So who is Teta? Teta is a nobody! Joke! Teta is one of my most beloved people. We became friends in college, because she was my high school classmate’s blockmate (no, not mine…BS Applied Physics siya mga ateng. Hindi kaya ng powers ko ;)). But she was my classmate in Bio 1 and in PE (tennis—we both never learned the sport, haha!). PE came right after Bio 1 so we used to walk from our Bio 1 class to the tennis court together. And that’s when the friendship began. Before I knew it, I moved in to her dorm and befriended the rest of the “weekend” girls. “Weekend”, because we were the ones who had nowhere to go but our dorm on weekends. The others went to their provinces which were nearby (OK, so I have close relatives in Quezon. But between babysitting my hyper male cousins and exchanging juicy gossip with my dormmates…well, it’s no-brainer, right? ;))
Teta is seriously one of the best people to be a of friend. I remember having trouble with a math subject before, and she tutored me. This was despite the fact that she also had an exam the following day. We spent only a year together at our dorm, yet our adventures and misadventures were countless. On my first night at the dorm, she was one of those who welcomed me with a drink. Errr, OK a couple. Or more than that. OK fine, contest kami sa pagsuka at sa hangover kinabukasan. Then there was also this time when we drowned our sorrows over liquor at this bar most UP students hung out. Just the two of us. Good thing she was prudent enough to call her male, sober friend (hello Jeff Diego!) to pick us up and walk us to our dorm (thinking about this gives me shivers. How stupid of us to get drunk—what if na–Given Grace kami ‘di ba? So please do not think what we did was cool. It’s not.) There was also this time when we and the rest of the gang picked kalachuchi flowers for my debut. We started our Operation: Garlands at around midnight. We begged the UP Police to let us pick the flowers. I can regale you with so many more stories about Teta’s goodness and craziness but this entry isn’t about that.
When Teta got engaged to this wonderful Brazilian man, Pablo, it got the Halcon girls excited.
The maid of honor, Raviv’s Ninang Light, brewed up a surprise bridal shower that was done in April two Saturdays before her wedding. Honestly, I was torn between being excited and lonely. You all know how busy summer is for us, right? Her shower was scheduled on a Saturday night—and I always have classes on Saturday. Randy suggested not to go since I’ll be too tired. But I said I have to. I enumerated the reasons why I had to, and I was teary-eyed as I recalled how much of a dear friend Teta is. And how I had not been one to her these past years. I decided to contact Light and volunteered to pay for the venue—a small act of “generosity” compared to how good she and the rest of the gang had been to me.
And so on the day of the bridal shower, I hurried to Makati from Sta. Rosa. It had been such a loooong time since I last took the bus and used public transport to the Metro (if I don’t have a ride, I just usually sit out an event. #tamad). Good thing that one of my colleagues, Prof. Ron Binas (yup, of the famed Ondine), was also going to Manila. So yey!!! We rode the bus together and coached me where to alight. So I alighted at this stopover “near” Glorietta. “Near”, because it was not really near! Worse, I was wearing my 5-inch Aldo leather wedges! You could just imagine how heavy it was!!! I figured that since I was very simply dressed (orange blouse with rufflers and jeans. ‘Yun lang talaga.), might as well wear a statement footwear. And indeed, my wedges made a statement…even my feet were echoing it. They said, “Stupidity at its best. Ang arte mo kasi.”
To be continued.
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