Birthday Dinner

It was pretty early to celebrate a birthday dinner. But since there were three of us in my highschool barkada celebrating our birthdays this month, and our schedules hardly ever meet, we decided to have it tonight, somewhere cheap but still quality food. It's actually funny because we only invited two other couples (we were nine in all, i was the only 'single' person there, so i'm counting my other friends with their respective couples as 'one'), it felt like we just did a dutch treat.

So there we were in Sharmila, Dampa, Seaside along Macapagal Ave., pigging ourselves out with seafood. Already we were planning our Christmas party, this time, hopefully out of town for two days. As usual, i was the odd woman out, so i'll be bunking in with my adoptive parents.

Imagine, we've known each other since we were kids, i mean, we were classmates in the round building (pre-school) and have been friends since grade school, some in highschool. That's more than twenty years of friendship already. And funny thing is, even if we don't see each other regularly, each time we see each other, it's as if we've just met up the day before. We grew even closer as we went our own separate ways, growing up using different paths, but still finding our crossroads every so often, or maybe we've already made our own crossroads to accomodate one another.

That's one blessing in life i'm happy about.