you know that kind of feeling?

i know it was supposed to be just a short meeting; just some formal things for 15 minutes;
it was supposed to be work, and some random irritating things.

i dont know what happened, but
we started talking, and talking
and then when i realised the time, it was almost one hour already.

random things,
stupid lecturer's who refuse to accept typed assignments;
trainings, and some complacent juniors;
knowing more than the lab assistant, and breezing through tutorials;
doing an all-nighter, then sleeping and skipping the lecture and tutorial the next day;
SEP, and s/u modules, and crappy science gems to fulfill NUS criteria for graduation;
hall, and it destroying people's social life (ironic, isn't it?);

i dont know, but we just kept talking.
you know? that kind of feeling, of wasting the other person's time?
and then when the person makes no motion to end the conversation, and starts the line with another open-ended question?
it's like a flood, but i couldnt stop rambling.
we took turns, rambling, laughing,

it's the warm, snuggly feeling of surprise that creeps up to you when you realise,
the other person doesnt want the conversation to end too.


it's a nice feeling,
really.



i haven't had that in a long time.
but i havent see that person in a long time.

and it's brilliant, quite.
now i think i remember what i've been missing;
the dry humour, random jibes, and assuring smile.



and maybe being treated like a kid.

now i'm happy so i can't sleep.
so i'll study.
we promised to study hard together.
what a silly thing to do.

alright,
here i go.