Underneath, the unintelligible truth."
- Milan Kundera
Premature Infatuation.
Monday, March 12, 2007
We had another one of our "gigs" last saturday. I was supposed to blog that same day but i was too tired to stay up after midnight… goes for yesterday night as well. [sorry fugz if i kept you waiting.] Since we started playing a little earlier than usual, we finished earlier as well. BUT FINISHING EARLY DIDN'T EQUATE TO AN EARLY TRIP HOME. The guys still wanted to hang out and have a serious "talk" on the balcony of smoke. :p
The tambay time started out with light stories and random nonsense about love lives and kilig stories. Oddly enough, it all ended with goosebumps and potential nightmares from the number of horror stories we all shared with each other. By the time we went home, pee-ing was as scary as walking home alone at night. :p
Somewhere in between all the fun and kulitan, something was said. I didn't expect myself to get affected by the statement, but surprisingly so, i did… PRETTY BAD. Only a few people that night were aware of the real reason behind the sudden rush of tears. Even i found myself wondering why it drove me to such a reaction. Until now, i'm still at a loss for an explanation. All i know is that because of what was said, i am contemplating what i've become and what i would rather be.
>A<
