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so today i attended the thanksgiving mass with my brother and practically stoned throughout the entire hour staring at nothing. we sat upstairs and the place was as packed as a can of sardines(yuck). need i emphasize how much i hate the crowd? the choir was pretty below standard and it din help much that i was very very hungry.

like VERY. i could have eaten a horse there and den.

then suddenly, this wave of nostalgia hit me like the way the planes crashed in sept11. i kept thinking of the past in church and never stopped since (until mass ended lah). like during sec3 when i attended catechism class with absolutely no intention of creating//having strong friendships until i met dada, jess and van. and the confirmation camp which rocked like no other. all the other funny scenarios whereby gabt hid under the bed and eventually got locked outta his room, andy and this other fatguy pretending to be somebody from starwars and stuff. whoa, the funniest please.

i thought about how we used to conference everynight after the confirmation camp, talking about people and the camp itself. how we hung out after mass and even joined s.a.l.t together. how marc, gabt and nig came into the picture with us together and formed hanglooze. how ezekiel became our middle name. how bon sometimes joined us and made us laugh harder than hyenas. hahaha.

but den, everything changed huh?

reminiscence stinks, big time! ohwell, i still love y'all somehow. x)