I am not sure why I did not write about this yesterday albeit, it is here.

My friends and I celebrated an 18th yesterday. It was nice, really nice.

Initially I was running late and they left without me. Luckily we met up. We watched Guardians of the Galaxy first. My groups of friends and I had mixed feelings about it, though I thought it was nice. We then went ice-skating which was quite enjoyable. We all fell. Some fell harder than others. I developed my fair share of bruises and blisters. Nandos was our next stop. The small talk was unexpectedly nice, considering I was no good at it. Comfortable, my friends were.

I am grateful for the day. We really bonded. Relationships blossomed, though some more than others.

I treasure the time we have together more than ever during this time. We will be dispersing into our own pathways soon. I dread and fear the arrival of that day. I do not want these moments to be replaced by fading memories and nostalgia.