Life moves fast. One minute you're glued to your best friend's hip, giggling over inside jokes, and the next, you're navigating careers, families, and different cities or even countries. But the funny thing about getting older – those friendships from your youth, the ones forged in shared experiences and late-night talks, take on a new kind of importance.
Whatever the reason, I've found myself reaching out to some of those old friends lately. It's not about asking for favors or rehashing the past – it's more about a simple "hello" and a chance to reminisce about the fun times we shared.
Remember our grueling YDT/CAT trainings under the scorching sun? Or that crazy Christmas party where we had exams the next morning?How about those times when we laughed until our sides ached. And how our idyllic field trip took a frightening turn when unidentified people began throwing stones at us. Who can forget trying to "howl," er, sing at the Alleluiahan? I know our voices are more suited to poetry than melody and harmony.
Those memories are golden, little time capsules that hold a special place in my heart.
Life has undoubtedly taken us all on different paths. We've grown, changed, and maybe even become a little (or a lot) different from the people we were back then. But that shared history, that foundation of friendship, is still there. So, to my old friends – the ones who knew me before social media filters and adulting existed! – I'd love to reconnect. Let's catch up, share stories (both old and new), and maybe even create some new adventures together. Who knows, maybe this time, we'll actually nail that "Sana'y Wala ng Wakas" duet!
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