You knrr, it takes gumption to say "I don't know" .

I'm riding the tidal wave of selective nostalgia right now. A few months ago when Rei was in Manila I had dinner with her and two other friends from college. Good god, college. I could barely remember college.

Outside : Oh golly! College! Kumbayah territory! OMG! What?! Go to Mass?! Again?!
Inside : I want to excel! I want to excel! I want to excel!
Outside : Party did you say?
Inside : I CAN wing it because I am sharper than a rapier... and lazier than a toad of valium.
Inside + Outside (Finally agreeing) = Fuck THAT. I want to work.

Exuent, stage left.

Past week I had a sort of reunion with some high school mates. I can't even say the word friends for the very reason that we haven't seen each other and my definition of friendship has matured beyond someone I shared a toke with. We were mostly strangers and slightly familiar and looking at them, I had to think...

What the heck did I do in high school?

I heard that it's supposed to be the best time in your life.

I think that the best period in your life is well, having a life regardless.