and i'm skipping the shift key for a while, though it feels rather odd.

when someone asks you something the instant you've woken up, you muddily agree. but some things just turn out great and you find yourself craving for seconds. or maybe even thirds.

and when the thing you're doing (or in my case: just did) is more of her thing that your thing, you can't help but feel a tad sentimental. don't get me wrong. i loved sinta, but i think she'll love it even more. and i'm not reminiscing. just cleansing here.

experiencing the whole thing made me miss high school a lot. when we arrived at the arneo, the sun was still up and the gates won't open for another 2 hours. so we sat at these stone benches. i saw groups of students laughing, jamming, and hanging out, and i instantly remembered the rounds we used to do around the quadrangle (circles and squares, hmmm). i've been hearing about these great things about other campuses around the country, but i miss my own pisay. and i miss my friends. :(

and this post was not supposed to be about my missing my school.

about sinta, i loved every single part of it. i loved the happy gahasa song. i loved mang pedring. i loved props. basta. andami. and i wanna see it again, with or without whoever.

valentine's day is approaching, but it never really did have a lot of significance for me. i'm more of a birthday guy. so anyway, people are staying up making projects, buying stuff, and doing countless other "romantic" things, but i think i'll just conveniently blot out the day from my existence. the mushiness of it all, blech. sorry to those who planned. :D butter, anyone?