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Saturday, November 04, 2006


This is as of October 14, 2006

It was a tiring day, know why? I've visited places again. I've seen people again, we had a meeting early this afternoon. this was about the planned highschool reunion. sadly, only few of my classmates came. me, joizi, zane, ludette, guiller, joy, zyra and my hubby. i was expecting a lot of people but well, yeah, that's reality... indifferences and attitudes. yet, i'm still happy bonding with my kada once again. after the meeting, we headed to our house first to change clothes. afterwards, we went to Jarmee's house. it's been a long time since we last saw her. Nothing has changed among us. only that we are now beginning to be concerned about life's realities. when we were a bit younger, we often talk about non-sense: laugh trips, gossips, crushes and boys, gimmicks, etc. Now, we are like talking about courtship; how was it like in a deeper sense, getting into a serious relationships, marriage, friendship, virginity and life itself. It's very overwhelming to see that each of us grew and matured through time, new environment and distance. However, laugh trips never subsided. They'll always be a part of us.


We just can't help reminiscing the past, and talk about the things that had happened when we were not together. same as the things that haven't change in time.


I've missed my highschool friends. I've missed what we were. I've missed our innocence and childhood. I've missed the way we laughed. I've missed how brat we were. I've missed the things we enjoyed doing. I've missed pizzas. I've missed canteen sessions. I've missed cross stitching. I've missed inuman. I've missed sharing problems with them. I've missed dismissals. I've missed loveteams. I've missed tuksuhan. I've missed chit. I've missed San Nicolas. I've missed Senior. I've missed isaw, dugo, hotdog, shake and ate gi. I've missed B-Girls.







| 8:41 AM


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