reminiscing those good ol' days

it isn't just me... whenever i am hanging out with my friends, we all complain of the same thing: tumatanda na talaga tayo.

last night, i was with some (ex) blockmates.. (and 1 singit... sige na nga-- adopted blockmate!). we had dinner in one of the best fine dining restos in katipunan-- countryside! (isaw & barbeque na inihaw sa roadside... the smell of usok clinging to your hair and clothes... monoblock chairs & tables. kulang na lang ung mainit na sabaw... so dannylicious!). afterwards, we decided to watch the forgotten. it was not the best movie, but it was bearable. actually, it would've been ok if not for the alien-twist in the story. (people getting sucked-up to oblivion?! what the...) but i actually enjoyed the movie coz it was funny how everyone reacted sa nakakagulat na parts. (i can take leila suddenly clinging to golps... but jj to obray? i see your true colors...) then came coffee & bonding.

we talked about the movie and laughed at each others' reactions. then we talked about our good ol' college days. was it just 7 months ago when we went up that stage at the Ateneo HS covered courts to get that rolled-up blank piece of paper that's supposed to be our "diploma"?

we used to complain about the seemingly impossible deadlines and requirements of papers and projects... endless nights of staying up just to finish whatever we had to finish. spending the night over some groupmate's house trying to finish 2 different projects at the same time (dang opman & marketing!) forget about trying to take a quick nap... there's so much to do! going home just to take a bath before heading to school for our 7:30 am class. we even had it easy. if you hear about what our other friends had to undergo...

add to that our BS teachers... i still loathe angel chan. i still believe i DID NOT deserve the grade he gave me. who cares if i was always late to class? whose fault was it that i learned more from reading my notes (half of which i copied from k3n since i was consistently late) than listening to his lecture? attendance was NEVER a basis for our grades! yabang na kung yabang, but didn't i get the highest midterm grade? and shouldn't he be thankful that i patiently sat in the front and center seat of his class... the absolute danger zone? doesn't my sitting there, putting myself at a higher risk of becoming a victim of getting hit by the 2 bubbles of spit forming at the sides of his mouth, amount to anything?

and who could forget jason tan, who made us want to sing pagdating ng panahon whenever he came in? well, i really can't hate him coz he gave me an ok grade. but i strongly dislike him coz he was a big waste of 3 precious hours every monday night of that sem since i learned almost nothing from him. i still can't believe i brought some of the readings for his subject one UAAP game since we were having a long test in his class the next day! and that i missed the good parts of the mr. & ms. som pageant since our group had to report the night of the pageant!

how did we finish all the things we had to do? who could believe we could come up with an almost 100-page (1.5 space, arial 10) paper for policy, our immersion project for theo and its social dev counterpart, plus some pol sci, philo and other theo papers on the side? how were we able to squeeze in our immersion, then going back to our immersion site to continue our research, then going to different places (walking around megamall then deciding to go to binondo) to canvass the stuff we needed for our product. add to that our duty (nah, desire really!) to cheer for our alma mater during the admu-dlsu games and the semis and finals. plus org responsibilities pa pala! all in one sem-- more or less 4 months! and this was not the most loaded sem ha!

what kept us going? we don't know. what makes us want to turn back time and go through college again? one of life's biggest mystery!
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before, it used to be SAWI drinking sessions coupled with endless discussions of our singlehood, sucky love lives, promises that the next time we get together, it wouldn't be just us girls... talking about highschool. chismis about people from then. high school hirits. high school bloopers.

now, it's coffee and college life? and our so-called quarter-life crisis... as jacey puts it: "sana mahanap na nating lahat ang hinananap nating hindi natin alam." (wow jace, nagiging popular na yung quote mo ha!)

are we really just twenty-somethings?