nostalgia and bitterness
I miss a lot of things recently. Two days ago I woke up from a dream and that dream included all of my blockmates and we were in our Philo class. Funny how my subconscious works.
I experienced a lot of drawbacks lately and if not for this someone keeping me sane, I might have fallen apart…again.
I miss attending classes. I miss rushing from Taft to UP to catch up on my 7am class. I miss trudging the same old familiar hallways with a bunch of readings on one hand and either a celphone or a cheap 10 peso-drink on the other. I miss being surrounded by the familiar comfort of security where the unknown and the future are so passe. I miss the long chats of hte absurd and the non-sense, I miss the wide smiles I frequently encountered and the I.D. checks that welcomed me.
I long to be surrounded by the same sweet fray that held me. And the air that filled my lungs. I miss your embrace and the late night walks.
I miss myself…when I was still me.
July 28th, 2007 at 7:01 am
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