Where have you been? Are you on Facebook? On Twitter? Do you keep a blog?
I look back to sophomore year at Pisay, and I can almost hear your laugh and you telling your silly stories. You and Annie and I, we had adventures, right? How many times did we move boarding houses? Did you ever master the guitar? What do you remember of the time the news of Princess Diana's death broke out? Do you remember how creepy the doorbell at the boarding house was?
I don't really remember much of the past. My memories are sketchy. Maybe they've always been this way. I'm also afraid that I might have made up many remembrances, and that they'd be debunked by you and Annie. But I am right in recalling that we had been great friends, right? It would be bad if I actually hadn't been a good friend to you and completely forgot that part of my life.
Are you married with kids now? Are you even still in the Philippines? Did I ever tell you that my sister had a crush on your younger brother? (I can almost hear her screech at me now!) She had always made fun of your nickname, of how it isn't appropriate for a guy. But I think it suited you.
It's really been a while, but thank you for the lost memories---
