The Trip Home and a Friend’s Wedding
On May 10th of 2008, a Saturday, one of my best friends in high school got married. Since I was based in Cebu City, I had to go back to my hometown to attend the wedding. I could’ve jut sent her a gift for the wedding, but thing is, she listed me as one of her bride’s maids. Yeah, I took the exam on the 8th and 9th and she got hitched on the 10th with me as one of her maids. The wedding took place at 2PM, and I went to the hotel room to change into my slightly large blue gown at about 1:30PM.
The night before the wedding, I got everything ready to go, since one of my guy friends were picking me up and dropping me off at the airport. He came by earlier than expected and was complaining about having muscle pain and asked me to give him a massage.
“Don’t push your luck, buddy.” I told him.
I made sure I wasn’t forgetting anything, and if I was, I made sure it wasn’t cash, underwear, identification, cellphones and airline ticket. We got everything on the pickup and we were off to the airport. Normally, the ride would’ve taken about 40 minutes or longer, but since there wasn’t much traffic, we got there at about 15 or 18 minutes. He was driving a little too fast. I used to be a speed devil myself, but now I just drive to enjoy it.





