
On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain
We’ll run away together
We’ll spend some time forever
We’ll never feel bad anymore
-Island in the Sun, Weezer
Summer mode. I just came from Batangas with my friends, all tanned except for Lester who even got whiter. What up?
Road trips and walkie-talkies, sound trips, the summer heat, the sun, the sea, the sand, beach volleyball, karaoke, poker night, food, vodka, epic SHIT-SHIT/DANGER-DANGER game, stories, stargazing, shooting stars, coursemate bonding.
Where everything TCOM122.1-related is banned and considered a taboo.
(Because Abay was doing his lab report, and yes, Cameh brought laptop by Abay's request.)
One of the best summer trips ever.
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