We all need to remember

Friends of the yore seem to be appearing everywhere, and have a common denominator whenever I ask what their future plans are: to migrate in some other country.

Just this morning I saw my good friend Pia who is on her final year in college taking up Nursing. I told her about my previous conversations with our other friends, and she said that she’s planning on the same thing. The exodus of these talented—not to mention kind, kind, people—just saddens me beyond belief.

I’ll be seeing my college barkada tonight. At the rate our yahoo groups exchange has been going lately, this reunion of sorts might run a marathon of days. A year after college seemed to have changed a lot—some reaching a distance I never knew possible after just one fucking year. Maybe we all just need to be together. I think we all need to remember.


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My sister celebrated her birthday last night and during our family dinner at Alabang something funny happened that got me and my sisters into an endless fit of laughter. In the middle of relaxed conversation something just went braaaat--and we would later realize it was just my mom burping. It happened again a few minutes later after we caught our breaths steady, thus starting another round of mirth. And I realized then that it was the first time I ever heard my mom burp, which was queer considering we're constantly together. Always, always a first time for everything I guess.