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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Jhia Turns 26

Today. It is not as though she's having her debut or her natal anniversary ends in 0 or 5 that I have to write something about her. Nor is it for the lack of blog topics to think about that I have to exert this effort. Merely for celebration purposes, I guess -- of another hopeful year and of friendship. Add to that the fact that I do not have a present to give her (because I am still waiting for Junlee's chocolates from London. By request, I'd gladly exchange my dark chocolates for whatever Jhia has in the package. Am I not so sweet?) And yes, I just love reminiscing about the past, a sign of old age.
It was year 1998 when my 4th year high school class was having the time of it's life being a good representation of the jerky adoloscent population. My classmates were young and in between (You know, like what's in between ugly and pretty, naughty and nice? I guess you could understand what I am talking about here because the adoloscent period is a transition phase, right?) But where does Jhia come into the picture? The schoolyear was nearing it's half period when our Adviser (Mrs. Theresa V. Vila) informed the class that a transferee from down south of the Philippines is coming to join us. I have a few questions then running in my mind (I am a silent type of person. Bah!). Nevertheless, the announcement prompted murmurs among my classmates. For the boys, simple: 'Is she pretty and sexy?' (Maniacs!) For the girls, 'Will she join our peer group?' (Obviously, factions do exist even in a class of 27!). And here's the funny part, her arrival suggested 'threat' to the A-students (including moi) because our Adviser emphasized this: "She's a DaMath champion."
Jhia Belle Fabio. Was she an embodiment of all our expectations? Wrong! She was more than that. (Ayan naman! Sweetness!) There is no point arguing that Jhia is pretty and PRETTY (ok?). She did not have difficulties mingling with the class despite the differences. She just 'clicked' with us. And about the 'threat', she's a bomb! (Hahaha.)
There was one vivid instance when Jhia was asked by Mr. Cesar P. Jacoba to read a portion of the book of World History by Sonia Zaide (I have a fantastic memory!). Jhia pronounced 'church' as chorch and I could not help myself laughing. I thought that was hilarious. I was mistaken. I have my times too when I mispronounced words. Jhia taught me one thing: She's human and I am too. A beautiful human at that. (So vain!)
Even if Jhia and I only shared a few months (shorter than the period I shared with my other classmates), we have eventful times. She was instrumental to the ceasefire between me and Ryan because of the 'Never Ever' lyrics. Her ref cake was the best dessert prepared in our THE class (under Ms. Jocelyn Sarzaba). We spent delightful afternoons in her house after class and unbeknownst to her, I goggled pleasurably at Kurt (her younger brother and ONE of my high school crushES). Even after high school, Jhia did not cease to intrigue me with 'relationship issues' I never saw coming (I love you Val! May he rest in peace.). We once had dinner with Dharold a night before her CPA board exams but we were deprived the opportunity to spend even a single dinner with Mhel when she was home. One time I was only replying to a probing email from a BPI HR officer about her, and then another moment she's already tracing a career path in Bangladesh. I won't be surprised anymore if by next year, I am holding a wedding invitation for me from her or vice versa! Hahaha.
Well, that is Jhia, CPA. Having survived a quarter of a century, she can already manage living on her own or with a lucky someone. She's a woman of substance, you bet. Composed and witty. Sporty. Pretty, and then again, pretty. No wonder you should always affix that CPA in your name: Composed, Pretty, Achiever.
Happy birthday Jhia! Cheers to our friendship! I'm sorry I did not get you anything special today. :(
This is her and me (during the 30th Anniversary of ECCP).

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

thank you Tinao.Thumbs up for your vivid recollection of our high school memories.I can't believe you still remember that!=)Well, my mind is equipped with numbers na, tired of remembering other things?! boring...C for composed? Really? Hmmm, what am i doing for the past 26 years?!

I told you,the chamber should have chosen you as one of our "cofeetable book" writer.=)

Thanks.

Tinao said...

Jhia, i reserved myself na for my kalokohan writing. Wag mo na idamay mga seryosong usapan. Bwahaha. I love you. I wish I could write more kaso I need to get going na. May Deutsche Bank training kami kanina. :)

Mav said...

happy bertday :D