Funny thing last night. as the clock approached 12 am, It was getting really loud outside... And we didn't bother to stand up and look at all the fireworks. Frankly, if you see one mother rocket explode, you've seen them all.
Instead, we just sat down and kept quiet, lethargic and tired, watching news on the tsunami aftermath.
Isn't that ironic? Outside, everyone's happy getting their fingers blown away, and inside, you can't help but sigh in sympathy for those who got their lives literally fucked by a huge wave('tsunami' is being hyped too much, seriously). Furthermore, it seems like this new year's eve festivities weren't as happy as those of the previous year's. How can I tell? You could still see the moon an hour before midnight. Technically, the earlier the moon is obscured by firecracker smoke, the happier people are.
It's really amusing to know that there are still carefree families here in camp 7. And by 'carefree' I mean not giving a fuck about all the problems around. Now either they're extremely rich/optimistic enough to buy five thousand buck fireworks to light the sky for 10 seconds tops per ridiculously priced piece.
I'm not complaining. See, it all depends on how you see it. You can sympathtically see it as a light of hope that some people are still happy despite what's happening all around, or you can cynically see it as a light of wasted money that could have been used to buy a burger and hot chocolate for all the beggars in Session. Or, you can also grab a beer for you and your neighbor, pull that stick out of your ass, and admire the free view.
It wasn't much of a celebration, but it got me to chill like i haven't for such a long time. That sounded like a good thing I did... Or was it? As I approached the peak of being real laid back, i decided to grab my phone and call Andreia's number. I really wasn't expecting someone to answer, honestly.
I was in for a surprise. After 3 or 4 rings, the loudest firecracker of the night exploded, in the form of a beautiful and vaguely recognized voice - 'Hello?'
It was her. Andreia, home from wherever she came from. Suddenly the effects of the beer we had became beneficial. I said all i could possibly say that night. ALL I COULD POSSIBLY SAY. 'possibly' suggests that I maintain my calm tone of voice while letting out all the anger and frustration I could. and taking it as a whole. And from this, 'All I could possibly say' means expressing the pain i felt in the most sugarcoated way possible before succumbing to the unavoidable 'I miss you', followed by a conversation far from what I wanted to settle.
Quick Quiz: What does that 'I miss you' imply?
A: That's what you really say when you don't hear from a friend after a long time. You're letting out all the concern denied for you to express when she was away.
B: That seems like the sweetest and nicest thing to say. 'I miss you' sells.
C: You really miss her. F*ck what happened before. You really miss her.
Can I call a friend? I want the CORRECT answer, not the million dollar answer.
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Thanks to Jovic for this thingy. Nice comic. I can relate. Read it.
The Matrix Merovingian said that swearing in French was like wiping your ass in silk. Is that the same with wiping nosebleed blood in Starbucks tissue?
