"Soul mates"

Monday. I was wearing a red shirt, brown khaki pants and blue slippers for school. I arrived a few minutes after one in the afternoon to meet with Weng to talk about our thesis. After two hours of slight planning, we stopped by the booth where the council was staying to raise funds for the outreach we were doing with the two Communication Research organizations.

Karol was alone in the booth. We were making our greetings when someone announced that the Neo-Angono Artists’ mural had arrived in the college. This mural had been tagged as subversive because of its detailed and direct criticism of the Arroyo administration.

Jam, Weng, Karol and I decided to check out this mural at the Film Lobby. As Karol stood out of the booth, Jam started to laugh. Karol was wearing a red shirt, brown khaki pants and blue slippers. Soul mates, they kept telling us.

Wednesday. Since this is also the last day of classes for the year, Karol gave out his gift to the council members, a bar of Toblerone chocolate.

Let me stress. Karol gave everyone a bar of chocolate. My friends seem to miss that part out and instead made a romantic joke out of our partnership in the council. As they say, it was a perfect love-hate, professional-turned-romantic relationship. No way.

After the lantern parade, we stayed somewhere at the Sunken Garden to eat dinner. When Masol and I decided to go home, Jam, Weng and Gladdys were imagining that we would bump into Karol on our way and he’d invite us to ride in his car given that we were using the same route going home.

As we were walking, a man greeted us from afar. It was Karol.