This means that since our high school years were generally memorable and not traumatizing, we could attend all kinds of reunions, formal or informal, and never mind the jeers that may come from a few classmates.
Most of our classmates have already matured in one way or another, and because we fervently believe that life is one huge classroom, where we still have much to learn all about this world.
We three dedicate the rest of this afternoon to listening to random songs on a popular music streaming service.
And then, I come across a synth-pop tune that has a catchy melody and equally catchy lyrics, which clearly went through a voice synthesizer.
In other words, it's an "ear worm" song.
Naturally, with its captivating nature, I can't get the song out of my head.
Good thing there's a psychology trick I learned years ago.
To get a song out of my head, I must think of the end of the song, and my mind will erase it.
