It’s Friday again. Woo. On my way to work yesterday, I saw an old schoolmate in the MRT. During college, she and I used to be gal pals but something happened and we just started ignoring each other until we graduated. We talked and caught up on each others businesses as if our college drama never happened. Most conversations that I have with people that I ran into after not seeing them for a really long time veers towards awkwardville. Surprisingly, ours didn’t go to that direction and I can’t be any more glad and relieved. We were so busy yakking away that we didn’t notice that seats are already available in front of us. Consequently, those who were standing up besides us gave us an annoyed and puzzled look and took over the empty spaces. I told B all about her when she finally got off at Guadalupe station. I was telling the story of our college drama but I can not recall what is the exact reason why we stopped talking. I bet it was so stupid and inane because I really don’t remember. Heh.
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