SUMMER.
It’s refreshing to have someone to reminisce with during long train rides, especially if that somebody is the one who does all the talking. You only have to listen and observe your partner’s animated monologue to remember then and discern it against now.
It’s exactly what happens whenever I bump into Erwin at the LRT/LRT stations. He talks and updates me on our other secondary school batch mates’ lives and I listen. Sometimes I can’t help but let my imagination wander to seven years from now, visualizing what we’d all be like ten years after our high school graduation, at ages 25, 26 or even 27.
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In more ways than one, I also find this day “perfect” in a topsy-turvy way despite my butchered SCI10 finals and the FA165.2 final project presentation that turned oral defense-ish-complete with an American Idol-like panel-and my hangover with Rockband Yes, I feel oddly elated.
PS. Pardon my choppy and seemingly unrelated sentences.
It’s exactly what happens whenever I bump into Erwin at the LRT/LRT stations. He talks and updates me on our other secondary school batch mates’ lives and I listen. Sometimes I can’t help but let my imagination wander to seven years from now, visualizing what we’d all be like ten years after our high school graduation, at ages 25, 26 or even 27.
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In more ways than one, I also find this day “perfect” in a topsy-turvy way despite my butchered SCI10 finals and the FA165.2 final project presentation that turned oral defense-ish-complete with an American Idol-like panel-and my hangover with Rockband Yes, I feel oddly elated.
PS. Pardon my choppy and seemingly unrelated sentences.