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Last Friday, my college org, the UP StreetDance Club celebrated 10 years of dance through Street Fuzion X: Decade, Vision, Dance. I remember being a wide-eyed freshman sitting in the audience of the first Street Fuzion ever. We were required to attend because I was part of the StreetDance PE class under Jerome Dimalanta, who incidentally was the moderator of The Club. I was completely blown away. I remembered thinking, I have to join this org. I have to.

A year later, I was dancing Nelly’s “Ride Wit’ Me” onstage, proud to call myself a member of the UP StreetDance Club. I have a lot of good memories with the org. I developed my marketing skills when I became part of the team tasked to look for sponsors for the concert. I upped my dancing—learned how to do basic breakdance (I can do a six-step, alba, and a double arm planche). I met friends who’ve remained dear to me until now.

So nine years after I joined The Club, I jumped at the chance to be part of the Alumni number. We only started learning the routine last January, but I’m super proud to say, we did a mighty good job:

I had a lot of fun and was thrilled that the Candy team was in the audience that night! They even made a sign for me. So sweet!

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Just dance,
Macy

I’m not a big fan of moving. When you’re already familiar with a place—know all the ins and outs, can get home with your eyes closed, memorized all the cool places to eat there—it’s hard to just pack up and leave. But like everything else in life, time has a way of changing the way you look at things.

Goofing off in our then-brand new office

When we first moved from Galleria to our current office on Pioneer, I had to remember the new route to work—is it going to take me longer to get there? Concerns like “where am I going to eat lunch?!” started to pop out on the first week. What, no more favorite and familiar restos just outside the door? On top of that, Roch and I were suddenly seated a floor apart from the Candy Team. Eep. I’ll admit, I hated it. But almost two years later (and two moves), here we are happily adjusting. (:

Our first house in Marikina wayyyyy back when.

It’s been two weeks since we moved out of our old and familiar home. Two weeks since I left Katipunan and re-learned a new route to and from work. But surprisingly, I’m not as bummed out as I expected.

There are lots of cool new places to eat where we live now—I can’t believe I can just walk to wherever so I can “eat out.” I have so many pegs for rooms because I got a go signal from my aunt that we can repaint the rooms (I want to paint everything white!). My cousins are just a flight of stairs away (can you believe we’re 19 living in the compound? 19?!). The living room is so big—perfect for having Band Hero nights (still waiting for the Candy Team to come over and play!). I think when we find a place for my oven to squat, it’ll truly feel like home. (:

What do you love—or not—about moving? Let’s share stories!

Macy

To my dearest guardian angel,

You turned two yesterday.

Has it really been that long? Because it doesn’t feel like it. It only seems like yesterday when you told me to go buy those purple flats (they’re now gathering dust in my closet) because, in your words, what are you going to do with your money… eat it? It only seems like weeks ago when we all went to a crowded bar to cheer for the “vampires” with roses to boot. Remember when you’d rundown the daily countdown at the breakfast table?

There are a lot of things I miss about you. When we’re all huddled in the boys room, busy hunched over the computer or laptop, I can almost hear your footsteps. And then I remember how you’d hover, waiting for a chance to play Bookworm (your record remains unbeaten).

As I write this, I can already imagine how you’d “comment” on my entry in person. You’d visit our blog everyday and you knew my friends from their entries. “Is she the one who likes to travel?” you’d ask. And I’d only laugh and ask why are you reading our site.

The past two years have been difficult but we’ve all grown up and have been taking care of each other just like you would have. I know that the coming years are going to be just as difficult (maybe even more, there are so many changes!), but it’s comforting to know that you’ll always be there to listen.

Happy birthday in heaven, Mommy. I love you and I miss you.

Love,
Macy

You know how you’ve got friends in different aspects of your life? You’ve got your classmates, your batchmates, your barkada, your org mates, your friends in the school paper, then eventually you make friends in college, and so on.

Do you ever wonder if they’d all get along with each other?

In my case, I’ve got my high school barkada, my college best buds, the Candy team, my Digital friends, and so on.

Well, I found out that even if they’re from completely different groups, they can actually be friends, too!

One of my very good friends from high school is home from Alaska. We got together for lunch last week. Roch and Steph know Mikko because we all had websites in high school (HTML skillz, yo!). I sort of introduced Mikko and Mimi through email (hahaha) so Mim could go on a Gossip Girl tour of NY while she was there for a press junket.

It was cool that my HS friend totally clicked with my friends here at work. Makes me happy that I have such awesome friends. (:

<3,
Macy

You know what I did during the last days of 2009?

I was cleaning out my room. I used to do this every year, but two years ago, I stopped. So in the last two years, all these things have been piling up in my room. Usually when I get home I just wash up, watch TV until I fall asleep—I never have time to clean up my stuff. I can’t even see my bedroom floor anymore.

So with the long break during the holidays, I decided that it was time to look at those piles and decide if I really needed to keep everything.

After three days, I could finally walk around my room, actually sit at my desk, and not have to look for things inside various plastic bags.

I guess I should do this every year again. It’s fun to clean your room! You discover things you’ve forgotten about (old letters, pictures) and you find things you should’ve thrown out a long time ago (receipts that no longer have anything written on them, haha).

Heading home to my room now,
Macy