Very very sad news... a former classmate died in a car accident last Sunday. We were classmates from grades 3-6 and then again for a couple of years in high school so although we we were never close, it took me a while to accept that she's not in this world anymore. In fact I saw her late last year -- she was going up the escalators at The Podium as Arn and I were going down. She recognized me, smiled and waved and I did the same. That was it. I remember thinking how strange it was to see a childhood friend all grown up. She's in a better place now but I still think it was such an awful way to pass on...
Actually I don't mind staying home since these will be the last two weeks I'll be spending in my room in my family's house, with my family *..sniff*.
The big rectangular box in the middle contains my gown which I refuse to wear 'til wedding day* (and that means I can't feast on noche buena bibingka like always or risk looking like suman).
*that's another Filipino wedding superstition, non-Pinoy folks.