Otsenta y dos

Missing Even More

Significant part of my high school life were the moments outside the classrooms, free time along the building corridors, unguarded moments inside the cottages in front or at the back of the buildings, but what made it even more meaningful and unforgettable were the voices, faces, and individual unique laughters of my dear friends and batchmates which until now, I could vividly recall. Silent smiles of some completed the moments.

And I miss them. All of them. Just badly. High school days could not be complete without them.

Thanks to "technology." Thanks to blogger.com. Slowly my friends and classmates are surfacing one by one, telling their very own experiences after high school days. Slowly, I could almost hear their voices, see their laughters exactly the same during "parantukan days" when our age was not part of the topics.

I wish I could turn back the hands of time, from time to time, and meet them again when I wanted to. But I want also to fast-tract same hands so I could one day meet them with their kids, spouses and new friends but not in this site. Our town would still be the best place for that dream reunion. A reunion would only be a genuine one when we also re-unite with the place where we spent happy times...back then. Only in Bulusan.

As we move forward in this life, we tend to even recall more of the past, learn more from it... at times we could not help but bring it forward and make the current time or maybe the future even more meaningful. For you, my friends, batchmates, our days then together, are among my important past that I must always bring as I connect with with what we will further share again in the furture....together.

I do now miss you...even more. Pag-uruli man pan-o kamo..pirmi!