People’s comments will always differ. Friends from College or my previous office, upon seeing me, would go, “Tumataba ka!” But High School friends take one look at me and say, “Naging slim ka!” I guess I’m on middle weight right now. Middle as in slimmer than high school, fatter than College. But at least everyone agrees on one thing – on my facial skin. Now I don’t know what the fuss is about. I certainly have not gone to any derma clinics, so if people ask me what I have done, I really don’t know if I should thank Makati’s tap water or St. Ives apricot scrub (which I have been using since review days) or my 2-liters-of-water-a-day therapy. Still, it’s better on the ego to hook up with High School classmates, which was what I did today, after such a long time.
Christopher was in Manila for an interview for Landbank, and he was thoughtful enough to text me “Hey, we’re meeting in Robinson’s Place Manila at 4pm..I hope you can bring Flisha’s badminton set because I’m leaving tomorrow.” When I looked at my watch it was 10 minutes before 4pm, and there I was in our apartment in Makati in my pambahay get-up and nowhere near ready. Thanks a lot, Chris. My 1-hour tardiness was therefore forgivable. When I got to Pancake House, I joined Raquel, her boyfriend Cyp, Kat, her brother Nikko and Chris at the table. Then the reminiscings about the good old high school days began.
First Raquel mentioned that she saw our High School classmate toot! applying for a job at their company. When she talked to him, he actually looked at her ID to see who she was because he didn’t know her anymore! Then when she told her officemate who was his College classmate about the annoying thing that just ensued (how her high school classmate didn’t even recognize her), the guy said, “How did he become your classmate? Didn’t he graduate from Ateneo High?” Apparently he never bothered to specify which Ateneo High and made people assume it was Ateneo de Manila.
Of course when the subject of toot! comes up, we can’t help but bring up his weirdest episode to date, the day he suddenly threw a rampage in Biology class and started chewing on his Bio book.
But of course, when our Bilology teacher is brought up, we also can’t help but bring up his weirdest episode, which was the day he stepped on some really smelly poop. For the entire two periods of his class we wondered where the bad smell came from and even started examining our own shoes. At the very end, when the last reporter delivered well, he said, “Tatlong bagsak, tatlong tadyak!” meaning, we were supposed to commend them with three claps and three stamps. He went along with us, and at his third stamp, the poop fell off his shoe and onto the floor. Eww!
But most of the talk centered on what we all (except for Cyp) had in common, including “Sir” Nikko who was the corps commander of the batch who trained us – yes, the good old COQC days. We just laughed and laughed when we talked about Tacadena fainting during formation and landing on his jaw; Chris “quitting” and writing a lengthy and dramatic farewell letter, only to come back later; Lindamor hiding in the grade school locker during ftx night; Katrina luckily missing reverse meals because she was KP (kitchen personnel) twice; Daniel fainting on the second floor ledge of the LRC building also during FTX night; Reynaldo the sunflower unconsciously following the sun’s movements during formation and getting us all punished; a cabinet falling over and landing on my leg during our last day; Donnel crying because he was tricked by officers and getting everyone (except him) punished…we were talking forever. I don’t think I will ever want to go through all that torture ever again, but I must admit, it was fun. It’s definitely fun to talk about it.
Darn it. Now I miss my High School pals. What are they all up to, I wonder? Everytime we talk, we come up with zero married people. Tsk tsk..as what Sir Lem, my fave Lit teacher once called us, NERDS! 🙂
Can’t wait to see them all again. A Christmas reunion is definitely in order.