it's true what they say, you can never fully appreciate something or someone until it's gone.
now that i'm separated from my old and good friends, friends who i literally grew up with, i miss their company, even if it just means sharing a tub of cheap ice cream or a bag of chips while watching a cheesy Korean movie.
it's fun to reminisce about all the stupid things we did while we were young(er): having different crushes every week, cutting class, crying and fighting over a guy (who isn't even gwapo), having the hots for a cute professor, getting drunk the night before a big exam or orals, getting drunk and still going to class, wearing a skirt in the hopes of getting a better grade (yes, i sunk that low), cramming, surviving philo and terror professors, smoking, drinking until we literally crawled back to our rooms, maxing out credit cards and getting shocked when the bill arrived...
but it's the simple things that i miss: having lunch and making tsismis, long talks until 3am, watching cheesy movies and Sex & the City, going to church together, having lunch at that resto near gate 3 and eat sisig or chopseuy (what's the name???? pakshet!!! Ken Afford???), spending a whole hot summer afternoon by the Cervini pool, eating at Mcdo and the clubhouse, drinking at home because we didn't have money, eating squidballs along Ayala Ave, lunching out and window shopping at Landmark during Fridays, watching series during lunch...
i miss my friends.
and this blog is making me feel old.