Have you tried to live in a dormitory or a boarding house? When I was in college, I was a working student. I worked in Paranaque City while my school was in Manila. Gladly, the dormitory was just one block away from my school. I had a board mate whom I was not able to talk for a couple of months because I left at the dorm as early as 6:00 o’clock in the morning, and I got back at 9:30 p.m., while my board mate worked at the casino in the evening, so, when I left at the dorm, she was still sleeping, and when I got home, she wasn’t there anymore.
We were both off on Sundays, but she had to go home with her family on her day off because she has a daughter. For a couple of months, we were always like that and never bothered or had a chance to talk with each other. When it was a Quaipo day, our landlady prepared a little party. We were all invited. Finally, we were able to smile to each other while getting our food, we headed to the same table, and then we talked. We had a good laugh because we have been living in the same room, but we were not able to talk because of our schedules. I was glad when she told me that she’s from Bohol because my mother is also from Bohol. Before we went back to our room, we have learned that we were relatives although not close because her grandmother and my grandmother are 1st degree cousins, that our great-grandparents are sisters. A few weeks later, I brought her to my aunt (my mom's sis), and we were able to meet her parents too. Anyway, she marries an American and she’s now living in Texas. Miss you Nenette Tucker.
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