friday sickness

how lonely today’s friday night is. when everyone else in the metropolis is geared up for friday night fever, here i am, mentally wandering, endlessly browsing the internet, and missing my barkada sorely. curious of how they are doing, where they are, how has life been for them…

i should not have browsed my friendster, else i would not have this corny recollection. i would not have realized that i miss them already… the laughters, the same old repeating but hilarious stories about C, the gossips, the loves and misloves... and everything else. wherever you are, i miss you my f4e. tsk. tsk.