Saturday, April 12, 2008

Extra time

We're almost there. I've written my story for OTR. Saturday was spent rehearsing, rehearsing, rehearsing. For the last presentation we will make as students. My tuition kid asked me what the burson in burson-person means. 85 year-old husband of my nanny asked me when I was getting married. Pictures of the three people who have been such a big part of my life for the past nine months. The benches and multiplugs that complete the CS experience. Omigoditsreallyover. We're almost there.

Sorry I never got to know you.

I remember huddling in here on the first day of school.

The picky drink machine god

Will you miss this?

Our batch saw this bench on the 4th floor arrive.

The doors are closing.
tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu


Like the benches, we got groove.

Thanks for the endless hours, for driving us on when we were running on empty.

For being the other dude. For dealing with shit and coming away like the Einstein of EQ.

For always giving the alternate view. For putting us on speed-dial with Mr/Ms Universe.

We is not idealist. Idealist dun walk around with multiplug, asking people whether can share.

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