Last Saturday, after working for 9 hours, I met up with Mae and Ace to reminisce about the good old times, update each other on what’s currently happening in our lives and more importantly, share our ambitious plans for the future.

I have such a bad memory but I trust Mae when she said that the last time we saw one another was 3 years ago. Such a long time but it felt as if we just hung out yesterday.

Anyway, I was triumphant in dragging them to Jatujak and I’m glad they like the stuff I ordered: Crispy Catfish Salad, Tom Yum and Pad Thai. Oh, and the bottomless iced tea too. Quite expected and basic, I know, but they enjoyed it so mission accomplished! Both of them – as expected – didn’t like my favorite drink, which is the Mint and Lemongrass Iced Tea.

For even more chitchat, we transferred to Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. Over hot drinks and dessert (I continued destroying my 5-day no-sugar sacrifice), we giggled like giddy schoolgirls over the most mundane things, and then laughed like hyenas over our movie, music video and docu concepts. Can’t wait for all of them to come true.

And so it was bittersweet when it was time to leave. I needed to cover an event, Ace had to go to an auction and Mae erm had to sleep, I think (bad memory, told you).

I love these people. I knew Ace for only a little while but we instantly clicked. We never saw each other after he left but it’s like he never left at all. Mae on the other hand is like a little sister to me. We had a rough work relationship before but everything blossomed when she left. That was our chance to build a friendship. A friendship that still exists, no matter what happened to us before, no matter what other people said, no matter what.

Too bad I couldn’t bring them to the event (tag-alongs and crashers are so yukkers) because there was a handful of semi-cuties. Good thing Corpse Bride Shaira was there.

Shaira as most people know is the Promil Kid and because of this (and many other reasons), she has fans. There was this guy who approached her, asking for an autograph – and she declined! She told me there was also this guy who was asking for her number and she didn’t know what to do. She asked me what I’d do if I was in her bra. I gave her a beauty pageant answer – all ready, all perfect, all fabulous. Shaira dear, I study these kinds of things. More when we hang out next time ;)

I’d love to talk about the craziness that is the Yoshinoya Gyudon Eating Contest but that’s for the paper first.