after the summer

i hope we will still love each other like we do now, or more. i hope we will be like junior school children all excited to meet their friends after a long and eventful summer vacation, eager to share their fancy little long-winded stories. years down the road i hope that is what we will do, over a picnic (food prepared by Justice Andrew Francis Pereira and Dr. Choo Ben Luke, hopefully by then i'd have picked up cookery and i can contribute as well) in Dr. Choo Ben Luke's field. i hope our conversations will not be filled with reservations reflected in blinking rolling eyes and speech fillers. i hope we will never be compelled to put up our "social front" in front of each other, that we can always be our comfortable selves. crazy, whacky, crappy. if Andrew becomes a sought-after advocate or a judge, he will still be AFP 1-13. Kim will still be in charge of playing the guitar even if he's become fat and wealthy. Dr. Choo Ben Luke will still be Hobbity Hobbity Ben Ben. you can still call me piggy (n who knows i will be one... God i pray not).... i hope like junior school children impatient to boast endlessly of the treehouses they built with their cousins during summer, we will never run out of topics. wait, what topics? we will never need topics. :) i love all of you. and i will surely miss you.