Rain would always remind me of grade school..
how i would listen to the radio and here..
"WALANG PASOK NGAYON SA LAHAT NG ANTAS"
that would mean freedom and more sleep for me.
back then, the internet was just a fragment of
my imagination. so more often than not,
you would see me playing with my family
computer (yes i had the red one) or at
a friend's house probably playing barbie or
board games.
after lunch and before the "siesta" you
would see us dancing in the streets..
(minus the song), playing tag or just
goofing around. the rain water was "CLEAN-ER"
me and my playmates would take our bikes,
skateboards or rollerblades and we would
run over the puddles and enjoy how the water
would splash on our faces.
high school was a different story.
no school means a trip to the mall.
for us KOSTKANS it was Robinsons Galleria.
we would be in our elephant pants, long back
shirts, loafers, small bags and over sized jackets.
holding our 5110s on one hand and a cigarette
on the other.
you would probably see us in SKY BOWL,
playing billards or bowling.
if sky bowl was full, it was a trip to GAME MASTERS
to play Daytona beating the guys asses.
when we're beat and hungry, you would
more or less see us eating at Makati Skyline in the food court.
In college, no school mea
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