Letting my sorrows sweat away
I should be used to working outside in the heat, since that's how it was in San Jose. But, don't you think it's a little odd having hot fall nights in the post season of October. Kids won't want to go Trick'r Treatin' if they're sweatin' their buns off in their costumes. Yeah right! Candy candy candy is what's on their minds. Anyway, unlike last Halloween, I'm scheduled to work that whole day. Especially, the first evening after daylight savings has sort of helped my deliveries. It wasn't as hot when I was doing my stuff because the sun was completely down by nearly five o'clock earlier. My sweat drowned my face, while the drops of liquid salt fell into my stinging eyes.
Talking to my friend, Edison, the other night and reminiscing on my days of Holy Name school, class of '93. Last Friday, he calls me up and asks me if I wanted to hangout. Little did I know was that our old friend, Kevin, was also chilling at the house. Let me take you back, this is Kevin who I hung out with and bonded with before Edison transferred to HN. I guess you can say Kevin was one of my bestfriends back in the day, but as time expanded, so did the distance. We went to different high school's and completely different colleges. My connection with Ed probably stayed because we went to the same college, and we were roommates our first year at SJSU. Unlike my high school era, I enjoyed some of the people at HN, like Kevin, Edison, James, Ariel, Simon, Joseph, Porsia, Michelle, Cheryl, Elizabeth, and so on. Mainly, I connected more with the Asian and Filipino crowd not knowing that nationality as a youth tends to keep groups of elementary students in their own little niches.
With this group, we had a small little get together back in my Sophomore year of college, in which both Edison and I didn't go to, leaving Kevin to kick it with Tuan. Someday, it'll happen once again, and I'll try to make it this time, mainly because I am back in San Francisco. Strange how things work for me.
I've managed to make strong friendships in San Jose, though, the people I hangout with now are the same people I kicked it with in eighth grade. Do things happen for a reason? My SJ homies have their area of the bay, and I am stuck in my rut. -sigh-
Friendship Games 2003 is over and everyone is on their way home, I think. I'm going to Aivy's house tonight to surprise her, even though she knows I'm going there. Oh well, I'm excited to see my bebeh. I hope she's excited to see me. Love you Bubu.
note: Sadness changes emotions as love engulfs all feelings of a hug. -hmm-