wedding

SA WAKAS NAMAN PO

Mam Cel finally married three days ago. Maa…that was really nice. When I left RCTT last year, she was still debating whom she liked more – Kuya Adong, who was somewhat apathetic towards their relationship, or Kuya Jaime, who was too much into their relationship. I can’t even believe how my two Kuya’s get along well even though they knew that Mam Cel was dating them both at the same time. It was around July when she told me that she would be marrying by October this year. And seeing them yesterday, I just wanted to congratulate Kuya Adong for having the guts to propose to her. I am truly, deep in my heart, happy for them.

So last October 25th, I got lost on my way to the reception. Mam Cel has given me the instructions twice, yet I always lose the scratch paper, so I have to text Kuya Jaime and Mark for the directions. I got there in time, and when the reception ended, I was pushed into accompanying them to the bride’s house where we, of course, ended up drinking alcohol (there were 8 of them drinking beer, while I have to drink Empi alone). That night was the first time I had to go home alone at around midnight, drunk, wearing a one piece, knee-length, spaghetti-strapped, coffee-colored dress, in a 2-inch high pair of sandals, and a feminine bag hanging by my shoulder. I was glad nothing out of the scope of morality happened, and my dad was also waiting outside the house for me.

I really missed them. They are the most I am comfortable with, although I have to say that I’m starting to get warm with the people I work with now. I especially miss Mam Cel. I have this strange attachment to her, and I don’t even know why, but I really like her. She used to push me around at work, and even gives me the most troublesome clients. I would be pissed at her, but right after work, we will go to 7-11, and then we will just talk about our clients and we’ll laugh at them for being so hard to deal with. Mam Cel is the kind of person I can never stay mad at for long. She has that strange ability. Maybe that’s why I really like working with her.

As for the others, well we had this kind of barkada at work. Mam Cel, me, Mark, Kuya Adong, Kuya Jaime, and Ate Jejie. I remembered when we went to Nueva Ecija to celebrate Kuya Jaime’s town fiesta. We went to a makeshift Horror House, and Mark injured himself for getting carried away with fright. It was very hilarious. On the next day, we had to traverse a large expanse of ricefield, and Mam Cel and Mam Jejie cut themselves while walking around the pilapil. Mark fell on a mud puddle. Then we climbed a small mountain, and I suddenly got a cramp, so Kuya Adong has to support me on the way down. That night, we went to the town center and there was a band performing on stage and a beer-all-you-can session. That was the first time I experienced a fiesta since our subdivision is located at the border of the town and we are far from the bayan. Then there was also a time when we went to a resort in Montalban, and we ganged up on Kuya Jaime since he did not come with us. Being with them really was really fun. With all honesty, I was very indecisive about my resignation at RCTT. Only because of them. But I still did it, and now I’m missing them more.

I plan on visiting the office on my next day-off to give my wedding present. I did not bring it with me that day because my dress was troublesome enough. I wanted to meet this Varias they kept on talking about because she seems to be interesting. And also that Kathy whose clients kept calling me on my mobile.

I’m excited to see them again. Even boss.