It felt like eons ago since I last saw my two best friends from high school. Coincidentally, we call each other “Mars” for “Mare”, amiga or close friends, the same way my closest friends in Medicine school call each other.
April, Tere and I have been good friends for 15 years now, through thick and thin, good and bad times. April is an aspiring lawyer and currently works for the government. Tere is a mother of three and belongs to the HR personnel in SM Puerto Princesa City.
It was catch-up time with all the people we knew, yet it never felt like there was ever any gap among the three of us.
We have grown, assuming the new roles we have chosen, trying to manage our priorities, lead our personal lives, achieving our dreams. Though I personally have to allot more time for them, they never really questioned the friendship. We have taken good care of each other for fifteen years and counting. I could never be more grateful for such true friends.
Being two of my closest friends, my lovelife (or its absence thereof) has been one of the hot topics of the dinner conversation.
“Hanapan niyo naman ako ng date,” I quipped.
A few rounds of kilig shrieks after, they rummaged through their facebook accounts, searched for possible and eligible men, called up their good male friends and went on to pile a list of names in their heads as to who would be my dates.
That is what you call supportive friends.
It was such a fun time with them compiling names, racking up their brains suddenly making an inventory of their male friends for a date with me.
Nakakatawa. I am excited how this date for me would turn out. *fingers crossed*