it gets deep

that pretty much sums up conversations with real good friends these days
or songs you listen to over and over
or that period between tipsy and wasted.

deep too were the waters between camiguin and white island.
and my childhood fear of open sea was still well within me.
but it was a swell of a time.

after days of new friends in cagayan de oro with student leaders all the five ateneos in the country has got to offer, here i am with a good classmate, his brother and cousin checking out islands for the first time with nothing but a few pesos, not a pair of clothing and just the right amount of gusto to last the day.

people are good.
even if you hardly knew them days before.
and in the fancy yet rowdy sense of coming together we all get to pat each other's backs and say: well done and here's to a great year ahead!

lisnin to divisoria traffic
sortof readin stacked-up mail
feelin kinda alive.

thank you hapsa, pao, chito, philip, philip's family and everyone everyone. seriously.