Sunday, September 30, 2012

15 years ago..

Dear Jenny Rei,




dont laugh..  that was me, 15 years ago..

it was yesterday, when my elder brother asked me to request for his TOR on GMATHS, our alma mater..  he was on batch '87 and good thing the administrative officer is very accommodating..

when i got his record, i asked if i could get my TOR too..  so she went to dig the batch '97 records..  then there it was, attached on my record were 2 pictures of me - one must be on my 1st year and the other one on my 4th year..  i was really fascinated looking at my pictures ages ago..  i looked innocent and fragile..  really people, its like realizing for the first time that i was cute naman pala back then :D

i asked the administrative officer if i could have my 4th year pix and i was so glad when she handed me it over ü..  while she was busy processing my TOR, i just kept staring at my pix while thinking how simple my life back then..

i have a round face but i'm not fat nor chubby, i was actually slim during my highschool days and i do not have a single blemishes on my face..  and my only problem is how to survive the day with my very saktong baon ü..  i never had heart problems 'coz i was a tomboy during those years ü..  i have more guy friends than girl friends..  and it doesn't really matters to me if my uniforms were just a hand-me-down from my bestfriend who's a year ahead of me..  and my shoes, laging luma though i was proud to say that its always shining ü..  frustrated shoe polisher yata ang tatay ko :D

yep, my father always said to me na di na raw baleng luma ang shoes, basta malinis ü..  kaya tuloy pati garrison belt ko and sword nung nag-CAT officer ako, shining lahat ü..  i remember one time on our CAT drill, our superior drew our swords one by one and wipe it on the lapel of our shirts!  after that drill, i was grinning from ear to ear and feeling so damn proud showing off my "un-stained" lapel :D

and during our JS Prom, everybody was actually expecting that i would wear slacks and polo like any other "dibdibang tomboy" in our school ü..  and so they were all calling me bakla during the night wearing a gown and having a make-up ü..

haaaayy, how i missed high school life..  if i could only go back 15 years ago, i'd gladly change a thing or two..

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