“Can I have some light. Please?”, asked Tom.
Julie gave him her lighter without uttering single word.
“Where are you going? You look awfully serious back there.”
“Nowhere special. I just want to get out of the city so I bought the cheapest tickets available.” replied Lola, wondering why this guy is suddenly interested.
It has been so long since she was in a shallow conversation with someone. And she remembers hating it back then. All she cared about before was doing her cases and speaking to fellow lawyers, clients & judges. She never really bothered to make social contacts. And now this. She doesn’t know if she is welcoming the feeling or not. He does look cute though, she thought.
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You know that famous song SUNSCREEN ( well it used to be famous, considering what kinds of music kids are into these days) where the singer mentioned that the most interesting 40 year old folks he knows still don’t know what to do with their life? Well, here are two interesting 30 year old yuppies who may seem happy and successful as if the whole world is at their feet, but in actuality, they’re just like everybody else, struggling to find out who they really are and enjoying (sometimes depressing) themselves in the process.
It was a rather cold and wet early morning. The sun was about to rise and everything outside the glass enclosure was misty and beautiful. Julie was craving for her usual dose of nicotine paired with a cup of strong coffee. It doesn’t really help her wake up since caffeine has the opposite effect on her. At least it would help her put everything back into proper perspective. However, considering that she just quit her high-powered career in the world of law and politics and left everything she thought was her entire universe, she couldn’t really get much clearer than this.
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There’s this young man in his late twenties. His name is Rick. He has been working for the government for several years now. It’s not a job that he likes (he even hates it sometimes) but it gets his bills paid and makes him afford a few luxuries from time to time, one of which is surfing.
Through the years that he has been dealing with politics, bureaucracy and red tape, he was able to afford to purchase his own car (under a loan) and invest on his own surfboard. He would frequent the beaches of La Union and Zambales on weekends that he was not required by his boss to come to work. One time, feeling very depressed and frustrated by his dead-end job, he drove all the way to La Union with some of his friends. It was December, the weather was cold and the waves were erratic. But till, they all went thinking how much fun they will have.
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