With someone disappointed in you.

The Friday was a bloom towards a slight faster moving episode of my past week. During the day in class, a first time six-man team and sure it was five or less in terms of who truely did and shared their contributions. Class was once again chilly due to the large absence of my fellow classmates who did not share the air conditioning. A few bundles of laughter and a quick end to the day with just three teams presenting. A felt short walk to the subway station with a bunch of classmates made my walk less self reflective with their jokes and little chit chats. Moreover, with a little step on someone's slippers and a close nudge to end off the journey back home. Dinner and Heroes with mum, which after not long overtime, my eyelids took to rest and conversations coming from the interesting episode failed to penatrate any further in my ability to listen.
"Before we bite, Reflect." ( Picture )




Woken from the high frequencies by my moblie's ring tone to find myself in agreement for supper and always a good catch up. Moreover, in anticipation and curiosity of what I was to be acknowledged about from my fella buddy.

After a mass conversation through Msn messagener with my friends; confirmed plans were made, thus I was better to go for supper. The meet up with Gab and Sarah. Recalling when was the previous time these three classics got together. Macs was the venue, good company, rather refreshing and seeing both smiles from those two were delighting. As hours seem to speed a thousand ticks more, a sound summary of the night/morning was: Long awaited, matured and a bloody constructive laughter filled time and catch up.



- No time was better to arrive back home than 4! And a delighted part in me for a shiny little spark that lits and kindles the vessels of my classic buddy. I bet I saw the sunset and sunrise this time ( 11Aug - 7.12am ) as I head the sacks for a couple of hours before heading out.

• As my hearts beat faster and faster. Sometimes beginings arent so simple and goodbye's the only way. Fear is not afraid of you and guilt's a language you can understand, I hope the actions speak the words they can.