I met with a few of my classmates in high school last Friday night. As we were gossiping about the latest batch headlines and laughing over the same old jokes and the familiar anecdotes, I cannot help but marvel at how simultaneously entrenched and in flux we all are. We haven’t changed. But we also did. Mariflor came with her husband, Basil came without his ever famous mustache, and Jennifer and I came with our curls. There’s Avegail, a classmate from grade school to college, who leads a life of heroic endurance. How she struggles--and gracefully survives--as a single mother to her three kids humbles me. There’s Anne Marie who amazed me with how warm she really is. The air of distance that used to keep her closeted from the rest of us is gone. Vona, the batch’s beauty title holder, is as beautiful as ever. I wonder how she does it.
Here are our pictures (left picture, from left to right: Avegail, Mariflor, Jennifer, Anne Marie, Basil Oscar, me, and Vona).
And with Aileen two days after:
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"We haven’t changed. But we also did." - Very true. Whenever my old friends and long lost friends would get together, we feel as if it's just yesterday. It's the same old us despite the changes that transpired in each others lives. I miss my friends back home. =(
the friendships we make in childhood are truly special, don't you think?
two days later and no curls. :)
i took a bath and it flattened out!! :)
looking at the photos you posted- i can't help but smile =)
being with old-time friends is like a breath of fresh. :)
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