Januaary 23 - February 1, 1964

January 23 - Thursday


Today, Chuck, Rudi and I ate lunch together at the “Summit” restaurant. Mercy read me Cosme’s letter over the phone. Mom and I went shopping this evening and I bought a pair of shoes and a handbag.



January 24 - Friday

I went to the reading of “The Bad Seed” at the ANC. I’m to be prompter again. I wonder if Cliff will do anything this time. (“Under the Yum-Yum Tree” the play at the Manila Theater Guild where I met Cliff (he played the “Hogan” the lead character and I was prompter) took place some time in the fall of 1963.) Met Wendy and Dick there while waiting for Dad to pick me up. I also saw George Jacob. We went to Tita Trining’s house this evening. Carmita looks better than I’ve ever seen her - twenty years younger. Mercy informed me that Dinny Manotoc will invite her to the Junior Prom. Lucky her - my dream would be to go with Honey - hah!



January 25 - Saturday

This has been one of those days. I guess the root of everything is that Honey is taking Angela Araneta to the prom. (Did he really take her after all?! I don’t even know who Angela Araneta is - Linggoy’s sister, maybe?) I know I shouldn’t care but darned it, I do! I wasn’t very pleasant to Honey this evening either. Instead of acting mature and sensible about this, I’m acting like a foolish adolescent. I wouldn’t like me either.



January 26 - Sunday

I ate lunch at Mercy’s house this noon. In the afternoon, Yan came and I took pictures of the Muniosguren clan - Maripi, Mercy, Emil, Tito Eugenio. We also played Scrabble. I called George up and he called me back. I invited him to my house for Valentine’s Day. (?????) This evening we all went to the Cojuangco residence for a party. Keney came with us. He looked especially yummy tonight. He danced a slow dance with Jo-Ann Murphy and I must admit I was green with envy. (All these people were introduced into my life in 1963 but since I lost the diary from that year, I can’t remember who they are and interestingly enough, why did we all go to the Cojuangco home?!!!) We ate a delicious supper. Mercy told me that Honey has asked her again why I cried on New Year’s Eve. And I would like to know why he’s so interested or even cares. (Now, I remember why I cried on New Year’s Eve 1964, but I’m still not telling. What I don’t remember is if Mercy knew but if my memory serves me right, she didn’t know either. Now I know, she really didn’t care. Honey being the smart cookie that he is and who always has been sensitive to my sensitivities, I think at the back of his 20 year old mind, he sort of knew. But unless Honey asks me, the reason why will go with me to the grave.)



January 27 - Monday

This evening I went to the Ramos residence in Marikina. It’s one of the liveliest homes I’ve ever seen. I met the Ramos’s youngest daughter, Susan, who is very sweet and charming. She also happens to be Angela Araneta’s classmate. Mr. Ramos asked me to invite Cliff next time. Very pleasant evening.





January 31 - Friday

Today I had my hair cut and I’m quite happy I did. It doesn’t look bad at all. Mercy liked it and Honey says its alright. Went to Anne Murphy’s house this evening. Jo-Anne tells us that Cynthia Lebrun and Angela Araneta spent the entire time fighting over Honey. Actually, I think Jo-Anne likes him too. (Didn’t every red-blooded female in Manila “like” Honey Muniosguren at one time or another?!!) We played “Charades.” Honey, Yan and I against everyone else.



February 1 - Saturday

Tita Chat took pictures of me today. I hope, for once, that they come out good. Tonight is La Salle’s Junior-Senior Prom. Mercy has gone with Dinny Manotoc and Honey with Angela Araneta. (Guess he did go with her after all. I’m laughing at myself this minute as I type this because, it STILL bugs me!)* I was at Mercy’s house this afternoon. (Am I a glutton for punishment, or what!)

*Remember that anything in bold and italics included in the diary entries (this year as well as the past 1961, 1962), I added when I was transcribing these diaries in 2005 and brought the printed copies to Manila in 2006.  Now I may think differently, but if I changed anything  I would not be true to my thoughts in the early 60s when I wrote my diaries, or 2005 when I transcribed them.