by the day. It's also good to know that after years of searching, she's found someone whom she could spend the rest of her life with. Another just gave birth to a cute, little boy. Although the love life's a bit turbulent now, I'm sure (and she confirms it) that the kid was all worth it. Now she has someone whom she could love fully and be loved back unconditionally. One has a nice, little family of her own already. A fully reformed husband and three adorable kids (two of whom share the same birthday and no they're not twins). Although life has been difficult, I'm glad that they were able to survive everything intact (sorry you missed this). And then there's me. Coming from a bad breakup with my college sweetheart recently, I'd say I bounced back prettily. I now have a loving honey who mean the world to me. No, I don't have a kid yet, but my friends' kids are enough for now. We are all still the same - the charming one, the mother figure and the baby.

"Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends."~ Richard Bach