…i just remembered something… which wasn’t funny actually.. but it did make me smile…
I remember one morning during the 4th year retreat in Baguio… we were all pretty groggy, lutang and sabog…
of course alexa made her coffee… and the process took long… including staring while the coffee creamer slowly mixed into the hot coffee….
all i could say was “Poetic, isn’t it.”
to which she replied, “I know right!”
i dunno.. those random memories make my day. :)
hi alexa :))
hi clar. :))))
I remember that too! Only, it was 3rd year retreat… I wasn’t around for 4th year, remember?
But the essence was there. Hahaha.
Coffee is poetic indeed~
Oh yeahhhhh… 3rd year! haha…. :))