Won't you light my candle?

It was memorable not because it was the kiss nor was it because it stood for the nebulous romance. It wasn't memorable because of the intricacies of the kiss itself -- her neck's slight arch, the indulgent slope of his face, the sweet, minute sound of their lips meeting and parting, and the small smile playing dancing along their mouths after the kiss itself.

It wasn't those. It could be. But it's not.

It was the immediate, shrill scream of YUCK from the kiddies in the audience.

Haha, oh, young love.

Yeah, I watched High School Musical this morning with Dani and Sarj. For KATIPUNAN -- linawin na natin, ngayon pa lang, harhar.

:)

Hello, friends on stage and behind the scenes aka the Nuclear War Shelter. :D And Miyo sa likod, diddling with the lights. Hello, senior boy.

Now. Back to exploring my neuroticism.