#februaryfair

Strolling with light up crowns in our heads, delivering food bouquets, walking around stalls twice or thrice a night, having a couple of drinks, singing along with bands, going home late and not even going home at all-- that was about it for my last fair (as a student).

There was something different about this fair that I couldn’t pinpoint. Maybe, it’s just the thought that it’s my last as an undergrad. But among all these last things I’ve experienced during the fair, I never thought I’d feel another that felt like a first. 

For some, I always have everything planned out. But this specific Saturday night, I was out to listen to Moonstar88 live with my bffs. Extremely nonchalant of all my responsibilities, I had the whole night til sunrise to fit all my adventures and forget about all the stress in my life. There was no room for a time check. Whatever, I had to live a little. 

Moonstar88′s Migraine started the long night. Aside from my bffs, the troop grew for we were with some of our high school friends-- a mix of the constants and people I missed. Amidst, there were glances, blank stares, hopeful smiles, and a whole lot of silence. 

Around three to four songs later, the silence was gone. 

While most people were catching up on sleep, we had none. It was almost 4:00 am and we ended up at the terrace of a friends’ house; five friends, two bottles of liquor, and one pack of tortillas. 

As the night grew deeper and the liquor starts to kick in while I hear all the endless queries, my guard was down. It only took one question in which the answer was yes. Everything else just disappeared and it was probably one of those nights that I should regret but I’m grateful. 

Now am I happy?

8th Letter to Burn: First Day of the February Fair

Every year, the February Fair or Feb Fair in our campus is held. This year is my very first year to spend it with my new college friends and so far, it's been awesome.

Bohemian chics: I guess we girls are really into bohemian stuff so we decided to get hennas on our left hands (as seen in the left picture).

We also got to look around for a few minutes before me and Jam went home. Ella and Denise stayed there to volunteer for the Program Committee since they will be watching Moonstar 88 play.