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It was winter in Paris and I was walking under the huge and lean
Eiffel Tower. I’m graciously smiling as I look at Angela’s camera. This is
the dream Angela and I wished to happen; travel to Paris together, and
now here we are enjoying life to the fullest. We took selfies as we
brought a cup of coffee and baguettes from a random bakery in the
streets. Also, Angela and I look so good with our thick furry coats and
our luxurious black winter boots. Oh heavens, we look like the grim
reapers in some Korean dramas. It was freezing cold so we decided to
go to a restaurant for dinner because it is almost night time. Angela and I
have been best friends since elementary. We dreamed together back
then and I’m happy that we are slowly seeing our dreams come true
now. We’re both civil engineers currently working in Greece, and we are
just here in Paris to calm ourselves and travel a bit this winter break. It
was great working in Greece, we were both promoted last month as
head engineers, and this is the life I was dreaming ten years ago.
During our fine dinner, while we’re both sipping our wine, we just
remember that there’s gonna be a High School reunion of our batch.
Unexpectedly, we bumped into one of the restaurant’s chefs, and we
were both surprised to see him. It was Marvin, our classmate back in
high school. We just knew he’s been working as a full time regular chef
cook here in Paris. We asked Marvin about the reunion if he’s coming
and he said that he is. We all smiled while thinking about it, and so we
planned about getting back home after years of living here in Europe
because of work. The reunion will be in January, probably after fiesta
and we are both excited about it. Anyways, it’s still December so we
have to think about it more.
Right now, it is our reunion. The venue’s in Panglao and I heard it’s
a resort that one of my classmates owned. I asked Angela about the
resort’s owner but she also didn’t know. Angela and I are both in my car,
and we’re currently listening to some random songs. But before we could
reach the resort, we had to stop over at the Kew hotel to pick up
Christian and Luigi because they had just arrived from a long flight from
the USA. Christian is a mechanical engineer in Boston; he’s been
designing machines, mostly cars there. While Luigi, he’s a successful
civil engineer in New York and he teaches engineering in New York
University sometimes. I can still remember that we could hardly solve a
math problem back then, but look at us now; all well and just living
happily.
Four of us are in the car now, all talking about our old memories
back when we’re at high school. It’s funny to think that after all the trials,
from solving math problems, almost failing our majors, and now we are
here, just laughing at those stupid yet memorable days.
When we got inside, we were greeted and even teased about us being
tourists. We also bumped into Reuben, Lawrence, and Budoy that are
now world class game programmers. It was good seeing them.
Moving forward, Jhonrey came with his expensive big bike and I
teased Angela when she saw him. We all know their love story was very
popular back in those days. Jhonrey was greeted by everyone and he
also greeted us all. Christian Nino, Leonard, and Aljun came too.
The event started and we all knew we were still not complete.
Kathleen and I exchanged glances when we realized that Sherry Khen is
still not arriving. I was impatient to see Sherry Khen because we haven’t
seen each other for so long now. We only talk and chat through the
phone and not personally and to be honest, I badly miss that bitch. Until
the glass door came to open and there revealed a perfect shaped body
wearing a blush pink silk dress and pumps, jet black hair, and a pretty
face of Sherry Khen. For sure, everyone looked at her from head to toe
now. They were in awe but Kathleen and I stood up and ran to the lady
standing near the door as she spread her arms so the three of us could
hug. I cried when we hugged, because it has been eight years since we
last hung out.
This is us, eight years later. The journey was tough, the road was
rocky, but at the end, we reached our destination. We might be living our
lives so differently but we are still successful, not because we are
earning well but we are happy and content with our lives. The road was
long but the adventure must go on.
Note: I am so sorry if some names weren’t found. I kind of forgot some of
you guys but I’m always rooting for you all. I hope you pursue what you
want to do in the future, please don’t give up, and always trust the
process. There’s always a bright future waiting for you. Love you guys,
truly. <3