Activities

My god, am I tired.

It's been a really tiring week.

A week filled with frustration, boredom ( aka stoning ) , and sometimes pain.

But it was a week that I had so much fun, I really didn't mind staying back everyday in college till 8. Times that I really enjoyed, and I hope I'll be able to cherish later on.

It was treasure hunt week.

Had to help organize it. Seriously, there's a LOT of work to be done. Been staying back everyday until 8 to help, whether it be filling up the goodie bags with all the stuff, or helping put up decorations, or other things.

Happy to say though, the whole thing actually turned out pretty awesome. The event itself went as smoothly as possible, with all the things following the schedule.

Am honestly lazy and too tired to actually describe it all in detail, so like, whatever damn it.

I've got something else I want to blog about anyway.

Lately, I've been going home back alone quite often. Well, not exactly alone, as I walk with a couple of dudes to the nearest LRT station, but there, we part as I take the bus and they take the LRT.

And seeing that I've been going home late at night the past week, I find myself having a really lonely 30-minute trip back home.

I think its weird of me , but the truth is, I really enjoy it.

I think there's something incredibly beautiful about staring out at the city during the night. To see people passing by. To see the lights glitter in the distance. To see the roads lit up by car lights, like small fireflies from where I'm standing.

There's always this one thing that I've wanted to do with my friends, but have never been able to experience it.

I've always wanted to go for a ride with a good friend, late at night. When the roads are really empty, and the darkness looms, and the feeling that we're just driving, driving away from everything , the hustle and bustle of life.

To keep the silence, as the radio plays, as we both just stare out the window, watching things pass by in a blur.

I know I know, I'm a boring person. Whatever man.

But to be honest, it's these sort of things I remember the most. If you ask me, the first things that spring to mind when I think about my old friends is this picture

All of us just chilling around in the class room, just staring up at the ceiling. It's when you actually enjoy the silence with a friend that you know you're truly comfortable around him.

There's this certain memory I hope to keep em blemished in my mind.

Last Friday, I stayed over at my friend's apartment cause it was really late, and I didn't want to go back home, seeing that I had to college really early again the next day. Gabriel, Pranav and I stayed over at his place for the night.

There was this one time (at about 12 midnight) where the 5 of us (my friend, his roommate, and the 3 of us) were just hanging out at the pool at their apartment, our feet in the water, just talking.

I've got to say. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever gone through. To look up into the dark sky, illuminated only by the moon, and feel just contented.

I think I'm really those sort of boring sort of guys.

I don't like clubbing, I don't like dancing, I don't really relish the idea of drinking liquor ( I like beer though ), I don't do shopping, or play instruments.

On the other hand, I like reading a lot, listening to semi-emo songs, and cyclign out alone to watch sunsets.

Weird person eh?

Ciao

*Yippee. Tommorow I'm 17!. Driving license, here I come god damn you.