Reunited..

and it feels so good
Reunited 'cause we understood...
There's one perfect fit
And, sugar, this one is it
We both are so excited
'Cause we're reunited....

As the song goes, it really does feel good if you get to bond once again with friends you seldom meet and moreso, friends you've seen for ages..doesn't it?

Reunion #1:

As I was busy editing my blog entry yesterday, a Yahoo Messenger (YM) conference invitation was initiated by an elementary classmate with the note: "Kahit dito man lang tayo sa chat mag-reunion...". I immediately joined the conference and I was just so glad to see the nicks of my St. Paul School Makati 6th grade classmates. I didn't have a hard time figuring out and associating their nicks from their real persona as I do have a good memory of my elementary years. Show me their pics and I can surely acquaint you their full names..and for some, middle names even. I could even narrate my advisers' names from the 1st until 6th grade. I could recall all 6 sections I belonged to yearly. Ask me about my college blockmates, I've only got a handful of memories to share. Hehe! Selective memory? I don't know..perhaps, I did enjoy my innocent youthful elementary years more than my tertiary days where you have to be dead serious.

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12 years is indeed a long time. We haven't got a one big reunion except for a classmate's wake 2 yrs ago, but the attendance is not that much. We were like only 14 then..we didn't get to bond so well as it's so ironic to celebrate in a wake. Looking into the coffin, I'm sure Cynthia felt so happy, wherever she is, to see her former classmates get to see each other again. Another small reunion was also organized last year at Red Box Greenbelt. But then again...only 11 out 0f 50 were there.

Back with the YM conference:

I'm so ecstatic to see my elementary bestfriend, Cindy there. She's bound to fly next month for US to pursue her nursing career.

Konch, a close buddy and one of those brainy members of the Siopao Gang (of which I was also a member..called such 'coz we love eating siopao for recess, then), is getting married this October. She's doing well with the wedding preparations and they're about to engaged with the hardest part of the preps..ang bayaran!

Haze, who used to be a bus mate, (or should I say servicemate? it's not a bus po eh, a tamaraw van) works with yehey.com and is already a mother to one-yr old cute baby. By twist of fate, I get to chat and interact with this lady through weddingsatwork as she's also bound for a church wedding soon. Her blog is also one of those I round frequently.

Jem, whom I fondly remember as the tomato girl in the class 'coz her face easily turns so red as a kamatis whenever she blushes, works for Mapua and is getting pataba ng pataba daw. That's quite a surprise as she was a patpatin like me way back elementary days.

Sige lang..laugh your hearts out.."bata pa si sabel pictures"

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to stay that long on the chatroom as I need to get dressed for another reunion.

Reunion #2:

At 5:30 pm, I made my way to Convergys (ayala) to meet up with my bestfriends-ex-colleagues from Contactpoint. I met with Jojo (have a guy appetite trapped in a woman's body and a fellow "i love rice" advocate), Bel (the group's Jimmy Santos because of her contagious shrieking way of laughing) and Chi (my ever reliable seatmate and checker of the payable vouchers I did). Unable to meet with us was Angie (the group's baby whose squeamish of pork..nah she's a Catholic but just have the tongue of a Muslim), because of her graveyard shift.

We stuffed ourselves of My Little Kitchen's food at Greenbelt (yummy!) and tired our throats of non-stop giggling and chit chats. I shared of how I'm doing as a new wife, Chi updated us with her intriguing love story, Bel just shrieking every now and then and told some stories, too..and Jojo just stuffed her tummy with food (hehe! joke lang Jo). I met these crazy girls at Contactpoint way back 2003 but sadly separated our ways for better opportunities outside a struggling call center. Bel and Jojo are now with Convergys, Angie transferred to El Nido but just recently resigned and moved back to a call center, Ambergris. Chi went to IBM, resigned, joined Angie in El Nido but later on moved back to IBM. While me on the other hand, got hired by Globe Telecom and after two years, here I am..a temporary bum...taking a much deserved break..and loving it!

I forgot to bring my digital cam, thus no proofs how crazy we were last night. I also forgot to bring our wedding mini-album (that's what you get for rushing) which chi would've loved to see as she missed our wedding last December.

Our bonding was cut short when Paul picked me up at Greenbelt as we would watch his female colleagues play in Accenture's Basketball League Finals. Bitin ang bondingan but with the basketball game....Yey! their team, CIO, won. Again alang pics...kasi naman kung bakit nakalimutan ko ang digital cam. grrrr!

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PS:Forgot to include a preview of O2jam in my yesterday's entry so here it is..I played this morning to get a pic of it and there...I've just leveled up again to Level 23. Hihi!

This is me kicking some butts hehe! My character is the one with the cutest costume..with gumamela stucked on the hair, the demure look on a sunglass, wearing a sleeveless chinese top, a denim mini-skirt, butterfly-designed flip-flops, and playing a colorful keyboard. With the beat of White Christmas, one has to press the keys S,D,F, space bar,J,K,L as their corresponding bar drops down on the red line getting remarks such as cool, good, bad and miss depending on the timing of your key press. O di ba ala-dance revolution style..only with your fingers doing the trick.