My "old" bestfriend

This girl right here was my bestfriend in high school. Though this picture was taken about a year ago, this is exactly how she looked back in high school. But this isn't how she looks now. Now, she always dresses up like she's off to a night in a party or something. Haha... She has this unbelievably awesome voice that actually made me speechless the first time I heard it. Up to now, my favorite singers on this planet are her, Lea Salonga, Sharon Cuneta, and Sarah Geronimo. Heehee... Not an elegant list but she does make the cut. Right now, she's busy with reviews, work and her boyfriend. Haha We were inseparable for three years and now, I haven't even met any of her boyfriends! We've somehow drifted apart and all that keeps us together are text messages once or twice every couple of months.

People really do change. For me, it was putting on 20 extra pounds, for her it was putting on a different attitude --- not that it's a bad one. Sometimes though, I wish I had my old bestfriend back. The one who looked and acted like the person in this picture. Guess I'd have to travel almosst ten years back in time to have my wish granted.

Here's the testimonial that I wrote for her in her Friendster account:
a lot of things remind me of this freakishly special person. most of the 90's songs, dunkin' donuts, hordes of helpless boys competing for a not-sot-helpless-damsel's attention,corny letters and hallmark cards,sappy love articles,tears ... to mention each one would flood her testimonial's pages. a rainbow of assorted emotions overcome me when i'm reminded of her, happiness, frustration, nostalgia, and above all, gratefulness. i'll never be the person that i am now if it weren't for the brave, intelligent, overflowing fountain of tears that i had for a bestfriend back in highschool. we rarely get together anymore, sometimes, i feel like she's a whole lot different. but then again, i just listen to "just when i needed u most", eat a choco-web, talk to alfons, rolee or babby, open my box of yellowed cards, pictures and letters, and my memories of her become more real, our friendship becomes more than just journal entries filling 4 diaries..