Summer Days
Today I just spent a few hours with Dino. I had to shimmy off to his place so we could head to the bank and his cousin’s pad. We seemed fine…I think. But I could tell we weren’t too hot about the past few days and the upcoming week. I think we both miss MK. It’s funny how we share this sentiment.
What makes us miss MK so much? There’s something about this barkada that makes us yearn for their company, attention, friendship etc. and I could go on and on. I’ve never been this attached to a group of people. Correction, Dino and I have never felt so attached to a group of wonderful people. (Actually attached narin ako sa kanya eh haha lol. BADING PARE.)
It just hit me. I’ve finally found so many reasons to hate and love summer.
Summer is the time us weary students can relax and totally chill from the hectic life of academics. We can finally enjoy staying out late without worrying about how to wake up and survive the monotonous classroom sessions school has to offer the next day. Going out of town and flying abroad are grand ideas too. Spending quality time with friends are a definite thumbs up for summer.
The idea of the perfect summer is so appealing it’s crazy. Now there’s a word. Crazy.
The perfect summer seems to be withering away for me. Here are some quirks in this summer hullabaloo.
I realized that summer can also mean boring days with nothing, absolutely nothing, to do. We’re so free, it can kill us. If you have friends who live near you, well my comrade, kudos to you. You’re really screwed if you live all the way in God knows where.
Now that you’re done watching all the TV programs on the boob tube and your ref’s empty, what do you do? Your air conditioner conks out. Now what? No cash? Amazing…
Gawd, summer is F-ing sneaky! Oh the way it disguises itself as something so fabulous, so relaxing, so beautiful…only to find out later that all these notions and perceptions are full of horse shit. Pardon my language.
…
I guess I’m just so down now. Maybe that’s why I feel like this. I don’t get it. I need company. I need someone to talk to. Or maybe I just need to preoccupy myself by training in the gym and forgetting incidents worth forgetting.
…
I love the lyrics of John Mayer. He is totally profound. His lyrics really hit me. I’m guessing his songs are the only ones now that can totally explain my frustrations.
I have here some verses and lines I’d like to quote from his albums. Wait let that be for my next post. Eaze signing off…
What makes us miss MK so much? There’s something about this barkada that makes us yearn for their company, attention, friendship etc. and I could go on and on. I’ve never been this attached to a group of people. Correction, Dino and I have never felt so attached to a group of wonderful people. (Actually attached narin ako sa kanya eh haha lol. BADING PARE.)
It just hit me. I’ve finally found so many reasons to hate and love summer.
Summer is the time us weary students can relax and totally chill from the hectic life of academics. We can finally enjoy staying out late without worrying about how to wake up and survive the monotonous classroom sessions school has to offer the next day. Going out of town and flying abroad are grand ideas too. Spending quality time with friends are a definite thumbs up for summer.
The idea of the perfect summer is so appealing it’s crazy. Now there’s a word. Crazy.
The perfect summer seems to be withering away for me. Here are some quirks in this summer hullabaloo.
I realized that summer can also mean boring days with nothing, absolutely nothing, to do. We’re so free, it can kill us. If you have friends who live near you, well my comrade, kudos to you. You’re really screwed if you live all the way in God knows where.
Now that you’re done watching all the TV programs on the boob tube and your ref’s empty, what do you do? Your air conditioner conks out. Now what? No cash? Amazing…
Gawd, summer is F-ing sneaky! Oh the way it disguises itself as something so fabulous, so relaxing, so beautiful…only to find out later that all these notions and perceptions are full of horse shit. Pardon my language.
…
I guess I’m just so down now. Maybe that’s why I feel like this. I don’t get it. I need company. I need someone to talk to. Or maybe I just need to preoccupy myself by training in the gym and forgetting incidents worth forgetting.
…
I love the lyrics of John Mayer. He is totally profound. His lyrics really hit me. I’m guessing his songs are the only ones now that can totally explain my frustrations.
I have here some verses and lines I’d like to quote from his albums. Wait let that be for my next post. Eaze signing off…
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