On a whim, I checked out my rather-inactive Friendster account then looked through the past (more like ancient) testimonials, you know the days when people actually took the time and effort to write nice stuff about you ? Now, the whole "testimonial" thing has been supplemented by the "comment" system where messages can range from long replies to the quintessential "How are you?!" to the meaningless and very brief "haha". I kind of miss the old days. And feeling nostalgic, I began missing people. A lot of people. From childhood friends to current friends I barely see. So here's shoutouts that'll never be seen...haha.
Marianne and Kaye: I miss sneaking out after lunch to play at your houses when I'm supposed to be having siesta. I miss playing dolls, baking our mud cakes, piko, patintero, chinese garter, habulan, jackstone, cycling, rollerblading, dancing, celebrating our birthdays with big parties, basketball, duyan sa mangahan, going to pulo, eating fishballs taho and halo halo. Grabe, I miss you guys talaga. I want to be 6 years old again.
The guys in BF: They were mostly my older friends so I looked up to them. I miss watching them play basketball. And they were a funny bunch. Kuya Marco, who I had a crush on, was really nice to me. Haha. I miss Joker Kuya Potch, Perverted Max, Cool Kuya Marvin, the Buckingham boys. I also miss Tito Julie and his huge lizard pet! Fishball Man! Tito Dennis! BFG Jabar!
BF Resort Village was the best place to be a kid. I especially miss going to the country club to swim and eat their memorable Spaghetti with Garlic Bread. I miss climbing the watertank hide in the roof while stealing the neighbour's mangoes.
Sa Project 8 naman, I miss Kuya Yeyed and Pongpong! Jolens (marbles) was the coolest game! And I remember how we used to go to the deserted carpack upstairs and play all kinds of games! I miss going to the neighbours house to watch Sineskwela! =)
I never thought it'd happen but Cebu City became my 2nd home. I miss the delicious BBQ food, the lechon and the beaches.
Diane: Now that you're in US, I miss you even more! Totally BFF. I wish my parents had allowed me to hang out more at your house! And I miss Tita and Tito and Aycee. I just want to teleport to US, give them a huge hug and spend the whole night catching up.
Micah: I've totally lost contact with you but I hope someday, we'll see each other again!
Michael: Best seatmate ever! Brilliant in drawing and super fun to talk to. Miss you na talaga.
Les Paul: Another Best Friend. Swimming Buddy. Lunch Buddy (That lucky bastard always had Jollibee then we'll trade). I really really really miss him.
Prime: My rival in school! Haha. It was fun competiting with him!
Hilton: He was really really nice to me. Haha. I think it's because he had a crush on me. Then again he's had a crush on probably all the girls in class. Playboy talaga.
Camille: Brilliant Singer, sweetest friend. Nakakamiss. I wonder where you are.
JD: You may be a chick magnet now but I'll always remember you as the rather effeminate chubby talkative guy who was my bestfriend in Grade 2.
My Carpool Gang! Chris, Rey, Vanessa, Diane, Aycee. Bus rides have never been this fun.
My neighbours! Monica! Lara! Edward (Jingjing- heehaw!), Jackie. I miss all those games we played, the adventures 'down the hill', playing with spiders, cycling exhibitions, getting fries from the nearby resto and sharing it because it was the only thing we could afford, and celebrating birthdays, playing with Magic the Gathering Cards.
I've left out a lot of people, like my teachers (who were the coolest and most memorable).
And that's only my Manila and Cebu Days.
That's why I sometimes hate moving, because you get to know a lot of people and become close to them, then you're parents utter the dreaded words "We're moving to..." and you're forced to say awful goodbyes and not be there to grow up with them. You begin to lead different lives, be different people, know less and less about them until...they become vague memories (Thank God I have a pretty good memory when it comes to these).
I WANT A HUGEASS REUNION.
