Of bums, beauty queens and Everest

Last week, my friends from UPDRT and I had a reunion, a girls' night out if you may. It's been quite some time since we all got together in one place to catch up. I think it's been eight years already.

So there we were, at Chocolate Kiss for dinner (of course some of us were late) and it's amazing how things have changed for many of us (i say many because, one of my friends would still want to continue her profession of bumness). During college, we were all dependent bums. We all had our issues and hangups. Some of us have liked the same guy at one point or another, some of us fought for reasons that we have forgotten now, some of us just didn't want to leave college, but unanimously, our 'batch' was the best among all batches. There was a former Mutya ng Pilipinas Runner-Up ("Beauty Queen ako, bakit ba..." her favorite funny, bitchy, witty, snappy line for that night), a daughter of a former Member of Congress, two MRR students, a former housemate, a new mother and moi.

So there we were talking about what's been happening lately. The former beauty queen is now a mom, on of the MRR student finally finished college after ten years and will now be working with Star Cruise (of course, if it were up to her, she'd bum some more by watching the regatta in bora, then work -- priorities, priorities), the other MRR student is the first woman to ever travers Mt. Everest (interesting stories by the way) and is now back to rowing, the former housemate is now a great triathlete in the making, sharing the same passion i have for work, and the other two are mothers, when before they were the 'bunso' to somebody.

It was fun. It was great. After dinner, we went to my place to get socially buzzed (of course Ms. former Beauty Queen just had to be following the wrong car, ending up at the other side of the world from where i live), exchanging stories, asking and getting autographs, comparing billboards (at least i get to say i'm in a billboard while it remains to be the dream of others), reminiscing about old times, and last, but not the least, bullying Ms. Star Cruise who never seems to get angry, but always seems to be in a different planet somewhere.

Although i promised Ms. Everest to blog about her adventures during her climb -- which was very funny and entertaining -- i think i'll leave that for later... or maybe for a book that she can make (aside from the coffee table book that they're promoting now) as the first woman to traverse Mt. Everest, who had no inkling that she was already dying and who totally became a victim of the question "Is there a light at the end of the tunnel?"

Okay, Bleach has finished downloaded now, i can go back to watching...