Me: Queer, wer u na?
Queer (using Mamba's fon): Punta ka Alumni Center. d2 kami,nagbibilliards.
Me: kayong 2 lang?
Mamba: yup. sunod ka now na.
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The bowling alley in UP is quite a memorable place for me. It reminds me of my block during the time when we were still close. When Tubby, Flamethrower and I were having out PE, our blockmates would be there, waiting for our class to be finished so that we can eat lunch together. Due to some unfortunate events ( like the affair that divided us all), we drifted apart. kaya i was so moved, i wrote this poem in 5 minutes and saved it in my phone.
Alumni Center
Nostalgia creeps in
with the reverberation of falling pins
and the sound of balls sliding
on the bumpy surface.
Memories stored in an eight lane hourglass;
fading, fading, losing more sand.
With the return of the hard plastic ball
kissing another one,
reverie gone in an instant.
falling, falling
into the pit underground.
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