nostalgia
No, it wasn't the most succesful attempt I may say. But being with the primary frontrunners of my barkada, Silversoul again, brought us once and again to how we once were. And it's not only about rekindling the past but also creating new memories in a completely different set-up and a different crowd.
Anette's invitation called for another hope for the fading communication between all of us. It gave us a chance to escape from the things we are now preoccupied with and have some good time again together. Although only half of the expected people were available and have managed to come, it didn't stop us from enjoying the evening.
As usual, many of us (including me) came late. Even Anette's rantings about the latecomers faded as we went through the night. The reserved VIP slot was cancelled so some of us played billiards, while others engaged into a conversation as we wait the next available KTV room. At about 8:30, we already have our room and Shiela started belting out high pitched songs. We had more than a dozen of beer, exchanged our share of talents, chatted to hell and joked around each other before we finally called it a night at almost half past twelve.
As we went out, nobody seemed to want to go home yet. So after we hailed a taxi for Anette and her boyfriend, Marvin,- Shiela, Muriel, Santy, Jules and I went to Jules' house for a very unplanned sleep over. That was one of the things I miss most being with them, those sleepovers that we used to do and mind you, we do it collectively! as in -in packs!
We settled for the living room, as usual. We had our very late dinner, watched our own videos together before we finally slept. Or if they were really able to sleep. I layed myself between Shiela and Muriel. And maybe that explains why I wasn't able to sleep properly. Being beside my ex, who used to sleep beside me in my room once in my life set my hormones extremely wild. Now, now too much for that. I'm trying not to emulate Xerex Xaviera here.
Next day, after having lunch, we went to Santy's house to celebrate his son's 2nd Month. We watched porn videos (which was not really intentional) over chocolate cake while we wait for his wife, Cathy. We were too excited to be together again that I've been hearing them making plans about going to Cebu anytime on December before Shiela goes back to Japan. Holy Cow. I think they want me kicked out again. I've classes everyday!
We have evolved into different persons now. Finally, we're learning the basics of life. We're living different lives now but we never fail to remember. We are dealing with our life's constant changes and we're learning to accept that changes will forever be part of history and that makes us vulnerable to it. We can never get back to where we once was, all we can do is to remember. We can never tell what the future holds for every one of us, all we can do is wait.
MAKE LOVE
In the soft light through the window, its shape is clear.
The breeze carries its scent. Now, for you. She is still but
a nameless, new kind of orchid.
- printed in the wrapper of a Japanese condom
Shiela gave me.
