Dear Mags,
I was sitting at the train station this morning pining for a hot cup of coffee and thinking of you. It was your birthday yesterday and I didn't get to greet you. I was post-call that afternoon and I fell asleep on the coach. I had meant to call home but I didn't wake up until 2 in the morning. Bad ate talaga ako.
In the midst of my self flagellation on the EL platform it suddenly struck me that my train station looked exactly like the one in While You Were Sleeping. You know, the place where Sandy jumps on the tracks to drag beetle-browed guy out of the way of an oncoming train.
And that got me thinking about one of my favorite memories ever. It was June of 1997 and Dad was still alive. You were starting seventh grade at Poveda, which you loathed, and I was starting my first year of medical school at UST (which I loathed). It was one of those Signal Number 3 days when the typhoon was strong enough to get classes cancelled but not strong enough to keep us from going to Megamall. We watched While You were Sleeping and it was just the movie we needed that day. We laughed at that idiot Joe Junior(who would have known he'd turn up as Tony Soprano's boss on The Sopranos?) and we got so kilig by Bill Pullman and Sandy Bullock. Like the dorks we were, we memorized our favorite lines, (I think we even wrote them down somewhere) Remember, "Peter once asked me when it was that I fell in love with Jack, and I said, it was while you were sleeping". Ang stupid, pero sobrang nakakaaliw.
So where am I going with this? I guess in some inane way I am saying Happy Birthday, and since I can't be there to make a new memory today, just remember one of our favorite days.
Happy Birthday little sis! As Karen O sings, "they don't love you like I love you".
Katie