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Friends are the first-class tools to fix the loose screws in this big machine.
It was all too fast like a fast train grinding your bones as you lay on the rail tracks in the midst of nowhere.
First,it was graduation. I wasn't feeling emotional at all. Second,that lunch. As we all arrived in formality and in heels,I was pre-occupied taking a zillion snapshots of everybody, including myself, in our dresses. Entering the Multiplus still didn't stir any emotion within me. I was simply famished and was praying for the speeches to get over with so I could pounce on the buffet setting. Then it started. Rory and I went up on stage to take a final picture of the hall as it slowly drained the spry students that attacked the band. The tables bare and the music suddenly magnified sent a sense of void into my brain. Sometimes, times like these seem so long yet so fast, but it feels too good that I wonder if it's all even real. Taking a final look at the hall from the doorway, we left school and headed to City Center to catch up with two of our bestfriends.
We were trying to catch our breath. No, we weren't running or sprinting on full speed. Our feet merely underwent extreme agony each "clop" we took that sometimes,I had to wince, unable to hide my discomfort. Roxanne, Issa, Kwan and myself wandered here and there,taking yet another set of a million photos with three cameras simultaneously. Thanks to Issa's offer,the three of us need not bother of the cinema ticket fee since we were attractive skints. We went for Music & Lyrics. Yes, I downloaded it along with Bridge to Terabithia and Freedom Writers and watched it thrice for I was fond of the intro and even danced to it a couple of times. But my bestfriends were being conscientious beings, so being the kind girl that I am, I agreed with the condition of Issa getting us a titanic Cola slushie. As everyone broke into chuckles during scenes, I was doing a little thinking. Ok. A lot. Sudden flashbacks of moments like this brought a smile upon my face. It seems as though as I was looking at the screen,but I was just staring into space. I was simply taking another trip down memory lane; times when I purposely stepped on someone's brand-new shoes when the expression on his face showed that he wanted to feed me to a bear, feuds that took place over the silliest reasons such as a dhs5 bill & who deserves to sit in between who, emo textmessages and dramatic phonecalles, the teasing and bullying that finally hit a nerve which would result in a week-long of silence and cold-shouldering everyone. I was just grinning deep inside, considering that I whine about something every single day of my life, when I'm blessed to be attached to unusual people. Sometimes I believe that a bit of misery keeps my sanity.
After the movie, emotions were disclosed at the foodcourt. Facing one another, every thought asserted was overwhelming and heart-felt. Though a trace of pain and hurt was seen,"it's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all." Amazing how yesterday was wrapped with comfort and assurance. Everything was in place that even words can't explain. The hugs exchanged sent tickles of belonging and in my mind, I refused to let go. But I did. I was strong enough, at least during that moment, to know that even though most of the good things in life end so soon, I know that each one of them carries a piece of me wherever they go.
Because they made me feel like home.
First,it was graduation. I wasn't feeling emotional at all. Second,that lunch. As we all arrived in formality and in heels,I was pre-occupied taking a zillion snapshots of everybody, including myself, in our dresses. Entering the Multiplus still didn't stir any emotion within me. I was simply famished and was praying for the speeches to get over with so I could pounce on the buffet setting. Then it started. Rory and I went up on stage to take a final picture of the hall as it slowly drained the spry students that attacked the band. The tables bare and the music suddenly magnified sent a sense of void into my brain. Sometimes, times like these seem so long yet so fast, but it feels too good that I wonder if it's all even real. Taking a final look at the hall from the doorway, we left school and headed to City Center to catch up with two of our bestfriends.
We were trying to catch our breath. No, we weren't running or sprinting on full speed. Our feet merely underwent extreme agony each "clop" we took that sometimes,I had to wince, unable to hide my discomfort. Roxanne, Issa, Kwan and myself wandered here and there,taking yet another set of a million photos with three cameras simultaneously. Thanks to Issa's offer,the three of us need not bother of the cinema ticket fee since we were attractive skints. We went for Music & Lyrics. Yes, I downloaded it along with Bridge to Terabithia and Freedom Writers and watched it thrice for I was fond of the intro and even danced to it a couple of times. But my bestfriends were being conscientious beings, so being the kind girl that I am, I agreed with the condition of Issa getting us a titanic Cola slushie. As everyone broke into chuckles during scenes, I was doing a little thinking. Ok. A lot. Sudden flashbacks of moments like this brought a smile upon my face. It seems as though as I was looking at the screen,but I was just staring into space. I was simply taking another trip down memory lane; times when I purposely stepped on someone's brand-new shoes when the expression on his face showed that he wanted to feed me to a bear, feuds that took place over the silliest reasons such as a dhs5 bill & who deserves to sit in between who, emo textmessages and dramatic phonecalles, the teasing and bullying that finally hit a nerve which would result in a week-long of silence and cold-shouldering everyone. I was just grinning deep inside, considering that I whine about something every single day of my life, when I'm blessed to be attached to unusual people. Sometimes I believe that a bit of misery keeps my sanity.
After the movie, emotions were disclosed at the foodcourt. Facing one another, every thought asserted was overwhelming and heart-felt. Though a trace of pain and hurt was seen,"it's better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all." Amazing how yesterday was wrapped with comfort and assurance. Everything was in place that even words can't explain. The hugs exchanged sent tickles of belonging and in my mind, I refused to let go. But I did. I was strong enough, at least during that moment, to know that even though most of the good things in life end so soon, I know that each one of them carries a piece of me wherever they go.
