My parents, whose marriage is now annulled, swing dancing like it was back in the day.

or the candies and chips on the tables, or watching the audiovisual presentation and laughing at the outfits back then, or seeing me, an awkward, bad hairdo-ed, front teeth missing, 8 year old (God forbid my mother for submitting those pictures!), or laughing and teasing Jeane, the kilabot of Batch 73, while 'lolo' danced swing with her.

It was discovering the gradeschool gates were open and we could sneak inside. It was taking pictures at the quadrangle, a little part of us expecting that St. Augustine and his family would move (Remember that rumor back in grade school that St. Augustine's statue moves in the middle of the night?).

It was walking the halls of the grade school building, realizing how much has changed. Trying to see inside the computer rooms, science labs and art rooms but the darkness made it impossible. It was leaving our 'marks' in CSA. It was discovering that the classrooms were open.

It was Migs and Jeane stealing 1K's Comfort Room Passes. (Those poor kids probably got punished by their adviser because she thought the students lost them. Those poor kids don't have freedom at all. Gone are the days you could walk the halls without comfort room passes.) It was the picture takings at the bleachers where class pictures were usually taken.

It was the seductive poses at the gates,

the hanging out in front of the steps of the HS buildings.

How I wish Glady and I weren't wearing mini skirts that day. We would have gamely climbed over the gates of the HS building to do more exploring.
I also enjoyed our 'short time' orgy. Hahaha! Our 3 hour videoke stint in I.O., you green minded kabarkada who didn't go to the alumni homecoming! It was a lot of fun and I wish, wish, wish that our kabarkadas have gone with us.


Sana next time ulit!


Cat