Rendezvous
27 November 06 : 04.36 PM
I was snooping around blogs of my college classmates. None I'm close to, everything else foreign. All stuff about the A's, about hanging out with each other. We could never click on a deeper level. We talk about different things, essentially.
I talk about how, the week before, I had Danii sleep over. It was perfect. I would give him a half-sleepy kiss before he leaves. He spoons me to sleep, and puts his hand inside my tee to hold my naked skin.
Then there's that night at the old school (Sam, Christy, Andrew, Fel and some slutgirl I couldn't be bothered with, and Danii of course), the tables were arranged, piled neatly outside the classrooms. Being the silly children we are, we decided we were gonna push all the tables down so that a thunderfall noise will be made. They started from the other end of the corridor, and I was at the other taking a phone video. It happened so fast; I heard the crashing and they were running towards me, then all the lights went out, and we ran out from the back.
Then there's last weekend, where we had a misunderstanding in Junlin's car. The nice thing is, we would never express it explicitly in front of others, and it passes just about as soon as it hits. I have a feeling I was wrong, but it's not something one can put their finger on why. But it only struck me long after he mentioned it. I mean, it's the same in Jermaine's car, in Ray's, but this time it was different, but I'm too proud to apologize.
I need to start doing things or writing about something other than Danii.