I miss my friends and all the things we used to do. I miss the songs we used to sing in our boarding house. I miss the exchange of books, cd's, dvd's. I miss the dance rehearsals and costumes.The poetry readings we used to go to.
I miss the books, notebooks, photocopies and the times we tried to study for an exam. I miss the fights we used to have over some petty things and I was always the first one to say sorry. The jeepney rides and the strolling after school (or in between classes) to Ayala.
I miss the internet cafe's where we used to spend our nights making reports or just surfing. I miss the junk food party at the canteen. The newspaper readings and chatting at the library. The times we stroll on covered walks going to our classrooms, and crossing the street to AS Building.
I miss the smiling 5 teachers (hehe). The teachers who only faces the chalkboard. And the teachers who didn't care if we went to class, just have good exam scores and you're ok.
I miss every single thing about being a college girl, making and shaping dreams believing that life's easy. So optimistic, idealistic...
So here's the lyrics of one of my favorite songs back in college.
Good Riddance by Greenday
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Friday, October 16, 2009
i miss college
Posted by carinenyosa at 5:06 AM
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