Around this time.
It’e June… nothing too significant really.
It’s highlights back in the day? Back to school. Around this time in High School you can still feel the new shoes rubbing againts your feet. Your books still straight and the edges not yet frizzled. Class barely has a foothold on you. You still talk about those nights you forgot where you were because you were too drunk to care. You still talk about that summer trip you made to the province, where it was cheaper and everything was cleaner.
In college, classes had barely started. Freshmen are still figuring out where that TBC classroom is located. Classcards are still stuck in the pages of youre new notebook, your bag or your pocket. You adjust to new housemates. You cannot miss a night while everyone is having fun. You meet your old friends, orgmates, old housemates for dinner. You tell them about your Bora, Galera or Batangas escapade with family or friends. To some, they are still figuring out how they can go from 3 units to 18 units in the next few days.
It’s June. Las Vegas Nevada, USA. The temperateure brinks at 112 degrees F. almost 40 degree C. The dry heat, the heated wind dries your skin, your lips, your surroundings. You can’t bare to walk under the sun. It’s as if you are standing in front of a big bonfire at mid day.
It’s June. Summer is gone. You worry in the morning if you should wear a jacket, carry an umbrella. It’s june, you worry about bringing a jacket and end up walking under the suns heat. It’s June, you go out and see the sun’s out. You go home drenched because of the unexpected downpour.
It’s June. I dont have school to look forward to. Gone are the chances for a new routine. Gone are the opportunities for change. No more new shoes, new housemates, new books and new classmates. You look at the same people at work. They annoy you with the same irritating habits. You can’t do anything about it. You just work there. You see people come and go. YOU come and go. You quit your job-find a new one. You need to find one quick before you run out of money. But before anything else. A trip.
A trip back to the fun June. The June school start of classes. You can only ask whatsup? (waasaaaap?) What’s new? (Anung bago?) What’s ours? (anung aten?). You go back and try to feel the excitement again. You can’t. You mind is wrapped with the thought of: I need a new job, I need a second job, I need more money, I need a hobby. Lucky you you can go on a trip. To some of us, we cannot help but reminisce and try to get them thoughts of the past out of our minds. As they say. It’s bitter sweet. Sad.
You find yourself wishing. I should still be in school. Or back in school.
I should!
But I dont get "baon" anymore.
Shit.
Now there’s no turning back. This is it. Theres no stopping time.
June is just like any other month after graduating from school.
What makes June special? Well, it’s just that. Looking back on to the Junes of the past. THe fun old junes that gave us excitement, something new to look forward to, the june that just passed by just like that.
…just like that.
