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Attended Another STHS88 Reunion!!



Attended our highschool reunion today, had a barrel of fun with friends and batchmates that we have not seen for quite awhile. There with me in the photo below the guy holding the camera is Sam, yes the Sam from my JS Prom blooper. And mind you, I did say sorry this time for me being an insensitive soul then.. hahaha



And here below with me are our lady batchmates, right beside me is the Rusty I often mentioned here in this 80s blog as a bully during our HS years. Here he is in his funny usual self. The photo is not all there is, there are videos of his funny dancing which we would not post. Ah, basta, never a dull moment with this guy and I'm glad he attended. :)















All in all we had so much fun. And the silliness of me, when only a few of us remained at the place while waiting for our ride home, I showed my old 80s diary just to show proof that I know what I was talking about because it's on paper :) My batchmates were perhaps amazed that I still have those notes. And this inspires me more to keep going again in narrating my 80s memories. Hope I find the time to do so! <3

(Credits to Sam for posting the photos on facebook, which I copied just for this purpose)



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Presenting "A Day In Life" my series of texts from my journals that I kept between the ages of 14 and 17. I'll be adding new entries every now and then to share all my thoughts, ideas,events, experiences, memories, ideas I had during the eighties. It is for my continued amusement that I read and reread my old journals, even when there isn't much content, I still gain occasional insight how I'm still in the process of changing to maturity. Most of the names have been changed to protect the people I recently found on Facebook. A few are just partial entries, my bleeping and blinding exclamations have been removed and some entries have been modified to give way to my now correct spelling and grammar. Yet the mix of excitement, melodrama and pleasant memories from the eighties are still much felt :)I hope, as you read my old journal with me, you enjoy the same sentiments.