I just received some gossip from our mayordoma, Ate Maan which she in turn received from Ate Ester, my granduncle’s helper. (So I can’t really say this news is accurate.)
See, I dropped by our old neighborhood two days ago to drop invitations to my relatives . At the last minute, I decided to invite RJ (my childhood friend and first serious crush. Here’s a pic of us.) together with my childhood playmates, Apple and Lara. I didn’t plan to invite him but I suddenly recalled that conversation with RJ’s parents a year ago. Well, since I didn’t feel like going to his house, I told Ate Ester to deliver the invitation.
The gossip:
RJ: Are you sure this invitation is for me?
Ester: Yes, Lauren told me to give it to you. (stupid me forgot to place his name on the envelope)
RJ: ARE YOU SURE? you mean she remembered me after all these years? Remember ? We used to have a crush with each other?
Ester: So , are you going?
RJ: Of course.
Ahhhhh, so he did have a crush on me!! Great, he’ll be surprised to see that I haven’t grown an inch since I left in 1998. Last I heard from his parents, he’s six feet tall.
Speaking of my past, I really want to buy back the house I grew up as a child. It’s small but it holds wonderful memories. My mom had to sell it to my grandaunt who lived 2 doors away, because my uncle needed money for his leukemia treatment in the states. Do you think I’ll have 2 million pesos when I reach 25? Fat chance. That is my goal.
I must get ready for my pre-debut pictorial.
