:: Let's Go Home ::
Met Rina yesterday after such a long time. It was good catching up on our lives, how they have changed, where we are now. It was good to see her. She still wear her short punkish hair, a trademark of hers I guess.

I remembered our good days back in film school, where we're always the 2 losers left behind by the ocean of ambitious, aspiring, hardworking (and punctual) filmmakers, editors, sound engineers, photographers, producers, directors...what not. We're always the ones who takes a cab to school and still be late. We took classes more than once, cheated on papers, somehow manage to find excuses and reasons on why some of our works turn out like the way they did, skipped classes....I can't remember. We smoked for hours in the toilets, -anywhere where we won't get caught. Quite honestly, I do miss the school days.

On another note. I am very tired.