musical laughter

First of all...HAPPY NEW YEAR to all (3 readers/writers or our poor little blog).

Let me start by saying that the year Two Thousand Great has already started off by living up to it's name! Let me tell you, the two people I've already told, a little story!!

So in honor of "starting the year off right", I leave my house in time to catch the "on time" train, you know the train that gets you to work when other people are walking in so you don't look completely irresponsible. All proud of myself I set my ipod to the Aaliyah songs I haven't listened to in forever and sit in my corner of the train car that leaves me 2 steps away from the staircase at my stop. Somewhere around the 3rd song on my ipod, I swear I saw a ghost of years passed...let's pause here and rewind to the "funner" days of our lives circa 1993-1998...


So we (6 rugrats at the time) went to a little junior high up on a "hill" where all the kids had "huge" brains and equally huge bookbags to prove it. We laughed and played bla bla bla (mostly talked about boys and wrote about boys in our little journals lol). Eliana made mixed tapes, CC wrote poetry, Fanny had her non-stop laugh attacks, Jennifer was into wrestling, Jocelyn shopped A WHOLE LOT and I was just a clown. In 1996, four of us (in the pic below) moved on to high school only 4 blocks up the street from the little school on the "hill" and did some more bonding for 2 years. Oh how much fun we had in our little young girl bubble.

Shay, CC, Fanny, Eliana

Then...(and here's how the story plays out in my head) with no explanation whatsoever, at the end of our sophomore year in high school, Eliana was sent to the Dominican Republic "FOREVER" and we had no way to contact her. So then there were 3...

For years and years we searched and tried old numbers, google, myspace, facebook, word of mouth but got nothing.

Fast forward back to this morning on the D train heading to work. So this girl who I'm pretty sure is Eliana (from the picture above) walks on and leans on the door where I can't really see her. So I sit there and think about this situation and how odd it is that the person we've been wondering about for 10 years just happened to walk onto my train. Meanwhile, im trying to get another look at her face just to make sure I'm not crazy, but the guy she's with is standing in the way. Then I convince myself it's her, take off my headphones and get ready to stand up but I can't do it. As the train is getting to 145th street she turns around to face the door and of course I'm not supposed to get off the train until 47th street but I can't let my childhood friend just get off the train and just feel stupid for the next 10 years. So I tap her, she's in complete shock (so am I) we get off the train and catch up as much as we can until the next train comes (btw...this is now the shamelessly late train...you know the one that gets you into work late and you stroll in like you don't care about getting fired lol) But i don't care!!! I found Eliana!!! It turns out she lived in Dominican Republic this whole time and tried finding us as well but now she's here to stay so now we're making plans to hang out!! Wooooohooooo!!

To be continued...