I went on a little stroll with B around campus with ice cream cups in our hands and we sat down outside. Walking around campus in this warm weather made me flash back to the summer days of '13: the first day of school, where I wore just a t-shirt and shorts, with not much friends, just trying to get accustomed to the campus. Thinking back, I realized that I've come a long way.
There were no winds, as the two flags attached to the long silver poles in front of campus did not flutter even the slightest. In the lawn a group of students were playing catch, frisbee, and the like.
B lay down against me and rested her head on my thighs.
"From this angle you look like a sailor at sea," she said.
I pictured myself navigating the seas, mesmerized by the vast pigments of blue. The unpredictable tides would shift its way eventually towards the nearest shore and crash against the sand. At the faint distance, a line separated the ocean and the sky. A chilly breeze would come across every now and then.
Escaping from my imagination of being a sailor at sea, I looked at her and realized that she had been taking pictures of me.
We played along as she hid my phone from me while the theme of High Noon played from her phone. I watched the movie for class back when I was in high school. She watched it for one of her classes on campus. The theme took me back to those days in high school where I still didn't know how to write a proper essay.
"Do not forsake me oh my darlin'!"
Those lines stuck with me for the longest time.
We went to the campus center and got ourselves some subs. Barbecue chicken sandwich for her, an Italian Kawacombo for me.
"This is my trademark sandwich," I said.
"Since you built your sandwich on your own, what would you name it?"
"The Italian Kawacombo."
She nodded in approval.
My weekend was pretty much packed, leaving me no time to go back to my dormitory. I watched B practice her dance for her upcoming performance in a few weeks, performed a demonstration for taekwondo which went subpar for the most part yesterday, and went to a taekwondo barbecue party at a friend's house in the outskirts of campus just today.
The barbecue was great, as we all had a blast enjoying the great weather and hanging out. We had some hot dogs, grilled chicken and played with her two toy poodles. It took me a while before I realized that I was allergic to certain types of dogs, as I began to sneeze and get a runny nose the moment I walked in the house.
The house was located in the outskirts of campus, a ten minute bus ride away. It was an extremely quiet, little suburban neighborhood with not much cars passing by the block. House after house after house, most of them in alright condition and do not seem to be occupied.
Before I headed downstairs to the exit to leave, I looked behind me and saw one of the toy poodles staring directly at me. I waved it goodbye before heading down. The dog remained there, staring. I went downstairs.
B and I came back around the late evening as she then practiced for her dance performance. Unfortunately, I am unable to attend because I'm expected to compete at the final taekwondo tournament of the year. We both cannot root for each other but we know that we will be there for each other in our heart and will do our very best.
Do not forsake me oh my darlin'
"This is my trademark sandwich," I said.
"Since you built your sandwich on your own, what would you name it?"
"The Italian Kawacombo."
She nodded in approval.
My weekend was pretty much packed, leaving me no time to go back to my dormitory. I watched B practice her dance for her upcoming performance in a few weeks, performed a demonstration for taekwondo which went subpar for the most part yesterday, and went to a taekwondo barbecue party at a friend's house in the outskirts of campus just today.
The barbecue was great, as we all had a blast enjoying the great weather and hanging out. We had some hot dogs, grilled chicken and played with her two toy poodles. It took me a while before I realized that I was allergic to certain types of dogs, as I began to sneeze and get a runny nose the moment I walked in the house.
The house was located in the outskirts of campus, a ten minute bus ride away. It was an extremely quiet, little suburban neighborhood with not much cars passing by the block. House after house after house, most of them in alright condition and do not seem to be occupied.
Before I headed downstairs to the exit to leave, I looked behind me and saw one of the toy poodles staring directly at me. I waved it goodbye before heading down. The dog remained there, staring. I went downstairs.
B and I came back around the late evening as she then practiced for her dance performance. Unfortunately, I am unable to attend because I'm expected to compete at the final taekwondo tournament of the year. We both cannot root for each other but we know that we will be there for each other in our heart and will do our very best.
Do not forsake me oh my darlin'
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